Zhong Linglin suddenly became alert and looked around.
She saw a gray shadow flashing past, and suddenly appeared in front of her, a black-bearded Taoist holding a whisk in his hand.
When Zhong Ling saw the person coming, he immediately put away the brocade box containing the ice silkworms and said on guard: "I won't sell it!"
With that said, he was about to walk around the other party and leave. ❋
But the figure swayed and stood in front of her again.
"Girl, you should listen to Pindao's advice. You can't own this kind of treasure. It's better to give it to Pindao and let Pindao bear the sin!"
A trace of greed flashed in Taoist Blackbeard's eyes and he sneered.
Zhong Lingcai didn't believe what he said, not to mention that the thousand-year ice silkworm was not hers. Even if it was hers, she would not sell it to this old man.
"You are a monk, but you come to rob a little girl of mine, and you are so unwilling to give in, and you are not ashamed?"
Zhong Ling made a face at him and walked past him again.
However, this time, the black-bearded Taoist no longer had the patience he had before. He immediately swept away the dust in his hand, and there was a clear sound. The stone bricks on the wall seemed to be made of flour, and he swept out a deep ravine. The bricks and stones turned into powder and fell down. This move frightened Zhong Ling and froze him in place.
The black-bearded Taoist said coldly: "Little girl, hand over the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, I will spare your life, otherwise... Haha!"
After speaking, the man let out a heart-wrenching laugh.
Zhong Ling was extremely scared, but thinking that the thousand-year-old ice silkworm belonged to Murong Fu, how could he give it to him without permission? He pretended to be tough and said: "I can't give this ice silkworm to you. If you want money, I still have some, so you can Take it, except this ice silkworm."
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"
Hearing this, the black-bearded Taoist was furious. He waved his long sleeves, and a crisp slap sounded. Zhong Ling was directly slapped and flew out. A five-finger palm print appeared on the right white cheek, which was as red as blood, and instantly became swollen.
"Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you? Since you are so ungrateful, I will have no choice but to kill you today!"
As he spoke, Taoist Blackbeard's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he walked slowly towards Zhong Ling with a frosty look on his face.
"What a loud tone. Today I want to see how you go on a killing spree!"
As a cold and arrogant voice sounded, the black-bearded Taoist felt a shadow flicker in front of his eyes, and then he saw a handsome and handsome young man in brocade clothes appearing in front of him, as if he appeared out of thin air.
Zhong Ling, who had already fallen into despair, suddenly saw Murong Fu appear. At this moment, she instantly felt an unprecedented sense of security, and she felt that the man's back was getting taller in her eyes.
Although the black-bearded Taoist priest didn't know how Murong Fu appeared, seeing that he was only in his twenties, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes and he said, "Is your Excellency trying to show off?"
"You can show off whatever skills you have. If you don't do it now, you will never have another chance in the future!"
Looking at the swelling on Zhong Ling's cheeks, Murong Fu suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, and his eyes looking at the black-bearded Taoist were also filled with coldness.
"Shu Zi is ignorant, extremely arrogant, poor and unjust, and is known as the 'King of Dragons'. Where do you come from, do you dare to talk to me like this?"
For some reason, Taoist Buping met the other party's gaze, and suddenly felt an extremely uneasy feeling in his heart. To be on the safe side, he asked a question forcefully.
"Gusu, Murong Fu!"
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect it to be this old man, but he still revealed his identity.
"What, Nan Murong?"
As soon as Taoist Buping heard his name, his face turned pale with fright, his legs trembled, he hesitated, and fell to his knees with a plop.
"Xiaodao has eyes but does not recognize Taishan. He actually bumped into Master Murong's friend. Xiaodao deserves to die. Please...please Master, please be merciful and spare Xiaodao's life!"
Taoist Buping immediately kowtowed, his tone full of fear and fear.
Murong Fu had heard about the name of this unfair Taoist, and also knew that he had some friendship with the "Sword God" Zhuo Bufan. He thought that the other person was also quite courageous or a rebellious person, but he did not expect that he would be so timid and cherish his life. He actually knelt down directly to himself.
This made Murong Fu, who originally wanted to kill him, hesitate.
"You're such a veteran, why are you so useless? Why don't you stand up?"
Murong Fu said with some dissatisfaction.
Taoist Bu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth and said hurriedly: "Mr. Murong, your famous name has already been well known in the streets. Now that you have seen your true appearance, how dare you make a mistake in front of me!"
Seeing the slap marks on Zhong Ling's face, he seemed to realize something, and quickly slapped his face ten times until his face swelled into a pig's head, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and several teeth were knocked out. Only then did he stop.
Seeing how knowledgeable he was, Murong Fu became even more reluctant to take action.
"Your name as 'King of Dragons' can be regarded as famous all over the world. Why don't you even have the courage to take action against me? What kind of trick are you playing?"
Murong Fu frowned, feeling very confused.
Taoist Bu Ping didn't want to say anything, but when he saw Murong Fu's eyes staring straight at him, he could only say tremblingly: "Hui Gongzi, Taoist Zhang... Zhangxu is... the senior brother of Xiaodao."
Upon hearing this, Murong Fu understood instantly.
Unexpectedly, this Taoist Bu Ping was actually the younger brother of Taoist Zhang Xu whom he had killed in the busy city. No wonder he was so afraid of him.
After all, he was able to kill Taoist Zhangxu ten years ago, and now his reputation is getting bigger and bigger. As Taoist Zhangxu's junior brother, how can he dare to use force against Taoist Taoist.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu looked at Taoist Bu Ping with some deep meaning.
He ignored the other party for the moment, but turned around and came to Zhong Ling and helped her up.
Zhong Ling supported his arm. Although he looked a little miserable, he still laughed heartlessly: "Brother Murong, he wants to steal my ice silkworms. I dare not give it to him without your consent."
When Murong Fu heard this, he suddenly said with some discomfort: "If you like this thing, I will give it to you. Next time someone else wants it, you can give it to him, why bother yourself?"
When Zhong Ling heard his words, she was suddenly touched deep in her heart. Her wonderful eyes looked at Murong Fu with a strange look.
Murong Fu saw the swelling on Zhong Ling's face, glared at Taoist Bu Ping, and said coldly: "Wait for me at the inn!"
After saying that, he hugged Zhong Ling and disappeared.
Although Murong Fu did not say what kind of inn it was, Taoist Bu Ping did not dare to delay at all. He endured the pain on his face and chased out.
Although he was extremely afraid of Murong Fu, he thought that this might be an opportunity for him to make acquaintance with him, so he made a humble gesture. After finding the inn where Murong Fu was staying, he waited quietly downstairs. Don't dare to leave for a moment.
