Previously, everyone's eyes were focused on Doctor Xue and the beautiful woman in red who was suspected to be the mistress of the Murong family. Although some people also noticed Abi, but on such a big occasion, no one would pay too much attention to a silent girl.
, just think of her as a female member of the Murong family.
How could they have guessed that, with their elegant demeanor, A'Zhu and A'Bi were actually just maids serving Murong Fu? If they had found out, they would have sighed in their hearts for a long time.
Being retorted by a little girl, not to mention that the other party was a female family member of his enemy, Cui Baiquan subconsciously wanted to curse. But when he looked closely, the person speaking was a girl who looked like a hibiscus in clear water. Her pretty face was as white as a newly peeled water chestnut.
, clear but not greasy, with two water-cut eyes carrying a smile that makes people feel calm.
Cui Baiquan originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to get angry, but under the gaze of those eyes, he felt the breeze blowing on his face, and his anger calmed down by half.
So he suppressed his anger and said patiently: "May I ask what I call this little lady?"
Abi and A'Zhu looked at each other and smiled: "Sister A'Zhu and I are both maids who serve Mr. Murong with tea and inkstones. We cannot afford to be called "little lady" or "big lady" by the old gentleman. My name is Abi, and this is
My sister A'Zhu."
As soon as Abi said this, everyone in the hall was puzzled: This whole-body majesty was actually just two little maids from the Murong family!
So what kind of person is Mr. Murong himself? It's strange that he doesn't even come forward in person for important matters such as recruiting Divine Doctor Xue. I guess in people's minds, such trivial matters can be handled by a few maids in charge.
Thinking about it, according to what Elder Wu of the Beggar Clan just said, even Ding Chunqiu made all the timid old devils flee in the hands of Master Murong. This kind of thing here is really not a big deal.
Abi bowed and said to Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi: "This uncle, and that young knight. There is no way that my young master killed the head of your family.
Because a few months ago, my son-in-law was at Tianlong Temple in Dali. At that time, sister A'Zhu, Brother Bao, and Brother Feng and I were with him. All the eminent monks at Tianlong Temple can testify to this matter.
A little investigation will tell you that Abi didn't lie to you."
Abi's crisp voice was like a clear spring on a stone, and she spoke eloquently. The heroes present nodded their heads, secretly admiring the courage of this little girl. Not to mention women, even ordinary people who have never seen big scenes, in the
On such occasions, it is inevitable to get excited and behave in a panic, so how can you be as calm and calm as this little girl?
When Cui Baiquan heard these words, his face was as bright as gold. He originally thought that in front of the heroes of the world, even if he couldn't get revenge, he could still make the Murong family feel miserable. But now it seems that even his enemies have made a mistake.
Okay, this is really embarrassing to grandma's house.
He glanced at Guo Yanzhi, who also had an ugly expression. However, as his nephew, Guo Yanzhi reacted much faster than him at this time: "Based on the one-sided words of a little girl like you, do you think we have to travel thousands of miles away?"
A trip to Dali? My master obviously died at the hands of the Murong family. If Murong Fu dares to do something he doesn’t deserve, don’t blame me for causing a scene today!"
He was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, and because he was heartbroken that his master had died in vain, his words suddenly lost importance.
Everyone in the hall heard Yanzhi's arrogance and started talking about it.
Doctor Xue angrily scolded: "With your three-legged cat skills, are you worthy of fighting against my Master Murong?"
The eight friends of Hangu also looked at each other angrily. They had a big disagreement and the two sides started to fight.
Guo Yanzhi refused to give up and continued to grab the lead: "What is Mr. Murong? I think he is a cowardly person who dares to act but does not take responsibility, hides his head and shows his tail, and hides himself behind the scenes!"
"How presumptuous! Don't insult Uncle Master!"
The eight friends couldn't bear it any longer. Among them, Fan Bailing had the most violent temper. He picked up the chessboard and took the lead, killing Cui Baiquan and the other two. Guo Yanzhi also took out his soft gem whip from his waist and prepared to engage the enemy.
Just when everyone in the hall was about to witness a firefight, a "clang" sound from the piano broke through the haze like a sharp blade, and then a series of notes sounded.
The people in the hall who were talking about each other suddenly stopped talking. Everyone's face turned pale instantly, and blood surged in their bodies. What was even worse was that the weaker one stumbled and almost fell from his seat.
Only a few people with first-class martial arts skills can remain unaffected by the sound of the piano. After listening carefully, you will know that the song "Guangling San" is being played, and the person playing it is the iron-clad man.
Qin, the white-haired old man who has not spoken since just now.
After Kang Guangling played a song, everyone present was staggering around and in a state of confusion. Only a few people remained unmoving.
He stood up and looked at everyone with a smile. Everyone looked at him with fear in their eyes.
Kang Guangling put away the iron harp and smiled slightly: "Everyone, the weather is hot. The old man showed his ugliness to relieve the heat and make you laugh."
This magical skill was revealed, and no one dared to neglect him. Although they knew that this person was trying to establish his authority, how could they dare to have a bad temper? So they all stood up and returned the favor, flattering and flattering everyone.
From the beginning to the end, Xuan Nan and other Shaolin monks sat in the corner without speaking. When Kang Guangling played just now, Xuan Nan and the six nephews of the Hui generation remained motionless, but they both saw shock in their eyes.
Color. Even Xuannan's face was slightly moved.
Kang Guangling walked up to A'Zhu A'bi and stretched out his palms to touch the backs of the two Shu's hearts. As two strands of internal energy entered their meridians, most of the discomfort they had felt due to the sound of the piano disappeared.
A'Zhu (Abi): "Thank you very much, Mr. (Master)".
Divine Doctor Xue cast an admiring look at the elder brother and said loudly: "Master Murong's martial arts is still ten times more than that of the old gentleman just now. Young Master Murong, and Brother Cui, do you think that with his strength?
With Mr. Murong’s martial arts skills, if he really killed the leader of the noble sect, would he still be afraid of your revenge? To put it bluntly, it would have been easy for the old gentleman just to kill two people!"
Guo Yanzhi said angrily: "You..." But after the word "you", he could no longer say anything. Although the other party's words were not polite, they were true.
His face turned pale: "Is it really impossible to avenge the leader's great revenge?"
At this moment, a sigh sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. The sound was as clear as if someone was talking to their ears. But there were hundreds of people in the hall! The inner strength of this person was really great.
It has reached an unpredictable point!
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse. Only Aju Abi and others were overjoyed.
Abi ran forward a few steps, with indescribable joy in her voice: "Master, you are back!"
"Yes, girl, I'm back."
Murong Fu, dressed in a green shirt, appeared at the door of the hall, took a few steps gently, and before anyone could see his movements clearly, he was in front of everyone.
"Everyone, Murong Fu was delayed for a while because he had important matters. He was not able to welcome you from far away. Please forgive me."
Murong Fu stood in the hall with a smile. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.