When Ding Chunqiu heard this, he was so angry that he smoked, and said coldly: "Even if you die, the old man will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and want to use Shenmu Wang Ding to accompany the burial, you are not worthy!"

"Could it be that Mr. Ding is worthy?" Murong Fu glanced at Ding Chunqiu coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

Ding Chunqiu's face froze slightly, and he said a little unnaturally: "Anyway, the old man's condition must be returned to Shenmu Wang Ding, otherwise today will be endless!"

"Don't bring it yet!" Murong Fu snorted at Ah Zi, and his heart was also secretly annoyed, he didn't know how long he could bluff Ding Chunqiu, this little girl was too uncooperative, if Ding Chunqiu came back to his senses after a while, he saw what clues, there was a monk next to him, and then it would be another hard battle.

Ah Zi glanced at Murong Fu aggrievedly, twisted his little head, and said angrily: "In my chest, if you want to, take it yourself!"

Murong Fu glanced around, but seeing that Ah Zi's posture was facing away from everyone at this time, he didn't hesitate at the moment, his right hand was blurred for a while, and in the blink of an eye, there was a small yellow tripod in his hand, which was the Shenmu Wang Ding.

Ah Zi only felt a chill in his chest, as if he had been touched by something, and couldn't help but let out an "ah", but when he saw Xiao Ding in Murong Fu's hand, his little face was red and transparent, and a trace of strangeness flashed inexplicably in his eyes.

Murong Fu threw the Shenmu Wang Ding to Ding Chunqiu casually like garbage, but he said: "Return this broken Ding to you, give me Ah Zi's antidote!"

Ding Chunqiu hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch Shenmu Wang Ding steadily, and carefully examined it for a long time like a beautiful woman, before he smiled slightly: "Haha, thank you Murong Gongzi for returning the property to its original owner, as for the antidote, Ah Zi has nothing to do with the old man, Murong Gongzi can figure it out by himself." ”

After speaking, his body moved, and he actually jumped towards the door, intending to leave.

At this moment, a figure flashed and blocked Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu was startled, but when he looked at it, it was Gu Mozhi, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted: "Get out of the way." ”

He was afraid that Murong Fu would turn his face again, so he was naturally in a hurry to escape from this terrible place.

But Gu Mozhi smiled slightly, "Don't panic!"

Looking at the kind smile on Gu Mozhi's face, Murong Fu's heart tightened for no reason, could it be that this monk found something?

Sure enough, I only heard Gu Mozhi say: "That's the case, Murong Gongzi seems to be in poor health, and his internal strength is weak, and the little monk Guan Ding Shizhu is proficient in the art of disambiguation, so it is better to ask Ding Shizhu to diagnose him." ”

Ding Chunqiu was stunned, thinking carefully about Murong Fu's performance today, it was indeed very different from his previous performance, and he was still asking for an antidote, but now he didn't see him really chasing him, could it be ......

Suddenly, he thought of a certain possibility, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he asked Murong Fu, "You really have cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill!"

Murong Fu's expression was indifferent and he didn't say a word.

And everyone was puzzled, what kind of Northern Spiritual Skill had never been heard of.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to actually cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill!" Ding Chunqiu's expression was faintly a little crazy, "But after all, I still can't get into it, I will definitely go crazy, hahaha......"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, his heart moved, and he couldn't help blurting out, "What other methods are there for the Northern Spiritual Skill?"

Ding Chunqiu avoided answering, "Hand over the Northern Spiritual Skill, the old man can spare your life!"

Wang Yuyan frowned, stood in front of Murong Fu, and looked at Ding Chunqiu quietly.

Ding Chunqiu's face froze slightly, and then he heard that there was a super master by Murong Fu's side, and this person was still ......

After reminding Ding Chunqiu, Gu Mozhi stepped aside, ready to wait and see for a while, but now that he heard that there was any Northern Spiritual Skill, it seemed to be very powerful, and his mind became active again.

immediately said to Ding Chunqiu: "Master Ding, this little girl, the little monk can stop it for you." ”

Ding Chunqiu was slightly surprised at first, and then suddenly understood, so he nodded with a heart, "Thank you so much, master, afterwards, the old man only needs the secret book of the Northern Spiritual Skill, and the other masters will do it." ”

"Gu Mozhi, do you really want to be an enemy of my Murong family, can you think about the consequences?" Murong Fu's eyes had become cold, and he asked in a flat tone.

Gu Mozhi glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, the little monk came to the Central Plains thousands of miles away, just to complete the agreement with Mr. Murong Bo back then, but I didn't expect the little monk to bring the sword spectrum, but your Murong family shirked and didn't fulfill the promise for various reasons, and the Buddha was angry and made a lion's roar, and now the little monk is angry!"

At this time, he can no longer care about any old feelings, as long as he can catch Murong Fu, even if he can't ask anything from him, will the Yanziwu gang watch him die?

"It's shameless! Lao Tzu has always felt that he is the most shameless, but I didn't expect to see it today!" Murong Fu had already scolded Gu Mozhi in his heart, but his face was very calm, and he said: "I hope Your Excellency will not regret today's decision!"

