Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 143

This "one shot and two scattered" has only one move in total, but it can be listed as one of Shaolin's 72 stunts, because of its extreme dominance and fierceness.If an ordinary first-class master had received a slap like Murong Fu just now, his internal organs would have been severely injured at this moment, and his life would not be long, but Murong Fu's energy and blood are just surging at this moment.

If the two sides were in a life-and-death struggle and used all their strength, Murong Fu would naturally be able to kill Xuan Ji and the other three.But if Murong Fu killed or seriously injured the three of Xuanji, then Murong's family would become a deadly enemy with the entire Shaolin and even the Central Plains Wulin.

This means that there will be constant troubles in the future when walking in the rivers and lakes.Murong Fu himself is naturally not afraid, but it is hard to guarantee that Murong Fu will not be at home and enemies will come to block people in the future.

He couldn't kill the three of them, and at the same time, he couldn't use housekeeping skills such as Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, so it would be extremely unfavorable for Murong Fu to drag on like this.

That's why Murong Fu used this kind of injury-for-injury style of play.He used Beiming Zhenqi to protect his chest in advance, and then took advantage of Xuanji's blow and captured Xuanji when his strength was exhausted.

"Murong Fu, don't hurt my Senior Brother Xuan Ji, if you have something to discuss!" Seeing Xuan Ji's fate, Xuan Nan felt anxious.

Murong Fu didn't pay any attention to it, and pressed two volleying fingers on several large acupuncture points around Xuan Ji's body, temporarily sealing his true energy.Then under Xuan Ji's angry eyes, Murong Fu took out a small bottle from his arms.

Opening the cork, two orange-yellow elixirs lay quietly inside the bottle. The rich elixir fragrance made Murong Fu feel certain that it was the magic healing medicine Nine-Turn Great Returning Pill that Xuanji had brought out earlier.

Murong Fu was overjoyed, ignored Xuan Ji's heartbroken expression, directly put the bottle away, then kicked Xuan Ji's ass, kicking him towards Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong.

Xuan Ji was angry and hurt, as the head of the Discipline Academy, he was admired by everyone in the Jianghu, and he was also a high-ranking and powerful person in Shaolin. He was echoed by everyone, when he was humiliated like this, he fainted suddenly under the grief and anger.

"Brother!" Xuannan and the two exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly caught Xuan Ji who was rolling over, took a look, and after finding that there was no serious problem, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his senior brother being humiliated, Xuan Tong waved his Zen stick and wanted to go up, but was interrupted by Xuan Nan's yell: "Junior brother, stop!"

XuanTong cast a puzzled look at XuanNan, XuanNan slowly shook his head and sighed, "Let's go, Junior Brother."

Xuantong hurriedly said: "But the abbot brother's explanation?"

Xuan Nan smiled wryly, "Junior Brother, you still can't see it? The murderer of Senior Brother Xuan Bei will definitely not be Young Master Murong!"

Murong Fu put his sword back into its sheath, tidied up his clothes, and bowed to Xuannan: "It seems that Master Xuannan has already understood the reason, so I don't need to waste Murong Fu's words. What happened tonight is very offending. The two masters ,please!"

XuanNan's expression darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother, let's go!"

"Senior Brother Xuannan!"

"go!"

XuanNan yelled angrily, and blocked XuanTong's next words, XuanTong had no choice but to silently hand over the Zen stick to a disciple, carried the unconscious Xuan Ji on his back, and followed XuanNan away.

The monks with Hui characters followed the three of them neatly in silence.

When he got to the door, XuanNan suddenly turned his head and said, "Young Master Murong, you have offended me a lot today. I will come to the door some other day to apologize to you."

Murong Fu cupped his hands casually: "It's not really an offence, I just hope that in the future Shaolin will be able to distinguish right from wrong. Don't try to use force to suppress people! The world is so big, the strong have their own strong opponents, if everyone in the martial arts uses force to suppress People, don’t put chivalry first, then the whole rivers and lakes are just a desert composed of a group of wolves and beasts. If there are too many things today, what will be the reputation of the Shaolin School in the future?"

While talking, the Eight Friends of Hangu came to Murong Fu's side and glared at the Shaolin Sect people.

