Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

"No one is talking? Then I'll call your name. Is the guy who just said he wanted to drink hangover soup here?"

Murong Fu walked squarely with a leisurely expression, as if he had returned to a middle school classroom, but this time he was a teacher.

Seeing that everyone was silent and looking in a certain direction unconsciously, Murong Fu walked to the "sobering up soup" person. At this time, this man was playing the pipa with his legs and his teeth were fighting each other. When he saw Murong Fu approaching, he felt as if he had seen a ghost and wanted to run away. His legs were weak and he wanted to shout, and his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton.

Murong Fu squatted down in front of this man who was sitting on the ground because his legs were weak, and said with concern: "Drink less. It's not good for your health. Be obedient."

The man was scared and confused, so he could only nod his head. However, the next second, Murong Fu grabbed his collar again and threw him out of the window. There was a "pop", followed by two screams. This guy probably won’t want to drink hangover soup.

"Who is the leader of your group? Come out."

Murong Fu dusted off his hands and stood up. The whole room was silent.

Just when Murong Fu was getting impatient with waiting, someone from the group of white-robed guests stood up and said, "Your Excellency, there is no need to ask these grass bandits. When you took action in the first round just now, their leader was killed by you." Throwing it into the water, I should have drank a lot of water by now."

Previously, when Murong Fu was observing outside the door, he noticed that this group of people was different, and he felt a little fond of these people in his heart, so he politely raised his hands and said: "I haven't asked my name, why are you here? "

"I don't dare take the name seriously. I am Sima Lin, the current head of the Qingcheng faction in Shu. I came to Gusu this time to meet with Mr. Murong. I want to ask for a son for my late father, Sima Xuan, the former head of the Qingcheng faction." justice!"

"What a man seeking justice. You are quite a man of character. I wonder how Master Murong could have such enmity with your late father?"

Murong Fu clasped his hands behind his back, looking like a master from this world. He was not in a hurry to settle accounts with these little shrimps at the moment.

Bai Paoke said solemnly: "Two months ago, my father and his disciples went to Jinguan City for business and were found dead in the inn. The cause of death was due to the "Qingzi Nine Strikes", the secret skill of our Qingcheng Sect. , Looking at the world, apart from the Murong family who repay others with their own methods, who else can there be? What does the high-ranking name have to do with the Murong family? "

Murong Fu did not answer, but just smiled. This look was inscrutable to others. In fact, Murong Fu scolded Murong Bo several times in his heart.

If others cheat you, you cheat.

But Murong Fu didn't think about standing up directly and pretending to be a hero. Although it wouldn't take much effort to throw the dozen people in front of him into the water, it was indeed the Murong family who was in the wrong. However, Murong Fu couldn't explain it yet, so he could only do this. Dry consumption.

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't answer for a long time, Sima Lin only said that the other party was closely related to the Murong family, so he said in a low voice: "Your Excellency is so powerful in martial arts that we feel inferior to you. But if you want to do something, I won't kill you at your neck. There is a fight to the death.”

Murong Fu let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand to brush his face, and the dark makeup on his face fell off, revealing a pure and elegant face. The shabby clothes could not cover up the grace between his eyebrows. Although everyone in the hall was afraid of Murong Fu , at this time, I couldn't help but shout "Hello" in my heart.

Murong Fu said calmly: "I am Murong Fu. If you have anything to say to me, please tell me."

Everyone was shocked. They never expected that the famous Nan Murong would actually dress up as an ordinary fisherman. When everyone in the Qingcheng faction saw the murderer of the leader standing in front of them, they were shocked and angry. Someone immediately About to take action, Sima Lin stopped him.

Sima Lin suppressed his anger and said: "Famous is not as good as meeting. Mr. Murong is well-deserved. I just don't know why he is disguised and dare not show his true face to others?"

"Ah, you guys came to our house in the middle of the night to make a fuss while we were away, and even asked us questions in turn. You are really shameless."

Abi's delicate voice beat Sima Lin to Murong Fu. The Qinyun Xiaozhu and the Xiangshuixiang Pavilion were originally built by the Murong family as a residence for her and A'Zhu. Now they have been messed up by this group of people. Seeing this group of people again People accused Murong Fu indiscriminately, even though she had a gentle temperament, she couldn't help it.

