"Four prisoners?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and after a while he came to his senses and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll freshen up and go over there!"
He and Dongfang Qing had not slept a wink for several days and nights, and had not even taken a step outside the hut. They were already unkempt and quite slovenly.
"Master, let Xiao Hong serve you!" Xiao Hong immediately stepped forward and helped Murong Fu wash up.
About a quarter of an hour later, Murong Fu finished washing himself and returned to his elegant and suave appearance, which made Xiao Hong blush frequently.
When I walked out of the house, a slight chill hit my face. Looking around, I could only see a vast expanse of white. It was approaching the depth of winter, and Miaojiang finally had the smell of winter.
Murong Fu's true essence started operating automatically, driving away a little bit of the chill. He suddenly turned his head and shouted towards the corner of the room, "Who is there? Come out!"
After a while, a blue figure stood up slowly. She was wearing a blue and white floral dress. It was Lan Phoenix. However, she looked haggard at this time, and she did not look like the charming big fairy she used to be. Her steps were also hesitant.
In front of him, he seemed to be hesitating about something.
Murong Fu looked thoughtful in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "What's wrong, Lan'er? She doesn't come over to salute her husband when she sees her. This is against the family law. She should be spanked thirty times!"
"Bah!" Lan Fenghuang immediately spat like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, and his figure shook. A black whip suddenly came out of his hand, and it was wrapped in strong wind and whipped towards Murong Fu's neck.
Murong Fu had a faint smile on his face, his expression did not change at all, and his body shape never moved even an inch.
I saw that the black whip was coming with great force, but when it was about to touch Murong Fu's body, it suddenly deflected a few seconds and hit the ground beside Murong Fu with a "chi" sound.
"Why don't you hide?" Lan Fenghuang glared at him angrily and asked.
"I know my Lan'er will never hurt me!" Murong Fu said with a tender look on his face.
"Don't scream. If Dongfang... Dongfang Cult Master hears it, he will definitely not be able to get around me!" Lan Phoenix turned his head and snorted, saying with a sour taste in his mouth.
Now everyone in Heimuya knows the fact that Dongfang Bubai is born as a girl, but Lan Fenghuang knows that Murong Fu stayed in Dongfang Qing's boudoir for more than half a month. It is impossible for the two of them to say that there is nothing fishy.
"It doesn't matter, if she can't get around you, I can't get around her either!" Murong Fu didn't know what shame was, so he stepped forward and took Lan Fenghuang into his arms, saying with a thorn in his mouth.
"Really?" Lan Fenghuang struggled for a few times to no avail, then gave up the struggle, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Young master, please respect yourself. How can you humiliate a weak woman like this in broad daylight?"
"Lan'er, are you jealous?" Murong Fu asked with a smile, and then explained, "Don't get me wrong, Qing'er... oh, your Dongfang Cult Leader, he is healing me these days."
"Healing?" Lan Fenghuang was slightly startled.
"Yes, the injuries I suffered that day were so serious that I almost died. That's why I have been recovering from my injuries for so long." Murong Fu nodded, and then told Lan Fenghuang everything that happened in these days. Of course, about his relationship with Dongfang Qing.
Some details of the space are naturally omitted.
"So how are you now? Are you feeling better?" After hearing this, Lan Fenghuang's pretty face immediately became anxious again, and his hands were stroking around Murong Fu's body.
"Okay! Now that my inner strength has been fully restored, and the three corpse brain pills have been removed, I feel better than ever." Murong Fu said with a loud smile.
"That's good!" Lan Fenghuang's face suddenly turned slightly gloomy for some reason.
"Lan'er, I have something to ask you for help!" Murong Fu changed the subject and said rather politely.
"What's the matter? Just tell me!" Lan Fenghuang suddenly became energetic and blinked his eyes and asked.
"My Murong family has a Medicine King Palace, but it still lacks a deputy palace master. I would like to ask you to take the position!"
"Ah!" Lan Fenghuang had finished eating a little, his mouth was covered slightly, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Murong Fu thought she was unwilling, so he immediately added, "Don't worry, while you serve as the deputy master of the Medicine King Palace, you can still serve as the leader of the Five Poison Sect. When you have time, help me with the guidance of the Medicine King Palace."
The disciple’s poisonous tactics.”
"I'm willing to do it, and I will try my best to help you!" To Murong Fu's surprise, after Lan Fenghuang came to his senses, he agreed without hesitation.
"Thank you, Lan'er!" Murong Fu hugged the soft and delicate body in his arms tightly.
"Okay, okay, I'll say thank you later. Don't you have something to do? Go quickly!" Lan Fenghuang was afraid that he would mess up, so he twisted his waist and slid out like a fish, waving his hands and saying.
Murong Fu then remembered that Ren Woxing and others were still waiting in the lobby, so he had no choice but to let the little goblin go, smiled slightly, and turned around to leave.
Arriving at the hall, when he saw the situation clearly, Murong Fu couldn't help but stayed for a moment. He saw that the room was completely dark, filled with elite disciples of the Sun and Moon God Sect. They were all good at martial arts. They formed a circle, with four people in the middle.
The people were all tied up and unkempt, including Ren Woxingyi, Linghu Chong, Ren Yingying, Xiang Wentian and others.