Murong Fu's attack with a gun and a stick scolded the Shaolin sect bloody.XuanNan was ashamed, he didn't dare to defend himself, he could only salute again: "Amitabha, thank you, Mr. Murong, for your guidance."

Afterwards, a group of Shaolin faction came out in a file, and the courtyard returned to the previous silence, as if the thrilling battle just now did not exist at all.

When everyone in Shaolin was out of sight, Murong Fu finally couldn't hold on anymore, his body went limp and he almost fell, but fortunately he managed to support himself with the blade of his sword, and with a "wow", he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master" "Master Uncle!"

Azhu Abi stepped forward quickly, supporting Murong Fu from left to right.The soft bodies of the two were tightly attached to Murong Fu's arms, the flowers were red and the willows were green, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and the two pairs of beautiful eyes contained a strong sense of worry.Especially Abi, whose eyes were covered with mist, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

Although Murong Fu was quite useful, he didn't want to show a weak look in front of others, so he quickly pulled his arm out of Er Shu's hand, and said with a faint smile: "Small, it's just that I was a little bit breathless after being hit by the old monk. Spitting out blood will alright!"

Divine doctor Xue hurried forward, and respectfully begged: "Master's respect is the most important thing, please allow my master and nephew to take a look at him, so as not to leave hidden dangers."

Looking at the hopeful eyes of everyone, Murong Fu nodded.

So with Azhu Abi's support, Murong Fu slowly went back to a chair in the hall and sat down, stretched out a hand for Divine Doctor Xue to examine carefully.

Doctor Xue took Murong Fu's pulse with one hand, injected a trace of true energy, examined Murong Fu carefully, twisted his beard with the other hand, and thought hard.

After a long while, Miracle Doctor Xue frowned, twisted his beard, and showed a horrified expression: "How could this happen? Uncle Master, his injury..." He was so excited that he almost tore off his beard
Hearing this, Abi almost burst into tears: "My lord."

The eight friends of Hangu were also shocked: "Xue Lao Wu, is the uncle's injury serious?"

Fan Bailing said angrily: "You shouldn't have let those old monks leave just now!"

Kang Guangling fell down all of a sudden, and cried bitterly: "Xuan Ku, you old bastard! How could there be such a group of bastard brothers who hurt my uncle, what should I do!"

The eight friends quarreled with each other, some said to catch up with Xuannan and the others, and some said they would go to Shaolin someday to ask for an explanation.But Zhu Bi's second sister had a sad look on her face, and her pink tears rolled silently down her jade cheeks like a curtain of beads.

Divine doctor Xue and Murong Fu exchanged a look, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in the other's eyes.Divine doctor Xue wanted to speak several times, but his voice was drowned out.

It wasn't until the few people were exhausted from the quarrel that Abi asked timidly, "Master Xue, how is my young master's injury?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Miracle Xue's eyes, and he looked at Murong Fu helplessly.Murong Fu turned his face away, and ignored it: I'll make you gasp for words, just say it yourself!
Facing everyone's questioning eyes, Divine Doctor Xue hesitated for a while, and said: "Master Uncle seems to have suffered a slight injury just now, but when I took a look at him just now, the injury has improved greatly. It may have fully recovered now ?”

"what?"

Everyone didn't expect that the fight would be the result, and they were all stunned.

"Okay, you old fifth Xue, you are playing tricks and making me worry! No, I can't swallow this breath, you come out, let's make gestures!"

"Third senior brother, I didn't say anything! It's yourselves talking all over the place, I don't have a chance to speak!"

"How dare you make excuses!"

In the spacious hall, a group of people chased Miracle Doctor Xue to fight, bumping the tables and chairs to this side.They are all well-known masters in the Jianghu for a long time, but now they are fighting like a group of children.This twists and turns of the hero feast is finally over.

Murong Fu smiled and comforted the sobbing Zhu Bi, "It's okay, it's okay. It's all over."

"Brother, why did you let us leave? Could it be that because of his high martial arts skills, Murong Fu, we are afraid that he will fail?!"

Xuan Pain held back all the way, and finally couldn't help it and exploded.

Xuan Nan looked at Xuan Tong calmly: "The murderer who killed Senior Brother Xuan Bei is definitely not Murong Fu."

"what?"

Xuan Tong froze in place.

(End of this chapter)