Chapter 219

At the pier, Qiao Feng and Gu Qing had exchanged palms, so upon hearing that Miss Murong Fu's martial arts were not beneath Gu Qing's, Qiao Feng felt immense pressure in his heart. He felt that if the two fought, he feared he would not be a match, so when he struck, he held nothing back, preparing for a fierce battle with Miss Murong Fu.

He didn't expect Miss Murong Fu to fall just like that.

So when Qiao Feng looked at Gu Qing, he was slightly hesitant, then asked, "Is this Miss Murong Fu?"

Qiao Feng suspected he had hit the wrong person.

Miss Murong Fu couldn't hold it in and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The current Miss Murong Fu was hit by Qiao Feng's palm power, causing his blood and Qi to surge. The best way to heal was to lie on the ground for a while, but Miss Murong Fu was naturally strong-willed and unwilling to lose face too much in front of his peers from the Northern and Southern martial arts worlds. He stood up with difficulty, but his blood and Qi were already surging uncontrollably, and hearing Qiao Feng's words made the blood surge even more, naturally causing him to spray it wildly.

Gu Qing held back his laughter.

Surely no one really watched the '97 version of *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* and felt that Miss Murong Fu could reflect the little golden dragon...

"Young Master."

Abie ran toward Miss Murong Fu. This action served as an answer to Gu Qing.

Only then did Qiao Feng turn around and stare at Miss Murong Fu.

People in the martial arts world had always been talking about Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Miss Murong. Qiao Feng had high expectations for Miss Murong Fu, but he really didn't expect him to fall so quickly.

At this time, the martial arts people all had their gazes gathered on Miss Murong Fu's face, whispering to each other.

The elders on the Beggar Sect side had originally had a verbal dispute with Bao Butong, and there was Feng Bo'e looking for trouble. Moreover, most of the Beggar Sect people had come for the blood feud of Ma Ma Dayuan and had deep hatred for the Miss Murong family. Now that they saw Miss Murong Fu fall at Qiao Feng's single strike, they immediately became noisy.

"The Sect Leader struck well!"

"What kind of Southern Miss Murong is he, to be worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our Sect Leader?"

"Is there no one left in the Southern martial arts world, to push out someone like this?"

The Beggar Sect people were used to walking the streets and alleys, suffering cold words, and knew the sharpness of the world's cruel language. Now that these words were being said one by one, Miss Murong Fu couldn't bear it.

Miss Murong Fu's face was ashen. In shame and anger, he drew his sword, breaking free from Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e, intending to commit suicide. Amidst the surging blood and Qi, he made such a sudden move, his footsteps stumbled first, and he knelt on the ground.

"..."

"..."

The crowd of Northern and Southern martial arts people was silent for a moment, then laughter gradually emerged.

Miss Murong Fu had truly lost all his face today.

Miss Murong Fu held his sword horizontally, tears in his eyes, preparing to commit suicide.

"Clang!"

A burst of energy slashed through the air, and the long sword in Miss Murong Fu's hand was instantly broken in two.

Gu Qing flashed forward, supporting Miss Murong Fu with one hand, and said, "Brother Miss Murong, think of Yan Yan Longyuan, how can you commit suicide?"

Miss Murong Fu had originally been full of humiliation and didn't want to live, but upon hearing the name Yan Yan Longyuan, his heart steadied, and he abandoned the thought of dying.

"Many thanks."

The Miss Murong family's retainers, A'Zhu, and Abie all expressed their gratitude to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing accepted the merit calmly.

Abie looked at Gu Qing with hatred again, gritting her teeth and saying, "It's all your fault!"

Gu Qing had exposed the hatred between Qiao Feng and Miss Murong Fu, making Qiao Feng show no mercy to Miss Murong Fu, which was why Miss Murong Fu had suffered such humiliation.

Now that Qiao Feng had the intention to deal with the Miss Murong family, the entire Miss Murong family was in danger.

Gu Qing puffed out his chest and said, "As a Song person, one naturally must do one's best for the country."

Qiao Feng had said these words, and Gu Qing repeating them like this also made him appear to have a bit of heroic spirit.

Abie was speechless. She looked at Miss Murong Fu and said, "Young Master, let's go quickly."

If they waited for Qiao Feng to take action, they wouldn't be able to leave.

"Sect Leader, this Southern Miss Murong is the enemy who killed our Deputy Sect Leader Ma. Let's tie him up first, and then deal with him according to our Beggar Sect rules!"

Song Zhanglao stepped forward and said loudly to Qiao Feng.

Today, Northern Qiao Feng had displayed his divine power, overturning Southern Miss Murong in one fell swoop; the Beggar Sect truly had face. Deng Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, Feng Bo'e, and Bao Butong immediately stood in front of Miss Murong Fu, each with an angry look. Among them, Bao Butong saw that Miss Murong Fu had fallen and couldn't be tough anymore, so he could only say, "Not so, not so, my Young Master did not kill Ma Ma Dayuan."

Qiao Feng's gaze swept over the Beggar Sect people. Seeing the different expressions of the elders on the Beggar Sect side, he guessed that Sect Leader Wang's letter had played a role. He couldn't help but feel sorrowful and said, "According to my observation, Deputy Sect Leader Ma was not killed by Miss Murong Fu."

