"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly. This was strange. He couldn't help but ask the person behind him, "Who is coming?"
The Lingxiao Pavilion disciple replied, "There are seven people coming, but they all refuse to reveal their identities."
"Seven?" Murong Fu frowned, "You can just deal with this kind of thing, why do you still need to report it to me?"
The disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion hesitated for a moment, "Back to the young master, the martial arts of these seven people are not average. Except for one girl, the worst of the others are above the first class. Among them, there are three people whose subordinates cannot see through the depth. They named them.
I want to see the young master for my surname."
Murong Fu was slightly surprised when he heard this. The Lingxiao Pavilion disciple in front of him was also a first-class master. Even he couldn't see the depth of the person. He was at least a top master. It was really not a small thing to suddenly have three top masters. He immediately
Said, "Okay, I'll go to the north gate and have a look."
Before leaving, he gave instructions to another Lingxiao Pavilion disciple, "Mrs. Lu, please go to the side hall to serve tea, and I will meet her when I am free."
"yes."
After a while, Murong Fu came to the north gate. Sure enough, there were seven people standing under the city tower. These seven people were dressed very ordinary, or they had all disguised themselves. He took a closer look and couldn't help but be shocked. The faces of these seven people he saw.
They all knew each other, and the leader among them had an unusually handsome face, and it was difficult to tell whether he was male or female. He was the second elder of the Persian Ming Cult, Assassin.
Although he was wearing an ordinary black long coat, he could not conceal his enchanting aura. I believe that no matter who takes one look at him, they will never forget it.
The people behind him were Yin Tianzheng, Xie Xun, Wei Yixiao, Yang Xiao, Zhang Wuji, and finally there was a man dressed as a scholar. He had a slender figure, fair complexion, round face, and a pair of big dark and bright eyes. Murong Fu looked carefully.
It took me a moment to remember who this person was. It was Yang Xiao's daughter, Yang Buhui.
Murong Fu looked at this group of people blankly, wondering what they were doing in Xiangyang City.
Suddenly, Assassin looked up at him as if he was feeling something, with an elegant smile on his face. He was so calm and gentle that one could not tell the difference between male and female. He said, "Brother Murong, long time no see. How are you?"
He always spoke in a cadence, and with his unique voice, it always made people feel very comfortable, at least it was very comfortable for the ears, but Murong Fu felt uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't explain the reason, so he chuckled and said, "Tell the second elder Hong Fu
, your brother Murong is having a very hard time, I wonder how the second elder is doing?"
Assassin didn't seem to hear the "yin and yang" in his words, and smiled slightly, "If you can't even call Brother Murong bad, then I can't even talk about it."
Murong Fu laughed and said, "The second elder is too modest. I see that you all look very good. You have come to Xiangyang City in light casual clothes for an outing. It shows that your life must be very comfortable."
Assassin was noncommittal, "Does Brother Murong want to ask his old friend to stand under the tower and talk with his head raised?"
Of course, this was a very rude thing. Murong Fu didn't want them to come in, but he also knew that with the martial arts of this group of people, it would not be difficult to enter Xiangyang City on his own.
After pondering for a moment, he put his hands behind his back, slowly floated down from the tower, bowed his hands and said, "Second Elder, please."
Assassin gracefully returned the courtesy of a noble from the Western Regions, "Excuse me, Brother Murong, please."
The two of them entered the city gate side by side, and the others, Murong Fu, didn't even look at them from beginning to end, as if they didn't exist.
This move naturally made a few people dissatisfied. Zhang Wuji hesitated to speak. He wanted to take the initiative to say hello, but he didn't know how to say it. I don't know since when, the distance between the two became farther and farther.
Xie Xun and Yin Tianzheng both snorted heavily, but Yang Xiao, who had a deep hatred for Murong Fu, had a calm and calm face. Yang Buhui looked at Murong Fu curiously.
Wei Yixiao said in a strange tone, "So this is how Master Murong treats guests, and it's nothing more than that."
Murong Fu glanced at him lightly, "Wei Yixiao, disease comes from the mouth and disaster comes from the mouth. If a person wants to live a long life, he must control his mouth. Do you understand?"
Wei Yixiao was furious. Zhang Wuji hurriedly winked at him and called out politely, "Brother Murong, King Wei Bat has an upright nature and speaks without restraint. Brother Murong, don't let anyone out."
Murong Fu looked at him with a smile, "Brother Wuji, what did you say? I'm famous for being generous, how could I be offended? No, you're worrying too much."
The two of them, one "Brother Murong" and the other "Brother Wuji", seem to be the same as before, but only the two of them know that they are completely different.
After entering the city gate, Assassin looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "With this rich city as the foundation, Brother Murong can expect great things."
Murong Fu smiled and replied with compassion, "For the sake of national justice and the rise and fall of the country, I have no choice but to do it. If I have a choice, I would rather be like the second elder, playing in the world and living happily."
Assassin finally couldn't help but twitched his face, "Brother Murong is laughing at me, if I had a choice, why would I want to leave my hometown? In the words of you Central Plains people, 'I would rather have a handful of soil in my hometown than thousands of liang in a foreign land.
Jin', for me, Persia is the most beautiful country in the world."