"Don't talk nonsense, the secret book of the Northern Spiritual Skill, do you hand it over or not!" At this time, Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu with a crazy and excited expression, as if he had stepped on Murong Fu under his feet.

"Brother-in-law, run away by yourself or ......" Ah Zi actually said a very conscientious sentence for the first time.

Murong Fu glanced at the delicate Ah Zi in his arms, and laughed softly: "Don't worry, brother-in-law won't leave you!"

"Hmph, when is it, still flirting and scolding!" A cold snort came, and then a black shadow flashed in front of Murong Fu, and Mu Wanqing stood in a pavilion.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Wan'er, it's up to you to protect me today!"

Mu Wanqing glared at Ah Zi in his arms angrily, "If you throw her out, you don't have to be so troublesome!"

Murong Fu looked stunned and simply stopped talking.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, forget about the new hatred and old hatred!" Ding Chunqiu saw Mu Wanqing, and the anger in his heart was even greater, and he immediately raised his palm, wrapped in the strong poisonous energy, and hit Mu Wanqing.

At the same time as he started, Gu Mozhi was not slow, his right hand was tilted up, and with a "brush" sound, a red energy filled the palm edge, like a high-speed rotating fire knife, which was his famous mastery, the flame knife.

Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing glanced at each other, Mu Wanqing took the lead and faced Ding Chunqiu, while Wang Yuyan was guarding the position of Zhang Xu in front of Murong Fu's body and met Gu Mozhi.

For a while, the four of them tossed and turned, the hall was full of energy, and where they passed, the tables, chairs and benches were shattered, and those diners who stayed because of curiosity had already regretted it in their hearts, they knew that there was such a big movement, and what was the excitement to see, and now they don't know if they will be affected by the pond fish.

Murong Fu looked at the battle of the four people, and his heart was quite uncomfortable, since his debut, it has been smooth sailing, he met the Ba Si Pa who still couldn't fight with all his strength in the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, he had never been so depressed, he didn't expect that he would have a day to rely on women to protect.

In the field, Wang Yuyan only wanted to protect her cousin, and Gu Mozhi only wanted to drag Wang Yuyan, so although the two of them made a huge move, it was only thunder and rain, and they were evenly divided.

But Ding Chunqiu is different, he has been deflated under Murong Fu again and again, especially now that he has discovered that Murong Fu actually has the secret book of the Northern Spiritual Skill, such a good opportunity today is naturally not to be missed, and he immediately went all out to deal with Mu Wanqing, and his whole body was full of energy, black for a while, green for a while, and obviously he had run his internal strength to the extreme.

And although Mu Wanqing has been practicing the Divine Foot Sutra for a while, his own internal strength foundation is not thin, and his internal strength has reached the first-class level, but compared with a master like Ding Chunqiu, who has been practicing for decades, there is still a certain gap.

However, Murong Fu is not in a hurry, with Wang Yuyan's Dacheng Yijin Sutra, how can she only have this bit of power, but she failed to comprehend the trick for a while, even if she can't defeat both of them, but she is still safe to protect herself.

And Ding Chunqiu thought that his skills had been greatly damaged because he had gone mad, but he didn't know that his skills were just sealed, and if he was forced to hurry, he could still unlock it.

It's just that the price will be very high, and it is possible that the eighteen reserve skills will be completely lost, and they will never have a chance with the Northern Spiritual Skills in the future, and they may even become a wasted person.

Of course, this is only a last resort, and he will only consider the next step, Murong Fu came to this world, and his biggest reliance was martial arts, and only martial arts brought him a sense of security.

After about a cup of tea, Wang Yuyan still waved her sleeves frequently, stopping Gu Mozhi's flame knife, which seemed to be an understatement, and Gu Mozhi had no intention of attacking.

But Mu Wanqing became more and more difficult to parry Ding Chunqiu, no matter what move she used, she felt that her strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, but it didn't work at all, and suddenly there was a "bang", her lower abdomen was slapped, and her body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Murong was startled when he re-ascended, his body shook, and he hugged Mu Wanqing before she landed, "How are you?"

"Humph!"

But what puzzled Murong Fu was that after Mu Wanqing's face turned slightly pale, she quickly recovered, as if she was fine, "Why are you ......?"

A complicated look flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes, "I don't want to thank you yet!"

As he spoke, he gently pulled the corner of his clothes on one side, revealing a black and shiny inner armor inside.

"Black silkworm clothes!" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had snatched the black silkworm clothes from a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, and gave it to Mu Wanqing, and he was also relieved at the moment.

"Hahaha, Murong boy, what other women do you have, call them out, the old man is going to settle the past grudges today!" Ding Chunqiu defeated Mu Wanqing, and his heart was full of joy, but it was a whim, if he arrested and tortured his women one by one in front of Murong Fu, wouldn't it be more relieving?

A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, put Ah Zi and Mu Wanqing aside, and said slowly in his mouth: "You dare to eat my woman's tofu, I really don't want to live!"