When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be taken aback, this fat monk was not only incredible, but also seemed to have a very difficult status in the temple, even the abbot of Xuanci had no way to take him, and his expressions were different for a while, thoughtful.

"Is it a warning, or is it a threat, or is it hinting at me?" Murong Fu looked at the direction in which the fat monk disappeared, puzzled, compared to others, he was much more afraid of the fat monk.

Let Murong Gongzi smile. Xuan Ci shook his head a little embarrassed.

"Don't dare. Murong Fu's heart moved, and he asked Xuanci, "I don't know which senior monk of your temple is that master?"

Xuan Ci coughed dryly, and was about to speak, when suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice of surprise came, "Hey, what's going on here?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and a small woman walked towards her, dressed in white, with a bun on her head, her skin was better than snow, shining brightly under the reflection of the sun, her face was delicate and flawless, her face was watery, like a ripe peach, and there was a hint of charm between her eyebrows, which added a bit of charm.

When the heroes saw this woman, they couldn't help but be stunned, they hadn't seen beautiful women, Zhou Zhiruo, Li Mochou, etc., who were present, were all stunning women of the best in the world, but compared with this woman, they always felt a little less tasteful, and the person in front of them was like a fairy who only eats fireworks in the world.

When Murong Fu saw the person, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva very angrily, his mouth was a little dry, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift to a stormy night.

"The concubine is late, please forgive the abbot. The woman's lotus step moved slightly, stepped forward and arched her hand towards Xuan Ci, and said apologetically.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the Huang Gang leader can come, the temple is shining, I don't know how Guo Daxia is doing recently?"

A trace of gloom flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, but there was a smile on his face, "Thanks to the master's concern, Brother Jing can eat and sleep, and his body is healthy, by the way, but I don't know that your temple is ......."

Huang Rong turned her words around, pointed to the ruins of the Scripture Pavilion not far away, and asked suspiciously.

Xuan Ci's face was a little embarrassed, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, but he heard a delicate voice behind Huang Rong sound, "Brother Murong, you are really here!

Immediately, a pale green shadow went straight towards Murong Fu, standing two feet in front of him, his hands twisted together, and his face was red, it was Guo Fu.

Murong Fu was pulled back into his thoughts, looked at Huang Rong, then at Guo Fu, and said with a smile, "Fu'er, I thought you wouldn't participate in this martial arts conference." ”

"How come," Guo Fu didn't have any scheming, and immediately said excitedly when he heard the words, "Originally, we set off a long time ago, but in the middle of the way, we encountered a few Mongolian ......"

"Fu'er!" Huang Rong called, interrupting Guo Fu's words, the smile on her face disappeared, and she said lightly, "Murong Gongzi is too careful, how can Xiangyang City be absent from such a martial arts event, not to mention that the concubine is still the leader of the beggar gang, so she should be present." ”

"I see. Seeing that Huang Rong was so cold to him, Murong Fu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, turned to look at Guo Fu, and took Guo Fu's little hand, "Fu'er, let's go over there and talk." ”

Guo Fu struggled timidly, but didn't break away, so he let him pull it, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or happy.

"Fu'er!" Huang Rong's face changed slightly, and she wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so she had to snort coldly, "Fu'er, don't forget what you promised to be a mother on the road." ”

Guo Fu seemed to remember something, his little face turned slightly white, and he finally broke away from Murong Fu's hand and returned to Guo Fu.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Huang Rong with deep meaning, and said lightly, "Aunt Guo, Fu'er was promised to me by you personally, but why is this now?"

"Murong Gongzi, although the Guo family is not a famous family and a scholarly family, it is also a good family with innocence and innocence.

Huang Rong's words were full of words, and her voice was full of emotion, as if Murong Fu had already done something to Guo Fu.

If ordinary people were told by her, they were afraid that they would be ashamed to see people, but Murong Fu didn't take it to heart at all, smiled slightly, and said, "Aunt Guo said a little too much, but I don't remember when I tarnished Fu'er's innocence, but I ...... that night in Kaifeng Mansion."

"Murong Fu!" Suddenly, Huang Rong interrupted Murong Fu's words with a coquettish shout, and looked at him fiercely.

"Mother, what happened that night in Kaifeng Mansion?" Guo Fu couldn't help but be curious and asked.

Huang Rong ignored it and glanced at Murong Fu deeply, "Murong Gongzi, don't go too far." ”

Murong Fu spread his hands and didn't speak, but the smug look in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Ahem...... I see that it is not early today, the temple has been cleaned out of the meditation room, please move to the meditation room to rest, and continue the martial arts conference tomorrow. Xuan Ci saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly came out to interrupt, in fact, he was also very upset, today's martial arts conference was held, I was afraid that it was about to become the laughing stock of the world.