"Who are you? You dare to talk to our leader like this!"

A man in white robes scolded sharply, and then there was a "pop" and another splash of water splashed outside the window.

"Exactly thirty."

Murong Fu put his hands behind his back and said leisurely.

Although everyone was shocked and angry, they were intimidated by Murong Fu's skills and did not dare to speak.

Then, Murong Fu said casually: "Sima Gang Leader Mingjian, do you think that with my martial arts skills, it would take a lot of effort to kill your father and leave traces for you to come and seek revenge?"

Although these words sounded extremely arrogant, although everyone was shocked and angry, they also felt that they made sense.

Before coming, the Qingcheng Sect thought that with the dozen or so top players in the sect, no matter how strong Murong Fu was, he would still be able to fight. Now, seeing Murong Fu throwing one of his companions into the water in front of everyone, However, none of my group could see clearly how the other party acted. They immediately understood that the other party's martial arts was so high that they and others could not understand it. Therefore, although a group of people wanted to refute, they could not speak.

The scene reached a deadlock for a time.

"Besides, as you said, my father's accident happened two months ago. Well, at that time I was leading a group of retainers to Dali. Now I have just returned to Suzhou. The eminent monks of Tianlong Temple can testify for me. After Sima Sect Master leaves, you can go to Dali in person to seek confirmation."

"What? Mr. Murong was in Dali before?" Sima Lin was shocked.

Murong Fu nodded.

"May I ask why Mr. Murong went to Dali?" Sima Lin asked.

Murong Fu was slightly unhappy. Logically speaking, with Gusu Murong's status in the martial arts world, he didn't need to bother explaining to a local sect like Sima Lin in such a way. Unfortunately, he was indeed in the wrong in a sense. He could only explain patiently: "Now that the matter is in the past, it doesn't hurt to tell Sima Sect Leader."

So he told the story of how he went crazy while practicing martial arts, rushed to Tianlong Temple to seek medical treatment, and how he met Jiumozhi and snatched the sword scripture.

Sima Lin was shocked. He never expected that there would be such twists and turns. If Murong Fu was lying deliberately, all these twists and turns and bizarre experiences were well-established. There were witnesses. As long as he was willing to verify, he could easily determine the truth. Hypocrisy, how can anyone lie like this?

Not to mention the other party's martial arts skills, it wouldn't take much effort to keep his group behind.

He immediately fell silent.

Murong Fu didn't have any intention of arguing with a bunch of little shrimps. He tilted his mouth towards the door with the obvious intention of seeing off the guests.

Sima Lin was ashamed and ashamed, but had no choice but to do anything. He immediately handed over to Murong Fu and was about to take the people away.

"Wait a minute, Master Ciao, we can't let them leave like this."

Sima Lin's feet had already reached the threshold, and when he was about to step out, an old voice stopped him. Sima Lin was shocked and angry, and looked back. The speaker was none other than Granny Rui sent by Mrs. Wang.

Sima Lin said angrily: "I dare to ask your Excellency if you have any advice." He had lost a lot of face tonight, but he was so sulky that he couldn't vent it. If it weren't for Murong Fu's presence, he would have really wanted to go up and give this old woman some color. Take a look.

The old woman didn't even look at Sima Lin. She just looked at Murong Fu and said, "Master, I came here specially to protect this waterside pavilion on my wife's order. I happened to meet this group of thieves, and the people they led were quite handsome." There are dead and injured, if we let this group of thieves leave just like that, how can the two families lose face in this world?"

Then, Granny Rui made a move, and two wounded people immediately walked out of the team. One of them was hit in the thigh. Although it had been bandaged, blood gushed out again at the slightest movement. The other person was hit on the shoulder by a blunt object, and the shoulder blade was shattered. This arm will probably be useless in the future. .

Murong Fu frowned, then relaxed his brows. He immediately had a suspicion in his heart, so he followed Grandma Rui's words and said to Sima Lin: "Master Sima, although my old slave is rude, but what he said makes sense. Without clarifying the facts, Your Excellency poured a basin of sewage on Murong Fu's head, disturbing the tranquility of this waterside pavilion. If you leave like this, I'm afraid there will be something wrong."