Traveling through Yuhuatian, the start of the Sunflower Collection is complete

Chapter 25 Cooperation, you deserve it too?

Dragon Inn.

Yu Huatian was sitting by the window, listening to the stern wind outside the window, leaning on the chair, silent, but there was a thoughtful expression in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

On the table in front of him, there was a list of the various sects who came to the desert to compete for the treasure.

Wudang, Shaolin, Money Gang, Songshan School, Kongtong School, Sun Moon God Sect, Tianzun, Black Stone, etc., all the forces that have appeared so far, including the number of masters who have appeared and may appear among these forces, are all at this moment. It is well documented by this list.

There are really too many forces coming this time, there are no less than [-] innate masters who have appeared so far, and among the first-class sects such as Shaolin, Wudang and Money Gang, there are even master masters who personally lead the team.

Such a huge force, even with the strength Yuhuatian currently controls, has to be treated with caution.

For him, this mission is not only a test for him by the emperor, but also an opportunity.

With so many masters, how much luck would be plundered if they were all wiped out?

But if this is really done this time, what Yuhuatian has to consider is how to deal with the aftermath.

After all, the martial arts forces that came this time can already be regarded as half of Daming's world.

Offending them all at once is basically equivalent to making enemies of the entire Daming Jianghu. Not everyone can afford this consequence.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Huatian withdrew his mind, sighed in a low voice, and said, "Let's play by ear..."

At this moment, the treasure has not yet been born, and these martial arts sects may not all come for the treasure.

As long as you don't participate in the battle for treasures at that time, you don't necessarily have to be enemies with them.

Of course, if he dared to snatch the treasure after he revealed his identity, then Yuhuatian would not hold back.

After all, he came here on behalf of the imperial court this time. If these forces dare to intervene in the fight for the treasure after knowing his identity, they are slapping the imperial court in the face.

At that time, even if they were all killed and made enemies of the entire Daming Jianghu, Yu Huatian would not be afraid.

No matter how strong the world is, can it still be stronger than the imperial court's army?
"Tap-"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a burst of conversation, Zhao Tong opened the door and walked in:
"Master, Gusu Murong Fu asks to see you."

"Murong Fu?"

Yu Huatian frowned, he didn't understand what it was all about, what Murong Fu came to ask him for, but he didn't say much, looked at Zhao Tong, nodded and said: "Let him in."

"Yes!"

Zhao Tong cupped his hands and said, then opened the door and walked out, looking at Murong Fu and his four retainers who were waiting at the door: "Mr. Murong, please."

"Thank you."

Murong Fu cupped his hands towards Zhao Tong, then straightened his clothes and walked straight into the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the white clothes sitting behind the table and waiting quietly. By the light of the flickering candle, the handsome appearance of the young man was revealed. Dazzling.

Murong Fuben also has an extraordinary appearance, and he attracts many eyes wherever he usually goes, but at this moment he has to admit that this young man in white is not inferior to him in terms of demeanor or appearance, and even in terms of temperament alone, this young man in white is even better Far better than him.

The innate nobleness and grace of the young man is not something ordinary people can pretend.

With a sigh in his heart, Murong Fu went straight forward, bowed his hands to the young man, and said: "Murong Fu, I'm in Gusu, I saw you at the inn for the first time today, and I was impressed by your extraordinary demeanor, so I came to visit late at night. Make friends with the young master, and I hope the young master will forgive me for taking the liberty."

"Since you know how to be presumptuous, why do you still come here?"

Yu Huatian said calmly without raising his eyelids.

"Uh……"

This is the first time for Murong Fu to meet such a withdrawn person. Normally, as long as he gives his name, no matter who is facing him, he will be given a little bit of favor. But he didn't expect that he would be embarrassed by Yuhuatian now. , I didn't know how to answer for a moment, and I froze in place.

But behind him, Gongye Qian and the other four people saw that Murong Fu was so respectful and virtuous as a corporal, but they were treated coldly, and there was a smear of anger on their faces.

Bao Budong took a step forward immediately, and wanted to save face for Murong Fu, but at this moment Murong Fu suddenly came to his senses, stopped him quickly, then looked at Yuhuatian, smiled slightly, and said: " What the young master said is that visiting late at night and disturbing the young master's rest is indeed ill-considered."

Looking at Murong Fu with a sincere and warm face, Yu Huatian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He is indeed the son of Gusu who can earn the title of "South Murong" in the Song Dynasty, which is full of masters. In order to restore the country, he can Such forbearance, just this kind of temperament and tolerance, is not something ordinary people can do.

Actually speaking, Murong Fu and himself are the same kind of people, they are both set up as villains, but they are not purely bad, they have their own goals in their hearts.

In order to fulfill the ambition, anything can be done!
The only difference is that Murong Fu's purpose is to revive Dayan, while his purpose is to control Daming and change this decadent era.

But even if he admired Murong Fu, Yu Huatian also had no intention of making friends with him.

Murong Fu himself is only in the innate realm, and the four retainers behind him only have first-class strength in acquired strength. With this little skill, they are not qualified to have an equal dialogue with him.

