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63. Chapter 63 Zhenlong chess game, meeting Murong again(2/2)

When Murong Fu greeted Su Xinghe, he spoke elegantly, was polite, and had an excellent demeanor.

Everyone greeted him one after another when they saw him.

"North Qiao Feng, South Murong", the name is resounding and should not be underestimated. Everyone wants to make friends with them.

Although there are rumors in the world that Duan Yu defeated Murong Fu, many people still don't believe it because they didn't see it with their own eyes.

After Murong Fu communicated with everyone, he only heard a cry: "Master!"

Bao BuTong and Deng Baichuan also came.

It is estimated that the Murong family had agreed to meet here in advance.

Seeing Bao BuTong's pale face, Murong Fu suddenly appeared beside him, checked his wrist, and his face darkened.

"Master, we are incompetent and fell into the plot of Old Monster Ding."

Bao BuTong smiled bitterly and looked embarrassed.

Murong Fu took out the elixir from his pocket, gave it to them, and comforted them: "Ding Chunqiu has dominated the Xingxiu Sea and has been rampant in the martial arts for many years. He has certain abilities. It is not unfair for you to fall into his hands."

"When I meet him next time, I will definitely seek justice for you!"

"No. Master, Ding Chunqiu is dead."

"Dead?" Murong Fu frowned.

Two days ago, he heard that Ding Chunqiu killed an eminent monk from Shaolin. He was so arrogant. How come he died so quickly?

"Master, Ding Chunqiu was killed by Duan, the leader of the Beggar Clan." Deng Baichuan said.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Duan Yu.

Even Ding Chunqiu can be killed. It seems that the rumors in the world are true.

Among them, Su Xinghe was the most excited, and the hands holding the chess pieces couldn't help but tremble.

He stood up and bowed deeply: "I would like to thank Gang Leader Duan."

"It's just a little effort!" Duan Yu waved his hand.

Others don't know the relationship between Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu, so they find it baffling.

Looking at Duan Yu, Bao BuTong whispered: "Master, my martial arts seems to have been ruined by Duan. I haven't had any internal strength in my body these past few days."

Murong Fu's face changed slightly.

After a while, he looked at Duan Yu with a free and easy expression, and clasped his fists in greeting: "Gusu Murong has admired the name of Mr. Duan for a long time, and I can see him today, and he is indeed very charming!"

He smiled faintly, as if the two of them had never known each other before.

Duan Yu's eyes flashed and he laughed.

Murong Fu could endure the previous humiliation and did not want to be his enemy.

He couldn't help but secretly admire that this guy could really bear the humiliation and bear the heavy burden for the great cause of restoring the country!

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face.

Duan Yu did not embarrass Murong Fu, but nodded to him and said, "Duan has heard of Nan Murong's name for a long time and admired him for a long time."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Young master Duan, you are so polite! How dare you try your best to make everyone laugh with your meager skills?"

The situation was so bad that Deng Baichuan and others stared blankly at Murong Fu with their eyes wide open.

My son has always been proud, even if he speaks modestly, it is just to win people's hearts.

He is very proud in his bones. Even if his martial arts skills are inferior to others, he will never say such self-degrading words.

"Master, my martial arts skills were ruined by Duan." Bao BuTong poked Murong Fu in the waist from behind.

Murong Fu turned around and said: "Brother Bao, you are feeling weak all over. It may not be because you have lost your martial arts skills, but it may be due to kidney deficiency. You should rest for a few days, and I will find someone to make you some tonic soup to replenish your body.

"

"Master" Bao BuTong opened his mouth, his face full of shock.

Murong Fu waved his hand, took two steps forward and came to the opposite side of Su Xinghe and said with a smile: "Mr. Congbian, can I come down and try this Zhenlong chess game?"

Su Xinghe looked at Duan Yu, their game was not over yet.

Duan Yu waved his hand and said: "It's okay, you can play chess and don't worry about me."

He didn't come here to play chess.

But to find out the secret of Xiaoyao Sect from Wu Yazi.

Nodding slightly, Su Xinghe stretched out his hand, looked at Murong Fu and smiled lightly: "Mr. Murong, please!"

The two sat opposite each other and started playing chess.

After a while, Deng Baichuan and the others stepped forward one after another and gathered in front of the chessboard to watch.

They all seemed to know how to play chess, stroking their beards and nodding while watching, and sometimes making subtle comments.

Duan Yu shook his head and smiled, they are really a bunch of arty guys.

In this group of martial arts people, apart from a few young talents, how many of them really know how to play chess?

They played chess, but Duan Yu didn't bother to watch.

With a smile on her lips, she walked to Wang Yuyan.

"Yu Yan, come with me to the woods."

Duan Yu pointed to the black pine forest next to him.

Saying that, he floated away.

Wang Yuyan hesitated and glanced at Murong Fu.

Then he looked at Duan Yu who was walking away.

She finally moved and walked slowly into the pine forest.

Chapter 2 has been reviewed. It’s really difficult for me as a young author. I can’t drive at all. There are speed bumps everywhere.
Chapter completed!
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