Zhao Min raised his head and glanced in the direction of the top of the tower, his expression became incomprehensible. After a while, he firmly shook his head, "No, I won't allow you to blow up the tower!"
"Sister, why are you doing this?" Wang Baobao was slightly startled and asked.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work!" Zhao Min looked unreasonable.
The soldier who reported the news stood aside, anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty?"
Wang Baobao waved his hand and said, "You go and give the order first, then just do as I said!"
"Yes!" The soldier was also extremely clever. Before Wang Baobao finished speaking, he took the order and turned around, without giving Zhao Min a chance to speak.
"Brother, you..." Zhao Min stamped his hand and pointed at Wang Baobao angrily, but he tried several times but nothing happened.
Although she is in charge of many masters in Prince Ruyang's palace, she is still a daughter. No matter how smart she is, Prince Ruyang cannot let her take charge of the military. Even masters like the two elders Xuanming and Prince Ruyang can't do it when Prince Ruyang is there.
Most of the time, I won't listen to her instructions.
"Minmin, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his sister's appearance, Wang Baobao was shocked and a little distressed at the same time. With a thought in his mind, he persuaded her nicely: "Minmin, you have killed all the people from the six major sects, and you must be credited for this."
The emperor allows you to break off the engagement. As for the martial arts of the six major sects, it is of no importance at all. On the contrary, if we let them go this time, then you will have wasted all your efforts!"
Not to mention how Wang Baobao and Zhao Min argued, when Murong Fu landed on the twelfth floor of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, he was stunned for a while, but he saw that all the disciples of the Emei Sect were still here, sitting cross-legged, with Qi flowing around their bodies.
Obviously it's a quick exercise.
"Hey, are you okay? Where is the great monk?" Yuan Ziyi noticed Murong Fu immediately and asked with a slightly happy face.
"What's going on with you?" Murong Fu frowned, his tone already a little angry, "Didn't I ask you to leave here first?"
Yuan Ziyi pursed her lips and glanced at Master Jue from the corner of her eyes.
When Master Miejie saw Murong Fu coming back alone, he was slightly stunned and seemed to be wondering where Pa Siba had gone.
"Fan Yao, tell me!" Murong Fu turned to look at Fan Yao who was standing aside.
Fan Yao spread his hands helplessly, "It's not that this old nun refuses to leave. She says that the Emei sect won't abandon their allies and run away alone in the face of battle. She insists on staying to recover her internal strength and then help you."
"As for you, you still want to help me. If there is no Yitian Sword, is it called extinction..." Murong Fu rolled his eyes and cursed secretly. He was about to say something when he saw Master Miejie suddenly reach out and tremble slightly.
Pointing at Fan Yao, he asked Murong Fu: "What did you just... call him?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing, and cursed "stupid" in his heart. He just said Fan Yao's name in a hurry, and if it was someone else, it would be fine, but the hatred between Master Miejie and the Ming Cult was as deep as the sea.
I'm afraid she remembers everyone in Mingjiao tightly in her heart.
Seeing Murong Fu's expression, Miejie Shitai was already eighty-nine percent sure. His face suddenly turned cold, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, "Kui Qian Ni had changed his mind a lot about you before, but I didn't expect that you would actually be in contact with the Demon Sect."
The demon colludes!"
Murong Fu looked slightly embarrassed, but before he could say anything, Fan Yao directly cursed: "You old nun is so unreasonable. If my Mingjiao were really a demon, what I just gave you wouldn't be an antidote, but a poison!"
When Master Miejie heard this, her face turned pale, but she immediately became extremely angry, "I will never receive any favor from the Demon Cult in my life. At worst, I will give you my life back, but before that
, a poor nun must first fulfill his duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao!"
"Master..." Murong Fu called out.
But at this time, Master Miejie would not listen. She tapped her toes on the ground and slapped Fan Yao with two palms.
"Hmph, you ungrateful old thief!" Fan Yao cursed and immediately raised his hand to fight back.
Master Miejie hated the people of the Ming Cult very much, especially since the person in front of him was Fan Yao, the bright right envoy of the Ming Cult, so he naturally used all his strength when he attacked.
Since Fan Yao met Murong Fu, everything has gone wrong, and he has inevitably accumulated a lot of depression in his heart. At this time, he was treated like this by Master Miejie. You can imagine the anger in his heart, and he was merciless in his attacks.
.
"Bang, bang, bang," there was a sound of fists and palms intersecting, and the fight between the two became intense, both using their own special skills.
However, because Master Miejie’s skills have not yet been fully restored, she was already at a disadvantage after just ten moves. The female disciples from Emei around her looked at Master Miejie nervously, and they would immediately all attack her as soon as she showed signs of defeat.
A swarming posture.
Murong Fu's expression changed slightly for a while, and finally he sighed slightly, "That's all, for Zhiruo's sake, I'll save your life!"
Immediately, his figure swayed, and he appeared between the two of them, just as they struck each other with palms.
