Chapter 99 Secret reminder
Wang Yuyan's face turned blue and white. She wanted to cry but didn't want to. She wanted to apologize but didn't want to. Her twisted look made her look even more beautiful.

Murong Ji let out a breath, and for Li Qingluo's sake, he didn't want to argue with this love-brained cousin.

His voice softened unconsciously, "Let's find a place to sit down and rest for a while. They should be here soon."

Wang Yuyan walked up to Murong Ji and bowed, "Second cousin, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, you're not the first person to question it, it's normal."

Feng Bo'e pulled two chairs from somewhere and placed them next to Murong Ji. A few people followed behind him, carrying chairs and tables.

After we sat down, tea and pastries were served.

Wang Yuyan doesn't know any martial arts, but her internal strength is only at the fitness level. She looks weak, but is actually very healthy. Li Qingluo has trained her to be the lady of the Wang family.

Wang Yuyan was naturally very tired at this time.

Near noon, several people came out from outside the apricot forest. Leading them was Qiao Feng, followed by Duan Yu.

Murong Ji stood up and greeted him, "Brother Qiao, Duan Yu."

When Qiao Feng saw Murong Ji, he was a little confused at first, wondering why he was here. But when he thought of the recent rumors, he immediately understood and walked forward with Duan Yu.

"Brother Murong, you are here too." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person behind Murong Ji, Wang Yuyan, and his eyes widened instantly.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched and he didn't bother to pay attention to him. In this life, Wang Yuyan was destined to be his sister.

"You guys? Know each other?"

Murong Ji looked at Qiao Feng's puzzled expression, then said, "Yes, we met by chance at Wuliang Mountain."

Qiao Feng didn't ask any more questions. If he knew him, then things would be easy.

"It was really fate. When I arrived in Gusu, I happened to meet Brother Duan, and we traveled together for several months."

Duan Yu came back to his senses, looked at Murong Ji and asked, "Brother Murong, I heard that you were injured. Are you okay?" Duan Yu looked him up and down.

Qiao Feng was stunned. How could Murong Ji not look injured at this moment?
Murong Ji did not hide it. He pulled open the clothes on his chest to reveal the palm print, and looked at the two of them with solemn and surprised expressions.

Then he showed them the scars on his back from the flame knife that had not yet healed. Then he straightened his clothes.

Qiao Feng murmured, "Great Vajra Palm."

He would not admit his mistake. His foundation was laid using the Shaolin Temple's methods, otherwise he would not have been able to easily master the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Duan Yu thought for a moment and asked quietly, "Brother Murong, is it Jiumozhi?"

Murong Ji shook his head, "There is someone else, and that person is much stronger than Jiumozhi."

There was a noise behind him, he turned around and saw that it was the top leaders of the Beggars' Sect.

Murong Ji stopped chatting with them and returned to his seat, waiting quietly. This was the Beggars' Sect's home ground, and there was a big show to be staged later.

When the elder of the Beggars' Sect just arrived and saw the people from the Murong family, he stared at Murong Ji as if he had seen an enemy.

Feng Bo laughed coldly and stepped forward to challenge, "Gusu Murong clan, I would like to meet the heroes of the Beggars' Sect. I wonder which one of you would like to fight?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qiao Feng. He wanted to try Qiao Feng's methods. After all, among the Four Great Masters, he was the best and also the one with the most potential.

We haven't seen each other for many years, and I really want to have a fight.

Qiao Feng looked at Murong Ji and smiled. It was obvious that he had the same intention, so he clasped his fists towards Murong Ji.

Friendship is friendship, power is power, and both of them are in power, so it is natural that they will clash with each other.

Murong Ji clasped his fists in return, then looked at Feng Bo'e and Elder Chen of the Beggars' Sect fighting back and forth. Bao Bu Tong stood aside and provoked another elder. The two of them had a disagreement and started fighting directly.

Murong Ji felt helpless. He was in his thirties or forties, but why was he still acting like a fool?

Qiao Feng and Murong Ji did not move, leaving the two men from their respective forces to support them.

The world is a dangerous place, and you never know who will shoot you from behind.

Feng Bo'e was caught off guard and was stung by something on the back of his hand. His whole body instantly became numb and convulsed.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and a residual shadow suddenly shot out like a sword. When he came back again, the person sitting on the chair was Feng Bo'e.

Elder Chen continued his attack and attacked directly from behind Murong Ji.

Murong Ji ignored him and continued to check Feng Bo'e's injuries. His internal energy continued to enter Feng Bo'e's body, blocking the spread of the poison.

"Cousin! Be careful!"

"Second son!"

Elder Chen struck Murong Ji on the shoulder from behind with his palm, and instantly, he was knocked back and flew out, spitting out blood in the air.

Murong Ji looked back and saw that Qiao Feng had already caught Elder Chen. He turned around and continued to dissolve Feng Bo'e's poison.

This Elder Chen has some bottom line, but not much.

He didn't attack his back, but hit his shoulder. [Is it to help Qiao Feng find out his background?]

Several streams of dark blood were forced out, and then Feng Bo was fed an antidote pill.

In a short while, Feng Bo'e gradually regained consciousness.

Murong Ji turned around and went to clear the battlefield for Bao Bu Tong. It must be said that the four generals of Murong family were all very powerful and were considered top-notch in the martial arts world.

He glanced at the other owners and gang leaders of the Murong family who were standing aside watching the battle. There were also many masters among them, but their reputations were not well-known, but their methods were not weak.

There are still people from the two villages who have not arrived yet.

I have to say that the Murong family's foundation is truly profound.

Bao Bu Tong and the Beggar Gang elder fought to a draw. Neither of them was willing to give in. Both of them were out of breath and even exhausted, and neither of them was able to defeat the other.

Murong Ji grabbed Bao Bu Tong's shoulders, dragged him back, and pressed him into a chair to rest.

Then he took a step forward, looked at Qiao Feng, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Qiao, you and I have known each other for ten years, I want to ask you for advice."

Qiao Feng rolled up his sleeves and walked out, "I want to fight you, too. You are very famous now."

Qiao Feng glanced around and said, "There may be some misunderstandings between you and me, but I am the leader of the Beggars' Sect. My elder Ma Dayuan died, so I must give an explanation to the whole Beggars' Sect."

"If this matter has nothing to do with the Murong family, I, Qiao Feng, am willing to come and apologize."

Murong Ji walked to the opposite side of Qiao Feng, and as they prepared each other, the people around them had already cleared the space.

Murong Ji: "There is no need to come to apologize. I think our two factions can cooperate."

Qiao Feng: "Cooperation?"

Murong Ji: "If Brother Qiao is still in charge of the gang's affairs, we can cooperate with each other to find a way for our brothers to make a living, so that we can have more ways to make a living and feed more people, isn't that good?"

Qiao Feng was startled and glanced at the Beggars' Sect. Murong Ji's naked hint couldn't be more obvious.
(End of this chapter)