Song Zhanglao's brows knitted together and he said, "Is Miss Murong Fu incapable of doing it?"

Qiao Feng had exchanged moves with Miss Murong Fu, and Miss Murong Fu had fallen to the ground directly, which made the Beggar Sect elders subconsciously feel that Miss Murong Fu was very weak.

The gazes of the people in the field fell on Miss Murong Fu again, causing Miss Murong Fu to suffer another layer of humiliation.

"Qiao Feng, why are you shielding that dog thief Miss Murong Fu?"

The person speaking this time had an elegant appearance and was a middle-aged man.

When Qiao Feng saw him, he understood in his heart. This was the "Scholar of Ten Directions," Quan Quan Guanqing, who was usually skilled in scheming and was Qiao Feng's capable subordinate in the Beggar Sect. But now that Quan Quan Guanqing had the intention to rebel, he was a tricky opponent.

As Sect Leader, Qiao Feng was naturally decisive in killing. After hearing the treacherous plot from Gu Qing and knowing that Quan Quan Guanqing was bent on rebellion, he should have executed him immediately. But now that Elder Xu hadn't arrived and Madam Ma hadn't come, the rights and wrongs were unclear, so Qiao Feng waved his hand and said, "The crime of this dog thief Miss Murong Fu is not here!"

With the words "dog thief," Qiao Feng's attitude was fully revealed. Quan Quan Guanqing couldn't say anything and retreated first.

Qiao Feng turned around, walked to Miss Murong Fu, and demanded, "Miss Murong Fu, your Miss Murong family has been hiding in the South, bent on rebellion. Is this true or not?"

!

"Of course not!"

Deng Deng Baichuan immediately denied it.

"Is that so?"

Qiao Feng's gaze sharpened, scanning everyone. Regarding the Miss Murong family, Qiao Feng was convinced in his heart based on what Gu Qing had said and Abie's actions. He immediately raised his hand, preparing to subdue these four retainers first, and then take the Beggar Sect people to search the Miss Murong family.

If it was confirmed beyond doubt, then he would remove a scourge for the Central Plains.

"How could it not be?"

Everyone heard a voice from afar, and then saw a figure flash. An old monk jumped into the crowd and shouted coldly, "The Miss Murong family are descendants of the Yan Dynasty from the time of the Five Barbarians' chaos. I, this old monk, already searched the Miss Murong family back then and saw quite a few things. You are hiding in the South for the purpose of causing chaos."

The speaker was Monk Master Xuanbei. After obtaining the hand-copied seventy-two supreme arts of Miss Murong Bo in Dali, Master Xuanbei felt it was time to strike a heavy blow against the Miss Murong family.

Back then, the Shaolin Temple could cut down Xiao Xiao Yuanshan's family to prevent martial arts from leaking out; now they could also cut down Miss Murong Bo's family!

"Hero Gu, Sect Leader Qiao."

Master Xuanbei greeted Gu Qing and then said to Qiao Feng, "This old monk has requested the Abbot's oral decree to appeal the Miss Murong family's evil deeds to Bianjing. Bianjing has dispatched officials to handle this matter here. We can first capture the Miss Murong family people and then hand them over to the government for disposal."

Master Xuanbei had to go inside the Miss Murong family to burn the secret copies of the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two supreme arts first.

Qiao Feng grew up at the foot of the Shaolin Temple and knew most of the Shaolin monks. He nodded at this time, confirming that the Miss Murong family was indeed causing trouble.

Miss Murong Fu's face was ashen, feeling that the Miss Murong family had truly reached a dangerous juncture of life and death.

"Master!"

Amidst the crowd, a white light flashed. It was Duan Yu who rushed up and bowed to Gu Qing.

"This is the Crown Prince of the Dali Kingdom."

Master Xuanbei introduced, "He has come here to be a witness."

Duan Yu looked at Gu Qing, his gaze involuntarily drifting to Wang Wang Yuyan beside him. Just as he wanted to say something, he saw a woman in a pale crimson gauze shirt walking gracefully forward, bowing to Wang Wang Yuyan and asking with concern, "Miss Cousin, since you married, we haven't known how you have been living."

The speaker was none other than A'Zhu. Seeing that the situation was not right, she hurriedly stepped forward to engage in diplomacy, wanting to use Wang Wang Yuyan to make Gu Qing remember some affection.

Abie also hurried forward at this time.

Wang Wang Yuyan turned her head in thought, her gaze looking slightly at Gu Qing.

This rhythm was mostly led by Gu Qing. Now that they were all gathered together, Gu Qing wouldn't go against the current and do something thankless. Therefore, he looked at Zhong Ling and said, "Zhong Ling, you tell them."

Zhong Ling had seen how Gu Qing treated Wang Wang Yuyan.

"Ah..."

Zhong Ling blinked, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice, "She sleeps with a weapon at her side every night and fights every day; she is truly living well."

These words weren't said by Zhong Ling; they were Lady Wang's evaluation.

"..."

Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, A'Zhu, Abie, and the eavesdropping Duan Yu all blushed together.

Did I come to hear this?

(End of chapter)