Before he finished speaking, Xie Xun interrupted, "How can I, an old blind man, be a leader?"
Immediately, he knelt on his knees and performed a great ceremony of kneeling and bowing, "Xie Xun, the Protector of the Ming Cult, came to see the leader and failed to bow in time. I hope the leader will forgive me!"
Zhang Wuji was so anxious that he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, saying, "My adopted father is like my biological father. I must not mess up Gangchang like this. The reason why the child does not want to reveal his identity is because he is afraid that his adopted father will also salute me."
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"Nonsense, what's wrong with Gangchang? The king is the king and the father is the father, let's discuss it separately!" After saying that, he insisted on bowing to Zhang Wuji one more time before he gave up.
Zhang Wuji had no choice but to turn his body to one side and accepted half of his courtesy.
After the two saluted, Murong Fu put his hands on his hands and smiled, "You, father and son, have been separated for many years, and today you are reunited. The four great guardian Dharma kings of Mingjiao have reappeared in the world, and Mr. Zhang is commanding the heroes. It can be said that we are blessed with three blessings!"
Hearing the words "Four Great Protector of Dharma Kings", Xie Xun looked slightly sad and sighed, "I don't know if Mrs. Han can escape this disaster. By the way, Mr. Murong has decided to work with the Persian Archbishop.
Do you have any plans to fight to the end?"
Murong Fu's face moved slightly, and he pondered for a while and said, "As for the plan, it's hard to say. We can only block it with soldiers and water with earth. It's embarrassing to say that I don't know the details of the other party at all."
"That's easy to say," Xie Xun said at the right time, "Persian Chief Sect, under the leader, there are Twelve Treasure Tree Kings..."
Then he told Murong Fu the message he had explained to Zhang Wuji before, and finally added, "As far as I know, under normal circumstances, at most three of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings can leave the head teacher at the same time, but
The situation is very different this time. The leader of the Persian Archbishop is dead, so it is difficult to estimate how many people will come."
"How did you know that the leader was dead?" Zhao Min suddenly asked.
"Who is this girl?" Xie Xun frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the sound.
"I am..." Zhao Min almost blurted out that he was the princess of Dayuan, but he immediately remembered that the person in front of him was the life and death enemy of Dayuan. If he said it, he was afraid that there would be another incident, and he changed his words again.
Cheng, "This little maid is just a maid beside Mr. Murong!"
"Amazing, amazing!" Xie Xun was immediately surprised and exclaimed, "A maid from the Murong family can have such superb internal skills. The Murong family is well-deserved. The person next to the young master must be the wife?"
He had already noticed that in addition to Murong Fu, there was an extremely energetic master in the room. His skills were not inferior to his own at all, but he had an air of femininity about him, so he guessed that she was the mistress of the Murong family.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room had different expressions. Murong Fu looked at Zhao Min with a half-smile, and then at Zhou Zhiruo. Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red, and she felt a little at a loss, while Zhao Min didn't have a good expression.
, why in the blink of an eye, the identities of myself and Zhou Zhiruo were completely different, and I hated Xie Xun for no reason.
Zhang Wuji was quite embarrassed, and hurriedly explained, "Father, the person sitting next to Mr. Murong is Miss Zhou, the new head of Emei."
Although Zhou Zhiruo wanted to admit the identity mentioned by Xie Xun, but there were many eyes at the moment, and it was not appropriate for her relationship with Murong Fu to be made public, so he simply took advantage of the situation and said, "Yes, the little girl is not talented. It is Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, not
The mistress of the Murong family...!"
When Xie Xun heard the word "Emei", his expression immediately changed and he said to Zhang Wuji in a deep voice, "I heard from Mrs. Han earlier that a few months ago, the Emei sect gathered six sects and besieged Guangmingding. Is this possible?"
"Ah!" Zhang Wuji was shocked and couldn't help cursing himself for talking too much. He had just forgotten that Emei and the Mingjiao were serious enemies. Although his adoptive father did not know the situation yet, Dai Qisi's few words were enough to make him hate him.
Went to Emei.
Before Zhang Wuji could speak, Zhou Zhiruo said coldly, "Yes, it is indeed me, Emei, who started the war with the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult has done countless evil things in the world over the years. The Green Winged Bat King sucks blood at every turn."
, you are no different from the devil. You have bloodbathed countless sects in the martial arts world. Over the years, the great demon Yang Xiao has intensified his efforts and harmed many Emei disciples. Humph, if it were not for Mr. Murong’s sake, I would have had your head mutilated long ago.
Place!"
She spoke in rapid succession, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Xie Xun was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Xie Xun did do a lot of evil things back then. They couldn't find me, so naturally they had to go to Guangmingding. I was also blamed for this, but Yang Zuoshi and the Emei faction
What's the grudge? As far as I know, Yang Zuoshi is definitely not someone who makes trouble out of nothing."
"Humph!" Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly and did not answer.
A complicated look flashed across Zhang Wuji's face, and he whispered in Xie Xun's ear, "He is such a foster father..."
Then he briefly told the story between Emei Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao.
After hearing this, Xie Xun was speechless for a long time. After a long while, he stood up and bowed to Zhou Zhiruo, "Xie Xun was reckless in this matter. I apologize here. If the girl still has any resentment, you can come to me.
