The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Ever since Murong Fu gave alms at Xiaolu's restaurant, the news spread throughout Kyoto and even reached Lincheng.

The people were full of praise for the alms.

On this day, the Sky Eagle Sect.

Murong Fu sat in a high position and watched the competition between his disciples.

A disciple came over and said: "Master, today the Xiao Lu Family Restaurant is still full, and the poor people who come to eat are full of praises. The people in the streets and alleys also praise the charity."

Hear the words.

Murong Fu was very satisfied.

He spent such a small amount of money not only to let that poisonous mute Bai Su eat Coptis chinensis, but she couldn't tell her the pain.

More importantly, he not only restored his reputation, but also improved it.

When he chooses the martial arts supreme tomorrow, what else is he afraid of!
The competition continues below, and it’s Li Ao’s turn.

Li Ao's injuries were barely healed.

His face also returned to its original clean state, but his hand would never come back.

He drew a long sword with his remaining hand and walked to the center.

In an instant, more than a dozen disciples surrounded him.

Other disciples learn from each other.

Li Ao broke the formation.

Li Ao's eyes swept across the crowd, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

If it were before, he would definitely be able to do it.

Now even though the master gave him the secret medicine, he still lost his hand...

"What are you thinking!" Murong Fu said angrily.

Li Ao was stunned.

Murong Fu said coldly: "You haven't drawn your sword yet!"

Li Ao came back to his senses, held the sword attentively, and drew out a sword at the moment when all the disciples gathered around him.

Wow!
Suddenly, the ground was torn apart, and dozens of disciples were all knocked to the ground by the sword energy.

The other disciples who were watching were dumbfounded.

Murong Yue was also stunned.

Li Ao himself was stunned.

He had been able to break the formation before, but it only took half a stick of incense.

Now actually...

Li Ao couldn't help but look at his hands.

Suddenly, he looked at Murong Fu high up, his eyes trembling.

It was the secret medicine given to him by his master.

Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction.

The contest continues.

Murong Fu left.

Li Ao hurriedly followed.

"How do you feel?" Murong Fu asked.

Li Ao said: "Disciple feels that his inner strength is surging. He has never felt better."

Murong Fu nodded.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me the medicine! If it weren't for Master, I would be a useless person!" Li Ao said sincerely.

"Don't belittle yourself. My master's medicine is good, but it also requires your extraordinary talent. Don't let me down in the martial arts competition tomorrow." Murong Fu took out a bottle of medicine and gave it to Li Ao.

Li Ao took it gratefully and solemnly promised: "Master, don't worry, my apprentice will live up to master's expectations. He will lead the Sky Eagle sect's juniors to win the sect competition and become the number one sect in the world!"

"Okay! You are indeed a good disciple of the master! However, don't let your juniors know about this medicine. This is all you have as a master, and you won't be able to get more." Murong Fu patted Li Ao on the shoulder.

Li Ao gave a rare smile: "Master, don't worry!"

"Go! Remember to take your medicine on time these two days!" Murong Fu warned.

"Ok!"

Li Ao saluted and left.

Murong Fu stared at his leaving back, his eyes falling on the back of his neck, where two blue-black meridians were looming.

Murong Fu looked at it and was very satisfied.

This secret medicine can double a person's internal strength, and two pills can double it and then double it.

The more you eat, the more it will naturally double, and the more powerful it will be.

Of course, it is not infinitely doubling.

When the meridians turn completely black and spread to the forehead, then the person's internal strength has reached its peak, and his life will naturally come to an end.

Exploded to death. At this time, a man in black robe appeared quietly and said: "The master is here."

Murong Fu's expression changed and he went to the study.

In the study, a man stood with his hands behind his back, it was Du Yizhi.

Murong Fu knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Only then did Du Yizhi turn around.

He did not let Murong Fu get up, but only asked: "Tomorrow is the martial arts competition, how are you preparing for it?"

"Master, don't worry. Everything will be safe in the martial arts competition tomorrow! Murong Fu said firmly: "Although my reputation was damaged by what happened last time, I have donated money to save it, and now my reputation has spread far and wide. "

Du Yizhi couldn't help but nodded: "I've heard about charity, yes! What about the others?"

"My subordinates have also made arrangements for the disciples to participate in the competition. To ensure that there is no chance, I have asked one of the disciples to take the secret medicine. His power will be greatly increased and there will be no mistakes." Murong Fu said.

"Well! To be on the safe side, I'll leave no life to you!" Du Yizhi said.

Murong Fu's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master, it is absolutely foolproof whether you are alive or not. The Sky Eagle Sect will definitely win the title of the best sect in the world!"

"Where's the money?" Du Yizhi asked again.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed quickly, and he immediately said: "It's foolproof."

Only then did Du Yizhi feel satisfied.

Murong Fu's lowered eyes flashed with guilt.

So much money was stolen last time, he definitely couldn't tell this old immortal.

Fortunately.

He secretly checked and found that the Sky Eagle Faction still had more money than the Beggar Clan.

The Beggar Gang was the first place in the last martial arts competition.

It is also the biggest competitor of the Skyhawks.

As long as there are more Skyhawks than the Beggars, they will win.

"Master, don't worry, this subordinate will definitely win the supreme position in the martial arts world and will never let the master down!" Murong Fu said firmly.

"Okay! If you can win the supreme position in the martial arts world this time, you will have made great contributions to the crown prince and the Jin Dynasty. I will never treat you badly! But if you fail, you know the consequences..." Du Yizhi suddenly Cold voice.

Murong Fu smiled confidently: "Master, don't worry, there is absolutely no chance!"

Du Yizhi was very satisfied.

In order to promote this alliance, Jin can annex Nanyue in an honest and fair manner.

He has been working hard for decades.

They even took desperate risks and slaughtered all the officials and martial arts factions who were in the way and silenced them.

He used these thousands of lives to pave the way for this alliance.

This alliance is inevitable for him!

No one can stop me...

night.

The Duke's Mansion.

"What, the first level of the martial arts competition tomorrow is to compare the financial resources of the martial arts!" A Zhen suddenly jumped up from his chair.

"That's right!" Bai Su nodded.

The three old Taoist masters and apprentices who were originally preparing to show off their skills tomorrow suddenly withered.

A Zhen and A Kun looked at each other's money bags, which were cleaner than their faces, and both fell silent.

They have never participated in a martial arts competition in these years, and they had no idea that the content of the competition had changed long ago, and that it actually involved a competition of financial resources.

But in fact, so what if they knew.

They are already poor, so poor that they can't even afford to rent a decent house, and they still want to compete with an entire sect for their financial resources?

Not to mention defeating all the sects and becoming the most powerful one.

Isn’t this just fucking bullshit?
boom!
Ah Zhen punched the wall: "I had planned to show off my skills tomorrow, but I didn't expect to be eliminated at the first level. It's so damn frustrating!"

Akun also clenched his fists in frustration.

They had been waiting for so many years and finally got it.

He was about to be eliminated because he had no money...

Only the old Taoist priest was unusually silent.

But there was overwhelming hatred in his eyes, and the hatred for Murong Fu who killed his father and his wife was so strong that it burst out.

A Kun and A Zhen immediately shut up when they saw the old Taoist priest's appearance.

When the sect is eliminated, the saddest thing is the master.

At this time, the servant came in with Wu Zibo.

Bai Su looked at Wu Zibo and smiled: "Look, who is back!" (End of Chapter)