Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

Chapter 6
"Guanggu Jingxin" is the internal force of Taoism, and it should not be broken prematurely.Murong Fu also set himself a small goal of maintaining Yuanyang.Although the time is thus immediately compressed to the weak crown...

Therefore, he is not particularly yearning for little girls.However, what his mother mentioned about his childhood sweetheart, he also thought it was a very beautiful thing.If there is someone to accompany you in your later years, it will be great to have many memories like your parents.Because of this, he listened to his mother and came to Notting City.

However, when he really came, Tang Shan turned into Tang San...

"Student Murong, what's the matter with you?" Tang San looked at Murong Fu, hesitant.I don't know why Murong Fu, who seemed elegant and calm before, suddenly burst into foul language.The master also looked at Murong Fu, but he didn't know if there was some disease on his face, and he remained expressionless.

"No, nothing." Murong Fu waved his hands repeatedly.He can't say, I thought you were a little girl, and my mother hoped that there would be some sparks between me and you.

"Oh." Tang San nodded, looking at the master: "Teacher, thank you for proving for us just now..."

Murong Fu didn't know why things happened like this, his mind was full of confusion for a while, Tang San actually chatted with the master for a few words in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, the master was looking at Tang San, and said with interest: "Your blue silver grass is not just blue silver grass, is it?"

As soon as these words came out, Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of killing intent faintly on his body.And Murong Fu was brought back to his senses by this killing intent.

Very vague, but very solid, this kid...

Murong Fu pretended not to investigate, but in his heart he labeled this young man named Tang San as dangerous.He had noticed before that this kid was murderous, but now it seems that the murderous nature is not so serious!

The master didn't seem to notice, pointing to the certificate in Tang San's hand: "That certificate, others can't see anything. But if I can't see it, I'll be called a master in vain." He said and looked at Murong Fu , "Student, if what I expected is correct, you should be a mutant martial soul, right?"

"Yes!" Murong Fu smiled and nodded.

"Then, do you want to know how I know?" The master asked with a complacent smile.

"Think!" Tang San nodded affirmatively.

"I don't need it!" Murong Fu shook his head: "Thank you, master, for bringing us in. I should be able to handle the rest by myself, so let's just leave it alone!" The murderousness is so heavy, it seems that there is still a secret hidden.Murong Fu didn't want to have anything to do with them at all.

Murong Fu's words caused the master to be obviously taken aback, but Murong Fu had already cupped his hands and turned to leave.Tang San opened his mouth, but after all he didn't open his mouth to stop him.

After walking a few steps, Murong Fu turned around the corner and saw the two people were still in place, seeming to be talking about something.Immediately shook his head, if nothing unexpected, this Tang San should be worshiping that master as his teacher.Shaking his head, Murong Fu left quickly.That master must have some knowledge, but he didn't want to get involved with it.

He found a random girl on campus and asked where the Academic Affairs Office was.That girl deliberately took Murong Fu to find him, and asked Murong Fu's name before going in.Murong Fu was very calm about this.His elder brother had performed this scene countless times in front of him.

An old teacher in his 60s is responsible for receiving new students in the Academic Affairs Office, and there are two young teachers working under him.

Murong Fu's certification letter was issued by the deacon of Wuhundian himself, so naturally there will be no problem.After paying tuition and other miscellaneous fees, they were assigned to dormitories.When going out, he ran into Tang San and Grandmaster who came over at the door.The former nodded slightly, but the latter seemed to have not seen him at all.Obviously, Murong Fu's previous performance made the master dissatisfied.

Murong Fu didn't care, nodded to Tang San, went straight out, found another young lady, and took him to the dormitory.

The dormitory has a layout of large bays and small cubicles.One grade lives in one large room, which contains six small cubicles, each of which accommodates eight people, and shares two bathrooms.The environment is neither good nor bad.At least it is much better than a dormitory for work-student students with dozens of people on the first floor and a large room without partitions.

For Murong Fu, the accommodation is a bit novel.According to the paperwork given by the teacher in the teaching office, I found my dormitory.The dormitory didn't seem to be full, and only five of the eight beds were covered with futons.When Murong Fu came in, he received the quilt from the gatekeeper.In fact, he didn't need it, his mother had prepared it for him when he went out.

According to the number on the document, Murong Fu's bed was one of the three beds next to the window, but at this time, there was a bedding on the bed!
The beds in the room are of average size, but the windows are always more comfortable and can breathe fresh air.Murong Fu didn't intend to compromise, he went straight to bed No. [-] which should belong to him, and smiled slightly at the red-haired boy who was sitting on the bed and tilted his head to look at him: "This classmate, this is my bed."

"So!" the young man said with a straight face, got off the bed, and stood in front of Murong Fu.Although this young man has a childish face, he is tall.Murong Fu is less than 1.4 meters tall at this time, and he is not considered short among his peers, but he is half a head shorter than this red-haired boy.And this young man obviously practiced his body since he was a child, and the muscles that had just taken shape could be seen in the open collar.

"So!" Murong Fu's smile remained unchanged: "You should pack your bed and make room for me."

"Hey, good boy, let's see if you have the ability!" The red-haired boy laughed, and without saying hello, he slapped Murong Fu on the cheek.

Murong Fu's smile didn't change, but his heart was annoyed.Slap in the face, this is a very insulting way of playing.He made up his mind to teach the boy a lesson.

The red-haired boy slapped the other side out, seeing that the other side didn't dodge, he thought that the other side was frightened and stupid, and he was proud of himself, but he didn't want to slap the other side's face, the other side swished and avoided, and then he felt as if his chest Got poked.

Then, he couldn't move!His body froze in the motion of waving his hands, unable to move at all.

"Hey, classmate, if you don't want to move, I'll help you." Murong Fu chuckled, and looked at the other four teenagers who had obviously changed their faces: "This classmate, which bed should it be?" !"

"One...number one." A boy with short black hair said stutteringly.

"Thank you!" Murong Fu nodded with a smile, casually rolled up the bedding on the bed, and threw it into the vacant No. [-] bed next to the door.Then lay your bedding.Only then did he turn his head to the other four classmates who looked apprehensive, their eyes lingering on themselves and the red-haired boy who was still frozen there, and said with a smile:

"My name is Murong Fu, and I'm from Xingluo. I'm actually not sure how long I will study here. But during this period, I hope I can get along with everyone!"

　hmm~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)