Time is like sand in your hands, and before you know it, it is two days past!

At this moment, there is only one day left before the convening of the Shaolin Heroes Conference, and the atmosphere suddenly has a slight change, and those who are staying in the rivers and lakes in the city are also focusing on the Shaolin Mountain, which is a thousand-year-old temple that is particularly quiet.

At this moment, these heroes from all over the world gathered together, while eager to try, a strange oppression is also from within, in this contradictory heart, but also looking forward to the arrival of the Ming Hero Conference!

In the inn, a lonely and upright figure stood faintly, a pair of deep eyes stared at the quiet and peaceful temples in the distance, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Fu!"

Suddenly, a gentle voice like water came slowly, waking up Murong Fu, who was concentrating, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Abi walking quickly towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu turned his head to look at Abi and said, "Well, what's wrong?"

Looking at the tight lock on Murong Fu's forehead, Ah Bi smiled slightly, stretched out her little hand, and touched Murong Fu's forehead, as if to smooth out the tight wrinkles: "Are you thinking about tomorrow's hero conference?"

"En!" Seeing the gentle smile on Abi's face, Murong Fu's negative emotions involuntarily slowly dissipated, grabbed Abi's little hand like white jade, smiled at it, and said, "By the way, you suddenly came to me, is there something wrong?"

Ah Bi nodded with a smile, then pointed behind him, and said with a smile: "Brother Deng, they have arrived, Sister Yuyan asked me to call you!"

"At this time, Brother Deng, they should also arrive" Murong Fu was stunned, and then nodded, now that the hero conference is about to be held, it is time for them to go to Songshan, Murong Fu and the two girls have left marks all the way, with Deng Baichuan's cautious surname, they are naturally able to find those marks and find here.

"Also" Ah Bi suddenly paused, glanced at Murong Fu, and continued: "Just now, Uncle Xiao also left with Sister Ah Zhu and Sister Ah Zi, and he should have gone to Shaomu Mountain. ”

"I know!" Murong Fu didn't seem to feel anything, nodded slightly, then took Abi's hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go out to find Brother Deng and them first!"

In the inn, before Murong Fu and Ah Bi entered the wing room, they heard the voice inside slowly coming out: "The Shaolin faction held a hero conference, and it was difficult for our son-in-law, in my opinion, this Shaolin faction doesn't need to hold any hero conference, just let the son-in-law take action, and beat up the Xuanci, Xuanlone, and the like one by one, see if they dare to slander our Gusu Murong clan!"

As soon as this voice fell, another voice immediately sounded: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, fourth brother, you are wrong, where are these Shaolin bald men worthy of letting Gongzi take action?"

Needless to say, these two people are naturally the two people who are different from the stormy evil and the bag, and the stormy evil heard the different words of the bag, and immediately said: "It's extreme, wait for me to go to the Shaolin Temple with a gust of wind in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will fight from below, and I will come up one by one, this is happy!"

Deng Baichuan on the side had long been accustomed to the surnames of these two younger brothers, and he didn't pay attention to them, looked at Wang Yuyan, and finally couldn't help but whisper: "Miss Wang, what are your plans for this hero conference?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuyan glanced at Deng Baichuan, shook her head, and said in a slightly soft voice: "I don't know what my cousin thinks, when my cousin comes out, you can ask him again!"

Gongye Qian's steps paused slightly, and the scabbard in his hand gently knocked on the storm with a eager face, and then said: "Fourth brother, be quiet, the prince is about to arrive, and you are still noisy here!"

Feng Bo Evil also knew that he was too excited at this moment, his head shrank, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Hehe, Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, Third Brother Bao, Fourth Brother Feng, you are finally here!" A laugh suddenly came from outside, making everyone in the wing room look slightly stunned, and then slowly raised their heads, only to see that the door of the wing room was suddenly opened, and two people walked in from the outside, naturally Murong Fu and A Bi who rushed over.

"Childe!" "Cousin!"

