Chapter 157: No last resort
Since Feng Xiaoxiao entered Shaolin, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no news.
Wu Xingyun and the others didn't seem to care, and still didn't move, but in fact, they were loose on the outside and tight on the inside.
Mu Wanqing led people to guard the other side of the town.
The two parties did not exchange news, and they never interacted with each other, if it weren't for Feng Xiaoxiao's previous visits to these two places, outsiders would seem to have nothing to do with each other.
As the Shaolin Conference is approaching, heroes from all walks of life have gathered at the foot of Songshan Mountain, which seems to be more and more lively.
Under the excitement, there is an immeasurable turbulent undercurrent......
"Just today's ......", Murong Fu could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart, and said with a smile: "Elder Lu has sent news that Chen Guyan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, has arrived with two Nine Bag Elders, as well as the three helmsmen under his jurisdiction, Daren, Daxin, and Dali, and the other teams will also arrive in a few days. â
The ordinary man's face was dusty, and he obviously had just turned around from the outside, and when he heard this, he arched his hand and said: "The owner of Deng Zhuang, the owner of Gongye Zhuang, the owner of Bao Zhuang and the owner of Feng Zhuang have all been waiting for a long time, and now that the opportunity for victory has appeared, should we call them over?" â
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and said: "I'm not busy, Feng Xiaoxiao is gone, there is no trace of Feng Xiaoxiao, the door of Shaolin Temple is closed, and everything up and down is secretive, and I can't hear any useful news, I have a hidden uneasiness in my heart, it's better to be cautious...... Don't let our people come forward, let the beggars go to this muddy water first. â
"Yes!"
Another day, in the middle of the night, the man hurried to the door and called a few lowly.
Murong Fu didn't rest, and sat at the table in a daze, staring at the dim candle flame. With an excited look and a little nervousness, I heard the man call the door. He stood up sharply and pulled the door open. "What is the result?" he asked. â
"Extremely Shun lĂŹ." , Although he said so, the man did not have a trace of joy on his face, and said, "It's too smooth." â
Murong Fu felt a layer of uneasiness in his heart, and led him into the door, saying, "Speak slowly." â
"The beggar gang soldiers were divided into two ways, one was led by Deputy Gang Leader Chen, and went to Hongda Inn, and Elder Lu led the way. went straight to the courtyard on the outskirts of the town, intending to go hand in hand and catch them in one net. â
"The result?" , Murong Fu asked eagerly.
"As a result, they let the beggars surround them, and they didn't resist at all, and they looked like they wanted to kill and kill, and they wanted to be caught."
Murong Fu's brows tightened, and he asked, "What about Mu Wanqing's woman?" â
The subordinates had been following Deputy Gang Leader Chen, and when he asked Mu Wanqing about the Donkey Kong Fist Sutra, the woman only sneered. He said, 'Weng Zhong, Weng Zhong, so it turns out that this is the case, he really expects things like a god.' âă Then he fled with a few people. â
The man sighed, shook his head, and said, "These people's martial arts are extremely high, and they don't fight. In the blink of an eye, they broke out of the encirclement, and Deputy Gang Leader Chen couldn't catch up with them at all...... Childe. I...... We may have been fooled. â
Murong Fu was struck by lightning and stood there for a long time. His body staggered suddenly, and he felt his way to sit down in a chair.
The man hurriedly stepped forward to help.
"Daddy......", Murong Fu blushed and muttered: "The child is incompetent, he fell for the trick of that dog thief, and you wasted all your painstaking plans for me......"
The man comforted: "The prince doesn't have to be like this, didn't the dog thief also lose so many manpower, not to mention that the beggar gang will never give up, it will definitely ......"
"What did he lose?" , Murong Fu interrupted with a bitter face: "Listening to what you said, you know that these people have been instructed before and should not conflict with those who come." And the beggars have always acted chivalrous, how can they really fail those more than 100 people? Neither is it to kill, stay ...... Hmph, are there so many guards? Eating and drinking Lazar every day, do you still have to be supported by beggars? Most of them have been let go now, so at most send some people to follow them and keep an eye on their movements. â
The man smiled bitterly and said, "What a scoundrel." â
"It's a scoundrel, but it works." , Murong Fu closed his eyes and said: "One trick is not careful, step by step, now we have tried to see the dagger, but we haven't hurt the skin of the dog thief, next, it should be them to retaliate against ......", halfway through, he suddenly got up and shouted: "It's not good, it's bad, go quickly." â
"Are you gone?" , A crisp and cold voice came in from the door, and with a bang, the door opened, Mu Wanqing's black gauze skirt was slightly raised, and she stood at the door with a sneering face, and Ah Zi stood behind her timidly.
The man reacted very quickly, put his hands together, pulled out a short dagger with cold light from his sleeve, shouted, and flew away.
"Stop!" , Murong Fu shouted.
The man retreated, his dagger raised horizontally, and protected him in front of him.
"I didn't expect that I, Murong Fu, would die at the hands of a woman." , Murong Fu had calmed down at this time, sighed, and said, "Can you let me die?" â
Mu Wanqing said: "Death is dead, what's the use of understanding?" â
Ah Zi whispered: "Sister Mu, he actually understands very well, he is deliberately delaying time, waiting for his subordinates to come and save him." â
Mu Wanqing's face was covered with frost, and she said coldly to Murong Fu: "What's the use of delaying?" Now you're all dead! â
Murong Fu's expression changed, and he couldn't help but take a step back, but he didn't expect that he was being seen through by a little girl, and he was even more shocked by Mu Wanqing's words.
"Twelve people on my side ......", the unjust Taoist shook the dust, floated to the door, and said with a smile: "Sword God, how many are you over there?" â
Zhuo Bufan suddenly came to his side and said coldly: "Thirteen." â
The uneven Daoist stretched out his hand and brushed his beard, quite a bit of fairy wind bones, and said with a smile: "Wood girl, the sword god is still a step higher than the poor Dao skill......", the index finger nodded, and said: "There are twenty-five people in total, plus the two in the room, a total of twenty-seven." The ignorance in the words was very obvious, as if Murong Fu could be killed with a move of his fingers.
Murong Fu's face was like ashes, just looking at the posture of these two people, he knew that his martial arts would not be inferior to himself, and shouted loudly: "If the eldest husband dies, his ears will die, why do you want to ridicule it so much?" â
"Whoever insults others will be reproached." , The unjust Taoist smiled: "Someone has ordered me, to chop off your dog's paws and feed the dogs, Sword God, what about you?" â
Zhuo Bufan held his sword in his chest with both hands, his eyes were half-closed, but a cold light faintly flashed, and he said, "Pull out your hair one by one." â
The man suddenly shouted: "The lord humiliates the ministers to death, Gongzi, my subordinates are sorry for you, take the first step." Without hesitation, he flew and stabbed.
He is a smart man, as soon as he saw Mu Wanqing, he knew that this woman must be following him all the way, causing the lord to fall into a desperate situation, feeling shameless, and knowing that he had no power to return to heaven, so he only wanted to die quickly.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were sharp, his body moved slightly, and an extremely cold and fast light was reflected in his pupils, which shone straight ahead.
The man suddenly fell from mid-air and looked down at the long blood streak on his chest.
Zhuo Bufan said: "Loyal and righteous people deserve all corpses." â
The man stood upright, his eyes dimmed rapidly, and he never looked up again. (To be continued......)
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