Chapter 287: A Dream That Can't Be Waken Up

PS: Thank you for Ai Jiu'er 13, the golden sparkling curry stick, the soup gathering, the drunken dream of the moon, and the reward of Jane Eyre-

Murong Fu took a step, glanced at Su Liu lightly, and said, "What does Shaoxia mean by this?" ”

He and Su Liutao almost failed, and when he heard that Su Liutao faintly wanted to fight him, he even changed his title from "Brother Tai" to "Shaoxia".

"It doesn't mean anything else."

Su Liu secretly thought in his heart that if he wanted to use the normal way to get this "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", it would definitely not work.

This secret technique was the only family thought left to him by Murong Fu's father, Murong Bo, and it was regarded by him as one of the deepest secrets in his heart. I'm afraid that seeing is more important than anything, and there is no reason to give others enlightenment.

Then, there is only unconventional means.

Murong felt that Su Liu was smiling inexplicably again, and he faintly felt that he had eaten his own appearance, and some evil fire proudly arose in his heart, and his perception of Su Liu suddenly dropped to a new level, and there was a tendency for passers-by to turn black.

"No, no, no, Shaoxia's martial arts, at most, are in parallel with Bao, and they can't be compared with my son-in-law."

Bao is different but has long been impatient, the four of them are the ministers, thinking that he is following the fourth and the fourth, in fact, he can't do something serious, one is only responsible for touting Murong, and the fourth is responsible for offending the people who fight in the rivers and lakes, in fact, martial arts are only the second-rate peak, all look at a little loyalty, and follow Murong Fu all day long, but Murong Fu has become arrogant.

If he is really a scheming minister, why don't he persuade this Murong to go to the right path?

As soon as he said crooked things. He talked endlessly, and wanted to talk nonsense, and he saw a flower in front of him. The cheek was painful, and he actually gave someone a palm, this palm is like a palm with so much strength, it is not trivial, and one of the front teeth has been knocked out.

Bao Wei stopped talking when he boarded, looked at Murong Fu and thought it was Murong Fu's doing.

Murong Fu looked slightly shocked, staring at Su Liu in disbelief, and said in his heart: This person's body is very fast. It has reached the realm of volleying and moving in the air, and the shadow is flat on the ground, and the shot is fast. Bao San didn't have time to react at all, with such martial arts, why didn't there even have any news about this person on the rivers and lakes?

He didn't know the details of Su Liu, but Su Liu was very accurate with him. immediately threw out a very big temptation for him~ bewitchment.

Su Liu glanced at Murong Fu deeply. As if nothing happened, he said: "Although the Dou Zhuan Star Shift is wonderful, I have a piece of news that the Murong clan absolutely can't refuse. ”

"Oh, young man, you might as well tell me, I want to hear what the news is, so I can't refuse."

Murong Fu smiled coldly and stood with his hands in his hands.

Su Liu took a look, the wind ~ wave evil is different from the bag, and the eyes of the two of them are about to erupt with fire. But he didn't pay attention to it. Said lightly; "Nan Murong has great ambitions for his family and country, which is really amazing. Old Mr. Murong's whereabouts, I don't know if Brother Murong is interested in knowing. ”

"What!"

"The old master has been in the soil for a long time, and he can't be allowed to talk nonsense."

The two ministers changed color and rushed out together, the old family master had been dead for many years, but Su Liu said that he knew his whereabouts, and it seemed that there must be a secret in it.

Murong Fu slowed down, and as soon as Su Liu reminded him, his heart moved, and he was still in a daze: that day his father died, he tried more than once that he was out of breath and buried with his own hands, how could he have been resurrected according to the ghost-faced man now? Could it be that Daddy, his old man, is holding his breath and faking his death. But why fake your death? Why do you have to hide even your own son?

Could it be that it is related to my Dayan's recovery?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu slapped his big~ leg, and his eyes were excited.

I have to say that his brain hole is very big, and when the wind ~ wave evil and Bao were different from the pack, he didn't stop it, snorted coldly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Su Liu. His mind was racing, and he expected that Su Liu would definitely know what happened to his old father, and his spirit was lifted.

Feng ~ Bo Wei is different from Bao is his confidant and favorite general, and he is already a second-rate peak master in the rivers and lakes, so he just wanted to wait for them to shout, rushed up, and caused trouble to the ghost-faced man, and he took the opportunity to exert his strength and take down Su Liu.

However, Murong Fu immediately knew that he was very wrong.

Two bangs.

The two of them were flipped by Su Liu's palms at will, and they flew out directly, hitting the tree, fluttering the leaves and falling wildly, and the two of them wailed in pain.

"Your Excellency is a little too arrogant!"

So far, what else is there to say, Murong Fu is certainly horrified, but his subordinates are so ashamed, and the master is also disgraced, if he doesn't find the field, how can he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes?

He swept over, and when he landed, he used the Murong family's hand-me-down swordsmanship, and the moves were endless, as if he was flowing through the clouds.

Such swordsmanship!

Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but glance at him.

However, Su left a good time to look at it, but he didn't use the knife, but he just walked leisurely, his footwork was wonderful, and he was easy to count.

However, Murong Fu's sword light was not slow at all, and he could keep up in the next moment.

Yue Laosan, who was a fool but was shocked by a cold sweat, saw Murong Fu, whose whole body was like being covered in a curtain of light in an instant, and his heart was also up and down, thinking; Grandma's bear, the passing year is not good, why are there so many masters in the ravines of Yunnan, this kid wearing a ghost mask is a demon, this Murong Fu, has always only heard that the Gusu Murong clan is profound in martial arts, and the kung fu of all families and factions knows everything, who knows that this swordsmanship is so exquisite. I really don't know if the boss can beat them

After thirty moves, Murong Fu gradually realized: This ghost-faced Xuanyi guest has superb sword skills, but he only uses footwork to dodge, and he doesn't return at all, but he is afraid that he has the intention to spy on my martial arts foundation.

Thinking about this, Murong Fu didn't use the technique of fighting the stars to push back Su Liu's random palm posture, and swept back with his sword drawn.

It's just that although he retreated quickly, the cold hairs on his back suddenly exploded!

Su Liu had already caught up with him, and suddenly broke out, flicking his fingers.

No phase robbery!

Snap of a finger!

The two fingers are bent like a bow, and they flick on the ground.

Two faint fingers hit Murong Fu's body in a row, Murong Fu only felt a pain in his shoulder, and his strength was like ice and snow when it met the boiling sun, and it melted away.

I was defeated

Although he consciously did not investigate the enemy, he still had an unprecedented feeling of frustration and absurdity, which swept over his heart.

Murong Fu only felt that his consciousness was getting deeper and deeper, the voice of the ghost-faced man in his ears was soft and gentle, it seemed to have infinite magical power, and the smile under the half of the ghost's face had an extremely heart-warming power, which felt like people couldn't refuse his request at all.

Murong Fu felt bad in his heart, but he struggled weakly, and muttered in his mouth, I want to wake up

Then, a pair of purple eyes appeared on the ghost's face and looked at him.

His eyes were confused, as if he had come into contact with a magnificent scene, the dream of the revival of Dayan, he was sitting on the dragon chair, and the subjects under him shouted long live.

When it is true or false, Murong Fu's face is dull, his eyes are gloomy, but a strange smile appears on the corner of his mouth, and he is drunk and unwilling to wake up.

His five senses became heavier and heavier, as if he had fallen, and gradually lost his feelings, and even his soul moved involuntarily, not knowing what he should do, only telling the secret in his heart, and talking to himself in a messy mouth: "Aiqing Pingshen" (to be continued. )