When the two of them saw Murong Fu who suddenly appeared, they both involuntarily paused their movements. Murong Fu opened his hands and swept them to both sides. They heard two "puffs" and the two figures flew out at the same time.
"Mr. Murong, you also saw what happened. You can't blame me for this!" Fan Yao immediately opened his mouth to explain after standing firm, with a bit of resentment in his tone.
Master Miejie snorted coldly and looked at Murong Fu intently, "What do you mean?"
Murong Fu said to Master Jiejie with a gloomy face: "I brought the antidote to you. This Tutu was originally from Prince Ruyang's palace. After I caught him, I used a secret method to temporarily hold him hostage and asked him to help deliver the antidote."
, the situation is extremely urgent now, but you are still the leader of the sect, so you are so indifferent, do you want all these disciples to die here?"
Master Miejie looked at Murong Fu blankly, as if he was a little surprised that he dared to scold her like this. For a moment, the anger in his heart rose even more, and he said with a fierce expression: "Disciples of Emei, we are dedicated to eliminating demons and defending the Tao.
It’s my duty, as long as I can get rid of this devil, I won’t hesitate to kill them all!”
Hearing this, the expressions of many Emei disciples changed slightly, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed deep in their eyes, but they did not dare to say anything, especially Ding Minjun, whose expression had turned pale, and he glanced at Murong Fu from time to time.
Seems to be expecting something.
"Ha!" Murong Fu sneered, "Even if you agree, I don't think the white-browed old man from the noble sect will agree. I'm afraid you can't be the master!"
"What are you talking about? Could it be that... Uncle Taishi is here?" Taishi Jiejie felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and the anger in his heart was extinguished.
Murong Fu nodded, "Yes, don't blame me for not reminding you, it is the white-browed old man who is stopping the great lama now!"
Master Miejie hesitated for a long time, glanced at Fan Yao fiercely, and was about to nod, when a loud "bang" sound shook the world, and then the building began to shake violently.
All the Emei disciples were so shocked that their faces turned pale, including Fan Yao and Master Miejie.
"This... this is *, they are actually going to blow up the Thousand Buddha Pagoda!" Fan Yao suddenly woke up and said loudly.
"What a good Zhao Min, how cruel he is!" Murong Fu was secretly angry, and his mind was spinning rapidly.
There was another loud "boom", and the floor shook more violently, and it even felt like the earth was turning upside down.
Murong Fu swayed, picked up Yuan Ziyi who was not far away, and broke out of the window at an extremely fast speed.
When they came out of the Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, they saw flames shooting into the sky in Wan'an Temple, and a scream of screams came from the bottom of the Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.
The height of more than twenty feet is not difficult for his Qinggong.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fell to the ground. Just as Murong Fu wanted to let go of Yuan Ziyi, he found that she was holding her waist tightly with her hands, her face was pale, and she looked like she was in shock, which was very pitiful.
"How are you? I have to save other people, so you should find a place to hide first!" Murong Fu had no time to waste time here. After all, he didn't know how Zhou Zhiruo and Huo Qingtong were doing now.
Leaving Yuan Ziyi aside, Murong Fu came to the foot of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda. At this time, the Mongolian soldiers had already retreated far away, leaving only the remaining disciples of the six sects who came to rescue, the Mingjiao headquarters led by Zhang Wuji, and Zhou Zhiruo and Huo Qingtong.
people.
Murong Fu was naturally relieved to see that the two girls were fine, but what surprised him was that He Taichong and half of his disciples from the Kunlun Sect were also here.
Everyone was looking at the fire in front of them in bewilderment, with expressions of fear, sadness, or luck.
"Brother Murong!" Seeing Murong Fu's arrival, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have found a backbone, and hurriedly threw herself into Murong Fu's arms, shaking his shoulders, "Brother Murong, please save the master quickly, save the master quickly, Zhiruo
I beg you!"
Murong Fu's heart softened and he said warmly: "Okay, okay, don't panic, they are fine for now!"
"Little friend!" At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's voice came over, and everyone followed the sound and saw Zhang Sanfeng holding a woman in one hand and running towards him from a short distance away.
"Little friend, Brother Baimei has held back Ba Siba. The old Taoist needs my help, and he will be rewarded in the future!" Zhang Sanfeng put down the Emei disciple in his hand and explained quickly.
Murong Fu's expression changed, and he smiled slightly and said: "The boy's internal strength is almost exhausted, there is really nothing he can do!"
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, but immediately said: "There are too many people trapped in the tower now, and the fire has burned to the sixth or seventh floor. There is really no time to delay. In this way, the old Taoist has a pill
, it is very helpful in restoring internal strength, you can give it to your children!”
Zhang Sanfeng took out a rather delicate sandalwood box from his arms and handed it to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was slightly startled, "What about the elixir?" But he still reached out and took it.
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching sound of "bang bang" was heard, and the Thousand Buddha Pagoda was tilted towards the crowd, and the speed was still accelerating! (To be continued)