Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Naturally, Hong Lingbo didn't dare to go against Murong Fu's intentions, and immediately put forward his farewell words wisely, but he seemed to think of something when he left, he hesitated for a while, then turned around and said, "Master, during the time you left, the disciple still received I heard a piece of news related to Wu Yingxiong, but...it's just that this news is really weird, and I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Oh? But did you find Wu Yingxiong's whereabouts?" Murong Fu was overjoyed when he heard that, "What news? Tell me quickly."

"This..." Hong Lingbo gave a wry smile, and hastily confessed, "Master, please forgive me. There is no news about Wu Yingxiong yet."

Murong Fu's expression turned a little ugly, but seeing Hong Lingbo's face full of anxiety and uneasiness, and a look of trepidation, his heart softened and he didn't continue to attack, he just said calmly, "Then the news you said is what?"

Hong Lingbo hurriedly said, "About five or six days ago, a message came from the Crystal Palace base, saying that the disciple sent to Jining Mansion to investigate Wu Yingxiong's whereabouts had an accident and died outside Jining City."

Murong Fu couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, it wasn't that he was dissatisfied because the disciples of the Crystal Palace were killed, but that this kind of news was so common, no matter the Crystal Palace or the Blood Shadow Palace, death and injury would always be inevitable when going out to perform missions, as long as it wasn't that kind In the case of excessive casualties that caused a sub-helm or the main rudder to be injured, the people below basically would not bother him with this kind of thing. Hong Lingbo is not a newcomer, so he should not make such a mistake...

Thinking so in my heart, I asked, "How many died?"

Hong Lingbo glanced at him cautiously, and replied, "Two."

"Huh?" Murong Fu's expression darkened suddenly when he heard the words, "Don't you think that my temper has changed recently and you deliberately play tricks on me?"

"I dare not," Hong Lingbo shuddered cautiously, knelt on the ground with a thud, and explained in a hurried tone, "Master Zu Rong said that it was not the disciple's intention to play with each other. It's too strange, so the disciple hesitated, wondering whether he should tell the master or not."

Murong Fu complexion

Slightly slowed down, but still snorted and said, "I've said everything, what should I do? Let's talk, what's going on?"

"Yes." Hong Lingbo then continued, "According to the report from the subordinates, the corpses of those two disciples had turned into two mummified corpses when they were discovered. With the unique tattoo marks on the disciples of the Crystal Palace, I am afraid it is still impossible to confirm their identities."

Murong Fu was finally a little moved after hearing this, "You mean, those two disciples died after being sucked out of their energy?"

"Exactly." Hong Lingbo nodded, hesitated for a while, and then said, "But as far as I know, there are very few martial arts in the world that can absorb human energy, and there is only... only the Beiming Divine Art practiced by the master and the ancestors. , as well as the great method of absorbing stars that the past leader of the Sun Moon God Sect and now the director of the Beitian Sword Sect can do this."

Speaking of this, she immediately shut up and said nothing, the meaning was obvious, Li Mochou and Murong Fu could be ruled out directly, then the rest was left to me.

Murong Fu's gaze fluctuated slightly, and he asked blankly, "You suspect that I'll do it?"

"The disciple just reported the truth, and didn't suspect anyone." Although Hong Lingbo was a little bit awed, he replied without changing his face, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Speaking of this, I have to mention that Murong's family is not harmonious. In particular, there is an obvious "Chu River-Han Realm" between the forces that Murong Fu started to cultivate ten years ago and the forces that have only been regained in recent years. Considering Murong Fu's direct lineage, and seeing the latter as a sideline of a miscellaneous brand, it is somewhat contemptuous. In addition, there are also relationships between supply and being supplied, monitoring and being monitored among several forces, which are naturally full of contradictions.

Murong Fu knew this well a long time ago, but turned a blind eye to it. Firstly, it was because of the so-called way of controlling subordinates. He believed that any superior would not want his subordinates to be friendly, and secondly, it was out of selfishness. , he really trusts the power he cultivated with his own hands.

of course,

This is also the reason why the conflicts between the parties are still shallow, and the conflict has not really broken out to affect the overall situation. Otherwise, he would not be able to sit idly by so calmly.

Closer to home, based on Hong Lingbo's one-sided words, it is naturally impossible for Murong Fu to really doubt Ren Woxing. After all, in addition to the star-absorbing Dafa, there are no shortage of other martial arts or methods to drain people's essence, such as chivalry The martial art of the Shimao Yasu family is Tianluohuaxuegong. The most strange thing about this martial art is that it can absorb the energy and blood essence of the enemy to strengthen oneself in battle. In addition, it is said that the blood knife Dafa of the Xuedaomen also has the power of cultivation to the depth. Such effects.

It's just that the suspicion of Ren Woxing is bigger in comparison, because there are no people left in the Kang family of Xia Ke Island, and the Murong family completely controls Xia Ke Island, it is almost impossible for the Kang family to think of making trouble in the Central Plains Regarding the matter, as for the Blood Knife Sect... the whole faction was planted with life and death talismans by the Vulture Palace, so they didn't have the guts to betray the Murong family.

