Just as Deng Baichuan was about to leave, Murong Fu suddenly asked, "Have you seen Xue'er and the others?"
Deng Baichuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "General Qingtong is deep in the Mongolian camp, and they must be there too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Fu swayed and disappeared from the spot.
Guo Jing only came back to his senses now, and said with some excitement, "General Deng, is that Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect just now, who is known to have supernatural powers?"
Deng Baichuan curled his lips and said, "Maybe so. What, Guo Daxia is related to him?"
Guo Jing's face turned red, "A little, but what makes me most happy is that I finally got to see him in person today!"
He studied Quanzhen Internal Kung Fu with Ma Yu since he was a child. During this period, he heard Ma Yu tell the story of Wang Chongyang more than once. Later, he experienced various things and admired this legendary figure even more. He never thought that one day he would see it with his own eyes.
Seeing it is like dreaming.
Deng Baichuan glanced at him speechlessly, "Guo Daxia, Deng has something to do, please do it yourself."
After saying that, he flew away.
Guo Jingyou didn't come back to his senses. It took him a while to calm down and sighed to himself, "It would be great if Brother Zhou were here. He would definitely be very happy."
"Brother Guo," at this time, a slightly joking voice sounded, "Is there anything happy you can say to make me happy?"
Guo Jing suddenly looked ecstatic, "Brother Zhou, are you really here?"
As he spoke, he looked around, but could not find Zhou Botong. He couldn't help but wonder if he had an illusion, "Brother Zhou, are you here?"
Suddenly, someone tapped him on his left shoulder. He turned around and saw nothing.
A playful laugh came from the right, "I'm here."
Guo Jing turned around, only to see a blur in front of him. There was a person in front of him. He was thin, in rags, with white hair and beard. He was looking at him with a half-smile. Who could it be if it wasn't Zhou Botong?
Guo Jing was overjoyed and rushed over and picked him up, "Brother Zhou, I finally see you again. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!"
Zhou Botong immediately felt as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying, feeling uncomfortable all over, "What are you doing? Let me go!"
Guo Jing refused to let go, "This time I will keep you in Xiangyang City no matter what. We will have fun for seven days and seven nights, otherwise you will never leave!"
"Okay, okay, it's so disgusting. How decent is it for two grown men to hug each other? Let go quickly, or I'll fall out with you!" Zhou Botong said impatiently.
Guo Jing let go of him, a narrow smile flashed in his eyes, "Sorry, I forgot that this is what Brother Zhou is most afraid of."
Zhou Botong understood immediately and looked at him in surprise, "So you kid is teasing me on purpose. When did you become so dishonest? It must be Rong girl who taught you, right? It's so bad, your conscience is so bad.
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Guo Jing smiled honestly, "I haven't seen Brother Zhou for a long time, and I miss him very much..."
"Stop it, if you say such things again, I will leave immediately." Zhou Botong immediately warned.
Guo Jing knew that he could do what he said, so he changed the subject, "Why is Brother Zhou here?"
Zhou Botong's face was stern, "It's such a big deal like your decisive battle with Dayuan, how could I not come to help you kid? I was here a few days ago, but..."
Speaking of the latter part, his face fell again, "I met an interesting guy halfway, so I just played with him and lost track of time. You won't blame me, right?"
"How could it be, I..."
Before Guo Jing finished speaking, Zhou Botong suddenly became elated, "You don't know, that boy is really interesting, just as interesting as you were when you were young, but he is smarter than you, and not as stupid as you, let me tell you
Ah, he..."
Although he was called stupid, Guo Jing felt cordial in his heart, as if time had returned to more than ten years ago, when he was teased by Zhou Botong, and his thoughts drifted far away.
"Hey, are you listening to me?" Zhou Botong talked for a while, and suddenly noticed that Guo Jing's expression was erratic, and he couldn't help but said angrily.
Guo Jing smiled and said, "I'm listening. I'm listening."
"By the way, you just said you had something fun to do to make me happy. What was it?"
Thinking of Wang Chongyang, Guo Jing's face suddenly became excited, "Did you know, Brother Zhou, your senior brother, Wang Chongyang, who has the supernatural power, is not dead. I saw him just now, and he is really not dead!"
But after Zhou Botong heard this, he was not as happy as expected. Instead, he looked sad and said, "What did you say? He is here too?"
"Yes, why are you not surprised at all? Did you already know that he was still alive?"
"Ah...oh, I remembered. I have something important to do, and I can't wait any longer. I won't tell you any more. I'll take the first step." Zhou Botong said vaguely, and disappeared in a flash.
Only one sentence was left echoing in the air, "Don't tell him you have seen me!"
Guo Jing was stunned for a long time, and finally shook his head with a wry smile, "Brother Zhou is still the same Brother Zhou, he hasn't changed at all."
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Murong Fu galloped all the way to the depths of the camp and found Huo Qingtong not long after, but Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan were not with her. After questioning, he learned that Imma had come to assassinate her, but was killed by Murong Xue's two daughters.
After being stopped, the three of them moved around, not knowing where they went.
Huo Qingtong was wearing armor and holding a spear, sitting majestically on a horse, "Go and find him quickly. Miss Xue'er and Miss Wang are having a hard time dealing with that man."
