Chapter eight hundred and eighty fifth dark pass song
"Hehe, it's okay if you don't tell me." Murong Fu sneered, "It seems that the second elder has no value at all..."
As he spoke, he held a small sword in his palm, hesitantly speaking.
Assassin's expression did not change at all, and he just said calmly, "Brother Murong, please think carefully, you and I could only fight for a moment..."
Murong Fu was stunned, what did the other party mean by this? Then his heart suddenly suddenly thought of something. Although the fight between the two seemed fierce, it was actually only between three or two moves. In other words, the internal energy consumption of both parties was not severe.
He still has 50% strength in his Dantian.
"I don't believe that you are injured and still have the strength to resist." Murong Fu tried.
Assassin closed his eyes and said nothing.
Murong Fu slowly took two steps forward, and the sword energy in his hand suddenly shot out. With a "chi" sound, Assassin's body was torn into pieces.
Murong Fu was not happy but was shocked. What he smashed was the afterimage. He turned around and looked around. Assassin was already lying ten feet away, still maintaining the same posture as before.
Assassin then smiled lightly and said, "Although I can't move, you can't kill me. Brother Murong needs to think clearly."
Murong Fu's expression changed. He said he was 50% sure of killing Assassin, but if he really couldn't kill him, it would be a life-and-death feud. This man's martial arts were extremely weird, and even he could only barely defeat him. If he secretly wanted to take revenge on Murong
Home, it’s really not worth the loss.
"How about it? Brother Murong better decide quickly, otherwise once my injury is healed, the price may be different." Assassin said with a hint of teasing in his tone.
Murong Fu said angrily, "It's a pity that you don't do business."
"Brother Murong, thank you very much."
"Hmph, this damn shemale, let you escape again," Murong Fu cursed secretly in his heart, moved his steps lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he was not far in front of Assassin.
Assassin looked indifferent. As long as Murong Fu showed some murderous intention, he would definitely try his best to escape.
"Let me put it bluntly, if you want to annex Mingjiao, I have no control over it, but if you want to save Xie Xun, it is impossible." Murong Fu said thoughtfully.
Assassin nodded, "That little girl has a close relationship with you. You want to support her as the leader of the martial arts alliance so that she can control the martial arts in the future."
"It saves trouble to talk to smart people," Murong Fu smiled slightly, "So once you take action tomorrow, I will take action too, and the result will not change."
Assassin chuckled, "Instead of doing this, why not talk about the conditions?"
"How do you want to talk?" Murong Fu asked.
"I only want Xie Xun." Assassin looked at Murong Fu firmly and said in a very determined tone.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "It seems you know a lot. Xie Xun can give it to you afterwards, but what can the second elder do for me?"
Assassin pondered for a long time, "I owe you a favor. If necessary in the future, I can take action for you."
"Exactly," Murong Fu curled his lips, "The second elder was joking. After tonight, you will be like a bird flying into the forest or a dragon fish returning to the sea. Where can I find this favor for you?"
Assassin was not angry at all. He thought for a while and then said, "What does Brother Murong want?"
"First, the secret of the Holy Fire Order. Second, if you control the Ming Cult, you must resist Genghis Khan's army for half a year." Murong Fu opened his mouth and expressed the conditions in his heart.
Assassin was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled bitterly, "Brother Murong is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp."
Murong Fu smiled faintly and waited for his next words.
Assassin said slowly, "In fact, I don't know what the secret of the Holy Fire Token is. I gave you the Holy Fire Token with the intention of letting you unlock the secret of the Holy Fire Token."
Murong Fu frowned slightly, obviously not believing it.
Assassin continued to explain, "It is rumored that I taught Mingzun that he lived for more than four hundred years, which is related to the Holy Fire Token. The Great Elder may know it, but he did not tell me."
Murong Fu's heart was moved, his face was noncommittal, and he asked, "But you gave me the Holy Fire Token. Even if I unlock the secret of the Holy Fire Token, how will you get it back?"
Assassin hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I did some tricks on Hui Yue Envoy. Once you decipher the secret of the Holy Fire Token, I will secretly control Hui Yue Envoy to retrieve the Holy Fire Token."
"What hands and feet?" Murong Fu was a little surprised. Huiyue Shi followed him all the way, asking for everything from him, and followed him with all his heart. Could this be false?
"A kind of soul-obsessing technique that plants a seed deep in a person's heart. Once awakened, it can immediately destroy a person's mind and turn him into a puppet." Assassin seemed to have no intention of retaining it at all.
He even mentioned this soul-obsessing technique, and then added, "The Shining Moon Envoy himself doesn't know about it."
"I see." Murong Fu understood instantly. There are similar martial arts in the Central Plains, such as "Soul Moving Technique", but Soul Moving Technique is not so cruel, and it takes effect very quickly and has a short duration.
"If Brother Murong is interested, I can teach you the soul-obsessing technique and the method of cracking it," Assassin said.
When he said this, his face twitched slightly. This is not just a skill. Giving the skill is equivalent to completely giving the Holy Fire Order to Murong Fu. At least he won't be able to ask for it in a short time.
I'm back.