I promise you will never fight back!"
"Father!" Zhang Wuji was shocked. He hurriedly jumped in front of Xie Xun, cupped his hands and said, "Zhou... Miss Zhou, my father's debt is repaid by his son. If you really want to do something to your foster father, you should let the next generation take it for you."
"Oh, now we have a good show. The dragon-slaying sword versus the Yitian Sword, I don't know who is more powerful." Zhao Min clapped his hands and praised him as if he was not afraid of trouble, and pointed out that the Yitian Sword was in Zhou Zhiruo's hand.
Zhou Zhiruo was slightly moved in her heart, should she take this opportunity to snatch the dragon-slaying knife? She glanced at Murong Fu from the corner of her eye, but saw that he also looked like an old god, and seemed to have nothing to do with him at all.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Zhiruo finally shook her head and said coldly, "The only person who has a grudge against Emei is Yang Xiao and his minions, and it has nothing to do with you two."
"This..." Xie Xun was stunned, feeling a little regretful. He originally heard that Yitian Sword was in Zhou Zhiruo's hand, and wanted to fight her first, no matter whether he won or lost, and then kill himself. Unexpectedly, his plan failed. But now that he learned that Yitian
If the sword falls, it's not like there's no chance.
Because he had been studying the Dragon Sword on a desert island for more than 20 years, he still could not figure out its secrets. He couldn't help but guess that the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Sword were as famous as each other, and whether the secret could only be solved after gathering the swords.
The next time he returned to the Central Plains with Dai Qisi, it might not be because of the Yitian Sword.
Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. He had just said those words. He was really a little afraid that Zhou Zhiruo would take action. Thinking of dealing with him, he suddenly became merciless. His thoughts changed, "Does she still remember the fate of Hanshui back then?"
For a moment, everyone had different thoughts, and then Murong Fu brought the topic back, "Everyone, now that we are facing a powerful enemy, we should work together and send the Persian chief minister first before talking about anything else."
"Mr. Murong's words are reasonable," Zhang Wuji agreed, "Now that we are all in the same boat, let's put aside our past grudges for the time being. Before retreating from the enemy, I am willing to obey Mr. Murong's orders."
"So is Xie!" Xie Xun added. Although Zhang Wuji excluded him intentionally or unintentionally, he really wanted to do his best for Dai Qisi.
"I have no problem!" Zhou Zhiruo said calmly.
"That's good. During this period, if I find anyone making any small moves, don't blame me for being unkind!" After saying that, Murong Fu gave Zhao Min a pointed look.
Among the people present, Zhou Zhiruo was not worried. Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji thought that nothing would happen to Dai Qisi. The only person in the room who was most unpredictable to him was Zhao Min.
Zhao Min knew what Murong Fu meant, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything more.
"Mr. Murong, can I come in?" At this time, Dai Qisi's voice came from outside the house.
Murong Fu's expression changed, "Please come in!"
"I want to talk to the young master alone, is that okay?" As soon as Dai Qisi entered the room, her eyes first rested on Xie Xun for a moment, and then she looked at Murong Fu and said.
"Then Xie will resign first!" Xie Xun pondered for a moment, then stood up and said.
Once he leaves, Zhang Wuji will not stay.
"Master Zhou, you..."
Before Murong Fu finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo stood up and walked out.
Although Zhao Min was unwilling in her heart, she couldn't find any excuse to stay at this moment, so she had no choice but to leave the house angrily.
After a while, only Murong Fu and Dai Qisi were left in the room, plus a seriously injured Zhu'er who was unconscious, and a Moonlighter who couldn't move.
Murong Fu flicked his fingers, and a powerful force penetrated into Hui Yue Shi's body, and she also fell asleep.
"Is there anything you can say?" Murong Fu said calmly.
"Mr. Murong, I would like to ask you, how did you know my identity?" Dai Qisi was silent for a moment, and then asked the question she wanted to ask the most.
"Am I telling you that I already know this period of history?" Murong Fu thought to himself, but he said, "This matter is not difficult. The Murong family has a rich collection of martial arts books, some of which introduce Persian martial arts.
It is mentioned that there is a Zoroastrian religion in Persia, and the position of its leader can only be inherited by a woman, and she must be an unmarried virgin..."
Murong Fu couldn't think of anything to say, so he had to blame it again on the mysterious "martial arts collection" at home, and he said it with 70% true and 30% false.
Dai Qisi didn't take it seriously at first, but when she heard the following words, especially the words "Zoroastrian Cult", she immediately became serious. It wasn't until Murong Fu finished speaking that she sighed slightly, "No wonder the young master can defeat Feng Yun in just a few moves."
On the third day of the month, it turns out that the young master has even dabbled in Persian martial arts. This is evident from the fact that the Murong family is very knowledgeable in martial arts. And the Zoroastrianism you are talking about is the predecessor of the Persian Ming Cult."
Murong Fu curled his lips secretly. He was able to defeat the three Fengyun Yue envoys with several moves. In addition to his own profound skills, the main reason was that he had been observing for a long time and had already anticipated the flaws in the three people's martial arts.