That day.
Murong Fu received another letter delivered by carrier pigeon.
"The Deaf-Mute Sect is holding the Zhenlong Chess Game and has invited all major forces in the martial arts world to participate. Ladies, I must leave for a while."
"Don't worry, my husband, I will take good care of the family!"
Li Mochou held Murong Fu's hand, looking every bit the first wife. Although she was the second wife, she was the oldest among her sisters.
"Alright, you two practice martial arts diligently, I will be back soon."
Murong Fu reluctantly bid farewell.
We left Yanziwu.
Murong Fu headed straight for Wanchou Valley in Dali.
Men hate being treated unfairly. Even if they can't treat everyone equally, they should at least provide some emotional support.
"My husband, you've come!"
Zhong Ling was very happy.
Mu Wanqing remained silent due to her reserved nature, but a tender look appeared in her eyes.
"Yes! I'll stay with you for a few days, then I'll go to the Deaf-Mute Sect of Leigu Mountain to participate in the Zhenlong Chess Game."
As Murong Fu spoke, he put his left arm around Zhong Ling and his right arm around Mu Wanqing very naturally.
Mu Wanqing stiffened for a moment, but quickly relaxed.
"My dear son-in-law, come in and sit down."
Zhong Wanchou was overjoyed. He had been worried that Murong Fu would never return, but he was surprised to find that he had come back in just over a month, proving that Murong Fu truly regarded Zhong Ling as his wife!
Murong Fu glanced at Zhong Wanchou a few times, noting that he had already reached the Innate Realm, and couldn't help but say, "Father-in-law, your martial arts seem to have reached a high level."
Zhong Wanchou smiled even more broadly: "Thanks to the martial arts you brought, my son, I have the possibility of making further progress. I want to thank you very much, my son."
Murong Fu replied casually, "Alright, alright, no need for thanks, we're all family."
Zhong Wanchou found Murong Fu more and more pleasing to the eye; this son-in-law was truly worthwhile: "Alright, alright, please come in, please come in. Just make yourself at home."
Murong Fu looked at Gan Baobao, who seemed distracted. Her eyes occasionally met Murong Fu's, but she would immediately look away in a panic.
Zhong Wanchou asked, "Baby, your husband is here. Why do you seem unhappy?"
Gan Baobao forced a smile: "I'm not unhappy, I'm happy."
Murong Fu smiled meaningfully.
Gan Baobao felt even more wronged.
The daughter's lover returned after only a little over a month, while her husband, Duan, had not come even once in more than ten years.
...
Murong Fu stayed in Wanchou Valley for several days.
What followed was a long journey.
At the foot of Leigu Mountain.
"The Starry Sky Immortal possesses boundless magical power, invincible in every attack and battle. The Starry Sky Immortal reigns supreme over the Central Plains, wielding immense supernatural abilities and boundless magical power..."
As soon as Murong Fu arrived in the nearby town, he heard the sounds of gongs, drums, and suonas from afar, followed by a series of orderly shouts.
"Tsk tsk, Starry Night Old Monster."
Murong Fu came in his true form this time, standing at the city gate and gazing into the distance.
There are quite a few people who have similar actions to Murong Fu. Many people in the martial arts world are curious: which idiot is so stupid as to shout such silly lines? Doesn't he feel embarrassed?
Beside him stood a young man in white, whose mustache was as neatly trimmed as his eyebrows, exuding an air of carefree detachment from worldly affairs.
The young man in white shook his folding fan, smiled, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Brother, are you Nan Murong?"
"Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows?" Murong Fu was somewhat surprised. "Weren't you in Daming Prefecture? Why have you come to Song Prefecture?"
The distance between Daming Prefecture and Song Prefecture is separated by Yuan Prefecture. Even if a martial arts master uses his lightness skill to travel at full speed, it would take ten days to half a month. If one were to travel by carriage, it would be even longer, taking one or two months.
"Hehe, in a few days it will be the 100th birthday of Master Zhang of the Wudang Sect. I can't stay idle, so I've come to Da Song Prefecture to join in the fun." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache and continued:
"I've heard that Young Master Murong is a man of great righteousness and a chivalrous hero of the Northern Song Dynasty. Meeting him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."
Upon hearing this, Murong Fu smiled without saying a word. "So righteous and chivalrous? What does this have to do with me, Li Feiyu?"
Lu Xiaofeng gazed at the carriage in the distance and said, "Young Master Murong, what do you think of Ding Chunqiu?"
Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said, "He betrayed his sect and murdered his master, his poison shook the martial world, he was capricious and ruthless, and he killed without blinking an eye. He deserves to be torn to pieces and executed by slow slicing."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Murong Fu in surprise, not expecting such an answer.
Lu Xiaofeng pondered and said, "Brother Murong's answer is interesting, but this fiend's martial arts are superb, and ordinary people are no match for him."
Murong Fu said earnestly, "Hero Lu, your Spirit Finger and Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens are renowned throughout the world. You have no fear of this scoundrel. Why not join me in taking down this scoundrel and rid the people of this scourge?"
"..."
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. "I was just asking you a question, and you want me to risk my life?"
Murong Fu sneered: "Are you scared?"
Lu Xiaofeng said, "This isn't a question of whether I'm afraid or not. I have no grudge against Ding Chunqiu..."
Before he could finish speaking, Murong Fu shook his head in disappointment, then drew his sword and left.
What a lone hero!
"..." Lu Xiaofeng remained silent for a moment, then jumped down.
Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed!
I just wanted to join in the fun, but it turned out I had to fight tooth and nail right from the start!
"Brother Murong, I'm here to help you!"
Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath. There was no turning back once the arrow was released. Since he had chosen to be public-spirited, he might as well act on his impulses!
Let's be heroes today!
As the old immortal Ding Chunqiu was calmly enjoying a personal massage from his maid, he suddenly sensed a murderous aura approaching.
"How dare you!"
Ding Chunqiu unleashed his poisonous true energy, first poisoning his personal maid to death, then the disciples carrying his sedan chair. Corroded by the poisonous gas, they immediately foamed at the mouth and turned into pus in an instant.
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