"Will he miss me?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Definitely, definitely."
After Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji left, Murong Fu's eyes fell on Xiao Zhao. I don't know if it was because of his own guilty conscience, but he always felt that Xiao Zhao was a little strange today. If he had disappeared all night under normal circumstances, he would have expressed his concern and concern at this time.
You should be prepared, but Xiao Zhao has been absent-minded since entering the house, looking quite preoccupied.
He immediately said, "Xiao Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you worried?"
Xiao Zhao said "Ah" and seemed to have come back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "Young Master, I'm fine, but it's your injury..."
A strange color flashed across Murong Fu's eyes, and he smiled slightly, "It's a small injury, but it's not a serious problem. It's not like you don't know the master's ability to recover."
Xiao Zhao immediately showed a hint of anger, "Young Master is indeed very powerful, but you left without saying a word, which made Xiao Zhao very worried."
A trace of shame flashed across Murong Fu's face, and he stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Zhao, but she avoided her without leaving any trace, and snorted, "My mother is not feeling well, and Xiao Zhao has to go take care of her."
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After saying that, he ran out quickly.
Murong Fu looked at her back blankly, with a lingering uneasy feeling in his heart.
About two or three hours later, Murong Fu and his party finally prepared all the materials and personnel, and were about to set off.
"Brother," at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo ran in anxiously in Murong Fu's room and said as soon as he opened his mouth, "aren't we really going to seize the dragon-slaying knife? With it, the trip to Xiake Island will be much longer.
I’m very sure, and if you really want to forge a divine sword, you have to choose the Dragon Slaying Sword.”
It turned out that after she was preparing to go to sea, she suddenly learned that Murong Fu actually let Xie Xun and his son leave, so she came to Murong Fu to inquire.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then secretly sighed. It seemed that this girl had been poisoned by the old nun. She actually believed that there was such a magic sword in the world. However, he couldn't throw cold water on her, so he had to obey.
Following her words, she said, "Zhiruo, if Xiake Island is really making swords, they haven't taken away the dragon-slaying sword for so many years, and they haven't even taken care of the Yitian Sword. Obviously they have found some substitute, or maybe
For some reason the sword-making failed.
"No matter which one it is, the dragon-slaying knife is not important to us, but if we offend the Mingjiao at this moment, it is extremely inappropriate. We..."
Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then Ding Minjun's voice was heard, "I would like to report to the master, Mr. Murong, the wise king of the Ming Cult of Persia, to see you."
"King of Wisdom? Are they still not going to give up?" Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he immediately thought that the Persian Ming Cult was here to arrest him.
"How many people did they come?" Zhou Zhiruo asked at this time.
"Back to the head, there are only two of us."
Ding Minjun said something that surprised both Murong Fu and Murong Fu. They looked at each other and Murong Fu walked out first, "Go and have a look."
Arriving on the deck, Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw two figures, one tall and one short, standing on the pier. The tall man was tall and muscular, and he looked mighty. He was none other than King Ju Ming, and the short one was King Ju Ming.
A thin little monk, who is he if he is not the King of Wisdom?
"Hahaha," Murong Fu laughed loudly, "Did you two know that I am about to leave, so you came here to see me off?"
"Hmph!" King Ju Ming snorted rather disdainfully without saying a word.
The King of Wisdom smiled slightly, put one hand on his chest and saluted, and said, "Young Master knows things like a god. We indeed heard that Young Master will be leaving soon, and came here to see him off. However, we are not the ones seeing him off.
, but the second elder, Mr. Assassin.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a low cliff on the far shore.
"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his brows slightly and turned around to look. He could indeed vaguely see a black figure there. He couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. His thoughts began to spin rapidly. Should he run away or fight?
"Lord Assassin said that if you want to know the secret of Yin and Yang, you might as well go over and talk about it. Maybe the matter is not as serious as you think." King Wisdom seemed to know what Murong Fu was thinking, and did not wait for him to refuse.
, then said quietly.
"Is that so..." Murong Fu murmured, looked at the King of Wisdom thoughtfully, and then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go and see what he has to say."
As he spoke, he secretly made a gesture to Zhou Zhiruo, and immediately he didn't move, and he was already standing in front of the two Wisdom Kings.
King Wisdom was greatly surprised. He had not fought with Murong Fu last night. Although he knew that his martial arts was powerful, he did not expect that he was so powerful.
"It's no wonder he made such a decision." King Wisdom thought secretly, without showing any flaws on his face, he made a very polite gesture of invitation, "Master, please."
Not long after, Murong Fu followed King Wisdom and King Ju Ming to the cliff just pointed out. He saw a tall figure standing with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black and red cloak, fluttering in the sea breeze. He did not wear a black crown on his head, but a student.
