His face was extremely stern, and even Ting Feng, who had always been lively, was too frightened to say anything.
Feng Bo evil's body trembled, and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, "Feng Bo evil knows his mistake and lets the young master handle it. I just ask the young master not to drive me out of Murong's house!"
"Young Master, please calm down. The fourth master just didn't understand the reason for the moment and had no intention of disobeying the Young Master." Lian Xing softly begged for mercy.
Murong Fu was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly, "Okay, I will punish you after you return from this trip, go to the archives and memorize all the archives."
"Ah!" Feng BoE was shocked, and then a bitter look appeared on his face, "Sir, no, you'd better kill me, I don't want to go to the archives!"
He looked funny, which made Tingfeng Jiao laugh again and again, and said with some gloating: "Fourth Master, don't be dissatisfied, the young master will punish you so lightly!"
"Go, go, let's play. What do you know? I'm not afraid of anything. I'm just afraid of studying. It's more uncomfortable than killing me." Feng Boxie looked like he was about to cry without tears.
"Fourth Master, I'm not telling you that you are a very old man, but you haven't even married a wife, so you should study more!" Lianxing, who had always been gentle and elegant, actually made an unprecedented joke.
For a while, the atmosphere in the tent gradually relaxed.
Murong Fu glanced at Feng BoE angrily, "Get up, why are you kneeling down?"
Feng BoEi didn't move, and called out with a hint of pity, "Young Master..."
Murong Fu shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, let's copy the dossier instead. We won't do it next time."
Feng BoE was overjoyed and said, "Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Master!"
In fact, Murong Fu was not angry at being contradicted by Feng Bo evil, but because he suddenly realized that the Murong family was a martial arts family after all, and many of them would first talk about chivalry and distinguish between good and evil. In this case, if someone
On that day, if Murong Fu’s orders were slightly unkind, wouldn’t he have to disobey them on the spot?
This is where the problem comes into play, and the trouble is taught a lesson, which can be regarded as prevention. As for how much effect it can have, it is unknown.
"Sir, what should we do in tomorrow's battle?" It was Lianxing who brought the conversation to the main topic.
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, "Now that Mongolia is powerful, Mingjiao is in a key position to resist Mongolia. It can buy us a lot of time, and it must not be destroyed. So you can't put in too much effort tomorrow, just do whatever you want, and if
In the end, the Mingjiao was defeated, and you still had to help us secretly."
"Yes, Young Master!" Everyone responded in unison. After thinking for a moment, they suddenly realized that the Young Master had actually thought of using the Ming Cult to contain Mongolia. They couldn't help but secretly praise, "Young Master is indeed far-sighted!".
At this time, Hong Lingbo's crisp voice came from outside the tent, "I would like to inform you, Master, that the person you sent out to find out the news is back!"
"Oh? Let them in quickly!" Murong Fu replied immediately.
Not long after, several outer disciples walked into the camp. After bowing, the leading disciple said: "Young Master, we have explored the two hundred miles around Guangmingding, and no trace of the army was found. Later, my subordinate
I ventured to explore further and finally found signs of military garrison nearly three hundred miles away."
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many people are there? Can they find their hiding place?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have many manpower and the time is too short. I haven't found them, but the number should be around five thousand."
Lian Xing and others looked at Murong Fu inexplicably.
Murong Fu frowned slightly and murmured: "Five thousand? No more, no less. It is easy to hide, and it happens to be able to surround the six sects. Zhao Min is good at planning."
The outer disciples of the Murong family have all been taught more or less common sense about the army. After all, in the event of a war, these people will be the core force in the army. Since they said five thousand, there is a certain basis for it.
"Okay, I'll record my merits for you when I go back. Now go and have a rest. Tomorrow morning, you will be out of the range of 300 miles from Guangmingding." Murong Fu pondered for a while and then ordered.
"Thank you so much, sir!" All the disciples' faces were filled with joy. After thanking him in unison, they turned around and left the camp.
"Sir, you just said that Zhao Min was the one who took the master away unconsciously in the restaurant last time?" Tingfeng asked.
Lian Xing, Yao Yue and Feng Bo E were immediately shocked. Lian Xing Xiumei frowned slightly, "What did you do to eat that you let the young master be knocked out and taken away?"
Although she is gentle and polite to others, she is very strict with her sister. If you want to ask who Tingfeng fears the most among the two sisters, it is not Yaoyue but Lianxing. She hurriedly explained:
"Sister, Xiaoxue and I were about to fight that group of people, but the young master suddenly sent a message and told us a location and asked us to go there to wait for him. Only then did we realize that the young master was pretending to be faint, and that's why we took advantage of the plan."
"Yes, yes, young master can testify!" Fubuki added.
Lian Xing's face softened slightly, but he still glared at the two of them, "You are so ignorant that you let the young master go into danger alone!"
Tingfeng pouted and did not dare to reply. He looked at Murong Fu pitifully with his big eyes.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Okay Lianxing, I don't blame them for this, and with my martial arts, I can't go anywhere in the world, not to mention that the young master is invulnerable to all poisons, even Shixiang..."