"Do you need to be so nervous..." Murong Fu was speechless. Among the four, Linghu Chong was the only one who still had some fighting strength. But if Ren Yingying didn't leave, he wouldn't leave either. There was no need to be so prepared.
"Ahem," Murong Fu coughed dryly, attracting everyone's attention, and raised his voice to the disciples, "You all can get out!"
The disciples looked back and were stunned. He turned out to be a scholar who had no power to restrain a chicken. The captain frowned slightly and stepped forward and said, "Master Qi, these four people are all very famous people in the world.
, the martial arts are very good, especially the oldest old man, the martial arts is extremely high, if only the young master is left here, we will feel uneasy."
This is no wonder for them. Today, Murong Fu's true energy is restrained. To others, they would only think that he is an extremely ordinary scholar. Apart from his good-looking appearance, there is no internal energy fluctuation in his body. It is just Dongfang Qing's order to them.
Not daring to disobey, he spoke to Murong Fu politely.
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they won't be able to cause any trouble."
"But..." The team leader wanted to say more, but Murong Fu suddenly shouted, "Get out!"
When the time came, all the disciples felt their eardrums vibrating, their chests felt tight and nauseated, and they couldn't help but turn pale with shock. They never expected that the "scholar" in front of them was also a humble master. They hurriedly bowed their hands and bowed, and hurriedly exited the hall.
After everyone left, Murong Fu took a closer look at the people in the hall. Ren Woxing's eyes were cloudy, his face was gray, his hair and beard were messy, and he was dying. Who knows, but he would be regarded as a dying old man.
Linghu Chong and Xiang Wentian were slightly better. Although they were also described as embarrassed, their faces were quite good and their breathing was even and long. It was obvious that their injuries had recovered during these days in prison.
As for Ren Yingying... Murong Fu turned his head and looked around, and was stunned immediately. However, seeing Ren Yingying at this moment, her skin was still as white as before, but her eyebrows were drooped, her face was full of sorrow, and her small cherry mouth was slightly white.
I saw a look of pity. Of course, what really made Murong Fu lose his composure was her breasts that were swollen by the rope.
"I don't know who tied him up, he is so... so talented!" Murong Fu couldn't help but admire in his heart, and couldn't look away for a long time.
"Hmph..." Ren Yingying seemed to be burned by Murong Fu's burning eyes, a blush flashed on her face, she hurriedly lowered her head, her lips opened and closed slightly, but she did not make any sound.
Looking at the shape of his lips, Murong Fu knew that he had been scolded as a "disciple" again. His old face blushed slightly, and then he turned his gaze to Linghu Chong, with a serious expression on his face, he said, "Young Master Linghu, I don't want to be with you.
You are in trouble, as long as you promise not to spread the word about what happened in the valley that day, you can come down the mountain immediately."
A complex look flashed across Linghu Chong's face, and after a long silence he said, "I don't want to be in trouble with Master Murong. As long as Master Murong lets Yingying and Brother Xiang go, Linghu Chong will die without any complaints."
"You..." Murong Fu was slightly angry, "Do you know who are the people around you? Have you thought about the consequences of protecting them like this?"
"Haha," a deep sadness flashed through Linghu Chong's eyes, but he said with a smile, "Good and evil are like floating clouds to me. You may say that I don't know right from wrong, or that I am willing to degenerate. To this day, I, Linghu Chong, am still
Do you care about the reputation of good or evil?"
"Then have you ever thought about the reputation of the Huashan Sect?" Murong Fuhu asked quietly, "Have you ever thought about the teachings of Master Ning Nuxia when you left Huashan? To this day, how much do you still remember?"
Then, without waiting for Linghu Chong to speak, Murong Fu asked eloquently, "Although Linghu Chong acted unruly in the past, he still had a strong balance in his heart and followed the principle of chivalry in everything. But what about now?"
"Ren Woxing is a well-known devil in the world, and you actually plan to help him regain control of the Sun Moon God Sect. Have you ever thought about how many people in the world will die once he takes power? Not to mention Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying.
Yes, I have been using you from the beginning, but you actually pretended not to know, you are simply helping the evil!"
When Linghu Chong heard the word "Master's Wife", he felt extremely guilty in his heart. Then when he heard Murong Fu's repeated questions, his mind was buzzing and he couldn't help but ask himself, "Am I really wrong? Master's Wife, I am really wrong.
Yet?"
"Brother Chong! Brother Chong!" Seeing Linghu Chong's dull expression, Ren Yingying shouted hurriedly, "Don't listen to his nonsense. This man is in cahoots with Dongfang Bubai. He is a top-notch demon in the world. You must not be disturbed by him.
mind!"
At this moment, Ren Woxing snorted coldly, "A descendant of the Murong family actually used such evil skills to humiliate a young person!"
The voice carried the slightest force into Linghu Chong's ears. Linghu Chong was shaken, and he immediately woke up. A trace of fear flashed across his face, and the eyes he looked at Murong Fu no longer had any reverence, but only indifference.
Murong Fu couldn't help but shook his head secretly. The reason why he said this to bewitch Linghu Chong was just to trick him into going down the mountain and spare his life. Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by Ren Yingying.