Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The boss was stunned for a moment and said in admiration: "This young master is truly extraordinary, and he can tell you the truth."

"I just want to invite you to come up and take a look at this painting."

A'Zhu asked in confusion: "Why did you invite my young master alone? There can't be any conspiracy, right?"

"No, no." The boss waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "Actually, it's a long story."

"Then you speak slowly, we are not in a hurry anyway." Wang Yuyan said calmly.

The boss thought for a while and sighed: "Let me tell you the truth, there was indeed a god who came to my house back then."

"These words are indeed left by him, but before he left, he once said that my family will be extinct in seven generations."

"The seventh generation?" Murong Fu looked at the boss and said with a smile, "Are you the seventh generation?"

"Yes, I am the seventh generation." The boss nodded.

"Then you are not living well? Are you not dead yet?" A'Zhu asked curiously.

The boss showed a bitter look on his face: "I'm not dead, but my family is really dying."

"How do you say this?" Abi asked.

The boss looked at the three women in embarrassment, then looked at Murong Fu: "Well, I...I can't give birth to a child."

"Haha, why don't you find a doctor to take a look?" Murong Fu deliberately joked.

"After looking at it, it doesn't work either." The boss replied in frustration: "The doctor can't even see what's wrong with him."

Murong Fu said speechlessly: "The doctor can't save you, but you can save you by showing me a painting?"

"Yes, I really had no choice, so I asked Lai Wenjun, and he told me that I just need to find a lucky person and give the painting to him." The boss said.

"Lai Wenjun? What did he say?" Murong Fu still affirmed Lai Buyi's strength.

"Well, he said that this painting is a formation that can collect luck in the world. It's just."

"The luck above is so strong now that our family, all mortals, can no longer bear it."

"Just give it away!" said the boss.

"You, the boss, are really evil-hearted. You want to give such a vicious thing to my young master." A'Zhu and A Bi said angrily and were about to take action.

The boss quickly waved his hand and said: "Goodbye, hello. Lai Wenjun said that only those with great luck can control this painting. Moreover, both sides complement each other, and good things will happen one after another."

"Oh?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up: "Then how did you know that I am a lucky person?"

"Well, Lai Wenjun gave me a stone, saying that it will get hot whenever it feels great luck."

The boss took out a red stone from his sleeve and handed it to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu stretched out his hand to take it, and as expected, there was a burning heat coming from above, and he was shocked.

Dragon spirit!

Yes, he was really up there and felt the dragon's energy.

Although there was only a trace of it, it made him feel very kind.

"As expected of Lai Buyi, he is really trying his best. I will take this painting!"

The boss was overjoyed: "That's great, that's great. Our Wang family can be saved."

"Well, go and get it for me!" Murong Fu said calmly, looking forward to Lai Wenjun even more.

But, when he took over the scroll.

A loud "rumbling" sound was heard throughout the restaurant.

Then, Deng Baichuan's roar came from below:

"Don't be too arrogant in the Qinglong Society. Isn't there no king's law in the world?"

"Qinglonghui?" Murong Fu was stunned, wondering why Deng Baichuan was still fighting with the Qinglonghui.

"Master?" A'Zhu, A Bi and others were also surprised.

Murong Fu shook his head: "You guys wait here, I'll go take a look."

"Cousin, be careful, the Qinglong Society has always been very strange." Wang Yuyan reminded.

"Yes, I understand." Murong Fu didn't say much, turned around and walked away.

In the lobby on the first floor.

Now it was in chaos, and Deng Baichuan led the Shadow Guards to fight with the people of the Qinglong Society.

"Gaga, Deng Baichuan, right? One of the four generals of Nan Murong. I advise you not to interfere in our Qinglong Club's affairs." A man in red robe said.

Deng Baichuan blocked Lai Wenjun behind him and said, "Who are you?"

"I am Chunyu Modi, the head of the six dragons of the Qinglong Society."

"Hmph, no matter you are the Six Dragon Head or Chunyu Modi, I will save Lai Wenjun today." Deng Baichuan said domineeringly.

"Haha, if that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless and killing you." Chunyu Modi laughed ferociously and attacked Deng Baichuan.

Deng Baichuan is also a top-notch master in the world, so he is naturally not afraid of Chunyu Modi.

Fighting with fists and kicks, hundreds of punches were fired in a hundred breaths.

Deng Baichuan used his strength in his palms and slapped it out with a roar.

When Chunyu Modi saw Deng Baichuan swaying, he thought he was exhausted.

He was about to take the opportunity to kill him, but when he raised his hand, he felt an overwhelming force from the other party that suffocated him.

I saw him shouting "No!"

The body was actually in the air, turning in an incredible direction.

He had avoided Deng Baichuan's killing move all his life!

"Haha, awesome, awesome. He is skilled in martial arts and has strong inner strength. He is worthy of being Nan Murong, the most powerful general under his command!" Chunyu Modi praised with a smile.

"Huh, what a wicked way!" Deng Baichuan did not pursue him again.

Because he knew that the person in front of him had strange movements.

Once he loses a move, he will be seriously injured to death. The only solution for now is to wait!

When Murong Fu came down, he slapped the girl in front of him to death.

"Gaga, I don't know what you are insisting on, but you can do it. I'm afraid these little guys under your hands may not be able to do it." Chunyu Modi looked at the several shadow secret guards and smiled evilly.

"Despicable, if you dare to hurt them even a hair, my young master will definitely kill you when he comes down later." Deng Baichuan said fiercely.

Chunyu Modi was stunned and said in surprise: "You said Murong Fu is here too?"

"Haha, yes, I am indeed here." Murong Fu said as he slowly walked down the stairs.

Both sides of the war stopped at the same time and did not dare to move again.

"Murong Fu?" Chunyu Modi subconsciously stepped back.

The shadow of a famous tree.

Murong Fu's recent performance can be described as terrifying.

One person monopolized two great masters, destroyed Sanxian Island, killed 50,000 Japanese troops, and was named the Jiedu Envoy of Pingjiang Prefecture.

No matter which one, taken alone, he couldn't compare to Chunyu Modi.

"That's right." Murong Fu walked up to Deng Baichuan and asked, "What's going on?"

Deng Baichuan explained: "They wanted to arrest Lai Wenjun, but I didn't agree."

"Lai Wenjun is a necessary person for our big leader. I don't think Mr. Murong will interfere with it." Chunyu Modi said.

Murong Fu turned back and glanced at Lai Wenjun. At the same time, the other party also looked at Murong Fu and spoke first:

"The Qinglong Society is very powerful. I think you'd better send me out. Don't cause trouble for yourself."

Murong Fu patted the slovenly Lai Wenjun and said with a smile: "Stay well, I have something to ask you later."