Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

After Di Qinglin escaped from the battle circle, he quickly reunited with Chunyu Modi, Yan Nanfei, and Tang Lan.

However, Yan Nanfei was wearing a mask with a bronze dragon head on his face at this time.

Chunyu Modi smiled with a mocking tone:

Huh? Di Qinglin, why are you in such a mess? Are you being chased by someone?

Humph, I met a group of martial arts people before I came here. I originally wanted to kill them all.

Who knew that a group of particularly powerful soldiers would appear on the way? Di Qinglin cursed loudly.

Tang Lan asked doubtfully: Officers and soldiers?

Hmm...it doesn't seem to be officers and soldiers, it should be Murong Fu's family army. Di Qinglin explained carefully.

I see. I don't think Murong Fu can afford to use the army. Chunyu Modi said with a smile.

You know, the resources of the Azure Dragon Society are more than just a few dragon heads.

The power behind him is a torrent that can change the country.

There are also many troops that can be mobilized.

Di Qinglin said with a hint of sneer: Chun Yu Mo Di, if you hadn't been useless and let Lai Wenjun run away, we wouldn't have had Da Zhou Zhang come to Gusu City today.

Haha, you really can't blame me for this. You must know that Lai Wenjun's ability to seek good fortune and avoid disaster is not comparable to that of you and me. Chunyu Modi shrugged, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Yan Nanfei, who had always turned his back to everyone and did not speak, said coldly: That's enough, there is no need to argue anymore. The matter has reached the point where it is meaningless who is right and who is wrong.

What the Dragon Head said makes sense, I'm just being stingy. Chunyu Modi bowed quickly and said, fearing that he would be punished by the Dragon Head if he was too late.

Di Qinglin reluctantly apologized when he saw this.

At this moment, a subordinate came to report: Several dragon heads, some of whom claim to be the seven dragon heads, said they have something to report.

Seven dragon heads? Di Qinglin glanced at Yan Nanfei and asked doubtfully, Didn't you say that all your people were captured?

This... Yan Nanfei's face suddenly turned ugly. He had just sold everything.

Aren’t these people who are coming back now here to disgust themselves?

Maybe some smart people escaped.

Yan Nanfei ordered coldly: Go ahead and call them in to see if they have anything to say.

As you command!

After the subordinates left, they quickly brought back a few people. When they saw Di Qinglin, their expressions were extremely ugly.

Di Qinglin was worried that they were talking nonsense, so he asked first: How did you come back?

We... Several subordinates quickly lowered their heads and then said what they had planned before.

He also told everyone what Jiang Zian had told him:

The young general said that if anything happens, just go to Gusu City directly. There is no need to fight and kill outside.

Huh? As expected of Murong Fu, he speaks so domineeringly. Yan Nanfei said calmly.

Chunyu Modi asked: What should we do? Shall we go now?

No, we have to wait a few more days. Tang Lan quickly stopped him.

Di Qinglin said in confusion: What are you waiting for? With the strength of a few of us, we can't deal with Murong Fu!

No, my sand poison will reach its peak in seven days, and it will be easier to kill Murong Fu then. Tang Lan explained.

Di Qinglin's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: As expected of the Second Dragon Head, he can actually poison Murong Fu.

Yan Nanfei glanced at the people and said, Then let's give him a battle plan first. In seven days, the Murong clan will be slaughtered with blood.

Di Qinglin and Chunyu Modi immediately saluted: We obey your order.

Yan Nanfei nodded, turned around and left. Before leaving, he said disdainfully: Di Qinglin remember to clean up his tail next time.

Di Qinglin was stunned, looked back at his subordinates, and said with a hint of fierceness: I understand.

…

That night, a man who claimed to be the Qinglong Society came to deliver the war invitation.

In seven days, it will be interesting to bloodbath my Murong old house. Murong Fu looked at the beautiful handwriting in the letter and smiled lightly: Go back and tell Mingyue Xin that I have received the letter.

Seeing that Murong Fu was so talkative, the messenger thought he was afraid, so he pretended to be arrogant and said: You Murong family are destined to die. I advise you to write a letter of surrender. Maybe the great dragon head will be merciful and give you Murong Fu. A trace of blood remains.

You, a messenger, dare to mock our Gusu family, you deserve to die! When Bao BuTong heard this, he suddenly felt angry in his heart, and he was about to take action.

The messenger jumped down, and he walked up to him and said quickly: The two armies are fighting without killing the envoy. If you dare to touch me, the dragon heads of our Qinglong Association will definitely...

Before everyone could wait for the messenger to finish speaking, they heard a scream that spread throughout the old house.

Bao BuTong didn't kill him, he just removed one of his arms.

Bah, you bitch, let me see if you dare to be arrogant anymore.

It hurts, it hurts me so much! The messenger screamed, sweating all over the sky.

Go away, you bitch dares to be arrogant in front of the young master. If you do it again next time, I will kill you. Bao BuTong threw the messenger out as if he was carrying a little chicken.

Murong Fu took a pen and casually wrote I know on the back of the letter. With a flick, the letter flew out like a sharp knife.

Immediately, another scream came from outside the door.

Bao BuTong looked at the place where the messenger was stabbed, and his eyes widened. He turned around and said with a smile, Young master, you are very clever.

I still have to practice today, and I will leave it to you and Zian to handle the matters for the next seven days. Murong Fu stood up calmly.

At this time, Murong Shuang and the other girls stood up and said, First cousin, we are not weak, why don't you count us a share.

Murong Fu shook his head and was about to refuse when Su Ying on the side said first: Murong Fu needs someone to protect him as he practices magical skills. The Qinglong Society is very likely to attack by surprise. You guys might as well protect Murong Fu.

Murong Shuang and the others didn't think much and said with a smile: Okay, leave this matter to us.

Murong Fu glanced at Su Ying, he could now stabilize himself on the steamer and there was no need for anyone to protect him.

Moreover, there is Xiao Tong guarding the secret place, so even ordinary masters can hardly take advantage.

What's the use of letting these women come?

Could it be that he is afraid that his practice will be too boring and he will find a few vases to entertain his eyes?

When Su Ying saw Murong Fu looking over, she smiled evilly and seemed to be mouthing, Thank me.

In the middle of Shu, at the top of the clouds.

Gong Ziyu looked at the letter sent back by Tang Lan. The other party had written down everything in detail about the recent past, and he couldn't help but smile evilly:

Although Arsenopyrite is very powerful, Murong Fu's ability to survive from Wu Hua must not be underestimated. It seems that I still have to go there in person to see this interesting enemy of mine.