[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

Chapter 47

"Cheng Chu, why are you here?" Murong Fu said coldly.

Seeing him like this, Ximen Chuuxue was naturally at a loss, he wanted to ask, but Murong Fu ignored him.

However, what surprised him even more was that Cheng Chu didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with Murong Fu like this. Hearing this, he just stepped forward and said, "I don't know, I came here suddenly. General, do you know something?" What? Why are you here?"

Murong Fu raised Qianye Changsheng, and looked at the blade carefully: "It's a long story."

In fact, Murong Fu didn't know why he was like this.

He remembered Ximen Chuuxue and everything that happened after he came here.

He even remembered the system that was reminding him that he "has reached level [-]".

It seems that there is nothing wrong, but it is obviously very wrong.

He didn't want to look at Ximen Chuuxue at all, and he couldn't feel any pity for the wreckage he had killed all over the floor.

——Murong Fu suddenly felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart at all.

But he felt... as if he was like this?

Has he smiled at Cheng Chu and the others before?Have you ever been as gentle as you were with Ximen Chuuxue and the others?

Maybe not?

Murong Fu carried Qianye Changsheng back behind his back, and stopped trying to reason with Cheng Chu and Ximen Chuuxue, and walked towards the place where the carriage was.

For him now, his own feelings, and even Cheng Chu who came here out of nowhere are not too important.

The important thing is the task that the system entrusts to itself.

He has to get it done right away.

Murong Fu didn't look sideways, walked quickly, and quickly returned to the previous official path.

Ma Yin was frightened and rushed forward for a while, but he didn't run too far, but Mu Liu and the little beggar who were supposed to be nearby disappeared.

Two big living people were missing, but Murong Fu was not very curious.

He turned around, pointed at Cheng Chu with his right hand, and ordered: "Drive."

"No." Cheng Chuwei cupped his hands and sat down on the driver's seat very obediently.

Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, Ximen Chuixue knew that if he didn't hurry up, he would probably be thrown here, so he quickly jumped onto the carriage with his toes.

Murong Fu turned his head to look at him, but said nothing.

But Ximen Chuuxue has a lot to say.

As soon as he was seated, Ximen Chuuxue wanted to ask, but before he could say anything, Murong Fu put his finger in front of his lips.

"Shh!"

Ximen Fuxue: "..."

How can there always be an inexplicable sense of grievance? !

As a general, proficient use of horses is an essential skill. Cheng Chu easily drove the carriage, and it didn't take long to drive along the official road to the nearest small town.

"General, why don't you take a rest here?"

He has been marching all year round, and he is proficient in time control. Although he doesn't know how far he is from the next town, he can tell that staying here should be the safest plan.

I just don't know if the general is in a hurry.

"can."

While Cheng Chu was waiting for an answer, Murong Fu had already got out of the car.

He waved lightly to Cheng Chu, and walked towards the nearest inn.

This small town is the closest town to the Devil's Cult, and there are many people coming and going, not to mention that it is very mixed, and most of them are related to the Devil's Cult, so there are many people acting arrogantly.

Seeing that although Murong Fu was dressed luxuriously, but there was nothing extraordinary on his face, someone got a wrong idea.

First, there was a child who passed by him and wanted to follow his purse, but Murong Fu turned sideways and avoided him.

With this kind of movement, people with a discerning eye can tell the depth of his kung fu at a glance, but some people are not so keen.

Murong Fu walked a few more steps before he was stopped, and more than one person stopped him.

The three people in front of them all held swords in their hands, but the people next to them didn't show any surprise, and even stopped what they were busy with and prepared to watch the show.

These three people are not unknown people. Although their reputation is not good, it is commonplace here, and they started their fortunes by robbing money.

Being able to rob money in this kind of place, martial arts will not be bad, so no one wants to stand up and be a righteous person at the moment, at most they feel that it is a pity that a handsome young man like Murong Fu has lost.

One of the three came out, this man took a knife, and frivolously put the blade on Murong Fu's neck, and said with an evil smile: "Young master, we don't want to make things difficult for you either. Pay the money and leave, isn't it easy? "

Murong Fu shifted his eyes to the blade of this man, and felt that the material of this knife was not bad, but the person who used the knife was not good enough.

He didn't even draw his sword, he raised his hand and slapped the man's elbow, he didn't use much force before he heard a click, and he slapped the man's elbow directly out of shape.

The man howled in pain, sweating profusely, and the knife in his hand could no longer be held, and slipped from his fingertips.

But the saber didn't hit the ground, it was caught by Murong Fu in mid-air, he gripped the handle of the saber tightly, raised his hand to return the saber.

First, he finished the person in front of him with one knife, and then he turned his wrist and plunged the blade into the chest of the other person.

The two were killed in an instant, and the remaining one was so frightened that his legs went limp. He wanted to run but couldn't, so he could only watch helplessly as the knife that belonged to his companion cut his own throat neatly.

