Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"My lord, I don't know who is better at secluded swordsmanship or Dugu Nine Swordsmanship?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Murong Fu turned to look at Lin Pingzhi, and said with a half-smile: "Why, you haven't given up the secluded evil swordsmanship yet?"

Lin Pingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "No... no, Pingzhi is just curious!"

"Speaking of which, there are some similarities between the secluded evil sword technique and the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship, both of which can make people with low inner strength greatly improve their martial arts in a short period of time, but if you compare the power of the two, they are not the same , the Dugu Nine Swords have defeated the secluded evil swordsmanship!"

Lin Pingzhi heard that the secluded evil swordsmanship was far inferior to the Dugu Nine Swords, and he felt a little disbelief in his heart. The Lin family has relied on the No. 72 secluded evil swordsmanship to shake the world for many years. How can it be as unbearable as Murong Fu said, but It's hard to refute, just nodded slightly and said: "Thank you, young master, for clarifying the confusion!"

Murong Fu also probably saw Lin Pingzhi's thoughts, but he didn't bother to explain this kind of thing, instead he said: "It's nothing, thank you two for your hospitality today, let's leave it alone!"

"Ah! You are leaving?" Yue Lingshan was taken aback immediately, with a bit of reluctance and loss in her tone.

Ting Feng rolled his eyes, "If you don't leave, why don't you stay at your house?"

"Sure, it's getting late now, you can stay in Huashan for one night before leaving!" Yue Lingshan didn't know what was in her mind, but she opened her mouth and agreed.

Ting Feng covered his mouth and smiled, "It's my young master who decides whether he can live or not, you can tell him!"

Yue Lingshan blushed slightly, and looked at Murong Fu with some expectation, "What do you think, Mr. Murong?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "Actually, we rushed to Guangmingding at the invitation of Emei. It was already a few days late, and we have been procrastinating on the road for the past few days. We really can't delay any longer!"

"That's it..." Yue Lingshan murmured, "Then I wish you all the best!"

"Miss Chengyue said auspiciously, there will be a date later!"

"There will be a period later!"

Murong Fu took a deep look at Lin Pingzhi, then turned and left with Tingfeng's second daughter.

Seeing Murong Fu's figure drifting away, Yue Lingshan froze in place for a while, with an inexplicable expression on her face.

Seeing Yue Lingshan's appearance next to him, Lin Pingzhi felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, and said slightly: "Senior sister, it's better to understand the swordsmanship experience that Uncle Feng passed on to us as soon as possible, otherwise it will be easy to forget after a long time! "

Yue Lingshan said "ah" and came back to her senses, "Xiao Linzi, what did you just say?"

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After Murong Fu and his entourage went down the mountain, they went straight to the west, accompanied by Tingfeng and his two daughters along the way, they were not lonely at all, and even though Tingfeng was a weird elf and Chuuxue was silent, she took care of Murongfu's basic necessities of life Well-organized, even sleeping in the wilderness is a very comfortable and comfortable thing.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and the three of them hurried and hurried, and finally arrived near Zhuwu Lianhuan Village in Kunlun Mountain.

"I don't know what happened to that kid Zhang Wuji?" At this time, the three of them were standing on a hillside, looking at the vast snowy ridge, Murong Fu murmured, thinking back to the time when he released the Nine Suns Divine Art back to the valley, he didn't know that the boy was still alive. Will it be as lucky as before, and find the magic skill?

"My lord, who is Zhang Wuji?" Ting Feng asked.

Murong Fu smiled mysteriously, "You will know soon!"

"What's the matter, the young master keeps talking in half!" Ting Feng complained softly.

"Let's speed up the tutorial, we won't be able to watch it if we go late!" Murong Fu immediately walked forward.

Ting Feng hurriedly chased after him, hesitated for a moment, and asked out loud: "My lord, I have a question for you!"

Murong Fu glanced at her quite unexpectedly, one must know that Ting Feng is rarely so reserved, and with a thought, he guessed a bit, "You want to ask me why I value this trip to encircle and suppress Mingjiao so much?" ?”

Ting Feng nodded, "That's right, we don't have any friendship with the Emei Sect, so we just sent some outer sect disciples to deal with it, why did you send Fourth Master Feng there, and even...even the young master came here in person?"

"As a disciple of the Crystal Palace, just follow orders and do things without asking why, this is the first palace rule!" But Chuuxue suddenly said lightly.

Ting Feng's heart tightened, and he took a careful look at Murong Fu, but seeing that he didn't look angry, he was slightly relieved, but he still pouted, "My lord, just don't ask Ting Feng!"

Murong Fu looked at Tingfeng, then at Chuuxue, and then chuckled after a while, "It's okay, you are the young master's personal maids, you can have privileges!"

Hearing the news, he was overjoyed, and couldn't help but put his arms around Murong Fu's arm, "Then tell me quickly, why did we come all the way to this Western Region?"

The soft touch on the arm made Murong Fu's mind tremble slightly, "I never thought this little girl would grow up so big!"

