"A woman disguised as a man?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment before blurting out the question. However, he glanced at the chest and throat of the man in white and couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
The man in white was also stunned for a moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a slightly shrill voice sounded, "Is it you who poisoned my young master?"
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "I have something important to do. I don't want to get involved with you, so get out!"
As soon as these words came out, the leading man in white frowned, and several young men behind him immediately became furious, pointing at Murong Fu and shouting curses.
"Where did you come from? Why are you pretending to be so stupid here? You don't even want to know who you offended."
"You are stupid and don't know how high the sky is."
"Hmph, if something happens to my young master, it won't be enough even if you risk the lives of the whole family."
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Murong Fu's eyes flashed coldly, he stretched out a finger, and a ray of energy wavered in his fingertips, and asked quietly, "Then how many lives do you think is enough to compensate?"
The man was about to speak before, but the man in white at the head shrank his pupils and hurriedly stopped the others. He looked at Murong Fu with a solemn expression, "May I ask where the young master is from?"
"Gusu Murong Fu."
"It turns out that your Excellency is Mr. Murong, who is known as 'Nan Murong'," the man in white seemed to be surprised, and then said, "The following people are ignorant. If there is any conflict, please forgive me."
"Well, you are indeed blind," Murong Fu nodded seriously, "You can give way now."
"This..." The man in white immediately looked embarrassed, but seeing Murong Fu's expression becoming more and more impatient, he hurriedly said, "Excuse me, sir, please wait a moment. My master has offended many people before, and now he is in danger. I hope you don't care about it."
Forgive me the antidote."
"Humph!" Murong Fu's expression was slightly cold, and the energy from his fingertips suddenly shot out, turning into a white silk thread as light as transparent, and silently rolled towards the man in white.
The man in white was startled, his body was in a trance, and he had already stepped aside, but the person behind him was not as fast as him.
But seeing the extremely agile gossamer moving from left to right, and with a few "bang bang bang" sounds, four or five young people fell down and lay on the ground wailing.
Murong Fu did not kill directly, but only scratched the flesh of a few people. Even so, a faint trace of feminine strength quickly swept through the bodies of these people, causing their meridians to be instantly restrained, and their entire bodies softened.
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"You..." The man in white didn't expect that Murong Fu would take action at the slightest disagreement. He was furious in an instant. His feminine aura fluctuated violently, sometimes like a roaring wave, sometimes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"What? You think I'm too gentle?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile.
The aura of the man in white quickly returned to calmness, and he said in a deep voice, "Mr. Murong, your martial arts are so powerful that I am indeed not a match for you. I am afraid that ten more of me might not be your opponents, but you should know that some people, even if
Your martial arts skills are the best in the world, so you may not be able to offend me."
"So that guy has a pretty good background?" Murong Fu asked with a smile.
The man in white nodded silently, but Murong Fu said something that made him shocked and angry: "Even if he is the emperor, if he touches my woman, I will skin him and cut him to pieces. Do you think he is the emperor?"
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The man in white's lips trembled slightly, and a few flashes of green energy flashed across his face. He finally took a deep breath and said, "Master Murong, one more thing is worse than one less thing. One more friend is better than one more enemy. I hope you will do more." Consider it."
"Get out!" Murong Fu had completely lost his patience, his sleeves and robes were fluttering, and he raised his hand and waved out his palm.
The man in white's complexion changed drastically. He was caught off guard and could only use all his energy to defend himself through his meridians.
With a "bang", the man in white flew out and fell to the ground, vomiting blood, "You...you...cough..."
"If you bother me again, you may die immediately. Let's go." Murong Fu said lightly, but the last sentence was addressed to Wang Yuyan.
The two of them left the Yingbin Inn and went straight to the Xilan Inn that Wang Yuyan had mentioned, where they found Shi Qingfeng, one of the Eight Friends of Hangu.
Shi Qingfeng has an average appearance, which cannot be said to be ugly, but it has nothing to do with being beautiful. However, he has a rather good temperament, light and elegant, and as indifferent as water. Perhaps because he has been growing flowers all year round, there is a light fragrance lingering on his body.
"Disciple, please see Master Master." When Shi Qingfeng saw Murong Fu, he immediately knelt on the ground and saluted.
Of course, in addition to Murong Fu's relationship with the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was more grateful to Murong Fu for taking care of Ding Chunqiu and allowing Su Xinghe to bring the eight senior brothers and sisters back into the family wall.
"No courtesy!" Murong Fu waved a wave of strength to help Shi Qingfeng up, and said, "I'd like to ask you to protect Yu Yan along the way. After this incident, I will write to Senior Brother Su and ask him to teach you the first level.
A trace of shame flashed across Shi Qingfeng's face, and he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Uncle Master, what you said is serious. Miss Wang's martial arts is unfathomable, and the disciples are far inferior. Besides, this is the responsibility of the disciples. Such a heavy reward, the disciples are not worthy of it."
I don’t dare to ask for it.”
