It is rare for everyone in the hall to see such a wonderful battle, although it is not a shocking battle, but it is enough to make people unsatisfied, at this time, seeing that the two sides seem to be shaking hands and making peace, they can't help but be a little dissatisfied, so they have to sit back in place silently and do their own thing.

Of course, there are also many people who are still whispering about the identities of Murong Fu and the second elder Xuanming, and no one dares to mention the battle of Shicai, after all, if one of them is unhappy, there is no reason to retaliate in private.

"Brother's words are wrong, walking the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is to make friends, if you want to make friends who treat you wholeheartedly, how can you do such a childish attitude!" Murong Fu persuaded with a serious tone, but there was no intention of letting go of his hand.

"This ......" Zhao Minhu's internal force shook, his shoulders shook strangely twice, and he wanted to get out quietly, but this trick was quite ingenious and had no effect at all under Murong Fu's hands.

In this way, Zhao Min was forcibly brought to the table by Murong Fu to sit down, and Xiao Er had already served a large jar of soju.

Smelling the faint and vague fragrance on Zhao Min's body, Murong Fu was already intoxicated, and unconsciously hugged her tighter.

Zhao Min's heart moved, and he suddenly looked at him with extremely surprised and disgusted eyes, and said in surprise: "You can't have anything...... What a dragon impotence, okay!"

I don't know if she was intentional or unintentional, her voice was very loud, everyone in the hall heard it clearly, and they all looked at Murong Fu very strangely for a while, and even a trace of surprise flashed on the faces of many people, no wonder they shook hands so easily, it turned out that they fell in love with the extremely handsome son......

Murong Fu hugged Zhao Min's arm and stiffened slightly, and the blue and red color on his face flashed, of course, this was not a big move, but Zhao Min was angry, "Okay, you little vixen, even if you are as cunning as a fox today, this son will make you suffer a big loss!"

Murong Fu, who scolded fiercely in his heart, had returned to normal on his face, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Xian is too careful, look at the beautiful wife and maid beside me, which one is not Tianzi and the country, how can the foolish brother have any strange habits, besides, ......"

Saying that, Murong Fu deliberately reached out and pinched Zhao Min's shoulders, arms, etc., "Brother Xian, although you are handsome, your body is too weak, I'm afraid that if you go to be a rabbit, you won't have anyone to ask for your ......."

Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, and then the anger in his eyes was about to erupt, but thinking of this special situation at this time, he swallowed his anger stiffly, and there was no expression on his face.

She already wanted to cry without tears in her heart, she pretended to be a man and walked the rivers and lakes, how could anyone dare to hook up with him like this, and before she got a few feet close to her, she was sent away by the second elder Xuan Ming and others, not to mention that her own martial arts are not weak, and it is difficult for the younger generation to get close, how do you know that she will meet a person like Murong Fu who has high martial arts and is unreasonable, and even has a very thick skin.

Seeing that Zhao Min was so coerced, Hebi Weng wanted to step forward to relieve the siege, but the deer stick next to him gently pulled his sleeve, shook his head slightly, and signaled to wait and see what happened.

"Come, Brother Xian, drink a bowl first!" Murong Fu put a large porcelain bowl in front of Zhao Min, and then made a gesture of please with his right hand, and the wine in the wine jar actually flew out automatically, like a mini waterfall, flowing into the porcelain bowl.

His internal force control is obviously much more superb than when he was fighting with Dongfang Undefeated in the restaurant, and everyone in the hall also applauded, and their hearts were full of admiration.

The two elders of Xuan Ming glanced at each other, and a thick shock flashed through them.

Zhao Min was not in the mood to appreciate such a magical martial art, and his face became more and more indifferent, as if he had changed into a different person, "Murong Gongzi, what can be said bluntly, I am really not used to being so close to a strange man, please let go of it, otherwise don't blame you for being unkind!"

With her wit, she could see that Murong Fu's behavior was obviously deliberate, but she didn't know if the other party had seen through her daughter's body.

As soon as these words came out, the eight burly men including the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were all standing behind the two, looking at Murong Fu with a tiger's eye, and even the two elders of Xuan Ming also changed to approach the two.

Hearing the wind, the second daughter saw that the situation was wrong, her body shook, and two faint green shadows passed through the crowd, and Ying Ying stood behind Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't intend to let her go, and laughed in his mouth: "Brother Xian, what do you mean by these subordinates, don't you want to eat and drink at the same table with us?"

Without waiting for Zhao Min to speak, Murong Fu said meaningfully: "But even if these people come together, I'm afraid they won't be able to drink the foolish brother, I think the virtuous brother should obediently accompany me for a few drinks!"

It looks like a friend who meets a friend and enthusiastically persuades him to drink, but it is like a rich man who robs people's daughters on the street.

Zhao Min's expression changed for a while, and after weighing it in his heart, he finally sighed secretly, rolled his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, just accompany Brother Murong to have a few drinks!"

Murong Fu repeated his old tricks and poured himself a bowl of wine, "Dry!"

