Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"Ba Siba, you are deceiving people too much!" Bai Mei shouted angrily, his figure flashed out, his whole body turned into a white horse, and rowed towards Ba Siba.

The awe-inspiring sword light exuded a monstrous sword intent, and those who got closer had a few inexplicable holes in their clothes, and hurriedly backed away in fright.

Ba Siba quickly threw Zhao Min into the middle of the Mongolian army, and he turned into a golden light to meet him.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master, how are you?"

The disciples of Emei hurriedly helped Miejue Shitai up, but seeing Miejue Shitai at this time, he didn't look like a master at all, his face was pale and bloodless, his hair was disheveled, and he was dying, as if he might die at any time.

"Grandpa, stop beating, that old woman is going to die!" Yuan Ziyi stomped his feet and shouted at the white eyebrows in the field.

Murong Fu frowned, glanced in the direction of Miejue Shitai, and sighed secretly in his heart. He thought that history would not repeat itself after leaving the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, but he didn't expect Miejue Shitai to be seriously injured on the eighth day of the accident. Siba's subordinates, judging from the energy fluctuation just now, even if Miejue Shitai survived, he only had one breath left.

Of course, Murong Fu had nothing to be sad about, he tried his best to keep Zhou Zhiruo in Emei, didn't he just want to win over Emei, with Miejue Shitai, Zhou Zhiruo would never be able to get ahead.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, and his heart moved, and he increased the transmission speed of internal energy a little bit.

After hearing Yuan Ziyi's voice, the two people with white eyebrows in the air paused for a while in the white and golden light, revealing their figures, but they saw that Basiba was slapping Baimei's long sword with one palm, attacking with one palm. On his left chest, the fight was fierce.

But because of this cry, Bai Mei couldn't help being stunned, with a "chi", Ba Siba's palm hit his chest, and he flew upside down.

Teng Teng Teng, after the white eyebrows landed on the ground, he retreated several steps in a row before he was able to stabilize himself. He groaned and almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but his face flashed white, and he returned to normal in a blink of an eye. Ignoring him, his figure flickered, and he came to Juejue.

Bai Mei looked at Mie Miejue's appearance, couldn't help but frown slightly, stretched out his hand to hit the big acupoint on her chest, and then pressed her palm across the air on her lower abdomen, and the extremely pure internal force gushed out continuously.

"Ahem..." The little banzhuxiang passed by, Miejue Shitai gradually came to his senses, and with a "poof", he spat out blood, and an abnormal blush flashed across his pale face.

Looking around in confusion, Miejue Shitai suddenly jumped up, "Zhiruo, where is Zhiruo? How is Zhiruo?"

But immediately her body was about to collapse again, Ding Minjun hurried forward to help her sit down.

"Zhiruo doesn't need you to worry, she has someone to take care of herself!" Yuan Ziyi replied in an inexplicable tone, and glanced at Murong Fu's direction.

Miejue Shitai followed her gaze, and she saw Murong Fu healing Zhou Zhiruo not far away, so she struggled to get up, "Help me there!"

"Jue'er!" Bai Mei called out, "Don't act rashly, listen to me first!"

Miejue Shitai seemed to have noticed that Baimei was here, and hurriedly pretended to salute, but was pushed back by a gentle force, so he could only say: "Juejue is rude, I hope Grand Master will forgive me!"

"You!" Baimei sighed with a complex expression, "You are extremely talented and extremely intelligent. If you have another 30 years, your achievements will be limitless. Maybe it was a wrong decision to let you lead Emei in the first place."

Juejue Shitai seemed very docile in front of Baimei, "But Juejue made some mistakes, but please tell me the truth."

Bai Mei shook his head, "You have been working hard all these years, and you have been running around for Everbright Emei. You have never made any mistakes, but you are just too stubborn."

Miejue was taken aback for a moment, what did Grand Master Uncle say this for?However, he still lowered his head, "Uncle Grand Master taught me that."

"Forget it, what's the use of talking about it now, your meridians have been completely severed, and your internal organs have been displaced. Jueer, do you have any unfinished business?" Bai Mei hesitated for a while, and finally said something that caught everyone off guard.

When the disciples next to him heard this, they immediately burst into grief, "Master" and "Master" kept yelling, and many of them wiped away their tears, especially Ding Minjun, who threw himself in front of Miejue, crying so hard Like a tearful man, he looked very sad.

Miejue Shitai also had a gloomy look on his face at this moment, but immediately regained his composure.

"Okay, okay!" Bai Mei yelled impatiently, "Don't make noise, listen to your master!"

The disciples fell silent.

Miejue Shitai struggled to sit up half of her body, her eyes were surprisingly calm, she glanced at all the disciples one by one, and suddenly said: "Min Jun, go and call Zhiruo over."

Ding Minjun's expression changed slightly, "Master, Junior Sister Zhiruo is still unconscious, and that Murong Fu..."

"If you are told to go, you can go," Miejue Shitai suddenly turned cold, "Zhiruo is still a member of the Emei sect, even if she is unconscious, she should be taken care of by the Emei people!"