Murong Fu saw that although she looked flattered, deep down in his eyes, he was very calm. It could be seen that the woman's state of mind had reached the state of being unfazed by flattery. He slightly praised her, "You don't have to be modest. Although Yu Yan is good at martial arts, she has experience in the world."
Very little, people's hearts are evil, if it weren't for you, Yu Yan would have suffered a huge loss."
Next to her, Wang Yuyan also bent down and bowed, and said sincerely, "Yes, Sister Shi, if you hadn't guided many things along the way, how could Yuyan have been safe and sound along the way? This martial arts is not a reward, it's just a token of gratitude."
"In this case, it is better for disciples to be respectful than to obey orders." Shi Qingfeng did not refuse. After all, she had heard her master mention the Xiaoyao Sect's supreme internal skill, Xiao Wuxiang Gong, and was quite tempted.
In fact, the martial arts that Su Xinghe taught the eight friends of Hangu all this time were not the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect, but the martial arts of other sects that Su Xinghe had browsed in the Xiaoyao sect in his early years. However, he had taught many other martial arts, so he could barely be considered a disciple of the Xiaoyao sect.
"I have one more thing I want to trouble Miss Shi when I come here this time." Murong Fu changed the topic and mentioned the purpose of coming here.
Shi Qingfeng looked serious, bowed and said, "Uncle Master, I have a destiny, and my disciples will go through fire and water without hesitation."
"There is no need for you to go through fire and water." Murong Fu smiled, took out the Wu Du Powder antidote from his arms and handed it over, "This is the antidote for Wan'er. Send it to a Murong family stronghold two hundred miles away."
"Yes!" Shi Qingfeng took the antidote solemnly. During this period, she was really worried about Mu Wanqing's matter.
Then, Murong Fu took out the Qiankun Token and said, "Take this token and the people in the stronghold will see the order as if they were seeing me, and order them to rush eight hundred miles to deliver the antidote to Leigu Mountain."
Crystal Palace's "800-mile express service" is different from the "hundred-mile express service" of this era. This refers to the level of message delivery.
The most common way of transmitting news in the Crystal Palace is to use homing pigeons, but homing pigeons are not only slow, but also risky. They often wander off halfway or are shot down and eaten.
Therefore, in addition to carrier pigeons, Crystal Palace also has a variety of message delivery modes. For example, the wild geese sending messages is called the six hundred mile express. As for the eight hundred mile express, it is the highest level of delivery method and uses Haidong.
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The so-called Haidongqing is a kind of condor among condors. It can fly fast and high. Because of its size, it can also carry some small and light things on its back. However, the number of this kind of eagle is extremely rare, and the cost of breeding is high.
, cannot be popularized.
Earlier, Murong Fu also thought about attracting the giant eagles from the grassland. In this way, not only could items be transported, but also people could be transported in large quantities, and even an air force could be formed. However, such eagles were extremely rare even on the grasslands.
, it is simply impossible to achieve.
"I sincerely obey the instructions of my uncle, the master in charge." Shi Qingfeng responded.
Murong Fu then gave Shi Qingfeng the specific location of the stronghold and some code information.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt uneasy, so I told her the formula of Wudu Powder in detail and asked the Crystal Palace to spread more news. In case there was an accident or something, with the formula, it would not be difficult to prepare it with Xue Muhua's level.
antidote.
Shi Qingfeng was afraid that he would forget, so he took a pen and paper and wrote down everything Murong Fu said. Then he prepared water and food and left quickly.
"Alas..." Murong Fu sighed slightly. Originally, he should have sent this kind of thing in person, but things had to be prioritized. Now that he has come all the way to the Xixia Kingdom, it is really difficult to get away without completely settling the matter here.
After running back and forth, several months have passed, and by then Xixia may have been exterminated by the Mongols.
"Cousin, you don't have to worry too much. With Miss Mu's skills and the care of Divine Doctor Xue, everything will be fine." Wang Yuyan said softly.
"That's all, let's finish the matter here as soon as possible and then we'll set off back." Murong Fu suppressed his thoughts and said.
He secretly decided to sneak into the palace tonight to see what Li Qiu Shui was up to. Originally, in order to retaliate against Li Qiu Shui for sparing the Tubo prince, he planned to keep her cool for a few days, but now he didn't have that much time.
"Cousin, would you like to go shopping with me?" Wang Yuyan pouted and said.
Murong Fu nodded. After all, the two of them spent less time together and more time apart. It was a rare opportunity for the two of them to live together, so he would not refuse it.
Half a day passed by walking around, and it was already evening in a blink of an eye.
When Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan returned to the Yingbin Inn, they saw a group of people gathered in front of their door, pointing and whispering.
Murong Fu's expression changed and he quickly came to the door. He saw that the tables, chairs and benches in the room had been knocked over to the ground, leaving a pool of blood. Azi had disappeared.
"What happened?" Murong Fu asked around, his voice so cold that almost no emotion could be heard.
No one dared to speak for a while, and there was silence.
"Where's my buddy? My buddy!" Murong Fu yelled loudly.
A young boy pushed his way through the crowd, and when he saw Murong Fu, he knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, you are finally back."