When everyone heard this, they all came back to their senses, Murong Fu's romance is well-known in the martial arts, looking at today's situation, I don't know if it has anything to do with Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei faction, it is the daughter of Guo Jing and his wife, and it is not clear, there are so many stunning women around him, he is really envious of others.

Under the greeting of the monks of Shaolin Temple, the group of heroes went to the meditation room in batches, the Shaolin Temple covers an extremely wide area, the Zen room is numerous, only one or two thousand people, but it can be accommodated, but it is not easy to maintain order, so the Shaolin Temple requires that in addition to the heads and elders of the various factions, the young disciples go to the tent in front of the mountain gate to rest.

Of course, some women, including the Emei faction, were inconvenient to stay in the temple and were also asked to live outside the temple.

When Zhou Zhiruo passed by Guo Fu's side, she glanced at her lightly, and it was this glance that almost froze Guo Fu's entire body, Huang Rong noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly blocked in front of Guo Fu, frowning slightly, "Jiuyin True Scripture?"

Zhou Zhiruo's expression remained unchanged, and she said coldly, "Mrs. Guo is too lenient, where did you learn the martial arts from this seat, and you still have to report to Mrs. Guo?"

As she spoke, she bit the word "Mrs. Guo" very hard, and glanced at Murong Fu with her eyes undetectable, but no one else noticed Murong Fu's eyes looking at Huang Rong, but she saw it.

Murong Fu's expression was a little unnatural, he swept around, the group of heroes was almost gone, and one of them was standing in front of the ruins of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in a daze, and suddenly remembered something, and said loudly, "Master, what you promised me before, does it still count?"

The sweeping monk didn't look back, and said, "Nature counts." ”

"Then the competition, did I win, or did the master win?" Murong Fu asked again.

The sweeping monk was silent for a moment, and let out a long sigh, "It's the donor who wins." ”

Xuan Ci heard it in a fog, and couldn't help but ask, "What did the master promise to the son?"

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it." ”

Xuan Cheng's lips moved slightly, and he used the sound transmission to enter the secret, and told Xuan Ci what happened in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After hearing this, Xuan Ci's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Murong Gongzi, what conditions do you have, you might as well say it, if the temple can do it, you must take advantage of it." ”

"Hehe, the abbot thinks beautifully. Murong Fu smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "What conditions, I haven't thought about it yet, when I think about it, I will go and tell the master, this matter may not be the matter of Shaolin Temple." ”

Xuan Ci listened to his meaningful words, his brows furrowed, but he didn't know what to say, and finally just sighed, "It's getting late, Murong Gongzi better rest early, Amitabha." ”

After Xuan Ci left, there were only Murong Fu and his party, Huang Rong's mother and daughter, and Xiao Feng's father and son left in the field.

Xiao Yuanshan glanced at the sweeping monk with a complicated expression, and then looked at Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan said, "Murong old puppet, the revenge of killing his wife, is not a common thing, this time you won, next time it may not be." ”

After finishing speaking, he and Xiao Feng swept up and ran towards the mountain gate, and the Yeluqi brothers and sisters who had arrived with Xiao Feng before and a few strong men also hurriedly followed.

"Master, are you chasing?" Li Mochou raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu shook his head slowly, "Xiao Feng is still of great use, so Xiao Yuanshan will leave him alive for the time being." ”

Letting go of Xiao Yuanshan is actually a helpless move, he still hasn't figured out what the relationship between the sweeping monk and the Xiao family's father and son is, why he will desperately defend them, in addition, the appearance of the fat monk also made him jealous, and it was his code of conduct to plan everything and then act.

"Gang Leader Huang, your mother and daughter are coming alone, it is inconvenient to act, and this temple does not accept female guests to stay overnight, so it is better to go to the Murong family's camp to rest. Murong Fu thought about it and said to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, scolded in her heart, she threatened me just now, and now she came to please me again, this cheeky person is really a dog, but she smiled skillfully on her face, "No need, my beggar gang is not without one." ”

"Brother Murong, my mother and I didn't come alone, and the big and small martial arts also came, but they went to Uncle Wu's side. ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then remembered Wu Santong, his heart moved, he winked at Guo Fu, and said, "Since this is the case, then I won't greet you." ”

The Murong family followed a little monk to a rather spacious Zen courtyard, which was a residence dedicated to receiving big factions like Emei Wudang, and the Murong family was given special treatment.

"Sorrow, I have something to do, you come with me. After settling the girls, Murong Fu walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Li Mochou nodded and followed.

"Fu'er," Murong Bo suddenly called.

Murong Fu turned his head, a trace of complexity flashed on his face, and he was silent for a long time, but finally called softly, "Daddy." ”

Murong Bo smiled kindly, "Be careful on the road." ”

"Got it. Murong Fu nodded.

In fact, getting along with Murong Bo always feels a little weird, but this call of "Daddy" doesn't seem to be as embarrassing as imagined.