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"It turned out to be Lord Duan," the little monk was polite,

Kumachi clasped his hands together, bowed his head slightly, and made a Buddhist salute.

"Master Duan is seated,"

"Yang Zaifa, the deputy owner of Xiashenhezhuang," a man in his forties, who was rich and slightly chubby, with a glance of his beard on his thin lips, stood up and asked.

"Dali Duan Yu,"

After a simple greeting,

"Master Duan and Master know each other?"

"How can you not know," Yang Qifeng sat on the chair, he looked at Gu Mozhi with a smile, and said slowly; "This is the Tufan national teacher, the king of the Great Wheel, who swept away the Black Sect when he was young, and shook the west, in recent years, every five years, he opened the altar to preach the scriptures."

"Not long ago, I sent a letter to the Duan clan in Dali, asking for the six-vein divine sword map, saying that it had been agreed with the head of the Murong family,"

"There is no such thing," without waiting for Yang Qifeng to finish speaking, the man who was as rich as a rich man, he said categorically, his tone was extremely decisive.

"The donor is wrong, the little monk and Mr. Murong made a vow at first sight, and today he came all the way to Middle-earth, which is to see Mr. Murong again, not only the old man has gone," Gu Mozhi's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was much faster, obviously his heart at this moment was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"Fan monk, you dare to bite indiscriminately, the old master has been dead for many years, and what you say now is all one-sided,"

"My Murong family acts above board, and the name of chivalry spreads through the rivers and lakes,"

"When the old family master was eighteen years old, Taihu Lake water thieves were rampant, wanton looting, and the people were miserable.

"When he was twenty-three years old, there were murderers who ran rampant in the south of the Yangtze River, did all kinds of evil, and then fled into the territory of Western Xia.

"Thirty years old"

"At the age of forty-five, one by one, all of them are sensational martial arts events, the old family master is chivalrous and righteous, how can he do the thing of plundering other people's family martial arts,"

Yang was furious again, and his tone couldn't help but increase.

"The style of the Murong family, Duan Yu has no doubt at all, but when he saw this King Ming as a guest, he had to be suspicious," Yang Qifeng looked at Gu Mozhi and said softly.

Yang Zaifa glanced at it, his hands were clasped together and he didn't say a word, he glanced at it again, and Yang Qifeng, whose eyes were blazing, began to struggle in his heart.

None of these two wanted to offend.

Each one is not an easy master to deal with, Dali Duan's family, Tufan National Teacher.

Each one represents a country, if there is a chance, he will definitely put a banquet on the table and worship the two of them well, you must know that the Murong family is a great cause, these two are a good help.

But now that he has to choose, Yang Zaifa felt a cross in his heart, and he directly opened his mouth and scolded Gu Mozhi; "You monk, insult the old master, the Murong family and you are incompatible, come here, take it for me,"

Although this Tufan country is stronger than Dali, but this one is only a Tufan national teacher, although the power is not small, and he can influence the Tufan court, but in the end he can't control it, and this Dali Duan clan is different, since the Murong family has ambitions and wants to achieve great causes, they naturally have their own information, and Dali Duan is a force that they are looking at.

Now the lord of the Duan clan in Dali has no heirs, and the heir is Duan Zhengchun, the emperor's younger brother, and Duan Yu is his son, which means that Duan Yu is already the future lord of Dali.

How to choose, in order to be beneficial to himself, Yang Zaifa already knows.

Hearing Yang Zaifa's order, the people who had already prepared around the attic rushed directly into the attic.

Yang Qifeng sat on the chair, and he watched this good show.

Yanziwu, Shenhezhuang, this is the place where the foundation of the Murong family is located, naturally not on top of the original work, so let Gu Mozhi run the border.

A novel is a novel in the end, he only grasps the general plot, but in the real world, he has to make up for all the few things.

For example, in the world of "Avatar", it is only about an alien planet, but as a real world, the earth must master countless technologies, the most important thing is to cross the universe and have the technology to break out of the earth.

And this technology, not like black technology, directly elevated, but step by step, one technology, one technology, one technology, civilian, military, everything.

The Murong family recruited a lot of people from the rivers and lakes, the Murong family recruited people from the rivers and lakes to serve, the Murong family gained loyalty, and the people from the rivers and lakes were taught martial arts by the Murong family.

At this moment, a person who rushed into the attic, every one of them is not easy to match, the Murong family is very prestigious, it is naturally impossible to recruit some cats and dogs, everyone is in the rivers and lakes, I dare not say that it is famous, but it is also famous.

After he made a judgment on Yang Zai, he jumped directly and decisively.

Run, Gu Mozhi ran away again, without the slightest image of a monk,

He wanted to run, but Yang Zaifa didn't allow it, his rich body was as soft as a poisonous snake, but his body was weirdly writhing, and one of his arms, as if stretched, directly grabbed Gu Mozhi's heel.

A flame, but out of thin air, burned,

Yang Zaifa's palm couldn't help but loosen, and he directly hit it with a palm, the wind was whistling, and the energy was overflowing.

The palm wind blew out the flames.

Yang Zaifa's expression remained unchanged, looking at Gu Mozhi, who had rushed out of the window, he didn't chase after him, but said directly to Yang Qifeng beside him; "The hospitality is not good, and I also ask Master Duan to rest for a while,"

"The monk is hateful, the Murong family will definitely give Master Duan an explanation,"

"It's okay," Yang Qifeng shook his head absently, but his eyes were fixed on the mighty Gu Mozhi outside the window.

The mastery of one door is constantly displayed in the hands of Gumazhi.

It's not just the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but other weird martial arts are constantly being used by Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi loves martial arts, has shown the state of being a fire into the devil, he is determined to collect the world's martial arts, this time he came to Dali, intending to fulfill his promise, but also Tufan martial arts, basically he has been wiped out.

With a sneer, he came directly to a room under the leadership of the maidservant.

Time passed little by little, and the bustle outside gradually faded away, and Gu Mozhi had successfully escaped.

In the middle of the night, the door of the room opened by itself, and a man in a robe strode in.