Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 317 A-Fei's Appearance

Murong Fu listened as the many martial arts masters behind him recounted the scene that had just occurred.

This will be something they can brag about in the future.

This is the world of martial arts.

The topics of "the third-ranked scholar" and "the plum blossom thief" are destined to be a long process.

Now they've discovered that the third-ranked scholar was actually the Plum Blossom Thief, a once romantic and talented man turned into a lecherous thief. Their firsthand experience is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

Murong Fu said, "Li Tanhua, why are you tied up?"

"You and Master Long must have a really good relationship, playing such a big game in public."

Li Xunhuan said with a wry smile, "Young Master Murong, please don't make fun of me."

His eyes were deep and sorrowful. He looked up and met Murong Fu's gaze, but all he could see was a deep, unfathomable depth.

He didn't know if Murong Fu was implying something, but he was certainly aware that his so-called elder brother...

Not right.

That evening, he suddenly received an invitation from Lin Xian'er to meet at Lengxiang Xiaozhu.

In the chilly night, he walked silently through the desolate garden, on his way to meet a woman, but his heart was set on another.

As they approached Lengxiang Xiaozhu, they suddenly saw a figure flash by and disappear into the darkness.

He immediately leaped into the air as well.

The speed of the other party was indescribable, but by the time he arrived there, the figure had already disappeared, seemingly swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

While Li Xunhuan was filled with doubt, he discovered half a footprint on the roof of the Cold Fragrance Pavilion.

Li Xunhuan had never seen anyone with such profound lightness skills, and his astonishment only grew. Upon entering the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, he discovered five pairs of wine cups on the table, their bottoms embedded in the surface. Looking closely, he was struck by the sight of a plum blossom.

Li Xunhuan realized that the Plum Blossom Thief had arrived, and then a barrage of hidden weapons came flying in like a tsunami.

He was a master of hidden weapons, so naturally he wasn't injured.

But while he was still worried about Lin Xian'er's safety, his sworn brother Long Xiaoyun and several martial arts heroes walked in all at once. Zhao Zhengyi, Tian Qi, Gongsun Moyun and others insisted that Li Xunhuan was the Plum Blossom Bandit.

Gongsun Moyun, Zhao Zhengyi, and Tian Qi surrounded Li Xunhuan. All three had ashen faces and gritted their teeth, but Li Xunhuan's flying daggers never missed their mark.

Instead, no one took the lead.

But... Long Xiaoyun, the elder brother I've respected for half my life; Long Xiaoyun, to whom I've entrusted my family property, ancestral home, and even my beloved!

He walked over laughing and put his arm around Li Xunhuan's shoulder.

Subsequently, he was captured by this group of charlatans and self-proclaimed heroes.

He lay down on the ground.

Even though his elder brother immediately pretended to be unaware, knelt down on the ground, and begged for mercy in a choked voice.

But how could he not have doubts? He just kept them to himself.

After all, he really didn't want to entrust himself to the wrong person.

That was the husband of the woman he loved.

Murong Fu saw that Li Xunhuan didn't really care much about his life or death, but the sadness in his eyes must be because he had seen through Long Xiaoyun's conspiracy.

This third-ranking scholar was only troubled by love, but he was not a fool.

When Zhao Zhengyi saw Murong Fu approaching, he turned his head away and snorted coldly.

Seeing that Zhao Zhengyi was paying so much attention to a young man, Tian Qi and Gongsun Moyun took a second look and realized that they didn't recognize him, but he was an incredibly handsome young man.

Judging from the long sword at his waist, he must be a young swordsman, so he asked in a low voice what kind of person Zhao Zhengyi was.

Zhao Zhengyi, meanwhile, whispered to Murong Fu about what Murong Fu had done in the past two days, especially about how Qin Xiaoyi, the Third Master Qin, had been so angry that she vomited blood.

These words caused Tian Qi and Gongsun Moyun's expressions to change.

Long Xiaoyun stepped forward and said in a feigned manner:

"Lord Murong, you've arrived... Alas, how could my virtuous brother be the Plum Blossom Thief? There must be some misunderstanding!"

Murong Fu thought to himself: Don't you know in your heart whether there is a misunderstanding or not? Wasn't it all your doing?

Then, as if remembering something, Long Xiaoyun pulled Murong Fu to Tian Qi and Gongsun Moyun's side and introduced them to each other.

Murong Fu glanced at the two old coffin-headed fools, paying them little attention, and simply asked:

"Who said Li Xunhuan was the Plum Blossom Thief?"

Zhao Zhengyi snorted again and said, "I, Master Tian, ​​Hero Gongsun, Brother Long, and all the heroes behind us have seen it."

Li Xunhuan came to this Cold Fragrance Pavilion with ill intentions towards Miss Lin!

What else could it be but the Plum Blossom Thief?

Murong Fu feigned surprise and asked, "Where is Miss Lin? Has she been raped and then murdered?"

Oh, Li Xunhuan, how many people have you harmed?!

"For something like this... if you just spent a little money..."

He was about to kick Li Xunhuan when he shouted, "Guards! Bring over this Miss Lin's sister and Li Xunhuan's cousin! Let the victim's family tear this thief to pieces, and let his family see just how many wicked deeds he's committed against his ancestors!"

Long Xiaoyun, naturally maintaining his persona, immediately grabbed Murong Fu and said:

"Young Master Murong, Young Master Murong, please don't worry... Miss Lin is alright. She moved out of Cold Fragrance Cottage this afternoon to avoid the Plum Blossom Bandits."

As for the sister of Lin Xian'er that Murong Fu mentioned and the cousin of Li Xunhuan, they are both Lin Shiyin.

He didn't want to see Lin Shiyin pleading for Li Xunhuan and shedding tears, so he naturally didn't respond.