Murong Fu closed his eyes slightly and let go of all his spiritual senses. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Be careful, I'll go see them."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me here."
At the same time, on a hilltop in the west, three streams of light suddenly separated and merged, one red, one cyan, and one golden. Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the golden stream of light flew out, revealing a human figure, which was clearly Wang Yuyan.
After landing, he spat out blood and his face was like gold paper.
There was a huge red light in the sky, a series of rapid clanging sounds, the blue light trembled sharply, and the two men flew out before they could even breathe, hitting not far from Wang Yuyan, it was Murong Xue, holding a simple-looking weapon in his hand.
Blue long sword.
The red light flickered and landed not far in front of the two women, revealing the figure of the imam. At this time, he was in a state of embarrassment. There were several holes in his clothes and blood stains were flowing out. He stared with a sinister look on his face.
Looking at Murong Xue, "What kind of sword is that of yours?"
Murong Xue said coldly, "A murderous sword."
Then he turned to look at Wang Yuyan, "How are you? Are you dead?"
Wang Yuyan forced a smile and said, "I can't die."
Murong Xue snorted, "If you are already so virtuous, why are you holding on? Get away quickly and don't get in the way."
Wang Yuyan shook her head slightly, "Don't hold on, you are no match for him on your own."
"Hmph, I haven't been dragged down by you. If I didn't have to distract you every time to save you, do you think I wouldn't be able to defeat him?"
Before Wang Yuyan could speak, the Imam sneered and said, "You don't have to fight, no one can run away!"
"Who said that?"
"That's what I said!" Imam blurted back, and then he realized something was wrong. It was not the Murong Xue girls who spoke, but a man's voice. His expression changed slightly, "Murong Fu!"
"You guessed it right, but there is no reward." A white shadow flashed across, revealing Murong Fu's figure.
"cousin!"
"elder brother!"
Both girls looked happy.
Murong Fu glanced at the two girls and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you injured?"
"A small injury, it doesn't matter." The two women replied in unison.
Murong Fu turned his eyes and landed on the Imam, "You can't even think of leaving this place alive today!"
The Imam looked indifferent, "That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Murong Fu opened his hand and grabbed it, and the Long Yuan Sword in Murong Xue's hand flew up automatically with a buzzing sound and fell into his hand.
The Imam's expression changed slightly, but he turned around and ran away without hesitation, as fast as lightning.
Murong Fu had already been prepared for this. He took a step forward and was already several feet away. The sword formula changed, and the Long Yuan Sword turned into a stream of light and flew out of his hand, pointing directly at his vest.
At this moment, the two of them were only a few feet away from each other, and a stream of green light arrived in an instant. The Imam did not turn around, but a dazzling red light suddenly lit up on his back. He only heard a loud clang, and as soon as the green light and red light touched each other, the green light fell.
Flying back, Imam flew forward at a faster speed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Murong Fu stretched out his hand to catch the Long Yuan Sword that flew back. He hesitated for a moment and did not chase after it. Instead, he turned back to the two girls to check their injuries.
Murong Xue was okay, but Wang Yuyan was seriously injured. Fortunately, the Yi Jin Jing she practiced was tenaciously protecting her heart, otherwise she would have turned into a corpse now.
While Murong Fu was thankful, he also felt guilty for taking his cousin out for a rare occasion and actually injuring her twice. It really shouldn't have happened.
But then again, if he hadn't sent Wang Yuyan out, Huo Qingtong might have died now.
"Cousin, I'm fine. I have the Yijin Meridian to protect my body. This minor injury will heal soon." Wang Yuyan caught the guilt in Murong Fu's eyes and couldn't help but comforted her.
"Okay, what are you pretending to be? Why don't you use your Yi Jin Jing to heal your injuries?" Murong Xue interjected from the side.
In fact, she still cares about Wang Yuyan very much. After all, they have been noisy for so many years. People are not grass and trees, and how can they be ruthless?
Wang Yuyan stuck out her sweet tongue, and a sickly blush suddenly flashed across her pale face, "Let's wait until we return to Xiangyang City... to heal."
Murong Fu nodded, "It is indeed not safe here. The Imam may come back at any time. Xue'er, please send Yan'er back to the city immediately."
"What about you?" Murong Xue asked.
"I will work with you to send you back to Xiangyang City. I will also go to see other places."
Wang Yuyan had the Yi Jin Jing to escape the disaster, but what about the other women? You must know that in Mongolia, apart from Padmasambhava and Imam, there are also first-class masters such as Western Region Swordsman, Huo Gong Toutuo, and Jinlun Dharma King.
, he doesn’t want anything to happen to any woman.
"I told you earlier that you were a drag and you still didn't believe it, now you believe it!" Murong Xue muttered, picked up Wang Yuyan and then said to Murong Fu, "Brother, I can just send her back."
, you should go elsewhere to help first."
Murong Fu was stunned and was about to object when Murong Xue said again, "I fought with the Imam earlier to stop him. If I want to escape, no one can stop me. You go quickly, otherwise it will be a quarter and a half late.
In the future, if so-and-so is missing arms or legs, don’t rely on me."