Chapter 124 I gave you a chance but you didnt use it.
Murong Fu's tone was flat, with not much emotion audible, as if he was not confronting a world-class master. The tone of his words was very much like a teacher in school facing a student who was as stupid as an ox and could not teach him no matter how hard he tried.
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At this moment, Jiuyi felt that an invisible big hand was holding his heart. An invisible feeling of fear spread throughout his body, and his dry and thin body shook slightly unconsciously.
Murong Fu looked at the Nine-winged Taoist in front of him with great interest and quietly enjoyed his performance. Yes, it was a performance. With Murong Fu's understanding of the Nine-winged Taoist, even if he exposed his mirror in public
, at best, it would frighten him temporarily. After the high-minded Taoist woke up from the brief shock, he would probably still want to find an opportunity to trick himself. After all, it can make He He
The famous Nan Murong gutter capsizing is a very tempting thing.
If he really cheats on himself, the reputation of Jiuyi Taoist will not only rise, but also become famous all over the world based on the Murong family's century-old reputation. Incidentally, his status in Yipintang will also rise a lot. Why did Murong Fu know?
The answer is very simple. This is human nature. When the temptation is strong enough, any quietness and inaction, Taoism and Taoism are naturally lies. The name and the reins are so neat. I don’t know how many heroes have been stumbled through the ages: How many bodies sink to the bottom of Taihu Lake every year?
Corpse. The successive heads of the Murong family have sent away countless martial arts masters who hoped to step on the Murong family to ascend to the throne. Otherwise, how did the Murong family get its great reputation in the martial arts world? Is it because of the young people's martial ethics? The official certification of the Great Song Dynasty?
What's more, although my colleague's acting skills are good, he has not yet reached the state of returning to his original nature. After the initial fear, although he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide the greed and eagerness deep in his heart.
Since you love acting so much, I will cooperate with you in performing.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Murong Fu's mouth.
Taoist Jiuyi suppressed his inner excitement and pretended to be frightened and angry: "That's nonsense. How can you, a young child like you, know about my gatekeeper?"
Murong Fu smiled noncommittally and sighed inwardly: The acting was quite realistic, and it was obvious that he had carefully polished his acting skills.
"Humph, but you, little kid, do have some eyesight. You know the ways of my Thunder Sect. There are rumors in the world that the Murong family has mastered hundreds of schools of martial arts. It is true."
"That's all, since you are young, I won't care about you. Just go in."
Jiuyi Taoist put away the iron plate in his hand and made a gesture of invitation. It seemed that he wanted to take a step back.
The horse-faced man Ma San was astonished: Why is this evil man so easy to talk to today? Could it be that what Murong Fu said just now was a bluff?
Suddenly, he suddenly thought, how could this unscrupulous Taoist be so easy to talk to? No matter whether Murong Fu was in name only or he lived up to his name, it was extremely tempting to rise to the top based on Nan Murong's reputation. Such a bold act,
How could a Taoist who doesn’t know fear not give it a try?
When he thought of this, he admired the courage of the Nine-winged Taoist. Although he did not think that the martial arts skills of the Nine-winged Taoist could match Murong Fu. To be fair, Murong Fu's brief attack was the only one he had seen in his life.
The person with the highest martial arts skills he has ever seen in his life. However, traveling in the world has never relied on pure martial arts. A child from a famous family who has practiced excellent martial arts since childhood but is not familiar with the world may also fall into the hands of a thief with low martial arts skills.
This is the difference between following rules and not following rules.
Thinking of this, Ma San felt a sense of revenge in his heart. To say that he was forced by Murong Fu to take Duanjinfugu Pills without any resentment in his heart was pure self-deception. He was not that despicable and controlled by others.
, he was not happy. If Nine Wings Taoist could successfully attack and restrain this powerful martial arts Master Murong, it would be a good thing for him.
At worst, I'll beg that old guy from Jiuyi in a low voice later and let him ask for the antidote for Duanjin Fugu Pill. The situation is stronger than that of others. It's better to stay alive. It's not cold.
Thinking of this, Ma San felt like he saw Murong Fu capsized in the sewer and was accidentally captured. He made up his mind to find a way to torture this proud young master Murong.
Hearing that Jiuyi Taoist was willing to give in, Murong Fu showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he looked pleased with himself, as if he was very satisfied with Jiuyi's performance in understanding current affairs.
"You know what I mean."
Murong Fu sneered, ignored everyone, and strode towards the door of the mansion, not caring about the people behind him, as if what was standing behind him was not a person, but a bunch of chickens and dogs.
