"Uh... what's going on?" Chen Jinyuan's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, and he looked for help at Jiumozhi, who was sitting beside him.
"If the young monk had not known your identity earlier, I am afraid that the young monk would have mistaken you for Murong Fu. Haha, you look so much alike!" Jiumozhi shook his head teasingly, turned to Wang Yuyan and said, "Miss Wang,
He is really not Murong Fu."
"What?" Wang Yuyan was startled, and hurriedly let go of Chen Jinyuan's arm, and looked Chen Jinyuan up and down carefully. Her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion. After a long time, she said angrily, "Cousin, stop joking with Yu Yan.
, even if you are angry with Yuyan, there is no need to join forces with this great monk to lie to me!"
"Miss Wang, my name is Chen Jinyuan. I have never met Murong Fu. I really am not Murong Fu!" Chen Jinyuan didn't know what to say. Perhaps he should say he was dumbfounded. It turns out that Murong Fu is the big villain in Tianlong.
Do you have to look like this? Are you born to be a villain?
Wang Yuyan looked at Chen Jinyuan blankly, obviously not believing what Chen Jinyuan said, how could there be people who looked so similar in the world except for brothers.
Wang Yuyan does not know martial arts and cannot sense Chen Jinyuan's martial arts realm, but just now Chen Jinyuan easily took over Jiumozhi's flame knife. With this strength, except for some senior masters, the younger generation in the world can do it.
There are definitely only two people, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu.
I stared at Chen Jinyuan for a long time. Except for the difference in hair style and clothing with Murong Fu, everything else was almost carved from the same mold. However, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were rarely together and away from each other. It was rare to see each other several times a year.
It would not be surprising if Murong Fu changed his hairstyle and clothes. All the above made it extremely difficult for her to believe that the man who called himself Chen Jinyuan was not Murong Fu.
Facing Wang Yuyan's suspicious and tearful gaze, Chen Jinyuan felt helpless. This matter was really a big mistake. Chen Jinyuan himself, a dignified man, had actually become Murong Fu's stand-in. Who was Murong Fu?
That is the most miserable man in Tianlong. Can you compare with him?
"Cousin, did Yu Yan do something wrong? Do you want to torture Yu Yan like this?"
Wang Yuyan looked at Chen Jinyuan blankly, but tears fell from her delicate face. The beauty was crying, and Chen Jinyuan was a little panicked, but he didn't know how to explain it.
"Almsgiver Chen, you are so similar to Murong Fu, even your voices are so similar. Since Miss Wang thinks you are Murong Fu, you might as well admit it. Now that she is implicated by the young monk, she is helpless here.
It's really pitiful. Having you as a 'relative' can save her from being lonely!" Just when Chen Jinyuan was at a loss, Jiumozhi used a secret method to transmit messages.
The tears of a beautiful woman are the most disturbing thing. Chen Jinyuan frowned. He hesitated for a long time and worked up his emotions. Then he smiled softly at Wang Yuyan and said, "Cousin, please stop crying. My cousin is joking with you!"
"cousin!"
Bursting with tears, Wang Yuyan once again plunged into Chen Jinyuan's arms, crying desperately. Chen Jinyuan spread his hands, not knowing where to put them, and looked at each other with Jiumozhi, both of them had a smile on their faces.
It's a wry smile.
At this time, Jiumozhi should have kidnapped Wang Yuyan, and then it was almost time for Duan Yu's lucky boy to appear. Duan Yu had always admired Wang Yuyan, and when he saw Wang Yuyan being kidnapped, he came to rescue him, but both of them were killed.
Abducted, Duan Yu was not seen at this time. It must be that Jiumozhi had just kidnapped Wang Yuyan from Yanziwu and had not met him yet. Chen Jinyuan secretly felt a pity in his heart. Duan Yu was the living sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. If he could be included together
It would be nice to summon him.
"Okay, cousin, please stop crying. My cousin has something to discuss with the master in detail!" Wang Yuyan cried aggrievedly for a while, and then Chen Jinyuan gently patted her swaying shoulders and pulled her away.
Pushed away from the embrace.
"Hmm..." Wang Yuyan groaned, took out a fragrant handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood beside Chen Jinyuan obediently.
Chen Jinyuan buried his head and took a look, and couldn't help but see black lines on his forehead. No wonder women are made of water. His chest was so wet from Wang Yuyan's crying that he might have squeezed out the water.
Seeing Wang Yuyan calm down, Chen Jinyuan felt a little relieved. He walked to the table and sat opposite Jiumozhi. In the position where Wang Yuyan was sitting just now, Wang Yuyan followed Chen Jinyuan step by step, swaying lightly.
Her jade hand was placed on Chen Jinyuan's shoulder, as if she was afraid that Chen Jinyuan would leave her behind.
Jiumozhi shook his head, and without saying any more nonsense, he took out two booklets from his arms and threw them directly on the table.
Chen Jinyuan picked up the two booklets in his hands. One was Jiumozhi's famous stunt "Flame Knife Technique", and the other was Xiaoyao Sect's top internal skill "Xiao Wuxiang Gong".
"Thank you, Master!"
Chen Jinyuan was naturally overjoyed. Needless to say, the flame sword technique could turn the palm of his hand into a blazing flame, invisible sword energy, and was extremely domineering. But this 'Small Phaseless Skill' was exquisite and extraordinary, able to
Simulating the internal power attributes of various sects, Jiumozhi once used the internal power of Xiaowuxiang Gong to simulate the seventy-two extinct objects of Shaolin Temple one by one, which shocked everyone with his skills.
With Wang Yuyan by his side, Chen Jinyuan could not immediately pass on the inheritance. After chatting with Jiumozhi for a while, he stood up and left.
"Uh... you..."
Chen Jinyuan went down the stairs and left the restaurant. He turned around and saw Wang Yuyan following him step by step.
"What's the matter, cousin?" When Wang Yuyan saw Chen Jinyuan turning around, she suddenly felt a little confused. Could it be that her cousin had something else to do? In her opinion, it was only natural for her to follow 'Murong Fu'.
"You...why are you following me?" Although he knew he shouldn't ask this, Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but ask.
"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan heard this and thought that Chen Jinyuan was going to leave him, so her voice suddenly became tearful, "Wherever you go, Yuyan will follow you!"
"Dizzy!" Chen Jinyuan slapped his forehead and was completely speechless. He cursed Murong Fu secretly in his heart. It's not good for him to look like anyone, but he has to look like himself. And the one who deserves the most scolding should be Jiumozhi. What bad idea did he come up with?
Although his original intention was good, he pretended to be Murong Fu and deceived Wang Yuyan, but he became entangled like brown candy and could not be shaken off.
"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan tugged on Chen Jinyuan's clothes and called out softly, heartbreakingly, "Cousin, we haven't seen each other for a long time, just let Yuyan follow you, Yuyan doesn't want to go back to the villa!
"
Wang Yuyan didn't know that she was now in Chen Jinyuan's ancient martial arts space. She thought that Chen Jinyuan didn't let her follow because he wanted her to go back to Mandala Villa. Her whole heart was placed on Murong Fu, but Murong
Fu Que only focused on his dream of restoring the country. He traveled here and there all day long, and it was rare to get together with her. Now that he finally met her, she didn't want to leave just like that.
