Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"The poor monk has traveled all over the rivers and lakes for decades, and he thought that he was at the top of both martial arts and resourcefulness, but he never expected that he would be completely defeated by the young master today. The Murong family really deserved their reputation!" After leaving the stone room, Yuan Zhen sighed with emotion.

Murong Fu just smiled, did not explain, but sighed secretly in his heart, "Leaving aside martial arts, your resourcefulness is indeed top-notch. Even if I have known you 500 years ago and 500 years later, my lord, I almost fell on you. hands."

Yuan Zhen asked a few more tentative questions, but Murong Fu didn't answer, Deng felt bored, so he didn't say a word.

After walking for a certain distance, Murong Fu suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhen asked.

Murong Fu smiled, and suddenly shot backwards, Yuan Zhen was startled at first, but seeing that Murong Fu didn't intend to do anything to him, he felt relieved.

I saw Murong Fu's body spinning, shuttling back and forth in a small section of four or five zhang long secret passage, countless palm shadows flying up and down around his body.

After about a stick of incense, Murong Fu suddenly appeared next to Yuan Zhen.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Yuan Zhen asked suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

Murong Fu didn't answer, at this moment, "bang bang bang, bang bang bang" came from the secret passageway behind the two of them.

Yuan Zhen hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see stones falling from both sides and the top of the secret passage.

In such a situation, Yuan Zhen couldn't understand it, and couldn't help but stared at Murong Fu dumbfounded, "This is the secret way of the Demon Cult, the benefactor just... just destroyed it like this!"

Murong Fu nodded, "Don't worry, it's only broken for a short period of time, that's all for a while, after the battle of Guangmingding, what do you like to do, even if you want to stay here for a long time, I don't care about you!" He made no secret of his true distrust of Madoka.

Yuan Zhen was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "The benefactor is superfluous. Since the poor monk agreed to the benefactor, he also swore a poisonous oath, and he will definitely not go back on his word."

Murong Fu was noncommittal, turned around and took the lead to walk out.

Yuan sincerely hated Murong Fu, but he couldn't do anything about it, especially since he vaguely realized that Murong Fu was a person who didn't believe in vows at all, and he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, otherwise Murong Fu's killing intent would be aroused. Not good.

In fact, he was overthinking this. Although Murong Fu really didn't care about the poisonous oath, as long as his interests were not damaged, what he said still counted.

Not long after, the two left the secret path, Murong Fu's body flickered and disappeared on the spot.

Yuan Zhen was slightly stunned, and suddenly an ethereal voice came from afar, "Cheng Kun, today is your luck, if the next time you commit a crime in my hands, I will make it impossible for you to live or die!"

The surroundings were quiet, Yuan Zhen's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the direction Murong Fu left with resentment, but he didn't say a word, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Murong Fu went down the mountain, using lightness kung fu all the way, like strolling in a courtyard, but the speed is extremely fast.

As for the matter of Yuan Zhen, he has long since ignored it. Although Yuan Zhen is as cunning as a fox and as sinister as a snake, he has secretly decided that the next time he meets Yuan Zhen, he will kill him without saying a word, and let him He can't use any conspiracy and tricks.

Walking near the camp of the six major sects, Murong Fu suddenly let out a soft "Hey", "Someone is hiding here in the middle of the night, could it be that the Ming sect also sent spies?"

Murong Fu turned around and walked towards a small hillside on the left side of the valley.

When he got closer, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, only to see two people standing on the shady side of the hillside.

One of them has a jade-like face and is extremely handsome, it is Song Qingshu.

And the other person's skin is whiter than snow, and she is so beautiful and vulgar, but it is Zhou Zhiruo.

I only heard Song Qingshu say: "Sister Zhiruo, I...I..."

Zhou Zhiruo interrupted: "Senior Brother Song, please call me 'Sister Zhou'!"

"Zhi... Junior Sister Zhou, if you have any troubles, you might as well tell me!" Song Qingshu seemed to muster up a lot of courage to say such a sentence, but seeing Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, he hastily added road:

"Junior Sister Zhou...don't...don't get me wrong, I...I treat you like a younger sister!"

"Then I would like to thank Senior Brother Song, but Zhiruo is not blessed to be Senior Brother Song's younger sister!" Zhou Zhiruo's voice was soft and weak, but there was an indifference in her tone that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"It's right, it's right, I..."

Song Qingshu wanted to say something, but Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly interrupted him, "Men and women are different, if you have nothing to do, Senior Brother Song, please go back first, if someone sees it, there may be some misunderstanding."

"But right now, in the heart of the Devil's Cult, Junior Sister is staying alone outside the camp. I...I really don't feel at ease. Why don't I stand over there so that I can see you without disturbing you, let alone affecting you? Your reputation!" Song Qingshu thought for a while, but came up with such a method.