Ma San seemed to have seen the miserable look of Murong Fu who was seriously injured and defeated, and he couldn't help but evoke a cruel smile. Although Murong Fu's ability to block hidden weapons just now was considered miraculous, Ma San personally
Murong Fu, who had experienced the terrifying impact of Jiuyi Taoist's iron plate, was so confident that he completely exposed his own vest to the opponent. In Ma San's eyes, it was no different than seeking death.
Murong Fu walked swaggeringly, unaware of the coming danger.
The nine wings moved, and the heavy iron plate turned into a streak of black light in his hand. His thin figure was like a sharp arrow in the storm, shooting quickly towards the opponent, aiming directly at Murong Fu's heart. Ecstasy and anger
His face looked particularly distorted at this moment.
Those who are good at attacking move above the nine heavens!
Thunder shakes the sky!
Ma San closed his eyes with some regret: This time it became clear that no matter how powerful you are, you will be useless.
It's a pity that a rare young hero has no brains.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the heavy iron shield hit something. Then there was the sound of something exploding, and the corner of Ma San's mouth twitched, thinking that Jiuyi's attack was really cruel, this kid got hit.
I'm afraid there won't be a few intact bones left in the body this time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But when Ma San opened his eyes, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
There was no blood, no one was injured. The originally magnificent vermilion door was now shattered into countless sawdust. The power of that blow was truly terrifying. As for Jiuyi Taoist, he was being lifted up by a hand around the back of his neck.
Like a skinny mouse caught in a cat's mouth.
Taoist Jiuyi opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound. He really couldn't understand how there could be such a weird and fast movement technique in the world.
He was not stupid. At this moment, he also understood that the other party had actually been on guard against him. It was just how Murong Fu managed to move from front to behind him in an instant, grab his rear sight, and then lift him up.
At this moment, the blood all over his body was cold, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head in the cold winter.
It was not until this moment that he realized that the despairing gap between himself and the other party was not an exaggeration at all.
Everyone was silent except for Murong Fu's slightly helpless voice: "There are always some people who are obviously not very capable but feel better than anyone else and do some stupid things that make people uncomfortable. Such people
What can we rely on to change it?”
"Maybe even death can't change it."
Murong Fu sighed and threw Jiuyi Taoist aside as if throwing away a piece of disgusting garbage.
Until this moment, Jiuyi Taoist felt real fear.
Only then did he realize that if the cynical-looking young man in front of him wanted to kill him, it was really no more difficult than killing a chicken.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it. I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."
Murong Fu's tone was full of helplessness.
"Tell yourself what to do."
Murong Fu put on a warm smile and knelt down to get closer to the Nine-winged Taoist who was paralyzed on the ground and unable to stand, so that he could look directly into his eyes.
"It's a life-changing thing, my lord, it's a life-changing thing."
Taoist Jiuyi was speechless, repeating these words over and over again.
Murong Fu shook his head, as if he was very disappointed with the other party's reaction. Then, he waved his sleeves and robes, and a strong wind hit the Nine-winged Taoist's face heavily. With a "crash" sound, the Nine-winged Taoist's nose bone was suddenly broken.
His whole body flew backwards and hit a rockery not far away. The huge pain caused him to faint and he didn't know what was going on.
Murong Fu took out the small jade bottle from his sleeve, threw it to the stunned Ma San, and ordered like the lowest servant: "I have temporarily disabled this guy's martial arts. He will wake up later.
Finally, feed him one Duanjin Fugu Pill. This old boy’s martial arts skills are higher than yours, but I’ve already told you about his back door. Follow up, I’ll give you the antidote to Duanjin Fugu Pill.
This Nine-winged Taoist will obey your orders. Do you understand?"
Ma San hurriedly took the bottle and knelt down weakly on the ground, unable to think of any resistance. The huge gap made him despair, but when he realized that this way, the once arrogant and domineering Jiuyi Taoist would have to obey orders from now on.
When he was alone, he felt indescribably happy in his heart. He suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being a dog to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu paid attention to the other person's expression, and roughly guessed the other person's psychological activities, and smiled: "There is no benefit in doing things for me. But if you don't do things for me, I have a hundred ways to make you regret coming to this world. In short,
In a word, it's up to you to decide. Now I'm going in, you clean up the mess here, and wait here for me to come out."
"Yes." Ma San responded respectfully, as if he were the most loyal slave in the world.
Seeing Ma San's reaction, Murong Fu showed a smile of satisfaction. If you talk about kindness to this kind of meat, it is just a shame. Only absolute violence can make him fear you from the bottom of his heart, so that he will not be afraid of you.
Dare to have any strange thoughts.
The door had already been destroyed by the blow just now. Murong Fu pushed it lightly, and the remaining door panel collapsed. Murong Fu used his ability to transmit sounds from thousands of miles away and said loudly: "Aunt, Yu Yan. I'm here to see you. You guys?"