After a while, a slender figure jumped into the hall. Although it was petite, it was exquisite and graceful. It had a delicate face that was red and looked extremely excited. Who else could it be if it wasn't Shuang'er?
As soon as Shuang'er entered the living room, he subconsciously wanted to throw himself into Murong Fu's arms and take a deep breath of the breath that he had missed for a long time. Suddenly he noticed that there was a kind-hearted old man sitting in the living room. He immediately stopped and bowed.
, "Senior Mu."
Her little face became a little rosier.
Facing such an elf-like cute girl, Taoist Mu Sang rarely showed a kind smile, "You don't have to be polite, little girl."
Before Shuang'er could speak, a soft inner force suddenly wrapped around her body, and then pulled her over, falling directly into a warm embrace. Shuang'er was so embarrassed that she struggled quickly, "Mr., please don't do this, don't...
Senior Mu is still here."
Murong Fu didn't go too far, he quickly let go of her, but still held her little hand, "Why did Shuang'er come back so soon? Have you finished everything?"
Shuang'er shrank her hand and didn't pull away, so she shyly let him hold her. However, upon hearing his question, she immediately became excited again, "Ms. sir, I already have some clues about what you asked me to do, but...
When I come back this time, I have another good news to bring you."
"What good news?" Murong Fu was stunned, a little surprised.
"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir..." Shuang'er first stood up and bowed. When Murong Fu thought she was going to say something, he suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "Shuang'er has brought you someone."
What kind of good news is this? Murong Fu rolled his eyes at the little girl. He didn't expect that Shuang'er, who had always been honest and kind, would betray his feelings. However, since Taoist Mu Sang was here, it was really not suitable for him to talk about confidential matters. He immediately asked, "Who is it?"
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Shuang'er leaned into his ear and whispered a name.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, "What about her?"
Shuang'er hesitated for a moment, "People from the Golden Snake Camp blocked us outside."
Murong Fu suddenly understood and glared at Taoist Mu Sang angrily. Shuang'er was honest. If it were other people in his yard, he wouldn't give Jin Snake Camp much face.
Taoist Mu Sang was not afraid, but praised, "The little girl is still sensible."
Then he handed the whisk out in his hand and said, "Little girl, if you are tired, you can go out again and take the old whisk out, and then you can bring people in."
"Thank you, old man." Shuang'er thanked him, took the whisk and looked at Murong Fu again. Murong Fu nodded, "Go and come back quickly."
Shuang'er said "yes" and disappeared into the hall in a flash.
Taoist Mu Sang felt it for a moment, and couldn't help showing a look of shock, "What a quick movement. He has such skill at such a young age. The old Taoist has to say, 'Shame on'."
"Haha, the Taoist priest has given me the award. Shuang'er is a good young talent in his own right, and he is diligent in practicing. It is not surprising that he has such skill, but it makes the Taoist priest laugh." Murong Fu chuckled lightly, with a bit of pride on his face.
Zhong said very humbly.
Taoist Mu Sang couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this. One of them is like this, but the two of them are like this too? Not to mention the unfathomable Yanziwu, the people in the small courtyard in front of them all have unique skills, and their martial arts are at least as good as the world at that time.
Among the best, the key is that they are all still so young!
Sometimes he even wonders if the Murong family has some magical elixir that can quickly increase their martial arts. Why are all of them so young, yet their martial arts are deeper than those of famous martial arts veterans who have practiced martial arts for many years? When will it be possible to take shortcuts in martial arts training?
If Murong Fu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely burst into laughter. There is no elixir, but there are some wonderful methods, but this is not the main reason. No matter Shuang'er, Meilanzhuju, or the masters at Yanziwu
, every one of them was originally a person with excellent foundation and qualifications, but he just relied on deceit and deception to gather these people together.
In other words, even without him Murong Fu, what should shine will shine sooner or later.
Of course, he is not without any merit. For example, Murong Xue, the Four Swordsmen of Xingyue Fengxue, and some masters of Crystal Palace and Blood Shadow Palace, these orphans who should have died early in the war, were all changed because of him.
Destiny, and has a world-shaking martial arts.
Going off topic, Taoist Mu Sang was too lazy to find out how the Murong family practiced Kung Fu. He was only concerned about one issue now, and that was whether Murong Fu was willing to stay and share the hardships with the Golden Snake Camp. However, Murong Fu was still reluctant to do so.
To express his stance, he simply asked bluntly, "Mr. Murong, after thinking about it for so long, there is still no result?"
Murong Fu said vaguely, "Taoist priest, don't be impatient. You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. Opportunities are always reserved for those who wait. Believe me, if you wait patiently..."
Taoist Mu Sang sighed feebly and was speechless.
Not long after, there was finally movement outside the hall. One of them smelled very familiar, it was Shuang'er. The other person also had light steps. It was not difficult to tell that she was a woman, but her breath was a bit unfamiliar. Even Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little strange.
I'm very confused, I feel like I've seen him before, but I can't remember who it is.
Fortunately, this doubt was fleeting, and soon he knew who it was, and saw a tall figure walking into the hall, with an oval face, a small nose, and a pair of bright, watery eyes that seemed to know how to speak.
