Ling Shuanghua's eyes flashed with surprise from time to time, and he thought in his heart, if he became so ugly one day, it would be better to die, and then he thought, if it was for Brother Ding, even if he really became like this!

Suddenly feeling a heat in the palm of his hand, Ling Shuanghua came back to his senses, only to see Murong Fu pinching his palm, slightly annoyed.

was about to say a few words of reprimand, but remembering that he did his best for his own affairs, he had to silently withdraw his hand and give Murong Fu a blank look.

Murong Fu didn't see this flattering glance, because he didn't dare to look at Ling Shuanghua's face, even if he knew that it was fake.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Ling Shuanghua was startled, if he saw a man in the room for his father, maybe something would happen, and hurriedly looked at Murong Fu.

"Shhh......h

The two breathed a sigh of relief, Ling Shuanghua looked at Murong Fu suspiciously, Murong Fu didn't explain, and said directly: "Miss Ling, I have already taught you the disguise technique, and the rest is up to you." There is also this technique that is a top secret of my Murong family, so remember not to pass it on. ”

Ling Shuanghua saluted respectfully, "The little girl can't repay the kindness of the child." ”

"I don't need to repay it, I also repay others' favors. ”

Murong Fu walked to the door and opened the door, Di Yun was standing outside the door and looking, and when he saw Murong Fu coming out, he hurriedly said, "Childe, you must not make a ...... Make ......"

He wanted to say that you should not do anything bad in the name of a bad person, but when the words came to his lips and he swallowed them again.

Murong Fu glared at him, "Let's go." ”

At noon the next day, Murong Fu took Mu Wanqing and Di Yun to Wanfu, Mu Wanqing saw that there was more people around Murong Fu, but he didn't react, and he didn't even look at Di Yun more.

Wan Zhen Mountain is quite famous in Jingzhou, Murong Fu asked casually, and passers-by said: "Do you still need to ask, the biggest room in front of you is the one in front of you." ”

Hearing the words "Wan Lao Hero", Murong Fu sneered, and Mu Wanqing said curiously: "Fulang, what are we going to Wanfu for?"

"Hexi!" Murong Fu sneered. Thinking of being chased and killed by Lu Kun's little deflated three to commit suicide in the river, Murong Fu's hatred rose in his heart, and after accumulating for so many years, he naturally wanted to pay back now.

At this time, in Wanfuzhong, the lights are lit up and the guests are full. A burly old man in the hall was chatting with the guests, only to hear him say:

"Thank you for your face, come to participate in the dog wedding, Wan is grateful, please eat and drink to your heart's content, if there is any inconsiderate hospitality, Wan is here to make amends to you. ”

It turned out that this person was Wan Zhen Mountain.

The surrounding guests said: "Old man Wan is polite", "Where is the old hero......

At a table of banquets in the corner, a woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes pouted slightly, "Hmph, what kind of old hero and little hero, he is a little famous in this small place, and he really thinks he is some kind of martial arts celebrity." ”

A middle-aged man next to him reprimanded: "Shan'er, don't talk nonsense, this Wanzhen Mountain is known as 'Wuyun Hand', which is quite famous in the Jiangnan martial arts, but he has also done a lot of good things, and he deserves the word 'old hero'." ”

The woman named Shan'er looked unconvinced, and whispered: "Our dignified Huashan faction, is our reputation smaller than his!"

Although she spoke quietly, the middle-aged man seemed to have excellent hearing, and I saw that his face became stern, "Shan'er, how do I usually teach you, why can't you recognize the general ...... so much?"

A beautiful woman next to the man pulled the man's sleeve, "Forget it, Shan'er is still young, and besides, she is out again." ”

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she looked at Shan'er with a slight reproach, "You too, we went south this time to accompany Pingzhi back to his hometown to worship his parents, passing through Jingzhou, and getting the hospitality of this Wanzhen Mountain, how can there be so many small words." ”

A young man next to Shan'er also said: "Yes, senior sister, let's just eat and drink, and when we get to the Lin family in Fujian, you can treat it as your own home." ”

Seeing that the middle-aged man had a calm face, Shan'er didn't dare to say more, snorted slightly, and stepped on the young man under the table.

In the hall, a servant came to Wan Zhenshan's side, "Master, the auspicious time has come, it's time for the newcomer to worship the church." ”

Wan Zhenshan's face was even more joyful, "Okay, go and ask Gui'er to come to the church." ”

In a short time, a couple of newlyweds had arrived in front of the hall, and all the guests stood up to watch.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the gate, although the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

The guests were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and Wan Zhenshan's relatives all looked angry, but they didn't expect that someone would come to make trouble without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

A small number of people with deep internal strength are secretly surprised by the depth of their internal strength.

Wan Zhenshan's face turned black in an instant, and he felt more and more that he was unfavorable for the passing years, why would someone come to make trouble every time he feasted on fellow martial artists!

Three years ago, when he had a big birthday, Lu Tong of Taihang Mountain picked two barrels of "gold" and poured them in this hall, which made Wanmen lose face......

Everyone looked in the direction of the door, and saw three people standing at the gate, a young and handsome son, a woman with a black veil and an unkempt young man, it was Murong Fu, Mu Wanqing and Di Yun.

At this time, all the guests also reacted that these three people were here to make trouble, and many people talked about it one after another, "Who are these three people, who dare to make trouble at the wedding of Prince Wan"

"Could it be another drama of snatching relatives?"

"Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming, I am afraid that there will be another good show, strange, why say again. ”

Wan Zhenshan, along with his son Wan Gui, originally had eight disciples, but one was killed by Murong Fu ten years ago, and now there are only seven left.

When the seven disciples saw that someone had come to make trouble, they uttered unlucky words and were furious.

As the groom, Wan Gui was inconvenient to make a move, and the other six people rushed up, wanting to teach Murong Fu a lesson.

"Stop!" Wan Zhenshan was stunned, and when he saw his disciple draw his sword and step forward, he immediately shouted.

The six disciples stopped immediately, but they had already arrived in front of Murong Fu, Murong Fu would not be polite, raised his hand slightly, and did not see how he moved, and the six of them flew out upside down.

Everyone gasped, they didn't even see how people made a move just now.

The six disciples fell to the ground, their faces were hot and painful, and they glanced at each other, only to find that there was an extra slap mark on their faces, and they were all angry, and said that Murong Fu took the opportunity to sneak attack them.

Seeing that the sixth disciple was about to make a move, Wan Zhenshan immediately shouted: "Don't retreat yet." The six disciples had no choice but to retreat.