Chapter 54: Provocation

The noble and gorgeous purple sedan chair, four martial arts masters with unique skills are the sedan chair drivers, and four beautiful and beautiful beauties are maids, hugging back and forth. In addition, there were eight guards with guns and swords, sitting on eight strong and powerful high-quality horses, guarding the front and rear, such a huge formation even Suzhou Mansion Yin did not have.

This pedestrian walks on the street, naturally arouses the attention of countless people in the streets and alleys, this pedestrian in the viewer's jealousy or admiration or lost eyes all the way to the hurried, when the hour is approaching, to the Qingyunzhuang located in Yupan Mountain.

The eight guards immediately dismounted and went to knock at the door. The guards in the door were first shocked when they came out to see such a formation, and then asked sharply, "Who are you here and what are you doing?"

The words landed, the sword light and sword light flashed, and I saw that the first two guards pulled out the sword and sword three inches, showing the sharp edge of the sword and the sword, and at the same time, the two guards behind the two said coldly: "You can go to Tongyu, the Mo Gongzi of Wenyi Longyuan visited, and I want to see Murong Fu Murong Gongzi." ”

"Well, you wait here. The guard, whose face was already pale, did not have the sharpness of his words just now, but more cowardice.

The sound of messy footsteps sounded, and Murong Fu in the garden wanted to pierce ten leaves falling in the air with a sword, because of the distraction of two footsteps, only nine of the ten leaves that fell without any regularity finally only nine of them penetrated into the sword, and one fell to the ground, Deng Baichuan stepped forward to praise Murong Fu's swordsmanship, but a voice sounded in his ears in advance, a name that he didn't want to hear: "Qi Yu Gongzi, Qi Yu Zhuang Master, Wen Yi Longyuan's ink pouring pool came to the door with a fierce momentum, saying that he wanted to see Gongzi." The panic in the voices of the two could not be concealed, and the arrogance of the two uninvited guests who dared to show their swords just now was still lingering in the minds of the two.

Three footsteps, one as light as a flying feather, one as fast as a wind, and one as a footstep as a mountain came one after another, "Mo Dump Chi, what is he doing in our Qingyun Village?"

Murong Fu didn't pay attention to the voices around him, his elegant and exquisite technique hid the general in the sheath, a faint smile overflowed on his elegant and chic face, and he said lightly: "The person who came is a guest, not to mention that I have long wanted to see Mo Dump Pond, since he came to visit, then you will meet him with me for a while, and I also want to find out from him about Taihu Lake and Xiaojing Lake." ”

"Okay, let's see what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the Ink Dumping Pool!" The storm laughed evilly, and the other three people also showed chuckles on their faces one after another, especially Bao Wei said that the purpose was obvious and domineering, and said: "No, no, we are not looking at what medicine is sold in the gourd of the Ink Dumping Pool, but completely distancing ourselves from the Ink Dumping Pond, cutting it in two, what qualifications does the Ink Dumping Pool have to cooperate with our son-in-law as a friend?"

Murong Fu didn't speak, walked two steps quickly, then stopped, glanced back at the pear blossom tree, dressed in a white dress and won the snow, like a fairy, floating out of the dust, like Wang Yuyan of the fairy in the moon, wanting to speak and stopping, and finally left in a hurry.

Wang Yuyan pinched the pear blossom in her hand, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, the faint fragrance of pear blossoms came into the tip of her nose, but she couldn't erase the look on Murong Fu's wrist when he heard that the ink pouring pool had arrived. What would happen to a person who had already developed cowardice before seeing his opponent really faced his opponent? At this moment, she also had to admit something that she had always been unwilling to admit: Murong Fu was not as good as Mo Dump Chi, at least in terms of concentration.

The door of Qingyunzhuang was wide open, and Murong Fu and the four generals had arrived, directly facing the ink pouring pool that had come to visit with great pomp and circumstance.

From a distance, Murong Fu saw the luxurious sedan chair, but the people who carried the sedan chair were not the original Luo family four heroes, but four young men who were not weak in martial arts, but unknown on the rivers and lakes.

"I remember the last time I saw Murong Gongzi was in the peach blossom season in March, but in the blink of an eye, it was July. Originally, Mo had already set up a table of wine banquet in Wenyi Longyuan and wanted to have a good time with Murong Gongzi, but unfortunately although the wine was a good wine to drink with Murong Gongzi that day, he was no longer the person he used to be. As soon as Murong Fu appeared at the gate, a warm and clear voice came from the sedan chair, which was a voice that anyone could not forget if they heard it, and the same was true for Murong Fu, he had already determined that the person in the sedan chair was the ink pouring pool who had established a cooperative relationship with him three months ago.

Murong Fu didn't move, glanced at Mo Tingchi, who was still sitting arrogantly in the sedan chair, and arched his hand: "Oh, what does Mo Gongzi mean by this, Murong Fu doesn't understand, today Murong Fu heard that his friend was coming, so he came here to greet him, but he didn't see his friend, he only saw a luxurious sedan chair that he was the only one, but he didn't see his friend appear, which is very puzzled." ”

"People and things are completely different, do you still need Mo to explain things more clearly? My Mo Dump Chi is not deaf, when Brother Murong first arrived in Suzhou, he went to the beggar gang to participate in the rally against my Mo Dump Pool, and in the assembly, he first said that he wanted to seek justice from Mo, today my Mo Mou has appeared here, how can I not see Murong Gongzi's arrogance at the Heroes Meeting?" The tone was gentle, but there was no concealment of bitterness in his words.