After hearing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but look at him in slight surprise, "I didn't expect that the second elder is also a temperamental person. I'm disrespectful. I'm disrespectful."
Assassin shook his head, not wanting to talk more about this topic, and changed the subject, "Brother Murong must have many questions to ask me, right?"
Murong Fu really wanted to ask him something, and even wanted to strangle him to death, but he still held it back. This Assassin suddenly came here to ask him for something. If he didn't show off at this time, why would he show off? He immediately shook his head gently and said, "
The visitor is a guest. If the second elder has anything to say, you might as well wait until we get to the house, and then we can discuss it later."
Assassin's breath was stuck in his throat, and his demonic face twitched slightly. After a while, he breathed out softly, smiled and said, "That's fine."
Murong Fu led everyone to the General's Mansion. Murong Xue, Dongfang Qing, and even Zhou Zhiruo quickly came after hearing the news. When Zhou Zhiruo saw that the person coming was Assassin, a trace of worry flashed on her face. She even thought that this person was terrifying. Dongfang Qing
There was nothing unusual about her face, but Murong Xue once went to Guangmingding to kill Murong Fu when he fell off a cliff, which almost led to the destruction of the Ming Cult. The hatred between the two sides was deep, and her hatred for Yang Xiao has not been eliminated to this day.
When they met at this time, his expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashed with cold light, and with a hiss, the long sword was unsheathed and stabbed towards Yang Xiao with the fierce wind.
Before Yang Xiao could make a move, Assassin's body swayed, and he shifted his position and stood in front of him. He stretched out a pair of white jade fingers, flicked them lightly, and heard a clang, and the long sword broke, and finally
There is only one hilt left, but the power remains unabated.
Assassin turned his hand and slapped the hilt of the sword, making Murong Xue Tengteng take several steps back.
This was naturally because he was merciful. Murong Xue's current skills had not yet returned to his prime. At most, he could be on par with a top master, so he was naturally no match for Assassin.
Murong Xue was repelled by a move, so she was naturally furious, "Here comes someone!"
Rustling was dazzled for a while, and dozens of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples rushed out and surrounded the seven people.
Assassin was not angry at all, and kept an elegant smile on his face as always. He turned to look at Murong Fu and said, "Brother Murong, I haven't asked you about the identity of this young lady yet. Why does she hate us so much?"
Murong Fu chuckled and avoided answering, "Xue'er, step back."
"elder brother!"
"Back off."
"Humph!" Murong Xue threw the hilt of the sword to the ground and ran away.
Murong Fu spread his hands and said apologetically, "Oh, it's all old news. The little girl has some grudges after all. I hope the second elder won't take offense."
Assassin shook his head, smiled, and said sincerely, "Brother Murong is serious. Beautiful girls are a gift from God to the world. How dare I take offense."
Murong Fu suddenly turned his head and looked at Dongfang Qing, "Qing'er, I want to entertain distinguished guests, go and prepare the food and wine."
Dongfang Qingruo glanced at Yang Xiao meaningfully, bowed her hands, and turned to leave.
Soon a table of wine and food was prepared. Yang Xiao and others did not dare to move their chopsticks, but Assassin had no scruples and naturally sipped some snacks. Zhang Wuji followed, and the others started to move after seeing that the food and wine were fine.
Assassin chewed his food carefully, and you could tell that no matter what he did, his movements were very graceful, and he exuded an aura of nobility.
This meal was very strange. Murong Fu only talked to Assassin and turned a blind eye to the others. Assassin didn't seem to think anything was wrong. They talked happily. Murong Fu didn't ask him the reason for his visit.
He didn't mention it at all, as if he was deliberately retaliating.
After finishing the meal, Murong Fu proposed to let everyone live in the General's Mansion. Assassin actually agreed without saying a word of refusal. This actually made him a little uneasy.
Is it familiar?
But if he really wanted to release these people from the general's mansion, he would feel uneasy, so it was better to stay under his nose and monitor them.
After sending several people to the guest room and placing people under close surveillance, Murong Fu returned to the main hall. Dongfang Qing and Zhou Zhiruo were waiting here. When they saw him entering, they asked in unison, "What are they doing here?"
Murong Fu shook his head, "I don't know yet, but I think it won't be a trivial matter, and you must be asking for something from me, otherwise I wouldn't be so patient."
Zhou Zhiruo said worriedly, "Assassin's martial arts is so high, would it be too dangerous to keep him in the house?"
Dongfang Qing continued, "There is also Yang Xiao. This man is very deep and unscrupulous in his actions. Keeping him here will be a disaster."
Murong Fu did not consider these two issues for the time being. He frowned and pondered for a while, "I remember that the Ming Cult seems to have involved some of the Great Yuan forces. Do you think they were forced into desperation and came to seek refuge with me?"
Dongfang Qing's expression suddenly changed, "If this is the case, it will be a disaster. There must be pursuers behind them. Even if they are not, Dayuan will wipe out the Mingjiao and will concentrate its efforts on Xiangyang City next."
Murong Fu naturally knew this, "What do you mean?"
"Kill!" the two women said in unison.
Murong Fu still shook his head, "It's impossible that these people don't know about the grievances between Yang Xiao and me, but they still entered the city openly. They must have something to rely on. Let me think about it again."