The three of them bid farewell to the boatman, and Ding Dian took the two to the best hotel in Hankou City.

“Chrysanthemum Hotel?”

Murong Fu looked up and couldn't help but feel speechless.

"That's right, brother, this is the best hotel in Hankou. It is built by the president of the Chrysanthemum Association, and is specially designed for accommodation for fellow friends who come to attend the Chrysanthemum Conference." Ding Dian explained.

Murong Fu shook his head. He was not interested in attending any flower viewing conference with Ding Dian: "When Mr. Mei is in good health, I will rush to Jingzhou."

"Brother, what's in Jingzhou? Why are you always in a hurry to go there?" Ding Dian said in confusion.

When talking about Jingzhou, Mei Niansheng stood aside, still showing a faint confusion. Previously, before he told Ding Dian that before the Liancheng Art, Murong Fu confessed to know the secret of the Liancheng Art.

At first he didn't believe it, but when Murong Fu spoke of Tianning Temple, he realized how terrible the Murong family was!

"The Buddha said he could not speak." Murong Fu smiled and stopped paying attention to Ding Dian.

Ding Dian was not worried, so he decided to settle the room. In order to take care of Mei Niansheng, he asked for two rooms.

"Brother, have you noticed that the waiter looked at the master with a strange look?"

"He seems to be repeatedly confirming the appearance of Hero Mei." Murong Fu agreed.

"If I had guessed correctly, the news of my injury should have been spread. I believe many enemies will come to me." Mei Niansheng said worriedly.

"Master, don't worry, if you have a big brother, you are not an opponent." Ding Dian looked indifferent. In his heart, Murong Fu was the best in the world, and he would be the kind of person who would destroy whom.

Mei Niansheng looked at Murong Fu and said, "I am still easy to talk about other enemies. Only the Blood Sword Ancestor is the most difficult to deal with. He has already practiced the Blood Sword Sutra to a great extent. If you fight, you must be careful."

"Mr. Mei, I wonder how much you have practiced the Divine Radiance Sutra?" Murong Fu was always curious. Mei Niansheng had two peerless martial arts skills. Why did it take to exhaust internal energy to defeat an old ancestor of Blood Sword.

"It's similar to the Blood Sword Ancestor."

Mei Niansheng did not hide it, saying, "The Blood Sword Sutra is extremely evil, the sword technique is weird, and it can make people crazy. When I fought with him, I was worried that killing him would cause the Blood Sword Sect to retaliate against the people, and only hurt but not kill, so it consumed too much."

"So that's it." Murong Fu suddenly realized.

Ding Dian said worriedly: "Brother, can you do it?"

"Don't be afraid, the Blood Sword Ancestor was defeated by Mr. Mei just now, and he was seriously injured. He would not be cured for a while." Murong Fu said calmly.

"The Blood Sword Ancestor has three disciples, and he is also a first-class expert in the world." Mei Niansheng reminded.

Murong Fu said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Mei, I know."

Blood Knife Gate, in the practice room.

The Blood Sword Ancestor was practicing the Blood Sword Sutra in a strange posture. The voice of his disciple Shengdi came from outside the door: "Ancestor, we have found out the whereabouts of Mei Niansheng."

The Blood Sword Ancestor slowly retracted his internal strength, walked out the door, and asked, "Is that old thing Mei Niansheng really injured?"

"Well, the ancestor, according to the rewards of the disciples below, he was poisoned by his three disciples. If he hadn't had his deep internal strength, he would have been dead." Shengdi said frankly.

After a few breaths of silence, the ancestor of Blood Sword laughed: "Send the order and everyone will follow me to Hankou. I will kill this old guy with my own hands to avenge my revenge for hurting me that day!"

Shengdi showed a trace of entanglement and said, "Old ancestor, I heard that Murong Fu was following Mei Niansheng."

The Blood Sword Ancestor frowned and said gloomyly: "It is indeed very difficult for Murong to deal with him by his way, but I have the Blood Sword Ancestor and I am not afraid of him. If I dare to stop me, I will kill him together."

"The ancestor is invincible!"

Seeing this, Shengdi didn't dare to say much, and said loudly in a strange gesture.

"Well said, I'm invincible, go!" The Blood Sword Ancestor walked out with a laugh.

Five days later, the chrysanthemums have a grand celebration.

The ten-mile pavilion is filled with golden chrysanthemums, and people from all walks of life come to see them.

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.

"Brother, how about it? I said this chrysanthemum event is good." Ding Dian talked endlessly at Murong Fu as if he was seeking credit.

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "There is such a beautiful scenery, but you are a big man by your side, which is very boring."

"this…"

Ding Dian looked around and was about to introduce Murong Fu, a servant came to his side and said, "Young Master Ding, the president knows that you are here, and wants to ask you to come over and talk."

Ding Dian said happily: "President Juhua? I haven't seen him for a long time. Are you going with you?"

"No, you can do your business. I'll go back after a while." Murong Fu shook his head and refused.

"All right!"

Ding Dian knew that Murong Fu didn't like social engagements, so he did not force him to leave with the servant.

Murong Fu smiled gently. He was so good at talking, he liked to talk very much.

"Hehe? Why are you watching the flowers here alone?" A woman with light makeup and plain lipsticks that look like a human elf suddenly jumped to Murong Fu and asked with a smile.

Murong Fu was startled by the little girl and looked at him up and down. He found that in addition to her extremely beautiful appearance, she also had a pair of naked feet.

He couldn't help but say curiously: "It's such a cold day, don't your feet be frozen?"

"It's not cold, don't believe me, please touch me." The little girl said, raising her legs and handing her foot to Murong Fu.

The beautiful legs like white jade attracted people's hearts. At this moment, Murong Fu felt a spiritual force coming, and countless scenes of joy with the previous woman appeared in his mind.

He quickly used the soul-moving technique and smashed it instantly.

"Huh? Brother, have you also cultivated your mental power?" The little girl was surprised to see Murong Fu's eyes instantly becoming clear.

Murong Fu grabbed the other party's jade ankle and asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, be gentle, the feet of the people you catch are so painful." The little girl showed a touch of playful look, and her charming voice made her bones numb.

Murong Fu quickly concentrated his will and punched him out.

The little girl raised her foot and kicked Murong Fu's fist, took advantage of the force and flew around in the air like colorful butterflies. The spring light appeared and fell to the ground again.

He said angrily: "Brother, you are so fierce. You almost broke the person."

"Tianmo Yin? Tianmo Wu? Are you the successor of the Yingui Sect?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up and recognized the other party's origin and hesitated.

"It's worthy of being Murong. I recognized my feet with just one word or one move. It's so powerful, so powerful." The little girl applauded and showed a playful smile.

Murong Fu laughed instead of anger and said softly: "I can not only recognize you from the Yingui Sect, but also know your name."

"My name? Impossible. Although I am very strong in Murong, I am not as strong as a premonition. I rarely walk in the Central Plains, and you have no chance to know." The little girl said disdainfully.

Murong Fu laughed a few times and pretended to be mysterious: "Haha, you are walking in the Central Plains, but you can't stop my source of information. Am I right? Miss Wuya!"
Chapter completed!