"This..." Zhou Zhiruo was speechless at the moment, and said helplessly, "Brother Song, please do what you want!" She was thinking in her heart, "It's so late, he may have returned to the camp, I'd better go back first !"

Song Qing's face was slightly happy, and at this moment, a soft laugh came, "It's more serious, Zhiruo doesn't care about her body so much, as a brother, I will feel sorry for you!"

"Who!" Both of them were startled at the same time, they turned their heads to look behind them, and saw Murong Fu standing on the hillside with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

Zhou Zhiruo looked slightly happy, but just as she was about to go forward, she suddenly remembered something, her face paled immediately, and she blurted out, "Brother Murong, Senior Brother Song and I are... aren't..."

She wanted to explain that she only met Song Qingshu here by chance. After all, women in ancient times valued chastity and reputation very much. Being alone with a man in the middle of the night would have a great impact on reputation, but once she said that, she didn't know how to explain it. I had to look down at my toes, looking like a little girl who made a mistake.

Murong Fu didn't care about this question at all, when he heard Zhou Zhiruo's address, his heart skipped a beat, his bones were almost shattered, "What did you call me just now?"

"Murong...Brother Murong." Zhou Zhiruo replied casually, but just as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that, in a moment of desperation, she actually called out this name that she had silently called countless times, and she couldn't help but blushed.

"Haha, okay, okay, I thought Zhiruo had already forgotten me!" Murong Fu jumped up and came to Zhou Zhiruo, laughing loudly.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

Zhou Zhiruo didn't answer, her cheeks were flushed, she was charming, and under the moonlight, her whole body exuded a faint silver glow, as if a fairy descended to earth, she was a rare and beautiful woman in the world.

Song Qingshu was so obsessed with watching it, he couldn't help calling out, "Zhiruo..."

Both Murong Fu and Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, Murong Fu was not a magnanimous person, although Song Qingshu was not even considered a rival in love in his eyes, but pestering Zhiruo in front of him naturally made him very unhappy.

Zhou Zhiruo looked back at Song Qingshu, "Senior Brother Song, if you have nothing to do, please come back!"

Song Qingshu's face froze slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "You...you and him...in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows may not be good for your reputation!"

"Don't worry about Senior Brother Song, Murong...brother and I... have a marriage contract!" Zhou Zhiruo's voice became cold in vain, and he said something that left the two men stunned.

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Zhou Zhiruo, a weak and easily shy woman, could say such words. It seems that the relationship between the two must be extraordinary, and she felt as if she had been hit by a golden hammer. Colic, sour again.

But Murong Fu was extremely surprised. Although he forcibly took away Zhou Zhiruo's first kiss back then and got along with him for more than a month, he didn't think that Zhou Zhiruo's affection for him would be deep-rooted just because of this. After Zhou Zhiruo became sensible, it would be a good thing not to hate him. He didn't expect that Zhou Zhiruo would directly say that he was engaged to him, which really puzzled him.

"In that case, Song will leave!" Song Qingshu reluctantly said goodbye, turned around and left in a daze.

Murong Fu shook his head slightly and sighed, "This kid, when we first met tonight, was still full of fighting spirit and extraordinary bearing, but now because of Zhiruo's words, I'm afraid he will be depressed for a long time."

But a love scene is like a battlefield, and he doesn't have any soft-hearted thoughts.

"Brother Murong, I'm sorry, Zhiruo just said that because she didn't want to be entangled with him any longer." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Murongfu anxiously, and said apologetically.

Murong Fu frowned, "Oh? You just said it to get rid of him?"

Zhou Zhiruo froze for a moment, but remained silent.

Murong Fu sighed distressedly, "Oh, what you said will have a great impact on my brother and my reputation. From now on, those pretty little girls will never dare to look at me again!"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Zhou Zhiruo wanted to say something apologetic, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she burst out laughing and asked, "Why?"

"When people heard that this handsome young master with high martial arts skills is actually the fiancé of Fairy Zhou of the Emei Sect, they all felt ashamed and dared to take a second look!" Murong Fu replied solemnly.

Zhou Zhiruo heard him turn a corner and praise her beauty, her heart was both ashamed and sweet, but she hummed lightly, "Do you like little girls to look at you?"

"That's not true." Murong Fu smiled sheepishly, then said after a pause, "I like Zhiruo looking at me!".m.

"Nonsense!" Zhou Zhiruo scowled coquettishly, turned around, and stopped looking at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu saw her light frown and slight anger, charming and charming, with a faint fragrance lingering in his nose, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Zhiruo shrank back like an electric shock, retreated about ten feet like lightning, looked at Murong Fu with a flushed face, "I'm ignoring you!"

Immediately stomping his little feet, he fled toward the camp without looking back, his body was light and erratic, extremely graceful, he was already tens of feet away in the blink of an eye, his lightness skill was as high as Yuan Zhen's.

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