After a while, a group of people walked into the tent, two men and five women. The two men were naturally Murong Fu and Fengbo evil, and the five women were Lianxing, the four women, and the woman who went to greet Murong Fu before, Hong Lingbo.
At this time, Hong Lingbo was wearing an apricot-yellow light shirt, and he was standing behind Murong Fu with a bit of joy on his face. It was not that he was happy to see Murong Fu, but that the Murong family had sent so many masters, especially Murong Fu.
Now that I have taken action in person, I feel more confident. I no longer have to squat in a corner like before.
"Junior Murong Fu, I have met all the heads. Senior, I deeply apologize for keeping you waiting for so long!" Murong Fu bowed his hands slightly and bowed in a very humble tone.
When everyone in the six sects saw Murong Fu at first sight, they couldn't help but think of "what a graceful and handsome young man". When they heard his words, they felt like a spring breeze, and the resentment they had been waiting for for a long time disappeared.
Master Miejie's face softened slightly and she nodded slightly.
Song Yuanqiao stood up and returned the salute, "Haha, I have heard of Mr. Murong's name for a long time. How lucky I am to meet him today!"
Murong Fu repeatedly said that he did not dare. He looked around and saw that the people present were all famous and upright leaders in the martial arts world. Even if he had not met them, the Crystal Palace had already collected and registered the information of these people. Therefore, he only relied on some
His appearance can easily identify most people.
Especially the famous Miejie Shitai, Murong Fu took a closer look, "That face is really like a hanged ghost on the stage, extremely weird!" he thought in his heart.
When Murong Fu glanced at the two women behind Miejie Shitai, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and could no longer look away.
Yuan Ziyi was fine, but what made Murong Fu's heart skip a beat was the woman in light green clothes. If he had expected it right, this woman was none other than Zhou Zhiruo, whom he had worked so hard to seduce by the Hanshui River.
But when I saw Zhou Zhiruo, who had grown up at this time, with a slender figure and graceful figure, a beautiful and charming oval face, which embodies the spirit of Hanshui and the beauty of Emei, she looked like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.
That station is as clear as narcissus and as beautiful as orchid.
Zhou Zhiruo had not taken her eyes away from Murong Fu since he entered the tent. When she saw Murong Fu staring at her non-stop, her cheeks turned red and she hurriedly lowered her head.
"Hmph!" Yuan Ziyi next to him was the first to notice the fishy relationship between the two and snorted slightly.
After a while, everyone in the tent also noticed something strange about Murong Fu. When they followed his gaze, they suddenly felt enlightened. Many people even showed ambiguous smiles.
Of course, these people do not include Song Qingshu of the Wudang Sect and Zhou Zhiruo’s master Miejie Shitai.
Song Qingshu had been deeply infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo since he first met him, and had already regarded him as his forbidden love. When he saw Murong Fu staring at Zhou Zhiruo like this, he was naturally angry and itchy. Fortunately, he had been well-educated since childhood.
, and then he suppressed the urge to yell and scold Murong Fu.
But Mrs. Miejie was not so easy to talk to. She had always complained about the Murong family. She had been infected by Murong Fu's temperament before and unconsciously had a good impression of her. But now she saw Murong Fu staring at her naked.
My dear friend, that little bit of goodwill disappeared immediately.
She looked gloomy and said in a cold voice: "I wonder if the Murong family is here to help poor nuns suppress demons, or do they have ulterior motives and are here to be greedy and lustful?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhiruo trembled slightly, and she instinctively wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but Murong Fu beat her to it and said: "Haha, Master, I have misunderstood. I have known Zhiruo since I was a child.
It’s the first time we meet, and it’s hard to avoid being carried away for a moment!”
Master Jiejie raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, Zhiruo has been practicing in Mount Emei since she was a child, how could she recognize you!"
She deliberately emphasized the word "cultivation" very strongly. Although she was denying Murong Fu's words, the implication was to warn Murong Fu that if Zhiruo was a monk, he should not have any thoughts.
Murong Fu seemed confused, "This is absolutely true. Back then, it was the junior who begged Wudang Master Zhang to send Zhiruo to Mount Emei!"
Master Miejie was speechless immediately. She didn't care at all whether Murong Fu had known Zhiruo before, but was afraid that Murong Fu would abduct Zhou Zhiruo, but at this time she could no longer say anything to refute.
"Okay, everyone has come all the way here, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers. Tomorrow we will attack Guangmingding. We must come up with a charter as soon as possible!" However, Master Kongwen stood up and struck a blow.
To smooth things over and change the topic.
Master Miejie snorted coldly, "Since the Murong family kept us waiting for so long, they must have some clever ideas. Why don't we ask Mr. Murong to tell us!"
"This is so true!"
"Master Tai is right!"
For a moment, everyone agreed.
"Go, get a chair for Mr. Murong!" But Song Yuanqiao turned to Song Qingshu and ordered.
