Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu ignored the mess and left with a few people.

Where none of them saw, Xue Lingqi's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and his whole person revealed a strange smile.

After this battle, the vitality of the Wan family was severely damaged.

Fang Yuan and Fang Zisheng naturally did not miss such a good opportunity and sent letters directly to several other major families.

[Roland Conference] All matters will be completely handled by the Fang family.

For a time, rumors spread in the market, and people began to speculate about what happened.

There has never been such a precedent. Making such a big noise on the eve of the conference made everyone a little suspicious.

However, these bad voices were suppressed by Fang Zisheng.

He had taken so many miraculous medicines, and after just half a day of rest, he felt that his injuries had healed.

After visiting Murong Fu personally and writing about it, I started to be busy preparing for the [Roland Conference] every day.

Murong Fu also enjoyed his leisure time. He took a few beauties around him and started traveling around Pengcheng every day.

Zhuge Qingyun despised his behavior of showing affection.

So, Xiaoxiao began to wander around the city by himself, enjoying himself quite happily.

The days passed like this day by day, and soon it was the eve of the [Roland Conference].

Several other aristocratic families and famous sects in the world have arrived in [Pengcheng].

In just a few days, the whole [Pengcheng] became full of new faces, and all the inns in the city were overcrowded.

Fortunately, Murong Fu and his party stayed at Fang's house, which saved them a lot of trouble.

Zhuge Qingyun can bring back the strange news and gossip of various sects from outside every day.

The day before yesterday, the little girl from the [Purple Jade Sect] eloped with the young master of the [Qingfeng Sword Sect].

Yesterday, it was a disciple of the Lu family who robbed the Wang family's room and almost beat him to disability.

Today's speech was even more explosive, and even Murong Fu was a little ruined after listening to it.

Zhuge Qingyun was so excited when he talked about it that he almost painted the scene.

"I'm telling you, a young lady from one of the top ten aristocratic families actually does that kind of thing with a beggar on the street."

"By the time the people from the clan arrived, the two of them were already at odds with each other."

"The lady's red mandarin duck bellyband is still hanging around the beggar's neck."

"That scene..."

After hearing this, Murong Fu didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and almost choked to death on his tea.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I never expected that people from the top ten families would be so open-minded."

However, he just took these strange things as a joke and let them go.

The current affairs still have to focus on the [Roland Conference].

After all, he is still busy going to Fengyun World to find a way to return to the original world.

He couldn't help but rub the center of his brows, feeling a little physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva, Dongfang Bubai and Liuli were by his side, and each of them had a special flavor.

It actually added a bit of a different color to his irritability.

As night fell, Murong Fu just took off his clothes and planned to take a good bath.

Who knows, as soon as he sat in, he felt a strange sound outside the window.

"Rustling" like a mouse stealing food.

He looked over there warily, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

For a time, countless conjectures flashed through his mind.

Is it Wanjia's revenge?

Was it an attack by a strange beast?

Or...

He frowned, picked up a water droplet in his hand, and headed straight for several lights in the house with a stream of spiritual energy.

Soon, the house fell into darkness, leaving only the moonlight shining on the ground and reflecting the window.

Murong Fu quietly stood up from the bathtub, pulled his robe and wrapped himself up simply.

Then, he flashed and hid behind a pillar, quietly waiting for the movement outside the house.

At the same time, a pair of cold eyes appeared under the window, looking furtively into the room.

"Huh? Where is the person?" She clung to the edge of the window and her eyes began to wander around.

She was extremely confused: "Mingming, you were still here just now?"

With that said, she didn't care about anything else and stood on tiptoes to push the door open and enter.

Suddenly, a purple figure flashed in front of her. .

She was startled for a moment, and then hid her figure, only revealing a pair of eyes looking at the shadow over there.

The other party obviously also discovered her, and the two took advantage of the night to hide their figures.

In this way, the two sides were in a stalemate for a long time, without any movement.

The wind blew, the moon shadow was hazy, and there was peace.

The moonlight fell on the roof, making it extremely bright.

Murong Fu inside the house listened carefully to the sounds outside the window, his brows knitted together.

what happened?

Who are the people outside?

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt some strange noises above his head.

He was now in a state of preparation for battle, pacing back and forth in the room with light steps, planning to win with one blow.

The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light.

Although he didn't know where the other party came from, since he was already here, he would never show mercy.

His eyes darkened, and his gaze fell on the roof, and a golden light flashed through his hand.

The next moment, a shattering sound was heard on the roof, followed by a figure, falling weightlessly.

It hit the bucket that Murong Fu had just bathed in, and his black robe kept rolling in the water.

Without any hesitation, Murong Fu stepped forward and pulled the man up, planning to punch him.

Suddenly seeing the face of the visitor, he was stunned on the spot, his tone full of surprise: "Second, Miaoyi, how could it be you?"

The entire body of Miao Yi Bodhisattva was wet, and the water droplets slid down her smooth cheeks, adding a bit of fireworks to her cold face.

Her face was flushed, her long eyelashes were drooping and trembling slightly.

"I, I just..."

Before she could finish her words, there was movement at the door and outside the window at the same time.

I saw that Limu's door was kicked open and hit the ground heavily in an instant.

The carved windows were even torn apart, and countless pieces of dust were floating in the air.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi was a little frightened, like a deer, and her eyes began to look back and forth.

Murong Fu looked a little unkind and said coldly: "Who is he?"

He had never seen someone so bold and dared to break in so unscrupulously late at night.

Do you really think that Murong Fu is a soft persimmon who is easy to handle?

Although he didn't know who the other party was, it was enough to annoy him.

If we don't defeat these people today, I'm afraid they won't have any peace of mind in the future.

Under his sharp gaze, two figures walked in slowly.