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

Wu Zibo stepped towards the ring.

He came to the center of the ring with his back straight: "We return to the sect with a clear conscience. Of course we can prove our innocence!"

Viewing seats on the second floor.

The moment Wu Zibo faced everyone, Du Yizhi stood up fiercely.

He stared hard at Wu Zibo's face: "It's him! It's really him!"

"Master?" The secret guard stepped forward and asked.

Du Yizhi's eyes changed again and again, and suddenly sank: "Wu Zibo is the head of the Faqiu Sect. The Faqiu Sect has countless gold and silver. This black pair is real!"

The secret guard's expression tightened: "Didn't the hawks that day..."

"You immediately stop that idiot Murong Fu and let him find a way to drive him away from Gui Zongmen!" Du Yizhi said coldly.

"Yes!"

The secret guard went down immediately.

The secret guards were wearing the clothes of disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect.

He quickly walked onto the stage and whispered a few words to Murong Fu.

In an instant, Murong Fu's expression changed, and he instinctively looked up at Du Yizhi on the stage, who had a cold look on his face.

The secret guard went down.

Murong Fu explained to everyone with a smile on his face: "Sorry, I have some personal matters!"

But his eyes were moving rapidly, thinking about how to round out what he just said and prevent Gui Zongmen from proving his innocence!
However, this black pair of cards turned out to be real!
It's actually true!
At this time, Wu Zibo walked towards Murong Fu: "This pair of cards that we have returned to the sect has not only passed through the hands of the shopkeeper Baofeng Silver Chapter, but it was also carved by him himself. This letter is the autographed letter of the shopkeeper Zhang!"

Before Murong Fu could figure out how to smooth things over, Wu Zibo handed him the letter and said with a smile: "I heard that Master Murong and Shopkeeper Zhang know each other, so I must be able to recognize Shopkeeper Zhang's handwriting!"

Murong Fu's expression froze, but he still forced a smile and took the letter: "I do know Shopkeeper Zhang."

Suddenly, Murong Fu's eyes turned cold and he said with a smile: "If this is really the self-certification letter written by Shopkeeper Zhang for Gui Zongmen, I will definitely rectify Gui Zongmen's name. But if not..."

Murong Fu changed the subject: "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" The letter was now in his hand.

All he needs to do is destroy the letter and insist that it is a lie. If there is no proof, then it will be a lie.

Fake letter, fake card!

snort!
At that time, he can naturally drive Gui Zongmen away!

Murong Fu opened the letter.

He already knew that the black pair of cards was real, but when he saw with his own eyes that Shopkeeper Zhang rectified Gui Zong's name in his own hand, he was still speechless.

But it was only a lag.

"You are so brave, how dare you pretend to be shopkeeper Zhang and cheat." Murong Fu violently crushed the letter in his palm, angrily turned the letter into ashes with his inner strength, and threw it out angrily.

When the wind blows, nothing is left in an instant.

Murong Fu angrily rebuked: "You are very powerful, you can imitate such a similar pair of cards, but that is because these pairs of cards are available everywhere, you can study them as much as you want. But fortunately, shopkeeper Zhang's handwriting is very rare, ordinary people can't even Not being able to see it is what allowed you to expose yourself to the counterfeit storekeeper. Otherwise, all of us would have been deceived by you!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but become even more angry.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, they were still treated as fools!
"Get off!"

"Get off!"

The crowd shouted angrily,
Amidst the deafening angry shouts, Murong Fu's expression relaxed, and Du Yizhi sat down in the stands.

"Go away yet!" Murong Fu shouted angrily.

But neither Jinshan nor Wu Zibo moved.

Not only did they not move, they both looked at him in awe.

Suddenly, Murong Fu felt an ominous feeling. (End of chapter)