Speaking, she can be called a moon-shy flower, so delicate and beautiful that she cannot be compared to anything else.
The visitor turned out to be Fang Yi, whom he had forgotten for a long time and had no sense of presence.
"It's you!" Murong Fu had a look of surprise on his face, but it soon turned into surprise. He quickly stood up and stepped forward, grabbing her little hand, "Yier, long time no see, I miss you so much.
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Fang Yi was also excited, her body trembled slightly, her nose was sore, and tears rolled in her eyes, "Husband... Young Master, Yi'er misses you too."
Their eyes met, as if they were about to embrace each other passionately and do something "insulting to politeness". Suddenly, the two children tugged at the corners of Fang Yi's clothes and pouted angrily to one side.
Fang Yi turned around and saw that there was an old Taoist sitting in the hall. She was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and burrow down immediately.
Murong Fu was thick-skinned and smiled nonchalantly, "Yi'er, leave him alone."
Then he went to kiss that rosy little mouth.
Fang Yi was a woman with a very good reputation, so she was not willing to let him be frivolous in public. She turned her head and hid, and hurriedly took out her hand and saluted Taoist Mu Sang, "This is Mu Sang."
Senior, my little girl Fang Yi, I have met my senior and listened to my master’s words. Senior Mu has excellent martial arts and profound Taoism. Today, I can see the beauty. This little girl is lucky for the rest of her life.”
It's true that he has excellent martial arts skills, but not necessarily Taoism and so on, but who doesn't like to hear good words? Taoist Mu Sang immediately showed a smile and said kindly, "Girl, please get up quickly, I can't afford such a big gift, by the way.
I don’t know who the commander is?”
Fang Yi replied, "I don't say my father's name. My family's surname is Liu, who is called 'Iron-backed Canglong' by people in the world."
"It turns out he is the disciple of Liu Dahong, the iron-backed blue dragon." Taoist Mu Sang suddenly realized, and then he remembered that Liu Dahong had died at the hands of Japanese assassins a few days ago. His expression quickly dimmed and he said nothing more.
Fang Yi was a little strange. There was nothing wrong with his words and deeds, so why did he seem to make this old senior unhappy?
However, Murong Fu understood something and quickly changed the subject, "Yier, if you are not assisting Su Quan on the island, why did you come to me? Did something happen on the island?"
"Everything is fine on the island," Fang Yi then remembered something and quickly took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over, "Master, you will know after reading it."
"Letter from Su Quan?" Murong Fu took the envelope in confusion, opened it and saw that the handwriting was not from Su Quan, but a very unfamiliar handwriting, but this was not the point, he quickly browsed it.
The letter was very long, with more than ten pages. Murong Fu glanced at it and read two or three pages roughly. His expression changed from confusion to excitement, and finally he laughed loudly, and his true energy naturally overflowed.
The shock caused pain to the eardrums of everyone in the hall.
Seeing this, Taoist Mu Sang couldn't help but be very curious. What good thing could make this fox become so happy?
What surprised him even more was that after Murong Fu stopped laughing, he collected the letter and immediately said to him, "Taoist Master, I agree to what I just talked about. I can fully support the Golden Snake Camp, and also
There is Qingqing, but I have a condition."
Taoist Mu Sang seemed a little unable to keep up with his rhythm, and was still a little confused. He subconsciously asked, "What...what conditions?"
Murong Fu replied, "I must participate in the treatment of those insiders."
Taoist Mu Sang was startled and opened his mouth to speak, but Murong Fu waved his hand, "Don't worry, I will not harm their lives, nor will I threaten them with the lives of their family members. At most, I will only make them suffer a little.
In addition, there will be some restrictions on their movements for the next period of time. When this happens, I will return their freedom and provide them with certain compensation."
Taoist Mu Sang thought carefully after hearing the words, and nodded slowly after a long while, "If the young master can really do this, I have no objection, but there is another problem here, just the people of the Golden Snake Camp, they are all for the sake of righteousness, I believe
They can't say anything wrong, but don't forget, the person who saw Chengzhi's body last night was the leader of the Tiandihui Hu, how do you plan to deal with this person?"
As soon as the words came out, they felt something was wrong, but it was already too late. When Shuang'er and Fang Yi heard the words "Chengzhi's corpse", they were both startled and said in unison, "What, King Yuan... he is dead?
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Fortunately, Fang Yi was able to maintain a little composure, but Shuang'er was not. She had always admired these great heroes. When she heard the news, she was inevitably shocked and shocked.
Murong Fu glared at the old man covertly and waved his hands to the two girls, "I'll talk to you in detail about this later. Shuang'er and Yi'er are tired from traveling and traveling. You can send her to the backyard to rest first. I'll come find you later."
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Shuang'er hesitated to speak, but finally nodded obediently and left the living room with Fang Yi.
As for Mei Jian, who has been silent in the hall, she is an insider, so it is not important for her to listen. In fact, Shuang'er and Fang Yi are both Murong Fu's confidants, but the less one person knows about this kind of thing, the better.
Safety, just like Taoist Mu Sang, he was the one who knew best about keeping secrets, but he still let the news slip unknowingly.