"The palm sword is here!" Suddenly, a delicate shout sounded, and then four light green figures flashed out from the side door in front of the hall. Everyone was dazzled and saw four women standing next to the golden seats above the hall. They were Lianxing, Yingyue, listen to the wind, and blowing snow.

Everyone saw the four girls clearly, and quickly stood in neat arrangement, bowed their hands to bow, "See the four sword envoys."

Lian Xing looked calm, as if he had been accustomed to all this, so he immediately reached out to help him, "Please get up, everyone."

The four girls of Lianxing are just Murong Fu's personal maids on the surface. In fact, their status in this underground palace is not low, but they are second only to the several palace masters, palace masters, and posters. After all, in addition to serving Murong Fu's daily life, they are also conveying orders for Murong Fu. Their status is high, you can imagine.

Of course, the four ministers of the four great masters do not have to salute to the four women.

"Young Master is here!" At this moment, another delicate shout was heard.

A man walked out slowly from the side door, wearing a white robe, a golden mask on his face, and two figures of red and green followed by them. Naturally, these three people were Murong Fu, Azhu and Abi.

Murong Fu walked leisurely in the garden, and his figure flashed a few times. He had already reached the golden seat and sat down slowly.

After Murong Fu sat down, several more people came to the hall, but there were Murong Xue, Li Mochou and Xiao Zhao and other women.

"See the young master!" Everyone knelt on one knee and shouted in unison.

"Don't give me a gift!" Murong Fu said two words lightly, but he didn't see how he moved. A sudden force suddenly condensed in front of him and flew towards everyone.

Everyone felt lighter, as if they were being held by someone, and they couldn't help but stand up. For a moment, their faces were full of surprise. Although they had known that the young master's martial arts were unfathomable, they didn't expect that they were so magical.

"I have been going out frequently recently, and I have to take care of all the big and small things at home. Thank you for your hard work." Murong Fu's majestic voice sounded.

But in everyone's ears, I felt like I was bathed in spring breeze, warming my heart, and hurriedly said "It's not hard" or "Young Master is even harder".

Murong Fu seemed very satisfied with the monetization of everyone. He suddenly changed his mind and suddenly said, "You are all those who endure hardships and endure hardships. What I want to tell you is that the days ahead will be more difficult and dangerous, and there will be danger of losing your life. However, as long as everyone persists, they will be granted a marquis and ministers, and will be glorious of their ancestors, it will be just a breeze."

"As long as the young master's order!" Everyone bowed again and said in unison.

"Azhu," Murong Fu's eyes turned and fell on Azhu behind Murong Xue. "Why did something big happen when I was not in Yanziwu?"

"Go back to the young master," Azhu stood up and bowed, "If you talk about major events, only the invitation from Shaolin Temple will be sent by Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple will hold a martial arts conference on April 15th, and specially invite the Murong family to attend. It is said that this martial arts conference will be the most lively of all martial arts conferences, and it is also called the 'Lion Slaughtering Conference'."

"Oh?" Murong Fu's heart moved, "Liu Slaughtering Conference?"

"Yes," Azhu nodded, "I don't know if it was the sound of Shaolin Temple. The Golden Lion King Xie Xun has fallen into the hands of Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple plans to put it at the martial arts conference and then compete and decide who can execute Xie Xun."

"Interesting!" Murong Fu's eyes lit up slightly. The person who came up with this method is really a talented person. Over the years, the reputation of Shaolin Temple has gradually declined. Although there are natural ups and downs in this, the most important thing is that Shaolin Temple has not made any achievements in nearly a hundred years.

Among the righteous path, Wudang, Emei, Quanzhen and others are moving forward in line with Shaolin. Although these sects have a much worse foundation than Shaolin, they are full of vitality and have almost no weaker influence than Shaolin Temple. Especially Wudang, which has already vaguely surpassed Shaolin Temple.

However, now Shaolin Temple holds a martial arts conference and takes out Xie Xun, the great devil in the world, and lets the heroes in the world decide to belong. It will immediately save the reputation of Shaolin Temple and even overshadow the past.

Although not everyone has a grudge against Xie Xun, if you get Xie Xun, how can you not let the heroes in the world flock to you if you get the Dragon Slaying Sword?

"Hehe, these people probably never dreamed that the Dragon Slaying Sword would have been ruined long ago," Murong Fu sneered in his heart, and touched the hilt of the "Sword of Equality" hanging around his waist with his left hand.

"Young Master, in addition to this, there is some important information." Azhu said.

"Oh, you said." Murong Fu came back to his senses and signaled Azhu to continue.

"A few months ago, before the young master left, there were spies around Yanziwu. After the young master left, those spies became even more rampant. They even passed through Taihu Lake many times, intending to sneak into Yanziwu. They were so upset that Miss Xueer ordered all spies to be swept away. Since then, there have been no spies around Taihu Lake."

"The imperial envoy sent by the Song Ting royal family has been to Yanziwu three times. After waiting for a long time, he never saw the prince and left in anger. He thought that Emperor Song Ting would issue an imperial edict to attack the Murong family, but unexpectedly, this matter was strangely calmed down, and there was no abnormal movement on Song Ting's side."