Midway through his words, Murong Fu suddenly paused. After a while, he raised his head and shouted outside: "Ling Bo!"
"Disciple is here!" Hong Lingbo did not enter the tent, but responded outside.
"Go find seven empty medicine bottles!" Murong Fu ordered.
Not long after, Hong Lingbo walked into the tent carrying seven small medicine bottles.
After putting down the plate, she turned to leave, but Murong Fu said, "You stay too!"
Lianxing and others didn't know what Murong Fu was going to do, so they could only watch quietly.
I saw Murong Fu stretching out his left index finger, but he didn't move. Suddenly, a small opening was opened at the tip of his finger, as if it had been cut by a long sword. However, the blood condensed but did not disperse, and a faint fragrance slowly dispersed.
open.
"Young Master!" The four Lianxing girls couldn't help but shout in unison.
Murong Fu waved his hand and didn't say much. Instead, he used his inner strength to force out the blood essence and put a drop into each vial.
After everything was done, he slowly said: "This is the holy antidote. Each of you should take a bottle with you and seal it with your inner strength. It will be useful."
Several people immediately looked at each other. Hong Lingbo was both shocked and curious, and blurted out: "Master's blood can be used as an antidote?"
The four Lianxing girls all glared at her. Hong Lingbo realized that he had made a mistake and quickly lowered his head in fear, not daring to ask any more questions.
Then the six people stepped forward as instructed and each took a vial.
There was only one vial left on the plate, so Murong Fu picked it up and put it in his arms, intending to leave it to Zhou Zhiruo.
The next day dawned, the sun was bright and the breeze was blowing.
Except for the Emei sect, all the major sects have gathered at the mouth of the valley.
Murong Fu took the four girls Lian Xing, Feng Bo evil, Hong Lingbo and others to stand together with the Wudang sect.
Among the Seven Wudang Sons, in addition to Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Mo Shenggu, and Yin Liting also came here. After being introduced by Song Yuanqiao, the three of them immediately respected Murong Fu. Like Song Yuanqiao, they all chose him.
Discuss friendship among peers.
Murong Fu didn't pay much attention to these, but took the opportunity to discuss Wudang swordsmanship with them. The four Wudang disciples had different personalities, but one thing they learned from Zhang Sanfeng was that they would not be self-conscious about their understanding of Wudang swordsmanship.
On the way, he started discussing with Murong Fu without hiding any secrets, and they had a great time chatting with each other.
Disciples from other sects gathered together in twos and threes, discussing in low voices why the people from the Emei sect hadn't arrived yet.
Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly, "We clearly made an appointment to meet at Mao hour and set off at Chen hour, but now it's Chen hour, and the people from the Emei sect haven't come yet. Could something have happened?"
Murong Fu shook his head indifferently, "Who knows, but it's definitely not a big deal."
Song Qingshu's eyes flashed slightly and he stepped forward and said, "Dad, the Emei Sect is all female disciples. Maybe they need to freshen up and spend more time."
Song Yuanqiao shook his head slowly, "Otherwise, Master Miejie has always hated evil and was very active in exterminating the demon sect. He will definitely not procrastinate on such trivial matters."
Although everyone in the Wudang Sect felt strange, it was hard to send anyone to take a look. After all, they were a large group of women. If they went there rashly at this time, if they saw something they shouldn't have seen, wouldn't they be regarded as cheating?
Disciple? Your reputation will be ruined in your lifetime.
After about a stick of incense passed by, Song Yuanqiao finally looked at Murong Fu and said, "Master, can you send your maid to ask a question, so that if something really happens, we can respond in time."
Murong Fu nodded, turned to look at Lian Xing, and was about to speak when a commotion came from the mouth of the valley, "It's coming, it's coming, it's finally here!"
Murong Fu looked towards the mouth of the valley and saw Master Miejie leading about 300 female disciples towards the mouth of the valley in a mighty manner.
The disciples of each sect involuntarily made way for a passage in the middle. However, Master Jue did not go to the front. Instead, he turned around and came to the front of the Wudang sect.
Song Yuanqiao was about to come forward to talk, Master Miejie snorted, avoided Song Yuanqiao directly, came to Murong Fu, and said in a deep voice: "As for Zhiruo, after this battle is over, I will argue with you again, you are the best
It’s better not to die in the war.”
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that Miejie Shitai's face was gloomy and her eyes were red, which were obviously symptoms of severe anger.
Behind Master Miejie stood Yuan Ziyi and Zhou Zhiruo. Yuan Ziyi had a complexion covering his face and could not see any expression, but Zhou Zhiruo next to him had red eyes, a sad expression, and two faint traces of tears at the corners of his eyes.
Murong Fu thought for a moment and realized that the secret meeting with Zhou Zhiruo last night must have been known by Jiejie. He couldn't help turning his head and glared at Song Qingshu. Only three people knew about what happened last night. Zhou Zhiruo couldn't tell, so it was obviously Song Qingshu.