Song Qingshu's face froze slightly. He had already been extremely jealous of Murong Fu in his heart. Now he heard his father ask him to bring him a chair, but he couldn't bear it. He thought quickly and said: "Father, every sect is a long-distance person."
I trekked here without much luggage, and there were no chairs!”
Song Yuanqiao looked slightly embarrassed, and was about to stand up and give up his seat to Murong Fu, but Hong Lingbo walked to the corner where she was staying before, moved a chair over, and said, "Master, please sit down!"
Murong Fu was not polite. He glanced at Hong Lingbo with admiration, then sat on a chair and said slowly: "I'm a newbie here, so I don't know much about it, but everyone wants to know my plan, so I'll just throw some ideas around. If
If there is anything I said incorrectly, I hope you will bear with me."
Song Yuanqiao smiled and said: "Young master, it doesn't matter if you just say it!"
"I wonder if you know anything about the vicinity of Guangmingding and the route up the mountain?" Murong Fu pondered for a long time, but suddenly asked.
"Hmph, if there was a road map to the mountain, we would have already attacked the mountain, and we wouldn't be discussing any strategies here!" Master Jue snorted angrily.
"What Master Tai said is true. Guangmingding is the main altar of the Demon Cult. The way up the mountain must be full of traps and ambushes, so we have been thinking hard and trying to come up with a strategy that can reduce casualties." He Taichong, the leader of Kunlun, said.
Song Yuanqiao said: "Mr. Murong, we have done some research on the terrain near Guangmingding. There are steep cliffs to the west of Guangmingding, and there is a desert to the north. Only the south and the east where we are are slightly flatter."
Murong Fu nodded and turned to look at Hong Lingbo, "Lingbo, tell me!"
"Yes!" Hong Lingbo responded, and stepped forward with a blush on his face: "According to the news from my Murong family, there is actually only one way up to Guangmingding. It is impossible to avoid the organs and sentries of the Ming Cult.
, so you don’t have any plan to divide your troops at all, and the way up the mountain is..."
When did Hong Lingbo have such an opportunity to show off in front of the major leaders? At first, he was a little nervous, and his tone was a little hasty, but as he spoke, he gradually calmed down, and he actually took the route up to Guangmingding, the pass.
, the dangerous passes, and who might be defending each level, were described in detail.
Of course, Murong Fu told her this information on the way here.
It turns out that when Murong Fu secretly climbed to Guangming Peak ten years ago, he searched all over the mountains and plains for the secret passage of the Ming Cult. Unexpectedly, he failed to find the secret passage. Instead, he discovered the main passage clearly. Although it was a layout ten years ago, it was unexpected.
Most of them are infallible.
Everyone was surprised and happy to hear that this woman actually explained the route to Guangmingding so clearly, like a living map.
After Hong Lingbo finished speaking, all the leaders came back to their senses, and immediately regretted it. They didn't prepare any pen and ink just now and drew it into a map. They couldn't help but look at Hong Lingbo with burning eyes.
Song Qingshu suddenly took a step forward and bowed his hands to Hong Lingbo, "I wonder where the girl got this information and how credible it is?"
Hong Lingbo's face turned cold immediately, "My Murong family has its own information channel, which is very trustworthy. I forgive my little girl for not being able to tell you more!"
Song Qingshu was not angry either, looking like a humble gentleman, "I hope you will forgive me. I didn't mean to question you. It's just that the elites from all the sects of the righteous martial arts in the Central Plains are gathered together. There is really no room for any mistakes. Please be aware that if something goes wrong with the route.
, we may be wiped out by the Demon Cult!"
His previous words were nothing, but when he said the last one, everyone was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, "Yes, even if the Murong family people say such nonsense, there is no basis for it, and it is so easy."
It's really weird to tell such a secret route in detail. If there is a mistake in the route, or if the Murong family simply conspires with the Demon Cult to lead everyone into a desperate place, wouldn't it mean that the whole army is wiped out?"
After being reminded by Song Qingshu, everyone's thoughts were flooded for a while, and the eyes towards Murong Fu and his party gradually changed.
Among them, Song Yuanqiao, Zhou Zhiruo, Yuan Ziyi and a few others have not changed much.
"Humph, you people are so kind-hearted. My young master is kind enough to tell you such precious news and maps. You don't know how to thank us, but you are suspicious of us. If you have the ability, go up the mountain yourself and see who regrets it in the end.
!" But Tingfeng couldn't stand it, and suddenly jumped forward, hands on hips and shouted.
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked at each other, with a trace of imperceptible shame flashing across their faces.
"Tingfeng, don't be rude!" Murong Fu called Tingfeng away, looked at Master Jiejie, and smiled faintly, "The Murong family was invited by Master Jiejie, but the Murong family has meager resources and cannot be good at fighting.
What a powerful force."
"Fortunately, the Murong family is quite well-informed in terms of information. I spent a lot of money to buy these information maps. I hope to contribute to this grand event. However, since you are concerned, I have nothing to say. You can just
Even if we attack according to the original plan, the Murong family will not fall behind you." (To be continued)