The turmoil that looked at Murong as if he was a god and had a fierce temperament immediately couldn't help but be provoked by Mo Tingchi, and jumped out first, shouting: "Mo Tingchi, since you already know what happened that day, you should know that my son-in-law is not against you because of his own selfishness, but that your behavior has been spurned by the people of the whole world. ”

"The subordinates are ruthless, hehe, the turmoil is evil, if this sentence is your son-in-law's words or can be qualified, but you, you can't even fight with my four major maids, how can you talk about a high level with me, don't deal with yourself here and lose your son-in-law's face, today's matter is only about your son-in-law and me, and others should not interfere. ”

"You told me not to interfere, I just interfered, I will be evil to see how capable you are, look at the knife!" was full of anger in his heart, and the evil of the storm jumped high in the air, brazenly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and slashed down at the sedan chair of the ink pool.

The eight guards stood like green pines, Nuan Yu coldly looked at the storm and evil that jumped in mid-air, calmly took a step forward, drew the iron sword at his waist, and directly faced the wind and evil, and the cold words sounded in front of Qingyunzhuang: "To provoke my son-in-law is to have the consciousness of death." ”

A sword was struck, the sword shadow was a thousand illusions, and the long knife collided with the storm with a sonorous sound, and immediately the storm and the evil felt that the knife was coming out of hundreds of strengths, one stronger than the other, and the wrist couldn't help but tremble, but at this time, Nuan Yu did not stop, and when the wrist could not control the long knife by riding the storm, there were six swords quickly, each sword angle was tricky, and each sword was fast and accurate, and the hit was fatal.

In a hurry, the storm evil fought with a knife, blocking the five swords on the chest and right arm in two dangerous and dangerous places almost hit hard, and when he took the fifth sword, the storm evil understood that it was difficult to take the sixth sword because of his carelessness, but the storm evil used all his strength, went all out, and met the sword with a knife.

Nuan Yu smiled coldly, his wrist flicked, the sword momentum changed again, the sword swept over the sword, and placed it on the shoulder of the storm evil, a pair of eyes looked coldly at the storm evil, at this time, as long as his sword advanced by one more inch, he could kill the storm evil.

"My son-in-law has never been a lie, and your martial arts are not my opponent of ten moves, let alone my son-in-law. Then he snatched his sword back into its sheath, stepped back, and stood back in the ranks.

For the battle between the turmoil and the warm jade, neither Murong Fu nor Mo Dump Chi had any words, one looked at this scene coldly, and the other sat calmly in the sedan chair, after the two finished fighting, Mo Dump Chi said slowly: "I heard that Murong Gongzi has four generals under him, in addition to the turmoil and evil, there are also different Mr. Bao, Mr. Gongye Qiangongye and Mr. Deng Baichuan, the owner of Qingyunzhuang, the three of them are all outstanding in martial arts, and Mo also has four maids to pick up the warm jade mirror at the end of the day, and now the warm jade has fought with the turmoil, I don't know if the other three are interested?"

Bao Wei, Gongye Qian, and Deng Baichuan have no words, they are not like the turmoil, they are all very rational people, in their eyes, the order of the son is the direction of their behavior, if there is no order from the son, they would rather not do it.

Murong Fu has been observing the behavior of the Ink Dumping Pond since the appearance of the Ink Dumping Pool, and today's Ink Dumping Pond's behavior is full of strangeness, if he can see the Ink Dumping Pool's face, he may be able to draw a conclusion or two, but the shrewd Ink Dumping Pond has not even shown his face, so he can only judge it by his words.

At this moment, he also couldn't figure out what the intention of Mo Pour Chi was so brainless to provoke him, and he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and after thinking about it, he made a decision, and responded with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that Brother Mo has many talents, not only Luo Si Sixiong, but also not only beautiful and moving, but also the four great maids who are one of the best in the rivers and lakes in the rivers and lakes. ”

Immediately, Bao Wei, Gongye Qian, and Deng Baichuan took a step forward and faced the people in Mo Dump Pond.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's learn the power of the four generals of the Murong family. ”

When these words fell, I saw a folding fan emerge from the purple curtain, and then picked up the curtain, and at this moment, the ink pouring pool, which had not been seen, finally appeared in front of everyone, and then the ink pouring pool jumped slightly, falling in front of the crowd like a flying bird, only to face Murong Fu standing at the door, looking at Murong Fu, a pair of bright eyes flashed a touch of regret, shook his head, and sighed softly:" Mo originally hoped that meeting Brother Murong again would be a writer to talk about the world, but he didn't want to appear today in the posture of cutting off past grievances, but it was really a trick. ”

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Things in the world are often unsatisfactory, but no matter what, we have to thank Master Mo for his kindness, Brother Mo, since the four of our subordinates have already used force to cut off kindness, today we will also use our swords to break off kindness." ”

Mo Dump Chi clapped his hands and sighed lightly: "This is exactly the intention of my Ink Dump Chi to come here, today I will cut off the past kindness with Brother Murong, and tomorrow we will draw our swords against each other, and no one will show mercy." ”

With that, Mo Tingchi's hand had already pressed the hilt of the sword.

A glint shot out of Murong Fu's eyes, staring at the ink pouring pool with majestic sword intent gradually rising on his body.