Wei Xiaobao looked at Murong Fu with a smile, and laughed in a low voice: "Brother Murong is the dragon and phoenix among people, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes famous. ”

Murong Fu shook his head, if he wanted to be famous, he would have been able to do it a long time ago, he has always pursued the principle of low-key bargaining, but if it is a big deal, it is not a bad thing if he can have some reputation at this time.

I only heard the old man gushing out of his mouth, "North Qiao Feng" and "South Murong", "At that time, as soon as the Qiao Gang Leader descended the dragon palm, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the dragon's groan was deafening, and at first glance, I saw a golden dragon flying out of the Qiao Gang Leader's palm, looking up to the sky and roaring, and then went straight to Murong Gongzi......"

Speaking of this, the old man's voice stopped abruptly, and he slowly raised the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

The surrounding people urged: "You should say it quickly, how is Murong Gongzi?"

"That's it, you say it quickly, and I'll drink it later!"

"Tell me quickly, if you want to drink, we'll invite you!"

The old man finally put down his wine glass and continued: "Murong Gongzi was in danger, the golden light flashed on his body, and a golden dragon also flew out, larger than the dragon of Qiao's gang leader, and the sky was lightning and thunder, as if it was really a divine dragon descending to earth......

Suddenly, a voice interrupted: "What, Murong Gongzi will also descend the dragon eighteen palms?"

The others were shocked in their hearts, and another voice said: "I didn't expect the rumor of the Gusu Murong clan to 'repay the other with his way' is true!"

The old man was interrupted, his face was slightly unhappy, and he was silent.

Everyone asked, "What happened later?" "What happened later?" "Who is higher and who is lower in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending from the two people?"

Seeing that everyone's attention shifted to himself again, the old man smiled slightly: "Later, the two divine dragons collided, and the perfume pavilion was actually knocked apart, and the two were equally divided......

Everyone was disappointed, "How can it be evenly divided?"

"That's it, I think it should be Qiao Gang Master's Dragon Descending Palm that is more powerful. ”

"No, no, no, I think Murong Gongzi should be more powerful. ”

The crowd was arguing about which of the two had higher martial arts.

The old man smiled smugly and continued: "From now on, 'North Qiao Feng' and 'South Murong' are all famous in the world, and there is a way that if you don't see Nan Murong in your life, you will be called a master...... Also ......"

He "also" didn't "also" come out of anything for a long time, and everyone was impatient.

"What?"

"What's you say, it's always a mouthful. ”

"That's it, I promised to invite you to drink, and I still have such an appetite. ”

As everyone knows, the old man really "can't" come out, and finally has to say casually: "No." ”

When everyone heard these three words, they burst into laughter, and they immediately understood in their hearts that the old man couldn't go down, but a voice still asked, "What does this Murong Gongzi look like?"

Everyone's interest was immediately raised, and they looked at the old man with burning eyes.

The old man smiled slightly, as if he had regained face, "He looks very handsome, like a fairy descending to earth, burly, eight feet tall, and eight feet thick." ”

"What, you're still called Junlang when you look like this, aren't you lying to us?"

"It's just that you weren't there at the time, how could you know so much?"

The old man's face froze, "What nonsense are you talking about, although the old man has not seen it with his own eyes, but there is a friend from the rivers and lakes who was present who told the old man about the situation at that time carefully." ”

Murong Fu was dumbfounded when he heard this, and couldn't help but glance at his figure, and scolded secretly in his heart, which turtle grandson bastard described Lao Tzu's figure like this, if he let Lao Tzu know, he would definitely tear down his pipa bones, but he also secretly admired in his heart, this old man is really a talent!

Suddenly, a sneer came: "Hmph, what 'Nan Murong' is simply a waste of fame, how can he be as famous as the heroic Qiao gang leader." ”

Everyone followed the prestige, but it was a young man sitting in the corner, handsome and hearty, and a yellow shirt was quite noble.

At the same table with the young man was a young girl, with a fluttering white shirt and a beautiful appearance, everyone was dazzled, and they couldn't help but praise in their hearts: "It's so beautiful!"

These two people sit together, but it really has a bit of a fairy couple.

As soon as Wei Xiaobao saw the woman, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, and said secretly in his heart: "His grandmother, Lao Tzu has really lived in vain all these years, I didn't expect there to be so many beauties outside the palace, such a white and tender little girl, if she can hear her call 'Xiaobao's husband', Lao Tzu will live less...... No, no, no, I'm willing to win less silver. ”

For a while, she didn't like the young man next to her.

The girl seemed to be accustomed to being watched by everyone, and her face did not change in the slightest, but she just said, "Cousin, don't talk nonsense." ”

The old storyteller was demolished, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, so he immediately said: "Yes, it's better for young people not to talk nonsense." ”

Anger flashed on the young man's face, "Is it nonsense, Your Excellency knows in your heart, you praise Murong Gongzi so much, and I don't know how many taels of silver he gave you." ”

The people who listened to the book around were not happy, they listened to the book just to relieve their boredom after tea and dinner, but they didn't care about how much of the words were true or how false, and now they saw someone tearing down the stage, and immediately shouted: "You have the ability to say it." ”

"That's it, it's as if you've seen Murong Gongzi. ”

The yellow-shirted young man's face was anxious, and he shouted: "I have naturally seen the one surnamed Murong you mentioned, with average martial arts, and even more unsightly. ”

Wei Xiaobao glanced at Murong Fu with a strange face, but saw that Murong Fu ignored the young man's words, just looked at the girl in white with blank eyes, and was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered that this Murong Fu actually had the same "hobby" as himself, "Dead and dead, Brother Murong is more handsome than Lao Tzu, and his martial arts are strong, if he also takes a fancy to this woman, how can Lao Tzu still have hope......

I had no choice but to secretly hope that Murong Fu already had the few women who were beautiful and fragrant in Yanziwu, so he wouldn't be greedy anymore.

The old man didn't argue, but said lightly: "Young man, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth." ”

The woman in white also lightly touched the young man's arm and whispered, "Cousin, you can settle down!"

The young man listened to what the old man said that "Nan Murong" and "North Qiao Feng" were equally famous, and he was not angry for a while, but he couldn't get the support of his cousin, and he was already angry in his heart, and now his cousin was teaching him a lesson with outsiders, how could he bear it, and snorted angrily: "Hmph, a group of dirt buns who have never seen the world." ”

Everyone was furious, "You are the bun." ”

"I'm afraid you're not as good as a finger of Murong Gongzi. ”

"Megalomania!"

The young man suddenly got up and said, "If you don't believe it, you can call Murong Fu and compare with me to see who is better." ”