Seeing Murong Fu and A Bi coming in, the four ministers also stopped talking, and hurriedly saluted Murong Fu and said respectfully.

"I haven't seen you in just a few months, everyone's martial arts have improved, it seems that you are holding back your strength......"

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, waved his hand at the four ministers, and then smiled at Wang Yuyan, and then smiled at the four people, and then smiled lightly at the four people, at the same time, Murong Fu's heart was also quite gratified, the original four ministers, unconsciously, have also grown to this point, it seems that the decision to open up to them and return the Water Pavilion to them is really quite correct.

Deng Baichuan and the others only smiled when they heard Murong Fu's jokes, and they were not the slightest surprised, with Murong Fu's eyesight, they could naturally see their depth at a glance, and they were also laughing at the moment.

Seeing that Murong Fu's eyes seemed to be careless, the fluctuation of the internal force in Deng Baichuan and the others accelerated slightly, and they suddenly found that at this moment, in front of the former, they always felt a slight churning feeling of the internal force in their bodies, but this feeling was a faint sense of oppression from the source and Murong Fu's body!

"By the way, Gongzi Ye, we also talked about you just now, this time the Shaolin faction invited martial arts people from all over the world to Shaolin with such fanfare, but the meaning is self-evident, what are the plans of Gongzi Yeqian?" Gongye Qian looked at Murong Fu, and when he talked about the Shaolin faction, there was a touch of fierceness in his eyes, and he said softly.

As Gongye Qian's voice fell, the turmoil on the side was vicious, and Bao He and the others suddenly saw that the smile on Murong Fu's face slowly converged, and was replaced by a calm face.

Murong Fu was silent, and after a long while, he slowly stretched out his hand, took the Protector Sword in his hand, and gently brushed the scabbard that he hadn't touched for a long time, and then said: "The Shaolin faction does this, but because I am sure that Xuan Pain is dying in the way of my Gusu Murong Clan, and it is under him, this battle is already inevitable!"

"Master Gongzi can actually explain it clearly!" As the boss of the four ministers, Deng Baichuan was silent for a while, and then sighed lightly, looking at Murong Fu, his voice was a little uncertain.

Murong Fu said in a soft voice: "I can't explain it clearly, because Xuan Wei died at the hands of my Gusu Murong clan, and those heroes of the rivers and lakes also died at the hands of my Gusu Murong clan!"

"What?, Master, what do you mean by this?" Murong Fu's understated words made the four great ministers stunned, and in an instant, everyone's faces suddenly changed drastically.

Seeing the suddenly changing faces of Deng Baichuan and the others, Murong Fu obviously didn't want to dwell on this topic, and after taking a deep breath, the indifferent and low voice slowly spread: "Okay, that's it, let's get ready, let's leave for the Shaolin faction!"

Seeing Deng Baichuan's flickering eyes, Murong Fu just smiled slightly, did not explain too much, and gently patted Deng Baichuan's shoulder with his palm and smiled: "Brother Deng, there are some things that I don't want to explain, so don't ask too much, okay, I understand what you think in your heart, but at this point, it can't be changed, so why think too much? Besides, what about the Shaolin faction? I Murong Fu didn't pay attention to it!"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian glanced at each other, and finally put down the big stone hanging in their hearts, then slowly retracted their expressions, bowed to Murong Fu and said, "Since the prince said this, then we will naturally obey the orders of the prince!"

Although Murong Fu didn't say much on the surface, he could feel that Murong Fu had already made up his mind, so he would no longer persuade him, and besides, what Murong Fu said was not wrong, with his current martial arts, they naturally didn't worry about forming a bond with the Shaolin faction.

Looking at the reactions of several people, Murong Fu smiled faintly, the experience of this time has made him understand a lot, and he has understood a lot, in order to protect some things, he always has to pay something, although many things are involuntarily, but he can only face them.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu's heart couldn't help but feel a special feeling, as if at this moment, his state of mind had matured a lot again (to be continued. )