Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Everyone fell silent for a moment, obviously they still had some concerns. After all, once people have suspicions, they can't be dispelled with just a few words.

The reason why Murong Fu asked Hong Lingbo to tell the route to the Guangming Summit was just a temporary idea, to establish a prestige in the martial arts, but since others don't believe it, he will not force it. It means to do whatever you want.

"I don't think it's better than this. Let's draw the map of Mr. Murong, and then send a small number of disciples to check it out first. If the map matches, it won't be too late for the big troops to go up the mountain?" A middle-aged scribe behind Yue Buqun suddenly stepped up. Before that, a compromise method is proposed.

Murong Fu glanced at the middle-aged scribe, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback, he couldn't remember who this person was?

"Elder Huashan Xian has always been known for his resourcefulness, I think this plan is feasible!" He Taichong was the first to agree.

Among the others, except Master Kongwen, they all nodded slightly in agreement. Master Kongwen frowned slightly, and glanced at the door from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Elder Xian?" Murong Fu murmured, and it took him a long time to realize that this person was Xian Yutong. No wonder he couldn't remember it. Now Xian Yutong is no longer the head of Huashan, but a member of Huashan Yinzong. elders.

"What's different about Master Kongwen?" Song Yuanqiao found out that Kongwen didn't agree, so he couldn't help asking.

"Old Monk..." Grandmaster Kongwen just opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped, and after a while, a Shaolin disciple suddenly ran in from outside the door.

"Report to Master Uncle, Master Yuanzhen has arrived!" The disciple bowed in front of Master Kongwen and reported.

A happy look flashed across Master Kongwen's face, "Please!"

Everyone was puzzled, but Master Kongwen was highly respected and would not have any opinion.

Not long after, a middle-aged monk dressed in Shaolin monk robes came in, and first bowed to the masters with clasped hands, "Young monk Yuanzhen, I have met you masters!"

All the sect masters got up and returned the salute, saying they didn't dare, after all, if they heard that they were from the Yuanzi generation, then if they were of the same generation as the master sects, how would they dare to accept the great gift from others.

When Murong Fu heard that the man was Cheng Kun, the big villain, he couldn't help but take a second look, but he saw that he was of medium build, with a slightly round face, a small mustache on his upper lip, no beard on his lower lip, his eyes were clean and restrained, and his inner strength was extraordinary. , and Murong Fu could still feel a faint cold aura emanating from him.

Yuan Zhen seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned to look at Murong Fu, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Murong Fu just smiled and nodded slightly.

Yuanzhen turned his head in doubt, walked up to Master Kongwen, bowed and saluted, "See the three uncles!"

"Okay, don't be too polite, tell us what good news you brought us!" Master Kongwen waved his hand and said straight to the point.

"Yes! After a lot of hard work, my nephew finally obtained the topographic map of the Demon Cult's Bright Summit!" Yuan Zhen took out a slightly worn-out map from his sleeve as he spoke.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone except Murong Fu was shocked and rushed forward, and many people looked at Murong Fu inexplicably, including Song Qingshu.

Hong Lingbo was startled, turned his head to look at Murong Fu, and called out softly, "Master!"

Ting Feng even bent down and leaned closer to Murong Fu's ear, "My lord, why don't we run away!"

Hong Lingbo was fine, he thought that Murong Fu's map came from the Crystal Palace, it was just a little strange that other people would have it, but Tingfeng was very clear that this road map did not come from the Crystal Palace at all, and he had never even heard his son mention it before. Eighty-nine was fabricated by him on the spur of the moment, so it is better to leave here before everyone finds out.

Murong Fu shook his head amusedly, "No problem!"

"Huh, it's almost the same route as the girl said earlier!" But He Taichong said in surprise.

The other leaders looked at it carefully, and thought about the route Murong Fu said, it was exactly the same, even what Hong Lingbo said was more detailed, but the defenders at each gate marked on the map were slightly different, of course, This is also normal, don't the guards and patrolling disciples of different sects change from time to time.

Since the two different people got the same map, especially one from Shaolin, it is obvious that the map is genuine.

Master Kongwen and Miejue Shitai both took a deep look at Murong Fu, Juejue Shitai said coldly: "It was wrong to be a poor nun earlier, I blamed you!"

The others also gave Murong Fu a slightly apologetic look, but the words of apology could not be uttered. .m.

Murong Fu also looked at Miejue Shitai quite unexpectedly. He didn't expect that although the old nun had a weird temper, he was honest and upright, and said with a smile: "Master Tai is too serious. Since the map is fine, why don't we discuss the attack as soon as possible?" way!"

"Okay, I've heard that Huashan Xian Yutong is a well-known think tank, why not invite him as a military adviser?" Miejue Shitai changed the subject, but directly named Xian Yutong as a military adviser.

"I have no objection!" Master Kongwen nodded.

The other heads couldn't say anything against it either.

