Although Wangwu Mountain is steep and steep, and the mountain road is rugged, Murong Fu has already perfected his ability to control the wind. Even if he is half-carrying a person, it is as if he is walking on flat ground. It doesn't take long for him to catch up with Situ He and others who came back first.
However, Murong Fu had no intention of saying hello to everyone, and flew directly over everyone's heads without being noticed at all.
Arriving at the top of Dewangwu Mountain, there are rows of houses, about 2,000 in number, but they are all very simple, which shows that the life of the Wangwu Sect is probably not easy.
Murong Fu rushed directly to the largest courtyard in the middle, found a slightly hidden position, placed Ah Jiu on the roof, and whispered: "Just wait for me here, I didn't call you, so you should be careful to hide it!"
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Ah Jiu nodded and said softly. She had taken advantage of him a lot when Murong Fu took her up the mountain. At this time, her cheeks were hot. She didn't need to think about it to know that her face was extremely rosy, so she couldn't care less.
Murong Fu turned over and fell into the courtyard. He felt a little. What surprised him was that there was only one person in such a large courtyard. It was the main room in the middle. Murong Fu walked straight in.
"Who!" Suddenly a loud voice shouted, followed immediately by the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw a burly old man with gray beard and hair, a weathered and resolute face, and a pair of sharp eyes.
Murong Fu smiled kindly, "You must be Situ Bolei, right?"
Situ Bo Lei's expression did not change and he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Murong Fu bowed his hands and said, "I'm Murong Fu!"
"Oh? The Murong family of Gusu who 'repay others with their own way'?" A flash of doubt flashed in Situ Bo Lei's eyes, and then he said calmly: "The Murong family is also a famous family, how could they break into other people's homes in the middle of the night without permission?
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It seemed that he was quite dissatisfied with Murong Fu for barging in without permission, but Murong Fu had always been very thick-skinned. As if he didn't realize it, he said pointedly: "I have important matters to discuss with Mr. Situ. There are many people during the day."
It is very inconvenient to have mixed eyesight.”
"Hmph! If you have anything to do, I'll first check to see if you are really from the Murong family. Look at the knife!" As soon as Situ Bo Lei finished speaking, he struck Murong Fu straight in the face with his knife.
Murong Fu stood still, with a smile on his lips and a calm expression.
When Situ Bo Lei saw Murong Fu being so calm, he couldn't help but feel a flash of appreciation in his heart. However, when the sword came within inches of his head, Murong Fu still had no intention of dodging.
Situ Bolei couldn't help but hesitate slightly. Although this person broke in without authorization, he could not kill innocent people indiscriminately if his crime was not serious. He immediately turned his wrist slightly and slashed towards his shoulder.
At this moment, Murong Fu suddenly stared, his body trembled, and an aura seemed to burst out from his whole body. The long sword actually stopped in the air and could no longer cut.
"What a momentum!" Situ Bolei couldn't help but cheer in his heart, and the internal energy surged in his arms, and he wanted to activate his internal energy.
Murong Fu didn't see any movements, and only heard a "chi" sound. The long knife in Situ Bolei's hand suddenly lost control, and unexpectedly reversed in an instant, slashing at him at the same angle.
Situ Bray was so frightened that he forgot to control the sword or dodge first, and watched helplessly as the sword slashed towards his face.
With a "clang" sound, the long knife stopped just two inches above Situ Boley's shoulder. Situ Boley stared dumbfoundedly at Murong Fu who held the back of the knife between his two fingers.
It turned out that in the midst of the lightning flash, Murong Fu stepped forward and held the long knife between his two fingers.
Although Situ Bo Lei was only half a member of the martial arts world, he had traveled extensively throughout his life and had gained a lot of experience, but he had never seen such strange martial arts before. He was stunned for a moment.
"How is it? Sir, do you believe that I am from the Murong family?" Murong Fu asked in a calm voice.
Only then did Situ Bo Lei come back to his senses. His old face felt slightly hot, and he instantly returned to normal. He stretched out his hand to take the long knife, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is 'repay the other in the same way'. I have seen it today!"
Seeing the fear and fear that was quickly concealed in Situ Bolei's eyes, Murong Fu was secretly happy. In fact, the martial arts he used just now was indeed a matter of time and space, because the moves performed by Situ Bolei did not use internal energy, so Murong Fu only needed to
Secretly using the internal energy to move around, the move can be rebounded with a slight shock.
As long as Situ Bray used a little bit of inner strength, he would not be able to remain so calm. Of course, he could not tell Situ Bray these things. He said in his mouth: "Some little skills, just trying to do the same thing, let Mr.
What a joke!"
Unexpectedly, Situ Bo Lei's expression was unhappy, "Hmph, your martial arts, light kung fu, and internal strength are all higher than mine. I'm not blind yet, so I can see it. There's no need to be so pretentious!"
Murong Fu was speechless immediately. It was a rare moment for him to be humble, but he was actually regarded as a hypocrite. He was speechless for a while!
Situ Bo Lei ignored Murong Fu's expression and put the weapon back into its scabbard, "I wonder what Mr. Murong does when he breaks into this place late at night?"
Murong Fu pondered for a long time and then said with a straight face, "I heard that Mr. Situ was so heroic and righteous that he dedicated his whole life to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and then died. It really makes people..."
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, talk about something if you have something to say!" Before Murong Fu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Situ Bolei's impatient wave.
Murong Fu was slightly annoyed. He didn't expect Situ Bolei to be such an upright person. When he thought about the poor living conditions of the disciples when he went up the mountain, he also understood a little. In troubled times, with military power in hand, he should be able to survive.
It must be very nourishing, but the Wangwu faction obviously has thousands of elites at their disposal, but they are living in such a tight situation. I think it has something to do with his temper.
After figuring out the problem, Murong Fu simply sat on the main seat, poured out a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.
Now it was Situ Bo Lei's turn to be angry, "What's the matter with you? If you have nothing to do, please go down the mountain by yourself. Forgive me, Wangwu Sect, for not entertaining strangers!"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him angrily and didn't bother to talk to him anymore, "I will tell you straight away, I have two things to do tonight. The first is to recover Wangwu Mountain. From now on, the Wangwu Sect will obey my Murong family.
Otherwise, there will be no need for the Wangwu Sect to exist!"
Speaking of this, Murong Fu looked at Situ Bolei intently, but saw that his face was red and his gray beard was trembling slightly. He was obviously very angry.