A few drops of crystal-clear and sticky blood spilled from the air, and a gash was opened on Murong Fu's right cheek. But it was not over yet. The black light swept away for a distance without slowing down, then turned around in a circle with great flexibility and continued.
Flying towards the back of his head.
Even though Murong Fu didn't look back, it was not difficult to feel the black light coming. His face darkened. He was about to take back his right hand that was pressed against Liu Shenghuaqi's vest, but there was a sudden buzzing sound, but the Red Sky Sword automatically flew up to block his back.
This is not the first time that the Divine Sword has spirit and automatically protects its master. Just now, the black light appeared too suddenly and too fast, so that the Red Sky Sword could not react.
With a clang, the black light hit the Chixiao Sword. The Chixiao Sword was caught off guard and the sword shook. It was knocked back a few feet and almost touched Murong Fu's back before he could stop himself. This seemed to be a huge offense.
Its majesty caused the sword to tremble suddenly, and countless sword energy poured out.
And the black light was not to be outdone. It twisted slightly, and the light became a little brighter, resisting all the sword energy. For a moment, the two of them were on the same level, ripples arose in the void, and an extremely powerful force was emitted.
An unpleasant, harsh hissing sound.
All this seemed slow, but in fact it happened in a blink of an eye. With the Red Sky Sword protecting him, Murong Fu gave up the idea of stopping after a moment's hesitation. After all, his power had entered Liu Shenghuaqi's body, and at this moment Liu Shenghua
Qi's injuries were extremely serious and she was almost dead. There was no way she could withstand the slightest pain.
However, the Scarlet Sky Sword seemed to have no way to deal with the black light for a while, so he had to focus on two tasks. While healing Yagyu Shenghuaqi's injuries, he used his free left hand to perform a sword technique, and then ejected a stream of true energy from his backhand, hitting the Scarlet Sky Sword.
superior.
When the time came, the golden light of the Scarlet Sky Sword flourished, and its power increased greatly. The black light was rootless water after all. The previous sneak attack had used up most of its strength. It only lasted for a moment before it whined, the light faded sharply, and finally turned into a
The small sword with a handle about three inches long fell to the ground with a clatter, and the sound seemed to be made of wood.
Murong Fu turned his head and took a look. His little sword was covered with fresh blood. He was slightly startled and turned around suddenly, only to find that there was a blood hole as big as a thumb on Liu Shenghuaqi's back. Blood was flowing out. It turned out that
The small sword was originally nailed into her body, but she was surprised by his skill and suddenly made a sneak attack.
After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu was surprised and couldn't help but feel a hair in his heart. However, this was not the time to study it in detail. At the moment, it was better to save Yagyu Shenghuaqi's life first.
When he thought of this, he got rid of distracting thoughts, and the strong true energy was continuously input into Yagyu Shenghuaqi's body, and the Red Sky Sword actually hung in the air automatically without anyone using it, rotating back and forth around the two of them, as if "patrolling"
", it looks like a guard who is eager to take advantage of his fault because of his incompetence...
Yagyu Shenghuaqi's injuries were very serious. Apart from the flesh injuries, her internal organs and meridians also suffered varying degrees of damage. Ordinary doctors would be helpless when faced with this situation, but this was a problem for someone with a body with Shenzhao Sutra.
For Murong Fu, who had cultivated his Yang Finger to a very advanced level, it was a piece of cake. All he needed was time.
In the blink of an eye, half the day passed and it was getting close to dusk. Murong Fu repaired the last damaged meridians in Liu Shenghuaqi's body. He took a long breath and slowly removed his power. He glanced at the wounds and blood stains on her body, with a flash of regret in his eyes.
Then, he opened his palm and forced out a few drops of blood essence and blood directly into her body, and used his kung fu to help her dissolve the medicine.
After doing all this, Murong Fu helped Liu Shenghuaqi lie down on the bed, stretched out comfortably, turned his eyes to the small sword on the ground that was sneaking up on him, opened his hand and sucked the small sword into his hand
, it was light and weightless, the blood on the sword had dried, and the marks of the knife could be faintly seen. He pondered for a moment and shouted outside, "Come in."
The door opened with a creak, and a slender and capable figure walked in, it was Hong Lingbo.
She had arrived a long time ago, and it seemed that Siqingao had something to report to him. However, because she felt that the situation in the house was very different, she did not dare to disturb him, and acted as Murong Fu's temporary guard, keeping watch outside the house.
"See Master." Hong Lingbo walked up to Murong Fu without looking away, and bowed and paid homage meticulously.
Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Go get a basin of water."
Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment, and without any hesitation, he immediately turned and left. After a while, he came in with a basin of water.
Murong Fu didn't say much, and threw the small sword into the basin. When the blood was completely gone, he picked it up again, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but frown.
Hong Lingbo next to her was very puzzled when she saw this. Naturally, she had already discovered Yagyu Shenghuaqi lying on the bed. She was filled with doubts, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The reason why Murong Fu frowned was not because he saw anything, but because he saw nothing. The small sword itself was indeed made of wood, and its workmanship was very rough, as if it was a toy whittled out for children. In addition,
There are no marks or symbols on the sword, so there is almost nothing special about it.