Murong Fu said with a somewhat speechless expression, "You mean there are no victims here, and you just surrounded Li Xunhuan here and said he was the Plum Blossom Bandit?"

Frame someone seems a bit unprofessional, doesn't it, Master Zhao?

Zhao Zhengyi said indignantly, "Do you think I would wrong him?"

Murong Fu said, "You wronged me the day before yesterday. This isn't the first time you've wronged someone."

"You!" Zhao Zhengyi felt that he had suffered more in the past three days since meeting Murong Fu than he had in all the decades of his life.

But looking at the three people beside him and the martial arts crowd around him, he thought that as long as they insisted that it was Li Xunhuan, given their status in the martial arts world and the fact that Li Xunhuan had already surrendered, there was no way that Murong Fu, a newcomer without any foundation, could overturn the case.

He has a very thorough understanding of the martial arts world; that's what it is.

He endured so much humiliation for so many years, and finally became a veteran martial artist. Before he died, they still held the reins of the martial arts world.

Murong Fu? I'll find an opportunity to kill him later... He's no different from Li Xunhuan today.

So Zhao Zhengyi, feigning righteousness, said:

"We caught Li Xunhuan in this room; he just didn't have time to harm anyone."

"We can't expect him to harm Miss Xian'er before we arrest him, can we?!"

Upon hearing Lin Xian'er's name, the sycophantic You Longsheng chimed in, "Yes, we can't let Miss Xian'er be in danger!"

The sycophant is behind the dog.

Murong Fu said, "This third-ranked scholar is known throughout the martial arts world for his romantic and amorous nature, and his unparalleled beauty is also widely acknowledged."

Of course... after I, the perfect hero Murong Fu, roam the martial world, he can only rank second.

The crowd looked at Murong Fu's face, then at Li Xunhuan's, and felt that Murong Fu's words were both reasonable and authoritative, without any hint of boasting.

Murong Fu then said, "Such a handsome man is the dream lover of countless women. We handsome men's world is something that someone like you, Zhao Daxia, probably doesn't understand."

But is it necessary for everyone to think that Li Xunhuan was the Plum Blossom Thief?

At this moment, Tian Qi stepped forward and said, "Hehe, what this Young Master Murong said makes some sense."

But after all, Li Xunhuan suddenly broke into Miss Lin Xian'er's room in the middle of the night and was caught red-handed by us. Maybe he just enjoys the feeling of coercion?

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "Relying entirely on guesswork to solve cases?"

Haha, so to speak, this Master Zhao looks decent at first glance, but upon closer inspection, his beauty is...

His aura was sinister; he was clearly a Plum Blossom Bandit trainee, or even the current Plum Blossom Bandit.

Murong Fu could see that Zhao Zhengyi was so angry with him that his heart was almost damaged, so he added more pressure.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhengyi started coughing after being talked to by Murong Fu, and he'll probably follow in Qin Xiaoyi's footsteps soon.

The plump, fair-skinned man, who resembled a wealthy old man, chuckled and said, "Young Master Murong, then tell me, who is the Plum Blossom Thief?"

Murong Fu raised his eyes and said slowly:

"I don't know that. I just really despise the framing method that relies entirely on guesswork and false accusations."

If we can catch a thief red-handed and a adulterer caught in the act, and convict someone without any evidence, wouldn't the martial arts world be ruled by the Zhao family?

Haha, even the emperor probably isn't as domineering as you, Zhao Daxia, right? You have to leave some yellow robes and armor before you confiscate someone's property.

"With just a few words, you, Zhao the Hero, have declared Li Xunhuan the Plum Blossom Bandit." Murong Fu said, still looking at Zhao Zhengyi.

Zhao Zhengyi's face turned pale and then flushed.

Being humiliated was one thing, but when he looked around, he realized that the martial arts heroes around him were beginning to doubt his arbitrary judgment.

His method relied on the combined credibility and prestige of several people to crush Li Xunhuan and create an ironclad case.

But now that Murong Fu, this fearless troublemaker, has stirred things up, he's almost ruined the whole thing!

Zhao Zhengyi has a good reputation, and so does Li Xunhuan, and what Murong Fu said does make sense.

The plan itself was flawed, and its success depended entirely on the fact that the plan was executed by someone who was not prepared.

Everything was going smoothly until Murong Fu suddenly interfered.

The most disappointed person present was Long Xiaoyun, but he didn't know that Murong Fu had already dug up all his wives. If he had known, he wouldn't have been in the mood to be disappointed.

He watched as the promising situation, where everyone was united in their goal to eliminate Li Xunhuan, turned into a series of doubts and arguments after Murong Fu's few words.

He was very upset.

Just then, someone outside the hall suddenly said, "Miss Lin, where have you come from? And who is this person next to you?"

Lin Xian'er, her clothes disheveled and her hair in disarray, hurriedly walked in from outside.

The number one simp, You Longsheng, immediately ran to Lin Xian'er's side, took off his cloak, and draped it over her shoulders, shouting something as he did so.

"Don't look! Don't look!"

Lin Xian'er was accompanied by a young man. In such cold weather, he was only wearing a very thin shirt, but his back was still straight, as if nothing in the world could make him bend over!

He was carrying a dead body on his back.

Ah Fei! The person next to Lin Xian'er was naturally Ah Fei, who couldn't get in.

Li Xunhuan felt a surge of excitement, unsure whether it was surprise or joy.

But he immediately turned his head away, because he didn't want Ah Fei to see him like this.

But Ah Fei spotted Li Xunhuan at a glance, and was horrified to see him writhing on the ground like a maggot.

Murong Fu glanced at the milky-white A-Fei, stroking his chin as he thought:

I wonder if he likes Moutai?

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