As is customary for the Han people, their long dark red hair is pulled into a bun.
"Lord Assassin, Master Murong has been brought here." King Wisdom came behind Assassin, bowed his head and said.
"Okay, you can go down now!" Assassin said without looking back, his voice was still neutral and calm, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female.
King Wisdom and King Juming responded, turned around and left.
But at this moment, Murong Fu suddenly flashed and stopped the two of them.
King Wisdom looked suspicious, "Master, what is this?"
"You can't leave my sight." Murong Fu said calmly. Although this place is not far from the pier, when I got here, I realized that I couldn't see anything on the other side of the pier. I was inevitably suspicious, and I couldn't.
Let these two people leave.
"This..." King Wisdom frowned slightly and looked back at Assassin.
"Just listen to him." Assassin said casually.
"Yes!" Then King Wisdom and King Juming walked to a rock not far away, closed their eyes and meditated.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, then walked forward and stood side by side with Assassin.
Glancing at Assassin from the corner of his eye, Murong Fu couldn't help being secretly surprised. In the dim light last night, he already felt that this man was extremely handsome. When he looked at it again today, he felt that his eyes were like stars, flawless and quite charming.
An unreal feeling.
"If this person had put on female makeup, I'm afraid Long'er would be just as good as Yan'er, or even slightly better!" Murong Fu commented secretly, but a little jealousy arose in his heart, and his tone was sour.
He said, "You look sober and refined. It would be a pity not to become an oiran."
"Oiran?" Assassin was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It's just a rotten body. No matter how beautiful or ugly it is, it is of little use to me. It only adds to my troubles."
Although he was proficient in Chinese, he seemed to be unaware of the other meaning of "Oiran", and thought that Murong Fu was praising him as the leader among flowers.
"You don't care anymore. I wouldn't say the same thing to someone uglier than me." Murong Fu curled his lips and cursed secretly, but he asked, "The second elder is here, I don't know why?
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"I heard that you captured our sect's envoy Hui Yue, took away the Holy Fire Order of Fengyun Yue's third envoy, and took away Dai Qisi and her daughter. As the second elder of the Ming Cult, I naturally cannot stand by and watch." Assassin.
He said lightly, his eyes staring at the distance of the sea from beginning to end, as if there was something attracting him there.
"Then what do you want?" Murong Fu didn't look surprised at all. Apart from these three things, there was nothing worth Assassin's personal trip. He asked straight to the point.
Assassin was silent for a moment, his sleeves and robe moved slightly, something flew out, and automatically flew to Murong Fu's body.
Murong Fu was slightly shocked. The other party's method of controlling objects from the air was difficult for him to do so smoothly.
He did not reach out to pick it up, but took a closer look. What came flying to him was a bamboo tube, with the mouth sealed with something that looked like wax but not wax.
"What is this?" Murong Fu asked.
"The secret book you want."
"Secret book?" Murong Fu's heart moved slightly. He gently grasped the hand hidden in his sleeve, and the bamboo tube shattered with a "bang" sound, leaving only a roll of parchment floating in the air. It seemed that it was really a secret book.
However, Murong Fu was a little confused, "What does this mean?"
"Last night's bet was originally planned to be given to you in three days, but I saw that the young master was in a hurry and seemed to be in a hurry to leave, so I had no choice but to send the original. This thing is originally from China. You should be able to read the words on it.
I understand, but there is no need to translate." Assassin explained slowly.
At this time, Murong Fu was really confused. He had captured his people, rescued Dai Qisi and her daughter, and also snatched Mingjiao holy objects. How could the other party be so kind and hand over the martial arts secrets with both hands?
"He couldn't have fallen in love with me!" Murong Fu suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart suddenly became cold, and he said, "What are your intentions in doing this? I tell you, I only like women!"
A look of confusion flashed across Assassin's eyes. He didn't know why the person in front of him specifically pointed out this sentence, but he didn't care. He just said to himself, "I'll give you the secret book. I'll give you the Holy Fire Token."
The Moon Envoy, Dai Qisi, returns to this sect, and I let you and others leave."
"You are here to do business with your feelings!" Only then did Murong Fu understand. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he became furious, "Assassin, if you don't have the slightest sincerity, we don't have to talk!"
"Oh?" Assassin raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head, and looked at Murong Fu for the first time, "Why am I so insincere?"
"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, "I originally won this bet, but now you want to exchange it for the Holy Fire Token and the Glorious Moon Envoy. Don't you think it's too dark-hearted?"
"I see." Assassin frowned slightly, "But you have to know that if I fight you again at all costs, you will definitely lose more than you win. In addition, we still have so many troops on the island.
, there are only a dozen of you, do you think you can escape?"