It's just that although she has memorized many martial arts secrets, she doesn't know any move. How can she compete with Chen Xuan?

No matter how much she cried, Chen Xuan took her in his arms and took her into the house without any explanation.

And on the other side.

Wang Yuyan went to Chen Xuan in the middle of the night to plead for mercy.

Li Qingluo had other plans.

I just heard a few knocks on the door from outside the house.

"Come in."

"Madam." A maid in green came in from outside the house.

"Send this letter to Yanziwu quickly, and make sure it is delivered to the young master of the Murong family as soon as possible!"

"I understand, little one."

The maid bowed briefly, hid the secret message in her sleeve pocket, and quickly walked out of the wing.

Li Qingluo had been watching her walk out of the courtyard from the window, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and sneered in her heart.

"You're such a crazy thief, you really think you can be lawless if you have some skills! When the Murong family comes over, I have to chop you into pieces to make fertilizer!"

She secretly hated it, even to the point of gritting her teeth in hatred.

But seeing the maid walking out of the courtyard without anyone blocking her, she couldn't help but feel a beat in her heart.

"What is that little thief planning? Why doesn't he send someone to watch me? Is it possible that he is not afraid that I will tip him off to find the masters of the Murong family?"

When she thought of this, she suddenly remembered what Chen Xuan had said.

He spoke eloquently, saying that a dozen Qiao Feng were not enough for him to fight, and he completely ignored Murong Fu, whose family was now in the limelight.

Li Qingluo only thought it was a joke at first, but now seeing his behavior, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Is it possible that everything he said is true? He really has such shocking strength?"

Nowadays, it is widely rumored in the world that Murong Beiqiao is from the south.

The two of them can almost be regarded as the first-class figures in the world.

If Chen Xuanzhen has the strength to crush the two of them, he will definitely become famous in the world with his unparalleled power.

When the time comes, her Mantuo Villa can become the number one village in the world without relying on the prestige of the Murong family!

What's more, if his martial arts skills are truly invincible, then he can use his reputation to recruit martial arts masters and seize the world!

Reviving the Southern Tang Dynasty and ruling the world may really be just around the corner!

When Li Qingluo thought of that situation, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and the long-extinguished flame in her heart was rekindled.

She had been frustrated in her life. She had tried every possible means to pursue her dream of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but she had almost become the laughing stock of everyone.

If you really have this opportunity to rule the world, what's the harm even if you really commit yourself to serving as a thief?

Li Qingluo wrung her fingers nervously, picked up the teacup on the table, opened the lid and then put it down again.

"That's all, we still need to wait for the Murong family's help to arrive before we can make a decision. If that kid really has such shocking strength, let's just talk about it. If he just talks nonsense and brags, he should be beaten to death!"

Thinking of this, Li Qingluo felt a little reassured and patiently waited for the masters from the Murong family to visit.

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Mantuo Villa and Yanziwu are not far apart.

The maid who delivered the message galloped quickly and soon handed the letter of distress into Murong Fu's hands.

However, Murong Fu did not take a closer look.

Because there was another visitor outside the living room at this time.

Outside the courtyard.

Four members of the Murong family will enter the courtyard.

There was a little monk in front of them.

The monk was in his mid-twenties, had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a big flat nose, and his appearance was quite ugly.

There were many patches on the monk's robe, but it was very clean.

The young monk bowed slightly and said.

"Young monk Xu Zhu, came from Shaolin Temple and met all the heroes."

Feng Bo evil smiled first.

"Wonderful, wonderful! It turns out to be a master from the Shaolin Temple, come on, come on, come on! You and I are making gestures!"

Xu Zhu waved his hands repeatedly and said.

"The young monk has low martial arts skills, how can he dare to take action against Shi?"

Feng Bo said with an evil smile.

"I haven't had a fight in a few days, and my hands are itchy. We had a fight, but it wasn't a real fight. What are you afraid of?"

Seeing him coming forward, Xu Zhu quickly took two steps back and said.

"Although the young monk has practiced kung fu for several years, it is only for fitness purposes. He cannot fight."

Deng Baichuan on the side said.

"The monks in the Shaolin Temple are all highly skilled in martial arts. The monks who are new to martial arts are not allowed to step out of the temple. Since the young master has come down from the mountain, he must be a first-class hero. Come, come, come! We agreed to only do a hundred moves.

, who loses and who wins has nothing to do with it.”

Xu Zhu took another half step back and said.

"The donor didn't know something. The reason why the young monk came down the mountain this time was not because his martial arts had penetrated the entrance guard. It was just because the temple sent disciples everywhere to deliver messages and there was a shortage of manpower, so he ordered the young monk to barely make up the numbers."

After saying that, he took out an oilcloth baggage from his arms, opened it, took out a greeting card, and said.

"The young monk originally carried ten hero stickers. Master told him to return to the mountain immediately after delivering the ten hero stickers. He must not use force against others. Now he has given away four of them and has six more. The donor is very good at martial arts.

, please accept this hero post."

After handing out the greeting card, he took out the name card and said.

"Please tell me the donor's name so that the young monk can go back and report to the master."

Feng Bo evil didn't answer the post, he just said.

"You've never fought me, how do you know I'm a heroic bear? Let's try a few tricks first. Only if I beat you can I have the nerve to accept the hero post." As he spoke, he took two steps forward and punched with his right fist.

Hit Xu Zhu.

When his fist was about to reach the door facing Xu Zhu, he immediately turned it around and urged him straight.

"Fight back quickly!"

When Deng Baichuan heard Xu Zhu mention the words "hero post", he took it seriously and just said:

"Fourth brother, don't be busy competing, let's take a look at what is written on the hero sticker."

After saying that, he took the post from Xu Zhu and read the post and wrote:

"Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, respectfully invites heroes from all over the world to come to Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain on the ninth day of September to make good connections and see the Murong family of Gusu together with their demeanor of "repaying others with their own way"."

After reading the content on the post, Deng Baichuan was stunned for a moment, and then handed the post to Bao BuTong beside him for a look.

He looked towards Xu Zhudao.

"Shaolin holds a heroes conference because it turns out that it is to embarrass the Murong clan of Gusu, so there is no need to hold a heroes conference! I am here to learn from the masters of the Shaolin sect!"

Hearing this, Xu Zhu hurriedly retreated, his left foot was already outside the threshold, he just said.

"Is it possible that all the heroes are subordinates of Mr. Murong of Gusu?"

The four of them looked at each other and smiled, showing a little contentment and pride.
Chapter completed!