Duan Zhengming didn't understand how martial arts matters could have anything to do with eating, but seeing that Murong Fu seemed to be inconvenient to speak, he said, "Murong Gongzi, it's okay to say it!"

Murong Fu shook his head and sighed, silent.

Duan Zhengchun was taken aback, "Isn't my nephew not saved?" This surprise is not trivial, he has no heirs in his life, only Duan Yu is such a nephew, he has always been regarded as a son, and besides, the society of Dali still wants him to inherit, how can something happen.

Murong Fu shook his head again, "It's not that it's hopeless, it's just ......"

Duan Zhengchun understood when he arrived, and his face hesitated for a while, "As long as Murong Gongzi is willing to come to the rescue, the matter of the six-vein divine sword will be revealed, but Gongzi has to promise not to pass on the sword scripture." ”

Murong Fu secretly slandered in his heart, not to mention that the value of the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu was not under the Six Veins Divine Sword, even if I didn't give anything, what could you do to me.

However, it is still useful to keep Duan Yu now, but he can't really see death without saving, so he said: "Emperor Duan, from now on, the Duan family of Dali can no longer use this matter as an excuse to embarrass the Murong family. ”

Duan Zhengming gritted his teeth and nodded.

But suddenly, an extremely ugly voice came, "Rebellious ministers and thieves, who are even qualified to represent the Duan clan of Dali!" It was Duan Yanqing.

Duan Zhengming's face was unhappy, but this was not the time to worry about Duan Yanqing, and the other monks of Tianlong Temple were even more silent.

Murong Fu grabbed Duan Yu's lower abdomen with one hand and lifted him two feet into the air.

Duan Yu let out an "ah", only to feel that several internal breaths on his body left his body through his lower abdomen, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

After the small half of the incense, Duan Yu felt that a stream of heat in Murong Fu's hand returned to his lower abdomen, and the dantian was churning and stirring, slightly swollen and painful, and he couldn't help but say: "Murong ...... Big brother, ...... again It's back again. ”

Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "Now what you have in your body is your own internal force, if you feel that you can't hold it, you can vent it yourself." ”

Duan Yu had doubts, what is it to vent one or two by himself, suddenly the dantian moved, and a stream of internal breath rushed out, which was the same as the situation after absorbing people's internal force that day, Duan Yu used the mental method taught by his uncle and incorporated the internal force into the big vertebral acupoint.

However, after the internal breath entered the Dazhu acupoint, it was not settled, but entered the shoulder Zhen acupoint from the Tianzong acupoint, and then passed through the "Xiaohai", "Zhizheng", "Yanggu" and other acupoints on the left arm, and finally arrived at the "Shaoze" place, as if encountering an obstacle and stagnating.

Duan Yu's left arm has a steady stream of internal force accumulation, but there is no way forward, the meridians of his arm are already slightly bulging, and the green tendons on his forehead are in pain.

Duan Zhengming next to him was also shocked, but since he had let Murong Fu be treated, no matter what happened halfway, he would not bother.

Suddenly, Murong Fu's free hand touched Duan Yu's lower abdomen, and with an angry cry, Duan Yu's left little finger suddenly shot out a light purple energy.

Duan Yu trembled, only to feel that his internal breath was smooth, his whole body was comfortable, he "snorted" a few times, and couldn't help but ejaculate a few more times.

The monks of Tianlong Temple could see that what Duan Yu had made was the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and for a while, they were overjoyed in their hearts, thinking: Duan's First Pulse has finally produced a rare genius who has been rare for hundreds of years and has successfully cultivated the Six-Vein Divine Sword!

Murong Fu put Duan Yu down and said with a slight smile: "Brother Duan, don't shoot again, you will pay for shooting things that are broken!" I saw that there were already a few more deep holes the thickness of my little finger on the blue and white stone floor.

Duan Yu smiled, but seeing that Murong Fu's face was slightly pale, and a little beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he immediately bowed down, "Thank you Brother Murong for saving me, Junior Brother can't repay it!"

Murong Fu laughed, "What is the meaning of no repayment, as long as you send more gold and silver treasures to Shenhezhuang, you will repay the favor." ”

Duan Yu immediately nodded and said: "It must be, for sure!" But a little gold and silver is still not enough to repay Brother Murong for saving his life, in the future, if Brother Murong needs it, Duan Yu will definitely die." ”

Duan Zhengming's face darkened next to him, and he sighed secretly in his heart, "You stupid reputation, what do you know, the Duan family has already paid the Zhen Sect to learn!" But he naturally saw that Murong Fu not only worked very hard to save Duan Yu, but also helped him refine the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and he was still a little grateful in his heart, and immediately said: "Thank you Murong Gongzi for saving the little nephew." ”

Murong Fu waved his hand, "You're welcome!"

Wang Yuyan stepped forward to help him wipe off the beads of sweat, of course, the fine sweat on his forehead was forcibly forced out by Murong Fu with internal force, in fact, he didn't exert much effort, even the internal force didn't consume much, he just sucked out the internal force in Duan Yu's body that didn't belong to him, transformed it into the true qi of the Northern Darkness, and then sent it into his dantian.

Duan Yu looked at Wang Yuyan's intimacy with Murong Fu, and his heart suddenly became extremely sour, but he still took a deep seat, and said with a slightly red face: "Xiaosheng Duan Yu, I have seen immortals...... I've seen girls. ”

Wang Yuyan has never liked to see irrelevant men, and she was forced to come here today, and now Duan Yu accosted her for no reason, so she ignored it.

Duan Yu didn't feel embarrassed, just stared at Wang Yuyan's side face and kept looking obsessed.

Murong Fu smiled, "Yu Yan, this is Duan Gongzi of Dali." ”

Wang Yuyan turned around and bowed gently, "I've seen Duan Gongzi!"

Duan Yu didn't seem to realize it, and muttered in his mouth: "Yu Yan, Yu Yan...... Smiley, amiable, wonderful! wonderful!"

Duan Zhengming next to him looked embarrassed, so he had to turn his face away and not look at him.

Wang Yuyan saw that this young man was boasting about his name in front of his cousin, his face was slightly unhappy, and he turned around and returned to Murong Xue's side.

Murong Fu looked at the beggars and arched his hand at Qiao Feng, "I don't know what the beggars are doing when they come to Yanziwu?"

One of the beggars stepped forward and said, "The deputy gang leader of our gang died tragically at the hands of the Gusu Murong clan, so naturally revenge is coming!" As soon as he said this, the group of beggars was furious, "Yes! Revenge! Revenge!"

Murong Fu glanced at the person who spoke, but it was a middle-aged beggar, with tattered clothes and eight bags hanging on his body, and he looked quite elegant.

Murong Fu didn't know who he was, so he asked lightly: "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is and what is your position in the beggar gang?"

The middle-aged beggar's eyes flashed with pride, and he replied loudly: "No, Quan Guanqing is the helmsman of the beggar gang's great wisdom rudder." "In the beggar gang, as young as him can be above the helmsman, except for Qiao Feng, it is him, and it is inevitable that he will be a little complacent in his heart.

Murong Fu suddenly realized in his heart, it turned out to be you! He glanced at Quan Guanqing with a smile, "You said that Deputy Gang Leader Ma died at the hands of my Murong family, I don't know what evidence there is?" Not to mention that I am talking to your gang leader, when will it be your turn to speak?"