"Let's be honest, what is the purpose of Mr. Murong coming here late at night?"

Yu Huatian looked at Murong Fu and asked indifferently.

"This... Young Master's character is really different from ordinary people, he is frank and sincere."

Murong Fu gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said: "To be honest, I came here, firstly because I feel that you are extraordinary, and want to make friends with you, and secondly because you want to cooperate with you to fight for the treasure together."

"Cooperate with me?"

Yu Huatian was not surprised by what Murong Fu said, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Only you, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with me?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Murong Fu's expression froze, and the four behind him, Gongyegan, were also furious.

Bao Budong couldn't bear it any longer, and angrily scolded: "Presumptuous! My son is Murong Shizi, a descendant of the Dayan royal family. In the Song Dynasty, whoever saw him would not show some face. Why should you compare yourself to my son? My son made friends with you, so you are worthy of respect. How dare you insult my son like this?!"

The smile on Murong Fu's face also disappeared, and he didn't stop Bao BuTong from angrily scolding him. He looked at Yu Huatian with a bit of coldness in his eyes, and said, "Your Excellency is too conceited. Could it be that you are really bullying me, Murong?" Is it okay to talk?!"

Yu Huatian ignored him, turned his head to look at Bao Budong, his eyes flashed murderously, and said: "You know what I hate most is a person with a bad mouth like you, do you understand the reason why evil comes from your mouth?! "

"laugh--"

As soon as the words were finished, the Sanzijian placed next to it suddenly came out of its sheath, bringing a little chill in the room.

"Brother Bao, be careful!"

Murong Fu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly sounded a reminder.

Bao BuTong's complexion also changed drastically at this moment, and his hair suddenly rose. He wanted to dodge, but no matter which direction he hid, the sharp sword energy still locked on him.

In the blink of an eye, before he could figure out how to resist this murderous sword, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a sharp long sword passing through his chest, and blood flowed down the side of the sword. The grooves flow out slowly.

"you……"

Bao Tongtong looked blankly, looked up at the white shadow by the window, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak, as the blood flowed away, the vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his body fell heavily backwards.

"The third one!"

"Brother Bao!"

Murong Fu and Gong Yegan had ugly expressions on their faces. They looked at Bao BuTong's body, and the four of them turned their heads to look at the white shadow by the window.

"Young master, fight him!"

Gongye yelled angrily, and suddenly pulled out the weapon in his hand, and Deng Baichuan and Feng Bo'e next to him also copied the guy one after another, their eyes were angry and murderous.

"stop!"

Murong Fu let out an angry roar, staring at Yu Huatian, even though his heart was filled with endless murderous intent at the moment, there was also a strong sense of crisis emerging in his mind, which made him forcefully restrain the anger in his chest.

Bao Budong couldn't take the sword just now, and if it was him, he would also be unable to take it. This is enough to prove that he is definitely not Yuhuatian's opponent.

Keep shooting, there is only one dead end!
Murong Fu took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, cupped his hands towards Yu Huatian and said, "Brother Bao's words were rude first, and he deserves his death. Thank you, Your Excellency, for helping me clean up the house."

"But Murong Fu has recorded what happened tonight!"

With a wave of Yu Huatian's hand, the Three Sons Sword stuck in Bao BuTong's chest was wrapped in true energy and flew out, falling back into his hand.

Then he took out the silk scarf from his arms, carefully wiped the blood stains on the sword, and said calmly without raising his head, "Whatever you want."

Murong Fu tightly clenched his fists under his sleeve robe, looked at Yu Huatian intently, then turned around, and said with a gloomy expression, "Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and opened the door to leave. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he might not be able to resist attacking Yuhuatian.

Deng Baichuan and the three looked angry, but they had no choice but to lift up Bao Tong's body, with sorrowful eyes, and followed Murong Fu away.

The room fell silent again, but a faint smell of blood permeated the room, which lingered for a long time, proving what happened just now.

Yu Huatian frowned slightly, glanced at the blood stains on the ground, and said, "Clean it up."

"Yes."

Zhao Tong immediately stepped forward and began to clean up the blood stains, with no expression on his face.

The same is true for Ding Xiu, who is carefully wiping the long knife in his hand next to him. From the beginning to the end, he never even raised his head once.

Yu Huatian ignored the two of them, he got up and walked to the window, looking out at the night sky, the sound of howling wind never stopped, instead it became more and more shrill.

Vaguely, it seemed to be accompanied by faint screams...

"Um?!"

Yuhuatian's complexion changed: "Something is wrong!"

Ding Xiu also stood up suddenly from his chair, clenched the long knife in his hand, and said sharply, "Someone attacked the inn!"

"Sun Moon God Sect? Or Tianzun, Black Stone?"

Yu Huatian picked up the Three Sons Sword next to him, and said coldly, "Go out and have a look..."

Before the voice fell, the vigorous figure had disappeared from the window.

Ding Xiu and Zhao Tong gripped their weapons tightly and followed without hesitation.

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