Murong Fu Dongfangqing

The disciple responded and hurried out again.

After a while, a group of people came in from the tent, two men and five women, the two men were naturally Murong Fu and Feng Bao'e, the five women were Lian Xing and the fourth woman and the woman who went to meet Murong Fu earlier, Hong Lingbo.

At this moment, Hong Lingbo was dressed in an apricot light shirt, standing delicately behind Murong Fu, with a bit of joy on his face, not because he was so happy to see Murong Fu, but because the Murong family sent so many masters, especially Murong Fu. Fu went out in person, Deng felt that his confidence was a little bit stronger, and he no longer had to squat in the corner as before.

"Junior Murong Fu, I have met the masters and seniors, and I am deeply sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time!" Murong Fu slightly bowed his hands, his tone very modest.

When the people from the six sects saw Murong Fu at first sight, they all couldn't help but think "what a graceful and graceful young master", and after hearing his words, they felt like they were bathed in the spring breeze, and the resentment they had waited for for a long time disappeared.

Miejue Shitai's face softened slightly, and he nodded slightly.

Song Yuanqiao stood up and returned a salute, "Hehe, I've heard of Mr. Murong's name for a long time, and I'm so lucky to meet you today!"

Murong Fu even said that he didn't dare, and looked around, all the people here were decent and famous sects in the martial arts world, even if he had never seen them before, the Crystal Palace had already collected the information of these people and registered them in the register, so he only relied on some Appearance features, but it also recognizes most people in sevens and eighties

Especially the famous Miejue Shitai, Murong Fu took a closer look, "That face really looks like a hanged ghost on the stage, extremely weird!" He thought in his heart.

When Murong Fu glanced over the two women behind Master Miejue, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and couldn't look away anymore.

That's all for Yuan Ziyi, the one who made Murong Fu's heart throbbing was the woman in the light green dress, if he was right, this woman was Zhou Zhiruo whom he managed to hook up with by the Hanshui River back then.

But Zhou Zhiruo, who has grown up at this time, has a slender figure, a graceful figure, a beautiful and moving oval face, embodies the bell spirit of the Han River, and the beauty of Emei, looks like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, the whole person goes At that station, it was as clear as narcissus and as beautiful as Zhilan.

Zhou Zhiruo never took her eyes off Murong Fu since he entered the tent, seeing Murong Fu staring at her non-stop, her cheeks flushed immediately, and she hastily lowered her head.

"Hmph!" Yuan Ziyi, who was next to him, was the first to notice the trickiness between the two, and snorted slightly.

After a while, the people in the tent also noticed Murong Fu's strangeness, they followed his gaze, suddenly they were surprised, and many people showed ambiguous smiles. .m.

Of course, these people did not include Song Qingshu of the Wudang School, and Zhou Zhiruo's master Miejue Shitai.

Song Qingshu has been deeply infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo since the first time he met him, and has long regarded him as his taboo. Now seeing Murong Fu staring at Zhou Zhiruo like this, he is naturally itchy with anger. Fortunately, he has been well-bred since childhood. Only then did he resist the urge to scold Murong Fu.

But Miejue Shitai is not so easy to talk to. She has some complaints about Murong's family. She was infected by Murong Fu's temperament before, and unknowingly developed a little liking for her. But at this time, she saw Murong Fu staring at her naked. Dear disciple, that little bit of goodwill dissipated immediately.

Seeing her face was gloomy, she said in a cold voice: "I don't know if the Murong family is here to help the poor nun to suppress the demons, or is there some ulterior motive, such as lust for money?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhou Zhiruo's body trembled slightly, and she instinctively wanted to speak up to defend herself, but Murong Fu rushed ahead of her and said, "Hehe, Master misunderstood, I have known Zhiruo since childhood, and have known each other for many years. When we meet for the first time, we will inevitably get carried away!"

Miejue Shitai frowned slightly, "Stop talking nonsense, Zhiruo has been cultivating in Mount Emei since she was a child, how could she recognize you!"

She intentionally put the word "cultivation" very seriously, although she denied Murong Fu's words, but the implication was to warn Murong Fu that if Zhiruo became a monk, don't have any thoughts.

Murong Fu didn't seem to understand, "This matter is absolutely true, back then the younger generation begged Wudang to send Zhenruo Zhang to send Zhiruo to Mount Emei!"

Miejue Shitai was at a loss for words, she didn't care whether Murong Fu knew Zhiruo before, but was afraid that Murong Fu would kidnap Zhou Zhiruo, but at this time she couldn't say anything to refute.

"Okay, everyone has come here all the way, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers, tomorrow we will attack Guangmingding, we have to come up with a charter as soon as possible!" Master Kongwen stood up and called a Round the field, break the topic.

Miejue Shitai snorted coldly, "Since the Murong family kept us waiting for a long time, there must be some clever plan, why don't you ask Mr. Murong to talk about it!"

"That's true!"

"Master is right!"

For a while, everyone echoed.

"Go, fetch a chair for Mr. Murong!" It was Song Yuanqiao who turned his head and gave Song Qingshu an order.

