Zhong Ling suddenly became vigilant and looked around.

I saw a gray shadow flash, and suddenly appeared in front of her, it was a black-bearded Taoist man holding a dust.

When Zhong Ling saw someone coming, he immediately put away the brocade box containing the ice silkworm, and said vigilantly: "I won't sell it!" ”

As he spoke, he wanted to bypass the other party and leave. ❋

But the figure flickered, but it stood in front of her.

"The girl still listens to the poor Dao's persuasion, this kind of treasure is not something you can have, it is better to give it to the poor Dao, and the poor Dao will bear this sin!"

A hint of greed flashed in the eyes of the Black Whisker Dao Man, and he sneered.

Zhong Lingcai didn't believe his words, not to mention that this thousand-year-old ice silkworm was not her own, even if it was her own, she would not sell it to this old man.

"You, a monk, came to rob me of a little girl's things, and you are still so unforgiving, ashamed and ashamed?"

Zhong Ling grimaced at him and was about to walk past him again.

However, this time, the Black Whisker Daoist did not have the patience before, and swept away the dust in his hand, only to hear a clear sound, and the stone bricks on the wall were like flour paste, and he swept out a deep ravine, and the bricks turned into powder, and fell down with a bang, and this hand of kung fu directly frightened Zhong Ling in place.

The Black Whisker Daoist said coldly: "Little girl, hand over the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, and the poor Dao can spare your life, otherwise...... Hehe! ”

Speaking of the back, the man let out a oozing laugh coldly.

Zhong Ling was extremely frightened, but thinking that this thousand-year-old ice silkworm was Murong Fu's, how could he give it to the other party without authorization, so he pretended to be tough and said: "This ice silkworm can't be given to you, if you want silver, I still have some on me, you can take it, but this ice silkworm can't." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

Hearing this, the Black Whisker Daoist was furious, with a wave of his long sleeves, a crisp slap sounded, Zhong Ling was directly fanned out, and a five-finger palm print appeared on the white and tender cheek on the right, which was as red as blood, and instantly swollen.

"Really, I don't dare to kill you? Since you are so ignorant, then the poor road can only kill today! ”

As he spoke, the murderous intent in the eyes of the Black Whisker Dao man was great, and his face was frosty, and he walked slowly towards Zhong Ling.

"What a big breath, today I want to see how you kill!"

As a cold and arrogant voice sounded, the Black Bearded Daoist only felt a phantom flicker in front of him, and then saw a handsome boy in brocade appear in front of him, as if he appeared out of thin air.

Zhong Ling, who was already in despair, suddenly saw Murong Fu appear, and at this moment, she instantly felt an unprecedented sense of security, only to feel that the other party's back was also becoming taller in her eyes.

Although the Black Whisker Daoist didn't know how Murong Fu appeared, seeing that the other party was only in his twenties, a trace of contempt suddenly flashed in his eyes and said, "Your Excellency, is this going to be stronger?" ”

"What skills do you have to show off, if you don't do it now, you won't have a chance in the future!"

Glancing at the puffiness on Zhong Ling's cheeks, a surge of anger swelled in Murong Fu's heart, and his eyes were also filled with coldness when he looked at the Black Bearded Daoist.

"The vertical son is ignorant, arrogant, poor and unfair, known as 'Jiaowang', where did you come from, dare to talk to me like this?"

For some reason, the unfair Taoist met the other party's gaze, and suddenly a very uneasy emotion came to his heart, and for the sake of insurance, he pretended to ask a hard question.

"Gusu, Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect it to be this old way, but he still said his identity.

"What, Nan Murong?"

As soon as the unjust Taoist heard his name, his face turned white with fright, his legs trembled, he hesitated, and fell to his knees directly.

"Xiaodao has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, and he actually collided with Murong Gongzi's friend, Xiaodao should be damned, beg for ...... I beg my son to be merciful and spare Xiaodao's life! ”

The unjust Taoist suddenly kowtowed like pounding garlic, and his tone was full of fear and panic.

Murong Fu had heard the name of this unfair person, and at the same time knew that he had some friendship with the "Sword God" Zhuo Bufan, and he thought that the other party was also quite backbone, or he was rebellious by nature, but he didn't expect to be so timid and spare his life, so he knelt down directly for himself.

This made Murong Fu, who originally wanted to kill him, hesitate.

"You old way, why are you so unproductive? Still not standing up? ”

Murong Fu said with some dissatisfaction.

The corners of the unjust Daoist's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said: "Murong Gongzi, your famous name, Xiaodao has already been like thunder, and now that you can see the true face, how dare you make a mistake in front of Gongzi!" ”

Seeing the slap marks on Zhong Ling's face, he seemed to realize something, and hurriedly slapped ten heavy slaps on his face, until his face was swollen into a pig's head, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and several teeth were knocked out, and then he stopped.

Seeing that he knew him so well, Murong Fu was even more difficult to make a move for a while.

"Your name as 'Jiaowang' can be regarded as famous all over the world, why don't you even have the courage to shoot at me, what kind of trick are you playing?"

Murong Fu frowned, very puzzled in his heart.

The unfair Daoist didn't want to say it, but when he saw Murong Fu's eyes as if he was forced to look at him, he could only tremble and say, "Hui Gongzi, Zhang ...... Zhang Xudao people are ...... It's Xiaodao's senior brother. ”

Hearing this, Murong Fu instantly understood.

I didn't expect this unfair Daoist to be the junior brother of the Zhang Xudao man he killed in the downtown back then, no wonder he was so afraid of himself.

After all, he was able to kill Zhang Xudao ten years ago, and now his reputation is getting bigger and bigger, as the junior brother of Zhang Xudao people, how dare he use force against him.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu's eyes looking at the unjust Daoist were also a little meaningful.

He ignored the other party for the time being, but turned around and came to Zhong Ling's side and helped her up.

Zhong Ling held his arm, although he looked a little miserable, he still laughed heartlessly: "Brother Murong, he wants to rob my ice silkworm, I don't dare to give it to him without your consent." ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he suddenly said with some displeasure: "If you like this thing, I will give it to you, and next time someone else wants it, you will give it to him, why bother to hurt yourself?" ”

When Zhong Ling heard his words, he was suddenly touched in the depths of his heart, and a pair of wonderful eyes looked at Murong Fu, and there was also a hint of strange brilliance.

Murong Fu saw the puffiness on Zhong Ling's face, glared at the unjust Taoist, and said coldly: "Wait for me at the inn!" ”

With that, he hugged Zhong Ling and disappeared in place.

Although Murong Fu didn't say what kind of inn it was, the unjust Daoist didn't dare to delay at all, endured the pain on his face, and chased him out.

Although he was very afraid of Murong Fu, he thought that this might be an opportunity for him to make friends with the other party, and he also put on a humble posture, and after finding the inn where Murong Fu was, he waited honestly downstairs, and did not dare to leave for a moment.