It was rare for everyone in the hall to see such a wonderful battle. Although it could not be called a shocking battle, it was enough to leave people wanting more. At this time, seeing that the two sides seemed to shake hands and make peace, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so they had to sit back in silence.
Everyone is in their original position, doing their own thing.
Of course, there are many people who are still whispering about the identities of Murong Fu and Xuan Ming. As for the battle just now, no one dares to mention it. After all, if one of them is upset, there is no way to retaliate privately.
"Brother, what you said is wrong. When traveling in the world, the most important thing is to make friends. If you want to make friends who love each other, how can you do such a childlike manner!" Murong Fu advised earnestly, holding on his hand
But he showed no intention of letting go.
"This..." Zhao Min's internal energy suddenly shook, and his shoulders shook strangely twice. He wanted to escape quietly, but this clever way of releasing his energy had no effect at all under Murong Fu's hands.
No.
Just like that, Zhao Min was forced to sit down at the table by Murong Fu. The waiter had already brought a large jar of shochu.
Smelling the faint, faint fragrance on Zhao Min's body, Murong Fu became drunk and unknowingly hugged her tighter.
Zhao Min's heart moved, and she suddenly looked at him with extremely surprised and disgusted eyes, and said in great surprise: "You don't have some... some kind of Longyang addiction, do you?"
I don't know whether she meant it or not, but she spoke in a loud voice. Everyone in the hall heard it clearly. For a moment, they all looked at Murong Fu very strangely. There was even a look of surprise on many people's faces.
No wonder they shook hands and made peace so easily. It turned out that they had fallen in love with that extremely handsome young master...
Murong Fu's arm around Zhao Min stiffened slightly, and a greenish-red color flashed across his face. Of course, this was not a big shift in the world, but Zhao Min was angry, "You little vixen, even if you don't do it again today,
As cunning as a fox, I will make you suffer a big loss!"
Murong Fu cursed in his heart, but his face returned to normal, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Xian, you are too worried. Look at the lovely wives and beautiful maids beside me, brother Yu. None of them are the beauty of heaven and country. How can brother Yu have anything?"
Weird hobby, besides..."
As he spoke, Murong Fu deliberately stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Min's shoulders, arms and other places, "Brother Xian, although you are handsome, your body is too weak. I'm afraid no one will want you if you become a rabbit."
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Zhao Min was stunned at first, and then the anger in his eyes almost burst out, but thinking of this special situation at this time, he swallowed his anger abruptly, with no expression on his face.
She was on the verge of tears. She was walking around in men's clothing. How could anyone dare to hook up with him like this? Before he got even a few feet away from her, he was dismissed by Xuan Ming and the others. What's more, she didn't have any martial arts skills.
He was weak, and it would be difficult for even the younger generation to get close to him. Who would have thought that he would meet someone as skilled in martial arts as Murong Fu, yet unreasonable, and even very thick-skinned.
Seeing Zhao Min being coerced in this way, Hebiweng wanted to step forward to rescue him, but the Luzhangke next to him gently pulled his sleeves and shook his head slightly, indicating to wait and see what happened. Hebiweng had no choice but to give up. As for Kutoutuo
She was even more happy, but she just hoped that this "young leader" wouldn't go too far.
"Come, dear brother, have a drink first!" Murong Fu placed a large porcelain bowl in front of Zhao Min, and then made a gesture of invitation with his right hand. The wine in the wine jar flew out automatically, like a mini waterfall.
Flow into the porcelain bowl.
His internal power control was obviously much better than when he had a drinking fight with Dongfang Bubai in the restaurant. Everyone in the hall also applauded and was filled with admiration.
The two elders, Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming, looked at each other with a look of deep surprise.
Zhao Min was not in the mood to appreciate such magical martial arts, and his expression became increasingly cold, as if he had changed. "Mr. Murong, if you have anything to say, you can speak frankly. I'm really not used to being so close to a stranger. Could you please
Let me go, or else don't blame me for being rude!" The voice was a little colder and a little less crisp.
With her wit, she could see that Murong Fu's behavior was obviously intentional, but she didn't know if the other party had seen through her daughter's body.
As soon as these words were spoken, eight burly men including the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were already standing behind the two of them, looking at Murong Fu with a stern look. Even the two elders Xuan Ming also approached the two of them.
Seeing that something was wrong, the two Tingfeng girls swayed, and two faint green shadows passed through the crowd, and Yingying stood behind Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not intend to let her go, and laughed: "Brother Xian, what do you mean by these subordinates, do you want to have wine at the same table with us?
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Before Zhao Min could say anything, Murong Fu said pointedly: "But even if these people come together, I'm afraid they won't be able to drink from Brother Yu. I think Brother Xian should just drink a few drinks with me!"
He didn't look like a man who met a close friend and enthusiastically tried to persuade her to drink. Instead, he looked like a rich man who robbed a girl on the street.
Zhao Min's expression changed for a while, he weighed it in his mind, and finally sighed secretly, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's have a few drinks with Brother Murong!"
Murong Fu repeated his old trick and poured himself a bowl of wine, "Do it!"
