I, Murong Fu, the spokesperson of Tiandao in the mixed martial arts world

"Meet the two seniors."Murong Fu looked at the two figures in front of him and quickly bowed his hands.

Murong Fu looked at each other carefully, a man and a woman.

The man was handsome and handsome, with three feet of beard on his face. Each one was as white as snow. His face was like a crown jade, and he had no hair. Half a wrinkle. There is endless vastness in the eyes, and the aura is as deep as the sea. She is obviously not young, but she is still energetic and graceful. The other woman is also a beauty, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face. When I got up, I took a closer look at Murong Fu.

"I wonder if there is anything strange about the seniors and juniors Wu Yazi and Tong Lao?"Murong Fu felt strange when he saw the two men and couldn't help but ask.

These two people are Wu Yazi and Tianshan Tonglao, two of the three elders of the Xiaoyao sect.

When Murong Fu rushed to Wudang Mountain, he met these two people

"You actually know us?"Tianshan Child Elder asked curiously. Her voice was dry, and it was hard to imagine that it was the voice of a great master.

Ever since Tianshan Child Elder repaired her body's internal martial arts problems, her body has become like an ordinary person, but her voice is still like that of a seven or eight-year-old girl, so she has been Since then, the Tianshan child has deliberately suppressed her voice.

"The junior still has some connections in the Song Dynasty. Now that he is back here, he naturally has to understand the confidence of some masters."Murong Fu naturally wouldn't say it. He had met the two of them as early as when the Tianbang was promulgated, and he thought of a reliable reason.

"No wonder Yuyan keeps talking about you and wants me to meet the leaders of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty. Look at your level at the bottom of the top ten."Wu Yazi said after looking at it.

As for Murong Fu, from Wang Yuyan, Wu Yazi heard too many good things, so naturally he wanted to see this person who was talked about by his precious granddaughter.

Murong Fu smiled for a while, It turned out to be Wang Yuyan's fault, so the relationship between the two parties will not be bad.

As for what Wu Yazi said, he was ranked at the bottom of the list. Murong Fu was speechless when he first heard about it. There were already people in the Song Dynasty who were opening spinach in private, and several underground The strength has gathered a lot of young people from nearby forces to open their handicap in advance.

Among them, the first one is Cheng Shifei of the Ming Dynasty, and the second one is Kublai Khan of Mongolia.

The following ones are Wanwan and Cihangjing of the Yinkui sect. Among them, Murong Fu was also on the list, ranked tenth.

When he learned about this ranking, Murong Fu seriously suspected that these forces were worried about seeing no one from the Song Dynasty on the list, so they forcibly promoted Murong Fu. After all, although Murong Fu’s record is not weak, he will never be known to everyone so quickly.

"Oh, could it be that Senior Wu Yazi took action himself?"Murong Fu looked at the other party and saw that there was no one behind him. Could it be that he wanted to fight with the Grand Master?

Although he knew that the other party would not harm him, fighting with the Grand Master would naturally not make any sense.

"Minyi, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, two women appeared out of nowhere.

This woman has a beautiful outline that is born from the aura of heaven and earth. Her brows are light and springy, and her eyes are filled with autumn water. She reveals a noble and dignified yet agile temperament, just like the sky. The goddess came to the world and turned the dark forest into a paradise of empty mountains and spiritual rain. Her flowing black hair hanging down her shoulders made her pair of bright eyes containing clear wisdom even more irresistible.

Those eyes revealed a deep affection, Murong Fu's heart palpitated.

His white teeth were like two rows of white jade, which attracted people's hearts. It was a kind of true and simple nature, like hibiscus in clear water. It was surprising that natural beauty could reach such a state. It had not happened for more than half a year. See you, Yuyan is more beautiful now, or in other words, it makes my heart beat more.

"cousin."The sound of Nuo Nuo completely opened up the thoughts in her heart.

Wang Yuyan could no longer suppress her thoughts and flew forward, entering Murong Fu's arms like a baby swallow.

Murong Fu eagerly hugged the beauty into his arms and smelled His hair exuded the scent of musk, and he felt the gentle cry of the beauty in his arms, and Murong Fu felt pity for him.

"Okay, don't act like a little girl."Wu Yazi looked at his granddaughter's posture and looked at Murong Fu with even more dissatisfaction. She felt as if the cabbage she had raised had been given to a pig.

"Minyi, go and see this Nan Murong's martial arts."Tianshan Child Elder said to another woman.

After hearing Tianshan Child Elder's words, Murong Fu patted Yu Yan on the shoulder and signaled the other party to let go of him first.

"Cousin, this Sister Fu is the disciple of my Grand Master. In the later stage of the Grand Master, she practiced the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Yuyan, come back quickly."Wu Yazi was furious for a moment. With his skill, he naturally knew what Yu Yan was whispering, but he didn't expect that his precious granddaughter's elbow would turn outward so fast. If he didn't say anything to stop it, he would probably lose the foundation of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Murong Hearing the words again, he gave Yu Yan a look of affirmation, indicating that she didn't need to worry, she had something to do. She turned to look at the woman who had just stood side by side with Wang Yuyan. She had heroic eyebrows and a plain hairpin on her head. Her long hair was flowing in the wind. Her starry eyes are bright, her nose is delicate, her red lips are alluring, and her teeth are white. Sure enough, there is no one in the Xiaoyao family who is not beautiful.

Looking closely at her skin, which is as clear as glass and holy as snow, her eyes wander, and she glances at her in amazement. Murong Fu's eyes flashed with curiosity.