Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Ding Chunqiu was shocked, angry, and happy, and then he was surprised and doubtful, thinking: "Although the old thief is annoying, his martial arts skills and wisdom are indeed rare in ancient and modern times. Since he has been pretending to be dead for many years and suddenly appeared today, is it possible that he is really hiding?" What means?"

Ding Chunqiu had a battle between heaven and man in his heart, but finally gave it up: "Because you have finally been my master for a few days, as long as you hand over the martial arts in your hands, the past will be wiped out!"

Ding Chunqiu was not stupid either. Although he wanted to kill Wu Yazi in his heart, no matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to do something like killing his master in public, which would offend the public. If you really do this, you will force everyone to become your enemy. I am afraid that all the masters present will swarm you and kill you on the spot in the next moment.

"Traitor, now that I'm in front of you, I will naturally find a way to deal with you."

Wu Yazi said calmly.

"If you were in your prime, I would naturally not dare to touch this bad luck. But now that your hands and feet are all disabled and your muscles and veins are broken, how are you going to deal with me?"

Ding Chunqiu sneered.

The appearance of Wu Yazi not only shocked Ding Chunqiu, but others also didn't react for a while. They really didn't understand why Wu Yazi, who had been dead in Ding Chunqiu's mouth for many years, suddenly came out again.

Duan Yu was still smart, and after thinking for a moment, he understood: "I think Ding Chunqiu plotted against Senior Wu Yazi for the secrets of martial arts. After Senior Wu Yazi was seriously injured, he was secretly protected by Mr. Congbian, and faked his own death to deceive Ding Chunqiu. .Now Senior Wuyazi shows up just to get rid of the traitor Ding Chunqiu!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Duan Yu thought to himself that he had acquired the martial arts inheritance of the Xiaoyao sect when he was at Wuliang Mountain in Dali, and he could be considered a member of the Xiaoyao sect. What's more, looking at Ding Chunqiu's posture, it was obvious that he had the intention of harming Wuyazi.

There were obviously many people present who could see Ding Chunqiu's intentions, but no one was willing to stand up and expose Ding Chunqiu's true face in public.

Although Duan Yu was bookish, he was neither pedantic nor stupid. With a little thought, he understood what everyone was thinking and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Confucius said benevolence, Mencius said righteousness. People who practice martial arts should put chivalry first. I can't know that Ding Chunqiu has bad intentions, but pretend to be deaf and dumb like others!"

Duan Yu made up his mind and shouted angrily: "Ding Chunqiu! Don't be rude!"

This sound attracted everyone's attention. When everyone saw that the speaker was a young scholar, he seemed to have no martial arts skills at all, but he actually dared to stroke Ding Chunqiu's tiger beard in public.

There were some who felt regretful, shook their heads and sighed, and some who were disdainful, secretly laughing at Mr. Wen Sheng for being pedantic, and most of them were simply watching the fun as spectators. But no matter how much he thought, no one came forward to say a word to help Duan Yu.

Feng BoE said to Deng Baichuan: "Brother, this kid is a bit interesting. Although his martial arts skills are not very good, he has the demeanor of a knight in the world. The man named Feng will help him later!"

Deng Baichuan pondered for a while and said thoughtfully: "Don't be hasty, let's take a look before talking. I seem to have figured out the master's plan."

Ding Chunqiu turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Duan Yu coldly: "Who are you? Why do you want to interfere in the affairs of my Xiaoyao Sect?"

Duan Yu was stared at by Ding Chunqiu and felt slightly panicked. Then he mustered up the courage to say to Ding Chunqiu: "My name is Duan Yu! I am a scholar. Since you have become a teacher of senior Wu Yazi, you should respect your teacher." First you severely injured Senior Wu Yazi, and now Senior Wu Yazi shows up, you don’t want to repent, you speak rudely, you... you are worse than a beast!"

Mu Wanqing on the side looked at Duan Yu's impassioned speech with a slightly complicated expression, and said to herself: "He is still so nosy."

When Mu Wanqing mentioned being nosy, her heart skipped a beat. She thought of the time when Duan Yu came back to report to her in Dali. At that time, he obviously had low martial arts skills and could not protect himself, but he was also such a "nosy". Thinking of this , I couldn't help but feel sad, and there were tears faintly appearing in my eyes.

"Why did I have to meet this nosy guy? Why did he have to be..." Mu Wanqing couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

Ding Chunqiu glared at Duan Yu fiercely and said nothing. He was now concentrating on dealing with Master Wuyazi Su Xinghe and had no time to fight Duan Yu, a nerd. In his opinion, using martial arts to kill such a nerd was simply right. An insult to myself. So as soon as he turned around, Ding Chunqiu used his inner strength to send Sanxiao Xiaoyao towards Duan Yu, but Duan Yu didn't realize it at all.

Ding Chunqiu secretly sneered: Humph, you are such a bookworm, how dare you offend the old immortal? Teach you to die without a burial place!

It is said that a person with low skill will die immediately after being hit by this poison. There is no need to wait for three smiles, but Ding Chunqiu waited for a cup of tea, staring at Duan Yu to the point of embarrassment, and did not see the poison coming out of him. .

How did he know that Duan Yu was carrying a mango red clam and was immune to all poisons? Not to mention his Three Smiles and Xiaoyao Powder, which were the most powerful poisons in the world, including Hedinghong and Peacock gall. Nothing works.

"Is it possible that this nerd is not as useless as he appears?"

However, this idea only passed through Ding Chunqiu's mind for a moment before he put it aside.

Ding Chunqiu said: "Wu Yazi, since you are still alive, you should act according to the rules of our Xiaoyao Sect. Now that you are a useless person, you should hand over the leader's ring to me. I am the one most suitable to inherit it." The person in charge!"

Wu Yazi smiled faintly and said: "The leader's ring? Oh, I have already given it to someone else. This person's martial arts is ten times better than yours, and his character and appearance are even better than yours. A hundred times as evil as a ghost."

Ding Chunqiu said angrily: "What? You passed the position of master to someone else? Who is it?! I'll kill him!"

Then he sneered and said, "It's not the old loser Su Xinghe, is it? Wu Yazi, you are so sick that you rushed to the doctor."

"Senior Brother Su, this is not what you, a beast who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, can say. Ding Chunqiu, you ran all the way here to seek your own death, so I will accept your head without mercy!"

Two figures walked out of the cabin behind Wu Yazi. Murong Fu, who was walking in front, was wearing a green shirt, smiling, and looked calm and calm, as if he was on an outing, and what he just said had nothing to do with him.

The other person was plainly dressed and tall and powerful. As soon as he appeared, a cold murderous aura hit his face, making Ding Chunqiu shiver unconsciously.

"Murong Fu! It's you! It's you!"

Ding Chunqiu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointed at Murong Fu and yelled hysterically.

"Even if you are very excited when you see me, don't be so rude in front of so many people, right? Ding Chunqiu? Do you still look like a Xiaoyao disciple?"

Murong Fu tried his best to mock, looking at the old monster in front of him like a cat playing a mouse.

Ding Chunqiu's veins throbbed on his face, and he wished he could slap Murong Fu to death. But when he thought of the opponent's extremely sharp sword energy, fear was like a big invisible hand, tightly stuck in his throat.

Then he calmed down: "Wu Yazi, you are really getting better and better. You have even thought of such a way to lure a wolf into the house. You really belong to you!" He intended to use his words to stop Murong Fu from taking action. As for the big man next to Murong Fu, he had never seen him before, so naturally he didn't take it to heart.

Su Xinghe said angrily: "You evil beast! This is the new head of my Xiaoyao Sect! Today I will send you, the traitor, for me!"