Song Qingshu's face froze slightly, he had long been extremely jealous of Murong Fu in his heart, and now he heard his father ask him to bring him a chair, how could he bear it, and said with a second thought: "Father, all sects and sects are long-distance I trekked here and didn’t bring much luggage, not to mention no chairs!”

Song Yuanqiao looked slightly embarrassed, and was about to get up to give up his seat to Murong Fu, but Hong Lingbo walked to the corner where she was staying before, and brought a chair over, "Master, please sit down!"

Murong Fu was also not polite, and gave Hong Lingbo an appreciative glance, then sat on the chair, and said slowly: "I'm new here and don't know much, but everyone wants to know my strategy, so I'll throw bricks to attract ideas, if If there is anything wrong, I hope you will forgive me a lot.”

Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "My lord, it's okay to say it!"

"I wonder if you all know something about the vicinity of Guangming Peak and the route up the mountain?" Murong Fu pondered for a while, but then asked suddenly.

"Hmph, if there is a route map for going up the mountain, then we people would have gone up the mountain long ago, so why would we discuss any strategy here!" Master Miejue snorted coldly.

"What the teacher said is right. As the main altar of the Devil's Cult, Guangmingding Peak must have many traps and many ambushes on the way up the mountain. That's why we thought hard and tried to come up with a strategy that can reduce casualties." Kunlun head He Taichong said.

Song Yuanqiao said: "Mr. Murong, we have inquired about the terrain near Guangmingding. There are natural cliffs in the west of Guangmingding, and a desert in the north. Only the south and the east where we are located are slightly flatter."

Murong Fu nodded, then turned to look at Hong Lingbo, "Lingbo, tell me!"

"Yes!" Hong Lingbo responded, and stepped forward with a slightly red face, "According to the news from my Murong family, there is actually only one way to go to the Bright Summit, and it is impossible to avoid the Mingjiao's organs and sentries. Yes, so you don't plan to divide your troops at all, and the way up the mountain is..."

When did Hong Lingbo ever have such a chance to show off in front of the big sect leaders? He was a little nervous at first, and his tone was a little hasty, but he gradually calmed down as he spoke, and he actually detailed the route and gates to go up to the Bright Summit. , dangerous pass, and who might be defending each pass, all of which were explained in detail.

Of course, this information was naturally given to her by Murong Fu on the way here.

It turned out that when Murong Fu stole the Guangming Summit ten years ago, he searched all over the mountains and plains for the secret way of the Ming sect, but he didn't realize it. He didn't find the secret way, but he found the main way clearly. Although it was an arrangement ten years ago, it was expected For the most part, nothing goes wrong.

Everyone was surprised and delighted when they heard that the woman explained the route to the Bright Summit so clearly, like a living map.

After Hong Lingbo finished speaking, the heads of the sects came back to their senses, and immediately regretted that just now they didn't prepare pens and ink, and drew it into a map, and couldn't help looking at Hong Lingbo with burning eyes.

Song Qingshu suddenly took a step forward, and bowed to Hong Lingbo, "I don't know where the girl got this information, and how credible is it?"

Hong Lingbo's expression turned cold immediately, "My Murong family has its own news channel, which is very credible, so I'm sorry I can't tell you too much!"

Song Qingshu was not angry, and looked like a modest gentleman, "I hope the girl will forgive her sins. I didn't intend to question the girl, but this time the elites of the Central Plains Wulin Zhengdao sects gathered, and there is really no room for mistakes. If there is any problem with the route , we may be wiped out by the Demon Sect!"

The few words he said earlier were nothing, but when he uttered the last sentence, everyone was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat, "Yes, even if the Murong family said the hype, there is no basis for it, and it's so easy It's really weird to say such a secret route in detail, if the route is wrong, or if the Murong family simply conspires with the Demon Cult to lead everyone into a desperate place, wouldn't the whole army be wiped out?"

After being reminded by Song Qingshu, for a while, everyone's thoughts were in a rush, and the eyes they looked at Murong Fu and his party gradually changed.

Among them, Song Yuanqiao, Zhou Zhiruo, Yuan Ziyi and a few others remained unchanged.

"Hmph, you guys are really kind enough to be donkeys. My son kindly told you such precious news and maps. It's okay if you don't thank us. Instead, you suspect us. If you have the ability, go up the mountain by yourself. Let's see who regrets it in the end. !" But Ting Feng couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly jumped forward, shouting with his hands on his hips.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, with an imperceptible look of shame flashing across their faces.

"Tingfeng, don't be rude!" Murong Fu called back Tingfeng, looked at Miejue Shitai, and smiled faintly, "The Murong family was originally invited by the teacher, but the Murong family has meager manpower, and they can't do anything about fighting. What strength."

"Fortunately, the Murong family is quite well informed about the news, so I spent a lot of money to buy these news maps. I hope I can contribute to this grand event, but since you have concerns, I have nothing to say. Even if we attack according to the original plan, the Murong family will not lag behind you."

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