Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

The three bid farewell to the boatman, and Ding Dian took them to the best hotel in Hankou City.

"Chrysanthemum Hotel?"

Murong Fu looked up and was speechless.

"Yes, eldest brother, this is the best hotel in Hankou. It was built by the chairman of the Chrysanthemum Association. It is specially designed to accommodate the friends who come to the Chrysanthemum Conference." Ding Dian explained.

Murong Fu shook his head, he was not interested in attending any flower viewing conference with Ding Dian: "When Mr. Mei is well, I will rush to Jingzhou."

"Brother, what do you have in Jingzhou? Why are you always in a hurry?" Ding Dian asked in confusion.

Mentioning Jingzhou, Mei Niansheng stood aside, still showing a faint puzzlement. Previously, before he passed on Ding Dian Liancheng Jue, Murong Fu confessed that he knew the secret of Liancheng Jue.

He didn't believe it at first, but when Murong Fu mentioned Tianning Temple, he realized how terrifying the Murong Clan really was!

"The Buddha said that you can't say it." Murong Fu smiled and stopped talking to Ding Dian.

Ding Dian didn't bother, he settled down in a room, and in order to take care of Mei Niansheng, he asked for two rooms.

"Brother, have you noticed that the second shop assistant looked at the master in a strange way?"

"He seems to be confirming the appearance of Hero Mei repeatedly." Murong Fu agreed.

"If the old man guessed correctly, the news of my injury should have already spread. Presumably, many enemies will come to the door." Mei Niansheng worried.

"Master, don't worry, no enemy is an opponent if you have a big brother." Ding Dian looked indifferent. In his heart, Murong Fu was the number one in the world, and it was the kind of whoever would destroy him.

Mei Niansheng looked at Murong Fu and said, "Old man, the other enemies are quite easy to say, only the blood knife ancestor is the most difficult to deal with. He has already mastered the blood knife scriptures to the point where he is about to complete his cultivation. If you fight, you must remember to be careful."

"Mr. Mei, I don't know how far you have practiced the Divine Illumination Sutra?" Murong Fu has always been curious, Mei Niansheng possesses two great martial arts, why, to defeat a blood knife ancestor, he still needs to exhaust his internal strength.

"Similar to the ancestor of the blood knife."

Mei Niansheng didn't hide it, and said: "The Blood Sword Classic is extremely evil, the sword technique is weird, and it can make people crazy. When I fought against him, I was worried that killing him would cause the Blood Sword Sect to retaliate against the people. too much."

"So it is." Murong Fu suddenly realized.

Ding Dian worried: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Don't be afraid, the ancestor of the blood knife was just defeated by Mr. Mei, and he was seriously injured, and it won't heal for a while." Murong Fu said indifferently.

"The ancestor of the blood knife has three apprentices, and he is also a first-class master in the arena." Mei Niansheng reminded.

Murong Fu said seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Mei, I know."

Blood Sword Gate, in the practice room.

The ancestor of the blood knife is practicing the blood knife scripture in a strange posture. The voice of his apprentice Shengdi came from outside the door: "Ancestor, we have already inquired about Mei Niansheng's whereabouts."

The ancestor of the blood knife slowly recovered his inner strength, walked out of the door, and asked, "Mei Niansheng, that immortal thing, is really injured?"

"Back, Old Ancestor, according to the reports of the following disciples, he was poisoned by his three disciples. If it weren't for his deep inner strength, I'm afraid he would have died." Shengdi said frankly.

After a few breaths of silence, the ancestor of the blood knife burst into laughter: "Go on, everyone will follow me to Hankou. I personally killed this old guy to avenge the injury to me that day!"

Shengdi showed a trace of entanglement and said, "Ancestor, I heard that Murong Fu is with Mei Niansheng."

The blood knife ancestor frowned, and said gloomily: "The Murong family is indeed very difficult to deal with, but I have the blood knife scripture and do not fear him, if you dare to stop me, I will kill him together. ."

"Ancestor is invincible!"

Seeing this, Shengdi did not dare to say more, and said loudly with strange gestures.

"Well said, I am invincible, let's go!" The ancestor of the blood knife walked out with a big smile.

Five days later, the chrysanthemum festival.

The ten-mile pavilion is full of golden chrysanthemums, and people from all walks of life come here.

The aroma is tangy and refreshing.

"Brother, how's it going? I said this chrysanthemum event is not bad." Ding Dian continued on in Murong Fu as if he was asking for credit.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly and said, "It's such a beautiful time, but you're a big man beside you. It's very boring."

"This…"

Ding Dian looked left and right, and was about to introduce Murong Fu when a servant came to his side and said, "Young Master Ding, the president knows you are here and would like to invite you to talk."

Ding Dian was overjoyed and said, "President Chrysanthemum? I haven't seen his old man for a long time. Will eldest brother come with you?"

"No, you can do your job, I'll go back after a while." Murong Fu shook his head and refused.

"Ok!"

Ding Dian knew that Murong Fu didn't like socializing, so he didn't force him to leave with the servant.

Murong Fu smiled lightly, his own brother was good everywhere, but he liked to talk too much and was very noisy.

"Hee hee? Why is my little brother here to enjoy the flowers alone?" A woman with light makeup and glossy lips like a fairy in the world suddenly jumped to Murong Fu's side and asked with a smile.

Murong Fu was taken aback by the little girl and looked at each other up and down. It was found that in addition to her extremely beautiful appearance, she was also naked with a pair of small feet.

Can't help but wonder: "It's such a cold day, don't you freeze your feet?"

"It's not cold, I don't believe you touch it." The little girl raised her leg and handed it to Murong Fu.

The beautiful legs like white jade attracted people's hearts. At this moment, Murong Fu felt a surge of spiritual power, and countless happy images with the previous woman appeared in his mind.

Immediately cast the soul-moving technique, smashing it in an instant.

"Huh? Little brother, have you also cultivated your spiritual power?" The little girl couldn't help but be a little surprised when Murong Fu's eyes became clear instantly.

Murong Fu grabbed the opponent's jade ankle and asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, please be gentle, the feet of the people you catch hurt so much." The little girl showed a playful look, and her charming voice made her bones numb.

Murong Fu quickly concentrated his will and punched out.

The little girl raised her foot and kicked Murong Fu's fist, took advantage of her strength, and flew in a circle like a butterfly in the air.

He said angrily: "Little brother, you are so fierce, you almost broke people."

"Tianmoyin? Tianmowu? Are you a descendant of the Yingui School?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up, recognizing the other party's origin, and hesitantly asked.

"As expected of Mrs. Murong, with just one word, he recognized my heels and feet with just one action. It's amazing, it's amazing." The little girl applauded, showing a playful smile.

Murong Fu laughed instead of being angry, and said softly, "Not only can I recognize you from the Yingui School, but I also know your name."

"My name? Impossible, although the Murong Clan is very strong, I'm not strong enough to know. I rarely walk in the Central Plains, and you have no chance to know." The little girl disdainfully said.

Murong Fu laughed a few times, pretending to be mysterious: "Haha, you are walking in the Central Plains, but you can't stop my source of information, am I right, Miss Wei!"