Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

The team of evil soul masters thirty years ago was still wiped out. Murong Fu calculated that his father didn't even know if he had awakened his martial soul. Thinking of this, he didn't bother to ask more.

The two entered the city. The ten-meter-high city gate was large enough for six knights to walk side by side, but it was closed at this time. Only the auxiliary gates on both sides were opened. There were two rows of fully armed warriors at the door, each with impressive equipment.

Murong Fu looked at the two rows of tall and strong warriors with some envy. These warriors were all 1.9 meters tall! Murong Xiu was over 1.8 meters tall, and Tuoba Yan was less than 1.7 meters tall. The eldest brother Murong Tai was seventeen years old now and was not even taller.

To 1.8 meters. Even if it can grow for another two years, it will probably be about the same as dad, no matter how much more it is, it won't be much more. The upper limit is there!

Therefore, Murong Fu was not very confident about his height. In his previous life, he envied the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Xiao Feng, for his stalwart figure. However, he could not catch up with him in his previous life. In this life, it seems that it is still difficult.

After entering the city, Murong Fu originally wanted to say goodbye to Jiang Wan and go for a walk, but Jiang Wan insisted on holding him back.

"You can't leave!" Jiang Wan said very seriously: "Isn't this your first time here? You have no relatives or friends here! Come to my house, my house is very big, you have to give me a chance to repay

Your life-saving grace!"

"No need, you saved me too!" Murong Fu didn't want to go.

"It's useful!" Jiang Wan said very seriously: "If my parents knew that my savior arrived in Tiandou City but did not come to my home as a guest, they would definitely blame me!"

Murong Fu thought about it and realized that he really had no place to stay in Tiandou City. He was about to agree when he saw Jiang Wan suddenly showing a wicked smile: "Besides, my sister is very beautiful!"

"Sister, if you say that, I really can't go!" Murong Fu shook his head repeatedly after hearing this: "Why do you think I am saving you because you have some ulterior motives?"

"Why are you just thinking about it?" Jiang Wan said teasingly: "With your appearance and strength, Murong, my girl will definitely fall in love with you."

"Count the ball, then I'd better go find a hotel!" Murong Fu shook his head like a rattle.

"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you." Seeing Murong Fu's expression, she knew that Murong Fu didn't like this topic. Jiangwan quickly changed her words: "My girl is already seventeen, and you are still a child compared to her.

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"Really?" Murong Fu was a little suspicious. Along the way, she had discovered that although this sister was an executive warrior of the Wuhun Temple who punished evil soul masters, she was not too old, and she had a wild temper.

Quirky.

"Really, really," Jiang Wan pulled Murong Fu's sleeve: "Let's go, I'll go to the Wuhun Hall to do a quickie and give a brief report. It won't waste much time."

Murong Fu was not very happy, but he couldn't stand Jiang Wan's begging, so it was worth following.

The temple of Wuhun Palace has a column structure and a circular dome. The outside of the building is covered with silver material, which shines in the sunlight.

"Brilliant!" Murong Fu muttered.

Jiangwan arranged for Murong Fu to wait in the prayer hall of the main hall, while she went in to reply and click Mao.

Murong Fu looked around boredly. In fact, he came to the Wuhun Palace often. He used to play in the Wuhun Palace that Uncle Liu's uncle was in charge of. Although the Wuhun Palace in Tanzania City was not as big as the one in Tiandou City.

There are several grades, but the structure is similar.

After a short wait, Jiang Wan met a tall and handsome young man wearing the robe of a deacon of Wuhun Palace.

Just looking at this young man, Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Master!

This young man has a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes are introverted. His figure is as tall as a spear, and there is a sharp aura in his movements. He clearly has a very strong soul power, which is unnatural to the extent of being exposed! Murong Fu's father

Murong Xiu didn't have such a performance, but Tuoba Yan did! In other words, one must have at least level 50 soul power to have such a performance.

And if they reach level seventy, this edge will be restrained. When it comes to Contra or even Titled Douluo, if they don't want to show it, they can even behave like ordinary people!

This young man looks slightly older than Jiang Wan, around thirty, but his soul power has reached level fifty or above.

"No, Dilan. This is what I told you, the benefactor who saved me, Murong Fu!" Jiang Wan led the young man to Murong Fu and introduced with a smile: "Murong, this is my boyfriend, Sa

Dylan!”

Murong Fu was still thinking about how to say hello, but Sadilan had already stepped forward and held Murong Fu's hand. His eyes were slightly red, and his tone was extremely sincere: "Brother Murong, thank you, thank you so much, I can't even imagine it.

If something happens to Wan'er, what should I do...I, thank you, thank you!" After saying this, his voice even trembled slightly.

Murong Fu could feel the sincerity of the other party and the emotional fluctuations of the other party. He shook the other party's hand firmly and said, "Brother Sadilan is so polite. In fact, it was Sister Jiangwan who saved me first!"

"..." Sadilan didn't seem to be good at words. He opened his mouth without saying anything, but just shook Murong Fu's hand equally hard.

"Okay, okay, why are you two grown men holding hands here?" Jiangwan was also a little touched when she saw her boyfriend's performance. But she didn't want the atmosphere to become too emotional, so she laughed and teased.

As soon as these words came out, Sadilan and Murong Fu quickly let go of their hands.

"You!" Sadilan stretched out his finger and lightly poked Jiangwan on the forehead: "You are so young, why are you still talking nonsense?"

"What's wrong?" Jiangwan was unhappy when she heard this and glanced at her eyes: "You think I'm too old? Then you go find a younger one. There are so many little girls in Tiandou Academy..."

"How could I mean this..." Sadiran felt embarrassed all of a sudden, speechless and unable to explain.

"I said you two... how about I go out and wait for a while?" Murong Fu said with a wooden face, indicating that he could no longer eat this wave of dog food.

"Okay, don't make trouble here!" Sadilan looked a little embarrassed: "Wan'er, you pick a place, and I will help you and Brother Murong take care of themselves."

"Instead of going out to eat, go to my house! I miss my parents and little sister too." Jiang Wan shook her head.

"Yeah, that's fine!" Sadilan nodded after hearing this: "I guess my uncle and aunt miss you too. It just so happens that today is the weekend, and Xiao Zhuzhu will be at home too."

After leaving Wuhun Hall, there was already a carriage waiting in front of the door.

The carriage had the mark of Wuhun Palace on it, so it was obviously a bus! What surprised Murong Fu was that the horse pulling the carriage turned out to be a galloping horse, a horse-like soul beast that is good at running long distances. Judging from its size, it seemed to be a hundred years old.

!

This specification is not unusually high!

Murong Fu glanced at the ordinary deacon's robes worn by Sadilan again and had some doubts. Are the deacons in Tiandou City already of such a high standard?

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Then dig a hole. Pig’s feet will not join Wuhun Hall, but there will be a lot of disputes~