Chapter 35 Mr. Murong
“The white horse whistles in the west wind, the sword destroys Jiuheng, the man with amazing talents is the young Murong of Fufeng.”
This is the oldest person in Jinghuang Street in Fufeng Mansion. Beggar Huang Jiu Beggar, a limerick describing Murong's eldest son Murong Xiu, ended up being spread throughout the streets and alleys of the city within a few months.
Because it’s so appropriate!
The horse is a famous jade dragon and a green-faced lion, with a brand new jade saddle and bridle inlaid with tiger skin.
The sword is three feet and seven inches long, with a mouth that can be cut through mud and black iron. The white shark skin sheath is inlaid with nine luminous orbs. It shines dazzlingly in the sun. Regardless of whether the blade is sharp or not, it shines!
The clothes are also well-cut and brightly colored tribute brocade robes, with the Western brand "Heavenly Jade" hanging on the waist. In the only pocket of the brocade robe, there is a small bag of "" that only the concubines of the palace are entitled to have." Fairy fragrance”.
You only need to get ten meters closer to Master Murong to smell a pungent fragrance.
In addition, Mr. Murong has a face like a jade, a nose like a gallbladder, and he is so suave and handsome that any man will feel a little ashamed when he sees him.
Although he is not married, he has eighteen beautiful concubines vying for beauty in his home. It is really enviable and suffocating!
At this time, a large number of people from Fufeng Prefecture came to rescue, naturally focusing on him.
A group of people have already asked Chen Jing, Yuan Moer and others about everything on Capt. Peak, and basically know everything about it.
"He rushed up to save my sister. After all, they were just a few thieves. I know them. No matter what he did, what water he drank, or what torture he paid for, it's really a joke!"
< br>The person who spoke was Su Zefeng, the only legitimate son of the prefect, who was seventeen years old this year. He was originally a member of the Imperial Academy in the capital. Because he was not good at reading and got too close to the second-generation officials in the capital, he was killed by his father. Holding his ears, he took up his post all the way, and then joined the Qiugong Pavilion as a health worker. This time he took a ten-day break and happened to be at home.
"Young Master Su is very carefree, but if that thief jumps over the wall and hurts Miss Su, what will you do?"
Wearing a white gauze skirt, she always had a playful smile on her face, but Yuan Yourong, whose hands were calloused due to years of martial arts practice, chuckled softly.
She is the most outstanding genius girl of the Yuan clan. She is also a member of the Qiugong Pavilion, and she also stays at home for ten days. However, she is not comparable to Mr. Su's C-type family. She is among the students in the A-subdivision. She is only sixteen years old and has already entered the seventh grade.
"This... we can't just do whatever they want. Even if we agree to his strange conditions, we will only eliminate every torture. My sister is still in danger.
Now the six Six of the arrests have been eliminated, and the four of us plus all the subordinates have to eliminate twelve. If he still refuses to let me go and continues to list eighteen, won't we have to keep on going with them? "
Su Zhifeng's face turned red. He and Su Miaojin were not biological siblings, and they were born in the same year. However, they were always inexplicably shorter in front of Su Miaojin, and they were often talked about and beaten. They were not like siblings, but more like siblings.
As he spoke, he looked at the master of the house who had been silent, his father's best friend and scholar, "Good old man, what do you say?"
Grey hair, wearing a Confucian shirt, with his hands in his sleeves, like The studious teacher is a teacher with a gentle smile like a master on his face: "I think what the young master said is very reasonable. We can't delay it any longer, otherwise the eldest lady is afraid that the child will be one month old!"
Su Zefeng's face froze, and he said angrily: "What's the specific method?"
The studious gentleman spread his hands: "No!"
Su Zefeng looked at the arresters again: " What about you? ”
"Everything is fine!"
Chen Jing, Yuan Moer and others are looking at their noses and minds. Except for Su Zefeng, who is in the ninth level, they are Miss Su's younger brothers. The remaining three are all in the seventh level. Product, the burden of rescue naturally falls on them, and we are injured.
The negotiations came to no result, and everyone could not help but focus on the fragrant eldest son Murong Xiu.