Murong Fu naturally had no reason to refuse, so he changed the topic, "Then the second thing..."
"Brother Murong thinks too highly of me. Based on my current understanding of the situation in the Central Plains, if it were the Ming Cult a year ago, it would still be possible to involve the Mongolian army for half a year, but now, I can only guarantee to involve 30% of his troops. After all, Guangmingding
In this battle, the Central Plains Mingjiao suffered heavy losses."
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "That's fine, then it's settled."
He was not afraid that Assassin would default on his debt afterwards, and that the Persian Ming Cult and Genghis Khan would destroy their family and country again. Not only did they want to kill Genghis Khan, but Genghis Khan also wanted to kill them.
After the matter was settled, Murong Fu said goodbye and left. But after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said, "By the way, Second Elder, I still have a doubt."
Assassin was stunned, "What?"
"I would like to know if you can really escape my pursuit in your current state." Murong Fu said with a half-smile, and his body suddenly flashed. The next moment, where Assassin was, splashes filled the sky.
Smoke and dust.
Murong Fu waved his hand to disperse the smoke. As expected, the ground was empty. At this time, a burst of laughter came from the air, "Goodbye, brother Murong. If I have the chance, I will definitely wash away the shame of tonight."
Murong Fu shrugged his shoulders and turned back to Shaoshi Mountain.
However, he did not go back directly to the Zen Temple in the temple, but came to the camp of the Emei Sect.
The camp was not big, and it was set up at the mouth of a secluded mountain pass. Two teams of Emei disciples patrolled across the camp.
Murong Fu went straight to the innermost tent, where the lights were still on.
Murong Fu was overjoyed and was about to go in when he heard a voice saying, "Master, if you do this, even though you have won the reputation of the Emei Sect, all the heroes in the world are not blind. Everyone knows that you are here with the support of Murong Fu."
If it succeeds, it will have a greater impact on the reputation of Emei."
The voice sounded to be Jingxuan.
"Do you think I want this?" Zhou Zhiruo said lightly, with some resentment and grievance in his tone.
Jingxuan sighed faintly, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Head, Jingxuan is not blaming you. In fact, it is very rare for you to defeat so many people with your own strength. From now on, no one will look down on the Emei Sect again. This is a mistake."
I have to fight for the first place.”
"In this way, not only will the reputation of Emei Qing be damaged, but if we really win Xie Xun's hot potato, we will get into trouble. Don't you know these people? If you win them today, they will dare to do some dirty things behind your back tomorrow.
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Jingxuan knew that the Dragon-Slaying Sword had fallen into the hands of Emei, and seizing Xie Xun was just to show off his power, and it was really not worth the gain.
"I know, but I don't plan to be the leader for long. I want to fulfill Master's last wish as soon as possible and hand over the position of leader." Zhou Zhiruo was silent for a moment, but then said something that shocked Jingxuan.
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Jingxuan's knees weakened and she knelt on the ground with a bang, "Junior Sister, it's Jingxuan's fault. You must not have such thoughts."
"Senior sister," Zhou Zhiruo helped Jingxuan up, "you should know where my heart is. This head of Emei is just a shackle to me."
Jingxuan was stunned, mumbling for a long time, but couldn't say anything, and let out a long sigh.
Murong Fu was also startled. Zhou Zhiruo was so eager to make the Emei Sect famous, and seemed to want to immediately develop the Emei Sect into a sect with strong leadership. He was indeed a little confused. Hearing what she said, she actually meant it for herself.
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Feeling a little moved, and a little bit dumbfounded, Murong Fu couldn't help but push the door open and let out a chuckle, "Zhiruo, I've wronged you."
"Murong..." Zhou Zhiruo opened her mouth, but did not shout the last two words.
"It's you!" Jingxuan glared at Murong Fu angrily. Originally, she didn't like Murong Fu, but when she was on Knight Island, she softened, but now she doesn't like him anymore.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Senior sister, it's so late, why don't you get some rest? Go to bed early and get up early, your skin will be better."
"Huh!" Jingxuan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robe, and walked out of the tent on his own.
"Senior sister..." Zhou Zhiruo wanted to call her, but was blocked by Murong Fu.
"She took the initiative to move the place for us, why should we disappoint her kindness?" Murong Fu said with a smile.
"You..." Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him, and her tone suddenly turned resentful, "Why did you come to me so late?"
Murong Fu knew that she was angry because she hadn't come to see her in the past few days. He immediately put his arms around her waist and said softly, "It's my fault. There have been too many things these days and I've neglected you."
"Humph," Zhou Zhiruo said angrily, her face slightly red, "Too many things? It's because there are too many women."
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly, changed the topic, and said, "I have reached an agreement with Assassin. He will not take action tomorrow, but Xie Xun, you have to hand it over to him secretly afterwards."
"Ah?" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly exclaimed, not because of Xie Xun, but because of his words, "We have reached an agreement with Assassin."
She was very clear about the grievances between Assassin and Murong Fu. After thinking for a moment, she could understand that the truth was definitely not as easy as Murong Fu said. Then she took a closer look at Murong Fu and found that there were several things about him.