The two of them raised their bowls, touched them lightly, and drank them all in one gulp.
What surprised Murong Fu was that after Zhao Min drank a large bowl of wine, his face showed no abnormality at all, as if nothing had happened. After thinking for a moment, Murong Fu realized that Zhao Min was a Mongolian. After drinking,
Come on, ordinary men from the Central Plains are probably not as good as her.
However, Murong Fu, who had the Six Meridians Divine Sword, was certainly not one of the ordinary ones. After burning a stick of incense, the two of them had already drank four or five bowls of wine. During this period, Zhao Min intentionally or unintentionally asked about the origin of Murong Fu's martial arts and where his master was.
Masters and others.
Murong Fu once said: family origins!
Hearing such a perfunctory answer, Zhao Min felt his teeth itch with hatred, but he had no choice but to say bluntly: "I noticed that the martial arts Brother Murong used just now has a great mind-shifting technique of the universe. I don't know if it is from the Ming sect."
A magical skill!"
At this time, people were coming and going in the hall again, and noises were everywhere. No one heard it except a few subordinates nearby.
Xuan Ming and Ku Toutuo had different expressions on their faces, so they listened carefully.
"The great shift of the world, uh..." Murong Fu's face turned slightly red, and he looked like he was not drunk, but his arm was still around Zhao Min's shoulders, "It is indeed the Ming Cult's magical power to suppress the religion!"
"Where did you learn this from?" Zhao Min asked impatiently, and even Murong Fu had no time to notice that he was leaning against her.
"Are you stupid? The Mingjiao's magic power of suppressing the religion is naturally derived from the Mingjiao!" Murong Fu looked at her in surprise.
"So, you are also a member of the Ming Cult?" Zhao Min's voice was flat and there was no emotion at all.
Murong Fu shook his head violently, "No! It's really not!"
A strange color flashed across Zhao Min's eyes, and he suddenly smiled, "Haha, it doesn't matter whether it is or not, come on, let's continue drinking!" After saying that, he reached out to lift the wine jar and poured a bowl for Murong Fu.
In the blink of an eye, another three or four bowls of wine were poured down. The difference from just now was that this time only Murong Fu was drinking alone. Zhao Min just kept pouring wine and urging him to drink. Seeing that Murong Fu was in a daze after drinking and seemed to be completely drunk, Zhao Min
Minhu's face turned cold, and he put his elbow on his chest and knocked him to the ground.
"Young master!" Ting Feng and Chui Xue were shocked, so they stepped forward to help him.
But Zhao Min was well prepared. He took a step forward and stood in front of the two women. Then he turned to his subordinates and said, "Young Master Murong is drunk. Why don't you help him to rest in the mansion!"
The two elders Xuan Ming reacted immediately, looked happy, and were about to step forward, but Kutoutuo took the lead and picked up Murong Fu. However, they did not doubt him. After all, Kutoutuo had always been very enthusiastic about the princess's affairs.
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"What do you want to do?" Tingfeng also noticed something was wrong, and asked in a sweet voice. With a sword in his hand, he said "swipe", and then drew his sword and stabbed Kudutuo, with Chuixue following closely behind.
But a gray shadow flashed in front of him, and two more people appeared. They were the two elders Xuan Ming. Luzhangke glanced at the two women with his obscene eyes, smiled, and turned the deer-headed staff in his hand in the air, then lifted Tingfeng's sword.
The block opened, and Hebi Weng stopped Chui Xue.
"You two girls, don't be anxious. I met Brother Murong late and drank too much. Why don't you two go with him to my house to rest for half a day and sober up!" Zhao Min's cold voice came over.
"Bah, you are obviously not well-intentioned. Put down my young master quickly, otherwise you will have to walk around without food!" Tingfeng spat and retorted unceremoniously.
Zhao Min remained silent. The two elders Xuan Ming slowly walked towards the two girls Ting Feng. Even the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were ready to make a move. As long as Zhao Min gave the order, they would immediately take action and shoot the two girls to death with random arrows.
Tingfeng changed from the weird temperament of the elf in the past, and his expression gradually became colder. The sword glow on the long sword was hesitant, and Chui Xue said nothing. He stared at Kutoutuo who was holding Murong Fu, and he actually saw him.
My vest felt chilly.
The two Tingfeng girls who were about to take action suddenly paused, looked at each other, dissipated their energy, turned around and walked towards the door.
"Since my master has invited you two to come to the house, you have to go even if you don't want to!" Luzhangke felt anxious, raised his body skills, and jumped in front of the two girls Tingfeng.
"Really, let's give it a try over there!" Tingfeng sneered, holding hands with Chui Xue, Ting Feng used his left palm, and Chui Xue used his right palm, swiping left and right with both palms at the same time, and struck at Luzhangke at the same time.
Suddenly, an overwhelming force of palms pressed towards Luzhangke.
Luzhangke felt his breathing was stagnant, and immediately turned pale with fright. Even his figure slowed down, and he was about to be hit by the two women. Suddenly, a force came from the side and pulled him over. It was Hebiweng.
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"Huh, you're lucky this time!" Tingfeng snorted, and then the two women disappeared on the spot.