The two of them lifted the bowl and touched it lightly, and they both drank it all.

What surprised Murong Fu was that Zhao Min had a big bowl of wine, and there was no discoloration on his face, as if he had nothing to do, and after a little thought, Murong Fu reacted, Zhao Min was originally a Mongolian, and when he drank wine, ordinary Central Plains men were probably really inferior to her.

However, Murong Fu, who has a six-vein divine sword, is not among the ordinary, a stick of incense has passed, and the two of them have four or five bowls of wine, during which Zhao Min intentionally or unintentionally asked about the origin of Murong Fu's martial arts, and who the master is.

Murong Fu is a sentence: family history!

Hearing such an almost perfunctory answer, Zhao Min hated itchy, but he was helpless, and suddenly said bluntly: "I look at the martial arts used by Brother Murong Shicai, and there is a great way to transfer the mind, but I don't know that it is the magic skill that is passed on from the Ming Sect!"

At this time, the hall was full of people and noise, and no one heard it except a few men nearby.

The two elders of Xuan Ming and Kutou Tuo have different expressions, and listen carefully.

"Qiankun has moved, uh......" Murong Fu's face was slightly red, as if he was not drunk, but his arm was still around Zhao Min's shoulder, "It is indeed the Ming Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill!"

"Where did you learn it?" Zhao Min asked with some impatience, but Murong Fu had already leaned on her, and he didn't have time to take care of it.

"Are you stupid, the Ming Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill naturally comes from the Ming Sect!" Murong Fu glanced at her in surprise.

"So, you're also a member of the Ming Sect?" Zhao Min's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotion.

Murong Fu shook his head violently, "No!

Zhao Min's eyes flashed with a different color, and he suddenly smiled, "Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's all right, come, let's continue drinking!" As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the wine jar and poured a bowl for Murong Fu.

In the blink of an eye, three or four bowls of wine went down, and the difference with Shicai was that this time only Murong Fu drank alone, Zhao Min just kept pouring wine and persuading wine, seeing that Murong Fu was drunk in a daze, and seemed to be completely drunk, Zhao Min's face turned cold, and his elbow crutched in his chest, and he knocked him to the ground.

"Childe!" Hearing the wind and blowing snow, he was frightened, so he stepped forward to help.

But Zhao Min was prepared, took a step forward, blocked in front of the second daughter, and turned to the group of subordinates and said, "Murong Gongzi is drunk, don't help him to rest in the mansion!"

The second elder of Xuan Ming reacted immediately, his face was happy, and he was about to step forward, but he was preempted by Kutoutuo and set up Murong Fu, but the two of them did not doubt him, after all, Kutoutuo has always been very enthusiastic about the affairs of the county lord.

"What do you want to do?" Listening to the wind, he also saw that something was wrong, and asked in a coquettish voice, and the long sword in his hand was not ambiguous, and with a "brush", he drew his sword and stabbed at Kutoutuo, and Blowing Snow followed closely behind.

But the gray shadow flashed in front of him, and there were two more people, it was the second elder of Xuan Ming, the obscene gaze in the eyes of the deer staff guest swept away the second girl, hehe smiled, the deer head cane in his hand turned in the air, and the sword that listened to the wind was opened, and the crane pen Weng stopped the blowing snow.

"The two girls don't need to be anxious, they have drunk too much when they see Brother Murong late, so it's better for you to go to my house with him to rest for half a day and sober up!" Zhao Min's cold voice came.

"Phew, you are obviously uneasy and kind, let go of my son-in-law, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around!" Tingfeng took a sip and retorted unceremoniously.

Zhao Min was silent, and the two elders of Xuan Ming slowly walked towards the two daughters who listened to the wind, even the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were also ready to move, as long as Zhao Min gave an order, they immediately shot and shot the two little girls with random arrows.

Listening to the wind, he changed the eccentric temperament of the elves in the past, his expression gradually became cold, the slightest sword on the long sword was uncertain, and the blowing snow was even more silent, staring at the bitter head Tuo who was holding Murong Fu, and he actually saw that his vest was cold.

The two girls who were about to make a move suddenly froze, glanced at each other, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Since my master invited the two of you to the mansion as well, you have to go if you don't go!"

"Yes, try it over there!" Listening to the wind sneered, he held hands with Blowing Snow, listened to the wind and used his left palm, Blowing Snow made his right palm, and swiped left and right with both palms at the same time, and at the same time hit the deer sticker, and in an instant, the overwhelming palm force pressed towards the deer sticker.

Deer Stick Ke felt that his breathing was sluggish, and he was immediately shocked, even his body slowed down, and he was about to be hit by the second girl, when suddenly a force came from the side and pulled him over, it was Hebi Weng.

"Hmph, you're lucky this time!" Listening to the wind snorted softly, the second daughter disappeared in place.

"Is this a human or a ghost!" Lu Zhu looked at the direction of the door with palpitations, and today he was planted in the hands of a few young juniors, and he was in a trance for a while.