"Master..." Ting Feng shook Murong Fu's arm, and shouted a few times in a delicate voice.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you!" Murong Fu rubbed his arms back and forth on her chest calmly, with an expression on his face that he couldn't stand you, "Although this Mingjiao is torn apart, there are many rebels underneath. , the foundation has not been shaken, this is a ready-made army, can you not be tempted?"

Tingfeng frowned slightly, "But those people are fanatical believers who believe in the Ming religion, so it's hard to recruit them?"

When this question was brought up, Murong Fu rubbed his brows with a headache. He had been thinking about this question during his journey for more than ten days, but he still hadn't come up with a plan that could not only preserve the strength of the Mingjiao, but also take it under his command. good way.

Of course, the most perfect solution is to let Murong Fu come to be the leader of the Mingjiao. He also thought about using the great shift of the universe to save the Mingjiao from danger, just like Zhang Wuji did, and finally take advantage of the situation to become the leader of the Mingjiao.

But after thinking about it for a while, I found that this path is totally unreasonable. The fundamental reason why Zhang Wuji was able to become the leader after practicing the Great Teleportation of the Universe was that he was the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King and the adopted son of the Golden-haired Lion King. It has nothing to do with it, and it is impossible for Yang Xiao and others to support him by relying on the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

"Well, I can only take a step forward. At worst, I will recruit those people to Murong's house when the Mingjiao's high-level people are almost wiped out and completely dispersed." Murong Fu sighed slightly, and made the worst move. plan.

Ting Feng nodded, no longer speaking, suddenly found that there was something strange on his chest, he was stunned for a moment, then his pretty face turned red, and he wanted to let go of his hands.

But Murong Fu squeezed his arms slightly, and wrapped Tingfeng's hands instead, not letting her leave.

"My lord..." Ting Feng called out.

Murong Fu acted as if he had never heard of it, and his movements became bigger and bigger. .m.

Tingfeng had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted.

After walking for less than half a mile, Fuxue who was walking in front suddenly asked, "My lord, there are fighting sounds ahead, should we take a detour or go over to have a look?"

But seeing that Murong Fu didn't respond for a long time, Chuuxue couldn't help but turn her head to look, but she turned her head quickly. It turned out that at some time, Murong Fu had already put her hand into Ting Feng's lapel, and Ting Feng was half naked, leaning back In Murong Fu's arms.

Chuuxue's heart burst into flames for no reason, she simply turned around, glared at the two of them, and shouted loudly: "Young master, young master!"

"Ah?" Murong Fu responded, his face not flushed, his heart not beating, he slowly withdrew his hand, pulled up his Tingfeng shirt, then looked at Chuixue and coughed dryly, "What did you just say?"

"There is a fight ahead, whether to detour or not, but please decide!" The two small blush on Fuxue's cheeks have not faded, but the voice is somewhat cold.

"Someone fighting?" Murong Fu raised his brows lightly, then listened attentively, sure enough, there were people fighting not far away, and there seemed to be a lot of people.

Murong Fu pondered for a while, "Let's go and have a look!"

Not long after, the three of them walked to a dense forest, and there were constant "bang bang bang bang" sounds in the forest, obviously someone was fighting fiercely.

The three of them hid on a big tree and looked at the clearing in the forest, but they were slightly taken aback.

"Young master, Feng Si... um..." Ting Feng looked slightly happy, but in the middle of speaking, Murong Fu stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

"Don't talk, let's take a look first, there is still an ambush in this forest." Murong Fu whispered a few words in Ting Feng's ear.

Ting Feng nodded slightly, and Murong Fu let go of her.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

The three of them turned their heads and saw two men fighting in the forest, one of them was thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he was the fourth of the four great ministers of the Murong family, the situation was vicious.

The other person is a middle-aged man, dressed in a brown shirt and brocade robe, with a handsome face and a short beard under his chin, which is quite mature.

Behind Feng Bo'e, there are two women in blue shirts standing. They are exactly the same in clothes and appearance. They are Lian Xing and Yao Yue. middle man.

The man in the brown shirt is using a powerful palm technique, with very fine internal energy, since Murong Fu came, he has been attacking Feng Bo'e, he has already struck out ten palms in a few breaths.

But Feng Bo E did not fight recklessly, his thin figure was like a monkey, jumping up and down, the man in brown shirt couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

The man seemed to be irritated by him, and he yelled, "Didn't the Murong family claim to use the way of the other and return it to the other? Why do you only scurry around? Could it be that even the master's move is not enough?" No more?"

"Hahaha, Feng Lao Si has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never been afraid of anyone. The reason why he doesn't hold hands with you is because he is afraid of hurting you!" long.

But Yaoyue cast a cold glance at the brown-clothed man, and said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Fourth Master Feng, the Murong family's reputation cannot be insulted, if you don't want to contribute, then let your slaves do it!"

"Haha, girl Yue, don't worry, Fourth Feng's hands have been itchy for a long time. Today, I finally met someone with decent martial arts, so I don't want to play for a while!" Feng Boxi replied indifferently.

The man in the brown shirt was so angry that his face turned purple, and his palms became more and more fierce.

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