After thinking for a moment, Murong Fu continued to ask, "When were these two corpses discovered? And when did they die? Besides the drained essence, are there any other wounds?"

"Going back to the master, the body was discovered five or six days ago. The exact time of death cannot be verified. We can only judge from the time when the two disciples disappeared that they died half a month ago. There were no obvious wounds on their bodies."

"Where is the body now?"

"It's still parked in a Crystal Palace stronghold closest to Jining City. Dare to ask whether the ancestors have sent a letter to them to transport the corpse?"

Murong Fu nodded after thinking about it, "Come here and have a look, I'm also curious, who is so bold as to openly provoke the Crystal Palace."

The relationship between Crystal Palace and Murong's family may still be unclear to many people, but as the number one intelligence organization in Jianghu, few people dare to provoke them easily. This time, they not only killed the people in Crystal Palace, but also abandoned their corpses in the wilderness instead of destroying them. , it can be seen that the person who started the attack was either Xiaobai who just came out of the rivers and lakes, or he was arrogant, and he didn't take the Crystal Palace seriously.

Hong Lingbo took orders to go, and Mu

Rong Fu sat in the courtyard, his eyes were flickering coldly, after a while he became silent again, returning to calm and breezy.

At this time, a clear and agile voice like a lark came from behind, "Brother Murong, you are back!"

Murong Fu didn't look back, and made a backhand move, a force swept over, brought a slender and exquisite figure over, then hugged him into his arms, hugged him fiercely, and said with a light smile, "Ping'er is cleared." Quite a lot, did you not listen to Big Brother Murong's words to eat and sleep properly?"

The person who came was naturally Mu Jianping. She had no intention of resisting Ailang's domineering and unscrupulous frivolity. She blushed and sat in his arms submissively. I have always listened to Big Brother Murong's words, eat well and sleep well every day, so I haven't lost weight."

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu suddenly changed his face again, and said with a tigerish face, "So Ping'er doesn't miss Brother Murong at all?"

"No, no, I think about it every day..." Mu Jianping waved his hands anxiously, but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the half-smile expression in Murong Fu's eyes, and immediately reacted, and lightly hammered his chest, " You are necrotic, and you always like to be ashamed of people who play tricks."

Murong Fu laughed, leaned over and pecked her small mouth, "If I don't change my moves, Ping'er won't be so easy to say what's on my mind."

Uncharacteristically, Mu Jianping did not avoid shyly, but boldly kissed him back, and said in a low voice, "Brother Murong, thank you."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the news of the victory of the Golden Snake Camp had been sent back to Lanling Mountain, so the news that Mu Jiansheng was still alive must have also reached the ears of the Mu Palace. The credit goes to Airo.

In fact, he really didn't do much about this matter, but he casually mentioned a few words to Yuan Chengzhi when formulating the strategy, asking him to put Mu Jiansheng in a relatively safe position, so that as long as Mu Jiansheng is not If the brain is broken and you seek death yourself, the probability of surviving is still very high.

But this kind of thing

Murong Fu himself would not explain anything, he wished that the person in his arms would be grateful to him, and would make a promise with his body under the excitement...

The two got tired of it for a while, and when Murong Fu was thinking about how to persuade the little girl to come and prostitute herself, an untimely voice sounded outside the courtyard, "Mr. See you last time."

It turned out that Taoist Mu Sang rushed over after learning that Murong Fu had returned.

"This old man has no eyesight. He knows that I am promiscuous, but he still has the cheek to see me." Murong Fu cursed, and patted Mu Jianping, who had already buried his head in his chest in shame, "You go back first." room to go."

Mu Jianping got up obediently, and left lightly.

"Senior, please come in." Murong Fu said helplessly to the outside, he knew Taoist Mu Sang had already arrived, so it was not good to really turn him away.

After a while, Taoist Mu Sang walked in, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, elegant and unrestrained, with a somewhat "high-spirited" attitude. After entering the small courtyard, he first looked around, there were no other people waiting, and then turned to Murong Fu He gave a deep salute, and said seriously, "This battle can be won, the young master has done a great job, and the old Taoist thanked you very much."

Although Yuan Chengzhi didn't describe too many details in the battle report to him, even Murong Fu's name was rarely mentioned, but he knew that Murong Fu must have made great efforts that night.

"The Taoist priest has a bit of a conscience, unlike some elm heads who are not sensible at all." Murong Fu rolled his eyes and said, then changed the topic, "But it's too early to say thank you, don't forget What you promised me, if you can't do it, I won't show any affection when I start my hands."

Taoist Mu Sang smiled wryly, but immediately expressed his opinion, "Young master, don't worry, the old Taoist has always kept his promise, and he will never go back on his promise to you. As long as the time comes, he will definitely complete this matter for you."

Murong Fu glanced at him with a half-smile, "The Daoist came to me in a hurry before the army returned home triumphantly, isn't it just to thank you?"

(End of this chapter)