Xian Yutong pretended to decline a few words, but readily agreed, stepped forward and pointed on the map, beside Yue Buqun's expression was normal, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

After less than half an hour, everyone finally finalized the encirclement and suppression plan, among which, of course, Xian Yutong had the most opinions, and Yuanzhen added a few words from time to time, with an appearance of knowing Guangmingding very well, which provoked a lot of thoughts in everyone's mind He muttered, "I've never heard of such a number one figure in Shaolin, but how could he be so familiar with the Devil's Cult?"

As for Murong Fu, he watched with cold eyes from the beginning to the end, without saying a word, and in the end he was arranged to attack together with the Wudang faction.

"Since that's the case, I'm leaving, little monk!" The attack plan was finalized, but Yuan Zhen put away the map and said goodbye.

"Master, go slowly!" Regarding Yuan Zhen's behavior of putting away the map, everyone did not suspect him. After all, after such a long time, the map has already been memorized by heart, so they don't care whether there are blueprints or not.

Song Yuanqiao took a deep look at Yuanzhen's back, and frowned slightly. He always felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to temporarily suppress his doubts.

After Yuanzhen left, Miejue Shitai showed a rare smile, "Everyone, now that everything is planned, I invite you all to go back and rest early, recharge your energy, and enter the Bright Summit tomorrow morning!"

The others said their goodbyes one after another. Unlike before, everyone's faces were relaxed at this time. After all, Guangmingding has been the main altar of the Demon Cult for many years, so it was just encircled and suppressed. Now that there is a map, it is different , at least [-]% of casualties can be reduced!

"Let's go too!" Murong Fu greeted Hong Lingbo and the others, and walked out first.

But not far from the tent, Song Yuanqiao's voice came, "Mr. Murong!"

Murong Fu stopped, and looked at Song Yuanqiao suspiciously, "I don't know what advice Senior Song has?"

"Haha, the young master is someone who once sat down with his family teacher to discuss the Tao. Song really dare not be called a senior. If the young master doesn't dislike it, how about we talk about friendship?" Song Yuanqiao spoke with a bit of humility and a bit of boldness.

Murong Fu raised his brows slightly, and looked at him quite unexpectedly, seeing his gentle and elegant demeanor, he thought he was a gentleman who was gentle and refined, but unexpectedly, he also had a bold side, and immediately smiled: "In that case, I will boldly call you Big Brother Song!"

"Okay, then Song will call you Brother Murong!" Song Yuanqiao had a slight smile on his rather serious face. In fact, with his steady and down-to-earth personality, he definitely would not easily call you a brother and brother with a young boy who doesn't know what is right or wrong, but When his master Zhang Sanfeng mentioned Murong Fu, apart from admiring him, he called him "Murong's little brother" one by one, which meant that he was a friend of the same generation.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

Of course, he wouldn't say that, otherwise, wouldn't he still call Murong Fu a senior?In addition, Guangmingding had to cooperate fully with the Murong family in the first battle, so it is naturally best to have a good relationship first.

"I don't know if Big Brother Song called me, what's the matter?" Murong Fu asked suspiciously, but secretly anxious in his heart, "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, I have something important to do!"

"It's nothing important. The Murong family came from a long way away. I'm afraid they didn't prepare tents. Wudang happens to have two spares. Why don't we give them to Brother Murong!"

"I thought it was such a big deal!" Murong Fu murmured inwardly, with a grateful expression on his face, "Thank you so much Brother Song, but brother still has some important things to deal with right now, so I'll hand over the tent to you first." This is my grandson, take your leave first!" After Murong Fu finished speaking, he pointed to Hong Lingbo who was at the side, and then he swayed and disappeared into the moonlight.

"Humph, what a shame!" But Song Qingshu couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said softly.

Even though he spoke in a very soft voice, except for Hong Lingbo, whoever was not a person with high internal energy heard it clearly.

Song Yuanqiao frowned, and turned his head to stare at Song Qingshu.

But the four daughters of Lian Xing are not so talkative, Lian Xing said immediately: "My son left in such a hurry, presumably there must be something very important to do, since this young man is so dissatisfied, the tent Not worth mentioning!"

"Hmph, come and leave whenever you want, young master, it's none of your business!" Ting Feng was the most sharp-tongued, and his words were unceremonious.

Yaoyue didn't say a word, but her sleeves fluttered slightly, and the sharp cold light in her eyes seemed to be real, staring at Song Qingshu closely, as if she might make a move at any time.

As for Chuuxue, he just stood behind the crowd, holding a long sword, and only waited for Feng's order to strike.

Hong Lingbo was a little baffled at first, but she, who was quick-witted and good at observing words and expressions, quickly guessed the matter to a close, and also looked at Song Qingshu with a bad look.

Song Qingshu's face turned slightly pale, as if standing opposite were not four delicate and lovely quadruplets, but four savage beasts, his hands and feet felt cold, and he regretted endlessly.

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