But it was such a mediocre little wooden sword that almost killed him before. Thinking about it, he still had some lingering fear in his heart. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and had the Red Sky Sword to automatically protect the master, he and Yagyu Shenghuaqi would have lost their lives.
At least one dead and one injured.
After hesitating for a moment, Murong Fu tried to use up some internal energy to pass. Suddenly, there was a soft "rustling" sound, and the small sword in his hand quickly shattered into pieces, turning into bits of sawdust and falling from the gaps between his fingers.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment at first, but after rubbing it for a while, he suddenly realized that the material of the small sword was very ordinary from the inside out. It had been on the verge of collapse after enduring some powerful force. Now that the power was exhausted, collapse was a natural thing.
"It seems that Wu Sangui does have an expert beside him. Not only his skills are unfathomable, but his methods are also extremely weird..." Murong Fu sighed quietly, his face as gloomy as water. He still doesn't understand how he injured Yagyu Shenghuaqi.
The person obviously let her go on purpose, and even used the power contained in the small wooden sword to hang her life. He was just waiting for him, the mastermind behind the scenes, to take action to save Yagyu Hanaki, and launched a sudden attack. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone.
It's just that such methods are unheard of and unseen, and they are a bit too weird. In addition, he still has a doubt. Since there is such an expert by his side, why did Wu Sangui compromise with him that night?
"Master," Hong Lingbo called out at this time and asked cautiously, "What's wrong with Miss Yagyu? What happened?"
Murong Fu did not answer. He was silent for a moment and then changed the subject, "What do you want from me?"
Hong Lingbo didn't dare to break the casserole and ask the truth, so he hurriedly replied, "Oh, that's right, our people sent news that the Golden Snake Battalion army has returned, but they did not enter the mountain, but stationed themselves near Lanling Town. It seems that
Plan to stay here permanently.”
"Permanent..." Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, quite surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood something, "It seems that the elm head has become enlightened."
Seeing Hong Lingbo's confused look, he paused and continued, "The previous development model of Golden Snake Camp was to win over all forces and focus on the mountains. Although it was huge in the early stage and developed very fast, the hidden dangers were not small. In the end,
The obvious point is that the army is difficult to integrate and cannot form a formal organization. This time Yuan Chengzhi took advantage of the opportunity to go out and deliberately left the army outside, obviously in order to reduce the influence of various hills on the army and thus reorganize it."
Hong Lingbo suddenly realized, but soon frowned and said, "Disciple, there is one thing that puzzles me. There is no city to rely on in Lanling Town, and there is no natural danger to defend. If you put the army there, won't you be afraid of something happening? Even though Wu Sangui retreated,
It’s not broken after all, it could come back at any time.”
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "We don't need to worry about this. Just let him go. Anyway, this place is not far from Lanling Town. If anything happens, these robbers can run faster than anyone else. There is no need to worry. It's just
Yuan Chengzhi has always been indecisive. The last time he integrated the army, he failed. I wonder if he can succeed this time."
"If the master doesn't want him to succeed, the disciple can find a way to prevent him from succeeding." Hong Lingbo's eyes flashed slightly and he said without missing a beat.
"That's not necessary." Murong Fu waved his hand, "Just wait and see what happens. I want to see what step Yuan Chengzhi can take. Wu Sangui's next move will not be as hasty as this time. By then
The Golden Snake Camp has still not made any progress, and its destruction is inevitable."
There was a faint flash of coldness in his eyes as he spoke. Although today's sneak attack did not cause any irreparable damage to him, and Yagyu Shenghuaqi was also rescued, he still had a lump in his throat and felt extremely unhappy.
Of course, he was not happy anymore. After this incident, his contempt for Wu Sangui was reduced and replaced by fear. The old fox was not as simple as he appeared.
At this time, Hong Lingbo nodded, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, there is one more thing I want to report to Master. Mrs. Nawen has returned, and with her is Xue Muhua..."
"When did it happen? Where are they now?"
"About an hour ago, they have been clamoring to diagnose and treat Miss Zhou. The master stayed behind closed doors. The disciples did not dare to make decisions without permission, so they could only stop them outside the hospital." Hong Lingbo said a little uneasily, and Xue Muhua only listened.
She said that she had never seen her before, and she didn’t know much about the relationship between Murong Fu and the Xiaoyao Sect. How dare she let anyone in casually? Although she knew that Luo Bing was Murong Fu’s woman, Zhou Qi, who was lying unconscious on the bed, seemed
No need to give in too much...
While she was speaking, Murong Fu's consciousness relaxed and he sensed two familiar scents outside the hospital. They were Luo Bing and Xue Muhua, and they immediately walked over without saying a word.
Opening the courtyard door, I saw Luo Bing standing there with his hands on his hips, his chest rising and falling, his weather-beaten pretty face full of anger, his eyes as if he wanted to eat someone, not far away a thin man with a pale face and gray beard was sitting cross-legged
, with a calm expression, it is Xue Muhua, one of the four great doctors.
There were several people standing around the two of them, their indifferent eyes without any emotion at all, and the vague smell of blood on their bodies, all indicating that these were masters of murder without blinking an eye.
When everyone saw Murong Fu coming out, the Blood Shadow Palace disciples were about to step forward to salute, but Luo Bing got there first and started yelling, "You bastard..."