Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Old beggar!" Murong Fu let go of Cuinong and said, "I want to find a private room to talk to him alone."

"It's easy, I'll make arrangements for you right now." Xiao Bielie responded and turned around to leave.

Murong Fu teased her, holding the beauty's red lips in his arms, and said, "Wait for me, obediently."

"Well, I'll ask the maid to boil water, and when you come back, I'll give you a good wash." Cuinong said sensibly as she got up from Murong Fu's arms.

Murong Fu laughed "haha" several times, praised Cui Nong and walked out of the room.

Tomorrow is the Beggar Clan Conference. Fortunately, the old guy Hong Riqing is still here.

Otherwise, his reputation will be in vain.

He came to the single room first, and after a while, a skinny old beggar who smelled of alcohol walked in.

"Hey, why is he such a handsome young man? Could it be that Farewell Building was changed into a duck shop?"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, feeling amused: "The old guy has a vicious mouth after living half his life."

"Hey, old beggar, I've been walking around the streets since I was a kid, making up lyrics and composing music, so I just have to do it." The old beggar said proudly.

Murong Fu said bluntly: "Hong Riqing! Don't pretend to be drunk with me, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Hong Riqing's whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and he said: "Mr. Murong, I don't remember anything to do with you, so I need you to go to such trouble to lure me here."

"Haha, as expected, you've known for a long time that I was setting up a trap to seduce you." Murong Fu was not too surprised.

If he can become a nine-bag elder like Hong Qigong, if he is a fool, wouldn't he be insulting Senior Hong?

"Speak directly, what's going on?" Hong Riqing asked.

"The Beggar Clan is in trouble, Huang Rong asked me to look for you." Murong Fu said bluntly.

"The Beggar Clan... is in trouble." Hong Riqing seemed to have heard a big joke and said "Haha": "If you told me that the Beggar Clan is in trouble in another place, I would believe it, but here in Luoyang."

"The chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan, not to mention that Qiao Feng's strength is not inferior to you, but even the many members of the Beggar Clan are not something ordinary people can deal with."

Murong Fu quietly waited for Hong Riqing to finish laughing and said calmly:

"No matter how strong a fortress is, it can collapse from within."

"The Beggar Clan has many people, but with more people there are naturally more disputes, more ideas, and more intersections!"

Hong Riqing's expression changed and he felt bad: "You said there is a traitor among the Beggar Gang and you want to subvert the Beggar Gang?"

"More or less, Ma Dayuan's daughter-in-law Kang Min and the law enforcement elder Bai Shijing worked together. They first killed Ma Dayuan, and then colluded with Yuan people to get rid of Qiao Feng and gain the position of gang leader." Murong Fu told him what he knew.

Hong Riqing's face darkened and he said, "What you said is true. Do you have any evidence?"

"Haha, what I, Murong Fu, said is the evidence!" Murong Fu said domineeringly.

Hong Riqing lowered his head in thought, his eyes swaying from side to side.

suddenly.

A spiritual power emitted from his whole body and he punched Murong Fu.

Murong Fu did not panic and raised his hand to punch.

"Bang!"

Murong Fu's eyes couldn't help but light up. He only punched him once, and he felt like his soul was three inches away from his body.

Hong Riqing was also shocked and couldn't help but mutter: "Why are you so mentally powerful?"

"It turns out that the so-called Drunken Dream Arhat Boxing is a boxing technique that integrates the spirit and body."

"It's somewhat similar to my Great Soul Searcher." Murong Fu said slightly surprised.

Hong Riqing frowned and said, "Have you practiced the Great Soul Searching Hand of Heaven and Earth Destruction?"

"The old beggar knows a lot." Murong Fu praised.

Hong Riqing's face became even more gloomy: "So, you must have absorbed the spiritual power of many fellow martial artists?"

"Not many, just a dozen or so." Murong Fu replied generously.

Hong Riqing was silent for a long time: "The Great Soul Searcher of Heaven and Earth can indeed strengthen himself by absorbing other people's spiritual power."

"But it's also very easy for people to go crazy. It's an extremely vicious technique. I advise you not to make the mistake."

Murong Fu rolled his eyes at Hong Riqing and said, "Old beggar, you should be more concerned about the calamity of your beggar gang. I won't bother you to care."

"The Beggar Gang... will be fine." Hong Riqing said firmly.

Murong Fu saw that he was very sure, so he no longer had any desire to continue the conversation: "In that case, what Huang Rong asked me to convey has been conveyed, so I'll take my leave!"

"Wait!" Seeing Murong Fu was about to leave, Hong Riqing hurriedly called to him.

"What else do you want?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

Hong Riqing's old faces suddenly squeezed together, and his smile turned into a chrysanthemum: "Then will you treat me to some flower wine?"

Murong Fu was speechless: "Your beggar gang is gone, are you still in the mood to drink wine?"

"Hehe, whether you have it or not is fate. The old beggar is not the best in martial arts, so he can't control that much." Hong Riqing said with a proud smile.

Murong Fu also admired Hong Riqing's open-mindedness: "Since you don't care about the life and death of the Beggar Clan, I don't care."

"You can have as much fun as you want tonight."

"Hey, I want two." Hong Riqing said proudly to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu smiled "haha": "I will find seven for you, as long as you don't delay the Beggar Clan meeting tomorrow morning."

"I remember that Mr. Hong Qigong cut off one of his fingers because he delayed things because of his greedy mouth."

"You, if you delay things because of lust, you should know where to chop it."

Hong Riqing suddenly felt that nothing would happen to the beggar gang. "

Murong Fu looked deeply at Hong Riqing and said, "Just wait here, I will make arrangements for you."

"Hehe, don't forget to bring some food and wine to the old beggar." Hong Riqing said with a proud smile.

Murong Fu shook his head, left the room and went out to explain the records to Xiao, and then ignored Hong Riqing.

Instead, he went back to find Cuinong to talk about life and ideals.

In the middle of the night, a bright red flower bloomed on their white sheets.

"Unexpectedly, this is your first time!" Murong Fu looked at the beauty under him and was greatly surprised.

"Um!"

Cuinong shyly buried her head in her chest.

"It's hard for you."

Murong Fu thought for a moment that being able to maintain his integrity in such an environment was definitely not something that ordinary people could do, and he suggested, "Why don't I redeem your life for you?"

"This?" Cuinong was stunned and shook her head: "I don't want to leave the Farewell Building just yet."

Murong Fu couldn't help but frown into the Chinese character Sichuan, and said in a deep voice: "How can I, Murong Fu's woman, stay in a place like this with fireworks!"

"Sir, can you give me a little more time? Just a little more time. I still have some unfinished business."

"After I'm done, I'll go find you and serve you. Do you think that's okay?"