The three living people turned into corpses in an instant.

But the person who did this didn't even change his face, it seemed that he chopped down not a human, but an ordinary carrot.

Murong Fu threw the knife casually, and the blade hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The sound frightened the stunned onlookers, they all looked away, picked up things around them with trembling hands, and pretended to be busy.

Here comes a killing god!

People already have concerns in their hearts, but no one dares to say more, and no one even dares to take a second look at this side.

Only Ximen Chuuxue and Cheng Chu, who had just parked the carriage and rushed up with their luggage, didn't know why.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Chu asked.

He glanced at the messy ground and asked again, "Who killed the man?"

Murong Fu didn't turn his head back, he just patted off the dust on his clothes: "Me."

"Oh." Cheng Chu took it for granted, and chased after him with his luggage in his arms.

But Ximen Chuuxue at the side felt extremely powerless.

What happened to Ajun?What exactly is going on?

What frustrates him the most is that he seems to be completely powerless!

But at this time, he had no choice but to be patient, so he could only pretend to be calm and followed.

There are many inns here, Murong Fu only chose the nearest one.

It stands to reason that the innkeepers here are not ordinary characters, and there are very few people who can be bullied.

But when Murong Fu and three entered the inn, the lady proprietress was holding a veil and covering her face and crying.

Seeing the guests coming, she cheered up quickly, went forward and said: "Three young masters, you..."

"Stay in the hotel." Murong Fu interrupted her lightly, glanced at the stairs with cold eyes, and motioned, "Lead the way."

The proprietress was well-informed, so naturally she would not be frightened by Murong Fu's indifference, she led the three of them upstairs while wiping the remaining tears on her face.

Cheng Chu saw that his expression was really pitiful, so he couldn't help asking: "What happened to the proprietress? Why are you crying like this?"

The proprietress choked up, as if she had finally found someone to complain about, without hesitation, she said, "It's not because of my family! Bet! This family is almost ruined!"

Cheng Chu didn't expect such a simple and rude reason, and he couldn't talk right now.

After all, gambling is really hard to quit. Even if he fights against injustice and drags the boss back now, the boss will still run away again in the future.

What's more, he and the proprietress have never lived together.

At that moment, he kept silent and didn't mention it any more, he just focused on helping Murong Fu carry the luggage.

The three lived in adjacent rooms, with Murong Fu in the middle.

Ximen Chuuxue had been thinking about today's events, after packing up his things, he knocked on Murong Fu's door with doubts.

The other party waited for a long time before opening the door, but he had already changed into his underwear, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, it's not yet Shen Shi, why did he rest so early?

It's just that he frowned, and Murong Fu frowned too.

"What's up?"

"Have."

"Say."

"It's a long story."

Cheng Chu, who came out to look for food in the next room, saw that the conversation between the two people was like an idiom solitaire, so he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth for a moment, and kindly reminded Ximen Chuixue: "My general doesn't like to listen to other people's nonsense, if you have something to say, quickly say it , why bother with so many forewords?"

Ximen Chuuxue was not a kind person in the first place, not to mention that he was still depressed today, and when he heard the words, he threw a sharp glance at Cheng Chu.

Cheng Chu has experienced hundreds of battles on the battlefield, so he is naturally not afraid of this mere trick.

But after all, this was the murderous gaze of the majestic sword god, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He only said to himself, "This man has such a strong aura", and didn't dare to say more.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

He didn't want to be that mortal suffering, so let's just pass by silently.

Seeing Cheng Chu and Ximen Chuuxue passing by and going down the stairs, Murong Fu was also about to close the door.

Although he vaguely felt that he shouldn't do this, he felt that doing so was in line with his usual style.

——Actually, not only Ximen Chuixue was worried, but he was also very worried.

Murong Fu only felt that his heart was covered with a thin layer of mist, he tried hard to see many things clearly, but he couldn't see clearly.

The more anxious he was, the more confused he became in this predicament, and he simply didn't want to think about it.

But Ximen Chuuxue often wanted to remind him, hoping that he could get out of this predicament, which made him extremely tired, and he couldn't help but want to escape.

Murong Fu took a step back immediately, trying to close the door with a little effort.

But Ximen Chuuxue really has quick eyesight and quick hands, he blocked Murong Fu's movement with his long sword first.

Murong Fu looked at him with raised eyebrows, his displeasure was not concealed.

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to pamper him at all, he swung his sword with his fingers, and forced Murong Fu's hand blocking the door back, then took advantage of the gap, pushed the door open and walked in.

After the sword god entered the door, he was familiar with the way, and poured himself a cup of tea with ease.

"What do you want to do?" Murong Fu was impatient.

"Fulfill the promise."

Murong Fu frowned, and asked strangely, "What promise?"

Ximen Chuuxue raised his cup of tea and sipped his tea. After a moment of silence, he said, "I promised you a long time ago that if you were in trouble, I would protect you no matter what."