Murong Fu was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized that it seemed that Wang Chongyang was not just talking nonsense, and it really played a certain role.

Seeing Murong Fu looking confident, Azhu felt relieved in his heart and continued, "The Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty also sent someone to find the young master, but was sent back by the maid. Kangxi seemed not to give up and sent two more people to come, but he never explained what he wanted to find the young master. He just left a letter and asked the young master to open his own words."

"Where is your faith?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly. He had made an agreement with Kangxi that as long as he could help Kangxi remove some nails, Kangxi would also help when the Murong family was in trouble.

A Zhu was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected Murong Fu to be so concerned, so he immediately took out an envelope from his arms. There was no word left on the envelope, but it was sealed with fire paint.

Murong Fu opened his hand and sucked it. Seeing that the envelope was sucked into his hand, he opened it casually, and only three words were written in it, "Prince Bao".

Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, thinking that Kangxi wanted him to get rid of Prince Bao.

For a moment, Murong Fu had a headache. It was not that he could not kill Prince Bao, but that after killing him, it would be harmful to him.

Prince Bao's territory is located in the north of the Jin Kingdom and east of Mongolia. It is a place where military strategists must compete for. Over the years, Prince Bao has been operating in a whole lot. Moreover, Prince Bao is not inferior to Kangxi's talent and strategy. He is even more experienced than Kangxi in terms of experience. With his position, he can restrain Mongolia and the Jin Kingdom at the same time.

Of course, if this is the case, it would be nothing if Murong Fu killed him. However, as soon as Prince Bao died, Kangxi could immediately grasp all his power and condense all his power into a stream. At that time, the Qing Dynasty would probably be in the world and even more difficult to deal with.

The foundation of the Murong family is not as good as that of each country. If you want to compete for hegemony, you can only make careful calculations, balance various forces, and let them consume each other to the greatest extent. You cannot make one side too strong or too weak.

Everyone didn't know what was written on the letter in Murong Fu's hand, but seeing Murong Fu's face became solemn, they couldn't help but wonder if something big happened again.

After thinking for a long time, Murong Fu finally shook his head and decided to let it go for now. Anyway, he was going to Shaolin Temple, so he might as well go to the capital city first to see the situation.

"Is there anything wrong with Azhu?" Murong Fu asked.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Ah Zhu's face, and finally he looked at Huo Qingtong, "Let Sister Qingtong say it."

Murong Fu's eyes turned and looked at Huo Qingtong at the end of the crowd. He was wearing general armor, and was full of heroic spirit, which instantly aroused Murong Fu's desire. However, for everyone, he tried his best to hide the strange expression on his face and spoke to Huo Qingtong, "Qingtong, what's the situation of Tianxuan Army?"

Huo Qingtong seemed to be distracted. After Murong Fu called him, he couldn't help but exclaim and came back to his senses. His cheeks were flushed, and he stumbled for a while, and said, "Can Qingtong ask for something for the young master?"

Murong Fu was stunned, "What's the matter?"

"My sister has been missing for a long time and has not been found yet. Can you use the power of the Crystal Palace to find one or two?" Huo Qingtong said, tears flashing and she was about to cry.

Murong Fu was immediately surprised, "Have you found Calice?"

As early as three months ago, when he learned that Calice was missing, he ordered the Crystal Palace and the Blood Shadow Palace to search for it with all his might. Unexpectedly, he had not found it yet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Li Mochou and Gong Yeqian, and the coldness in his eyes condensed as if it were.

There is no doubt that if Calice had any problems, these two people would definitely be severely punished.

Gong Yeqian couldn't help but feel a little intent on his honest face, and his expression was a little embarrassed, "Young Master, my subordinates have been busy with the relocation of the army and camp, and have no time to distract him."

When he thought, he was just looking for a woman, and he just needed to send his subordinates to do it. Why don't he do it? More and more important things are waiting for him.

It was not difficult for Murong Fu to guess what he was thinking, so he glared at him fiercely, and turned to Li Mochou.

Li Mochou frowned slightly, and hesitated for a while before saying, "A month ago, the people from the Blood Shadow Hall found that a woman who was somewhat similar to what the master said had appeared at the junction of Mongolia and the Qing Dynasty in the north. After hearing the news, I immediately sent someone to investigate it carefully, but the woman disappeared from now on."

"The junction between Mongolia and the Qing Dynasty? Isn't it the territory of Prince Bao?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and his mind was shocked, and he suddenly stood up, "Have you checked the Red Flower Club?"

Everyone was stunned. Didn’t they check the traces of the woman? Why did they even get the Red Flower Club?

Seeing a strange look, Murong Fu realized that he had lost his composure and sat down slowly, but he was extremely anxious. Others didn't know that he knew that Calice had some fate with Chen Jialuo, the head of the Red Flower Society, and if Prince Bao saw Calice, he would definitely not let it go.

"Hmph, Prince Bao! If Calice is really in your hands, I will definitely tell you to be the last one!" Murong Fu thought fiercely in his heart, and his face couldn't help but become gloomy.
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