From the beginning to the end, he sat high in the BMW with a calm demeanor. This appearance of having the pearl of wisdom in hand was impressive.
“Haha...”
Murong Xiu's warm smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and his words also warmed people's hearts: "You don't have to worry, and you don't have to take risks to save people. Leave everything to me. I will save Miss Su from the peak!"
After that, I jumped off the BMW and walked towards the summit step by step. Even though my feet were covered in mud, my posture was still elegant, calm, free and impeccable. "As expected of Master Murong!"
Everyone clasped their fists together to show respect. No one doubts Master Murong's ability, just like no one doubted that he could kill the Jiuheng water pirates with one man, one horse and one sword.
Only Chen Jing moved the corner of his mouth, intending to remind him something, but he thought that the identity of the two was too different and the other party's level was high, so he had to keep silent.
On the peak, Xin Zhuo changed into linen clothes washed by Su Miaojin, with finger holes and a strong soap smell. Accompanied by Cui Ying'er and Huang Dagui, he looked at the dark crowd at the bottom of the peak.
Especially the group of newly arrived people in gorgeous clothes.
“The boss, that pretty boy, is coming up!” Bai Jianxi was a little nervous, and got closer to his boss, and said in disgust: “I hate such sissy people the most, they don’t have any masculinity at all. No!”
Huang Dagui and Han Jiulang twitched their mouths, because they were facing a powerful enemy and it was difficult to argue.
"Master, what do you think? This person should be very strong!" Cui Ying'er said worriedly.
Xin Zhuo thought about it seriously: "Let Qiniang escort Miss Su here!"
Han Jiulang left quickly and came back quickly, while Han Qiniang followed behind, grabbing Su Miaojin's arm with one hand. , holding a knife to her neck in one hand.
Su Miaojin did not have too many emotional fluctuations, as if she was not the one who was kidnapped. After all, she was playing the pipa just a moment ago to relieve her sorrow. It's just that her hair is slightly messy, and her beautiful face has a distressing numbness.
“Sister!”
“Miss Su!”
This graceful figure and look of sadness made the crowd in the darkness at the foot of the mountain break their hearts and make them want to rush forward.
Mr. Murong, who had already climbed to the top of the mountain, waved his hand gently, and calmness slowly returned to the bottom of the mountain.
Mr. Murong looked at Su Miaojin, with a warm smile on his handsome face, which was gentle and reassuring.
There are rumors in the city that he and Miss Su Miaojin are a match made in heaven, and even the elders in the family intend to match them up. This time he came here, with the intention of saving the beauty from fire and water, and bringing the beauty back home.
Su Miaojin has regained some of her energy. If there is no one person in Fufeng Mansion who she looks up to the most, it is Mr. Murong in front of her. Subconsciously, I wanted to draw back my crotch and perform aristocratic etiquette, but when I remembered the knife on my neck, I had no choice but to give up.
Mr. Murong smiled again, looked at Xin Zhuo, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said with fists in his hands: "I have seen Xin Da's master, I am Fufeng Murong Xiu, the suave Murong, and the handsome Xiu!"
There was silence on both sides of the mountain. It was very reasonable. Mr. Murong was indeed such a person.
Xin Zhuo is a little confused, can you still introduce yourself like this? Isn't it too showy? He hesitated and clasped his fists in return: "I have met Mr. Murong, I am... Xin Zhuo, Xin with jade trees facing the wind, Zhuo with graceful demeanor."
There was still silence up and down the mountain. Looking at it this way, it seemed a bit shameless.
"Canglang——"
The dazzling black iron and silver sand sword was unsheathed, and the roar of the dragon echoed in all directions.
Mr. Murong carries his left hand behind his back and raises the sword with his right hand at a forty-five degree angle. The starting position is very beautiful: "I will not drink water, nor will I promise the most important thing in life. These strange statements can be Cancelled.
But I want to eliminate all the remaining tortures of Miss Su, so today we are competing for life and death! "
Everyone! All quiet!
Everyone showed a kind of admiration and admiration for Mr. Murong, he is really great.
"Master!" Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and all the bandits in Fulong Village were nervous.
(End of this chapter)