"Yes!" Ding Minjun's heart trembled, and he hurriedly bowed in response.

"No need!" Bai Mei suddenly said, "That girl has already woken up!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw Zhou Zhiruo's thin figure slowly walking towards the Emei School.

In fact, although the palm Zhou Zhiruo received was very heavy, she had the thick and pure Nine Yin Manual to protect her body, and she did not suffer from multiple internal injuries. It was only because Ba Siba's palm strength was very strange. It didn't attack the dantian, but absorbed in the meridian like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, forming a blockage, which caused Zhou Zhiruo to hold her breath instantly and passed out.

And Murong Fu seemed to have expected this scene, so he stepped up to open up his meridians at all costs, which made Zhou Zhiruo wake up.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's back, Murong Fu suddenly felt distressed, maybe the burden on her shoulders would be even heavier from now on, and even her heart would change in an unknown direction, which is very unpredictable.

But Murong Fu did this very helplessly. The Murong family has a weak foundation. Although they have money and food now, and even the army has developed, it is still impossible to become king based on this alone, and the people's support is still needed.

In this war-torn era, there is a very strange phenomenon. Ordinary people seldom seek help from the yamen officials when encountering difficult problems, and more often focus on the nearby sects and gangs.

Especially for sects with deep foundations like Xiang'emei and Shaolin, although their number of disciples is limited, if they really rise up, the people with a radius of hundreds of miles will definitely support them bravely and fearlessly.

Coupled with the prestige in the arena, it can also call on a large number of people. For example, in the previous battle of Guangmingding, if Miejue Shitai had not only invited the other five major factions, there would probably be tens of thousands of people gathered together.

This is also the reason why Murong Fu worked so hard to rescue the six major sects this time. Of course, it was mainly for the Wudang, Emei, and Shaolin sects.

"Sister...Sanggong, who is this person? Are we going to take her?" Suddenly, a slightly coy voice pulled Murong Fu back from his thoughts, and it was Huo Qingtong.

Murong Fu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, he laughed and said: "Qingtong, what did you call me just now?"

"Phase..." Huo Qingtong blushed, and was about to answer, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the smirk on Murong Fu's face, and couldn't help stomping her feet, "Hmph, forget it if you didn't hear it!"

"Why didn't you hear me!" Murong Fu laughed, and hugged Huo Qingtong, "But if you call me husband, I will be happier!"

"Husband? What is that?" Huo Qingtong frowned slightly, but he had never heard this word before.

"This..." Murong Fu's expression froze slightly, "Forget it, you should call me Husband!"

Huo Qingtong was originally a very thin-skinned woman, and she yelled out because of a sudden heat in her heart. At this time, she was molested by Murong Fu, so she couldn't yell out, so she pointed to Mao Zhizhi on the ground and asked: "Who is this woman?" ?”

"She, she should be from Ruyang Palace!" Murong Fu said vaguely, then turned his head to look, but saw the soldiers of Ruyang Palace and the disciples of the five major sects confronting each other nervously.

Zhao Min and Wang Baobao, who were seriously injured, were surrounded by a group of soldiers at the rear, and Basiba's figure disappeared again.

But Murong Fu knew that as long as Zhao Min was in danger, the Great Lama would definitely appear, and he suddenly had a feeling that Dongfang Bubai might still be hiding nearby, but what was Dongfang Bubai's purpose?Also, his voice has turned into a female voice. Could it be that the highest state of cultivating the Sunflower Book is to turn a man into a real woman?

Murong Fu shivered suddenly, shook his head and put aside the disgusting thoughts in his head, and picked up Mao Zhizhi who was on the ground with one hand, and took Huo Qingtong's little hand with the other, "Let's go, let's go and have a look too!"

When the two came to the arena, everyone stepped aside and looked at Murong Fu in awe. Even Huashan Sect and Kongtong Sect, some disciples were not saved in the end, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, they dared not do anything. micro word.

On the other hand, Song Qingshu in the crowd gave Murong Fu a gloomy look. Earlier, in a hurry, he wanted to catch Zhou Zhiruo's body, but was kicked away by Murong Fu later. Song Yuanqiao scolded harshly.

"Little friend, is there any countermeasure? If this drags on like this, the old man estimates that the Mongol army is coming!" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

The others also looked at Murong Fu nervously.

"Where are the elders Xuanming?" Murong Fu asked.

"Here!" The disciples of the Huashan sect stepped aside to open an open space, where the unconscious Xuanming elders were placed.

Only Xian Yutong said proudly: "The Mongolian Tartars wanted to take advantage of the chaos to snatch these two old ghosts back. Fortunately, my Huashan faction discovered it early and stopped it in time!"

"Yeah!" Murong Fu nodded and hummed lightly, "Come here, some disciples will carry the Elder Xuanming to negotiate with me!"

Several Huashan sect disciples immediately stepped forward to lift up the elders Xuanming, Murong Fu handed Huo Qingtong to Zhang Sanfeng's care, carried Mao Zhizhi in his arms, and walked towards Zhao Min.

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