Naturally, Hong Lingbo did not dare to disobey Murong Fu's wishes, and immediately said goodbye wisely. However, when he left, he seemed to think of something, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "Master, while you were away, the disciples also received
I came across a piece of news related to Wu Yingxiong, but...it’s just that this news is a bit weird, and I don’t know whether to tell it or not.”
"Oh? But have you found the whereabouts of Wu Yingxiong?" Murong Fu was overjoyed upon hearing this, "What's the news? Tell me quickly."
"This..." Hong Lingbo gave a bitter smile and quickly confessed, "Master, forgive me, there is no news about Wu Yingxiong yet."
Murong Fu's face suddenly became a little ugly, but when he saw Hong Lingbo's face was full of anxiety and uneasiness, and he looked trembling with fear, he softened his heart and did not continue to attack. He just said lightly, "Then the news you said is
What?"
Hong Lingbo said quickly, "About five or six days ago, a message came from the Crystal Palace stronghold, saying that the disciple sent to Jining Mansion to investigate the whereabouts of Wu Yingxiong had an accident and died outside Jining City."
Murong Fu couldn't help but frowned when he heard this. It was not that he was dissatisfied because the disciples of the Crystal Palace were killed, but that this kind of news was too common. No matter whether it was the Crystal Palace or the Blood Shadow Palace, there would always be casualties when going out to perform tasks, as long as it was not that kind of
If the casualties are so great that a branch helmsman or chief helmsman is injured, the people below will basically not bother him with this kind of thing. Hong Lingbo is not a newbie, so he should not make such a mistake...
With this thought in mind, he asked, "How many died?"
Hong Lingbo glanced at him carefully and replied, "Two."
"Huh?" Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, "Do you think that my temper has changed recently and you are deliberately playing tricks on me?"
"Disciple doesn't dare," Hong Lingbo's heart trembled, he knelt on the ground with a pop, and explained in a hurried tone, "Master Rong, it is not the disciple's intention to play with each other, but the death of these two disciples was too horrific, and the cause of death was also
It was too strange, so the disciple hesitated, wondering whether he should explain it to the master."
Murong Fu's face softened slightly, but he still snorted and said, "I've said it all, is there anything else that should or shouldn't be done? Tell me, what's going on?"
"Yes." Hong Lingbo continued, "According to the reports from the people below, the bodies of the two disciples had turned into two mummies when they were found. There was no trace of energy in the whole body, and there was not even a drop of blood left. They were beyond recognition. If not
With the unique tattoo marks on the Crystal Palace disciples, I’m afraid it’s still impossible to confirm their identities.”
Murong Fu finally felt a little moved after hearing this, "You mean, those two disciples died after being sucked dry of their essence by the living beings?"
"Exactly." Hong Lingbo nodded, hesitated for a moment and then said, "But as far as the disciples know, there are very few martial arts in the world that can absorb people's energy. There is only... only the Beiming Divine Kung Fu practiced by Master and Master.
, and the star-absorbing method practiced by me, the former leader of the Sun-Moon Sect and now the director of the Beitian Sword Sect, can achieve this."
When she said this, she immediately shut up. The meaning was very obvious. Li Mochou and Murong Fu could be eliminated directly, so the only thing left was to let me do it.
Murong Fu's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he asked expressionlessly, "Is it okay if you have any doubts?"
"Disciple just reported the truth and did not suspect anyone." Although Hong Lingbo felt a little awe-inspiring, he replied calmly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
Speaking of this, I have to mention that the Murong family is not all harmonious. In particular, there is an obvious "Chu-Han boundary" between the forces that Murong Fu began to cultivate ten years ago and the forces that he only regained in recent years.
They regard themselves as direct descendants of Murong Fu and regard the latter as a sideline, which is quite despising. In addition, there are also relationships between supply and being supplied, monitoring and being monitored, etc. among several forces. Naturally, there are many contradictions.
Murong Fu knew this very well, but turned a blind eye. Firstly, it was because of the so-called way of governing subordinates. He believed that no one in a superior position wanted his subordinates to be harmonious. Secondly, it was out of selfish motives. In contrast,
, he indeed trusts the power he has cultivated with his own hands.
Of course, this is also the reason why the conflicts between the parties are still superficial and no conflict has really broken out to affect the overall situation. Otherwise, he would not have been able to sit back and watch so calmly.
Closer to home, just based on Hong Lingbo's words, it is impossible for Murong Fu to really doubt Ren Woxing. After all, in addition to the star-absorbing method, there are many other martial arts or methods in the world that can drain people's essence and blood, such as knights.
The direct descendant of the Shimayasu family is the Tenra Blood Transformation Kung Fu. The most bizarre aspect of this martial arts is that it can absorb the enemy's energy, blood and essence during battle to strengthen itself. In addition, it is said that the Blood Knife Clan's Blood Knife Technique also has the ability to practice to the depths.
Such effects.
But in comparison, Ren Woxing is still more suspicious, because there are not many people left in the Kang family on Xia Ke Island, and Xia Ke Island is completely controlled by the Murong family. It is almost impossible for the Kang family to think of making trouble in the Central Plains.
Regarding the matter, as for the Blood Knife Sect...the whole sect had been planted with life and death talismans by Lingjiu Palace, and none of them had the guts to betray the Murong family.
After thinking for a moment, Murong Fu continued to ask, "When were these two corpses discovered? And when did they die? Apart from being drained of their essence, were there any other wounds?"
"When I returned to my master, I found the body five or six days ago. The specific time of death cannot be verified. I can only judge from the time of disappearance of the two disciples that they died half a month ago. There were no obvious wounds on their bodies."
"Where is the body now?"
"It's still parked in a Crystal Palace stronghold closest to Jining City. May I ask if Master sent a message to them to transport the body?"
Murong Fu thought for a moment and then nodded, "Bring it over and have a look. I'm also curious about who is so bold as to openly challenge the Crystal Palace."
Many people may still be unclear about the relationship between the Crystal Palace and the Murong family, but as the number one intelligence organization in the world, few people dare to provoke it easily. Not only did they kill people from the Crystal Palace this time, they actually abandoned their bodies in the wilderness instead of destroying the corpses and eradicating traces.
, it can be seen that the person who did it is either a newbie or arrogant, and does not take the Crystal Palace seriously at all.
Hong Lingbo took the order and left. Murong Fu sat in the courtyard, with a cold light flickering in his eyes. After a while, it fell silent again and returned to calm and calm.
At this time, a voice as crisp and clear as a lark came from behind, "Brother Murong, you are back!"
Murong Fu didn't look back, he made a backhand move, and a force swept over him, bringing a slender figure over, and then he put him into his arms, hugged him hard, and said with a chuckle, "Ping'er Qingjie
You've learned a lot. Did you not listen to Brother Murong's advice to eat and sleep well during this period?"
The person who came was naturally Mu Jianping. She had no intention of resisting Ai Lang's domineering and unscrupulous frivolity. She blushed and sat meekly in his arms, saying coquettishly, "How can I?
I have always listened to Brother Murong's words and eaten well and slept well every day, so I didn't lose weight."
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu suddenly changed his face again, and said with a tigerish face, "So Ping'er doesn't miss Brother Murong at all?"
"No, no, I think about it so much every day..." Mu Jianping waved his hands anxiously, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the half-smiling look in Murong Fu's eyes, and immediately reacted and lightly punched his chest, "
You are so bad, you always like to use different methods to embarrass others."
Murong Fu laughed, leaned over and pecked her little mouth, "If I didn't change my ways, Ping'er wouldn't be able to say what's in my heart so easily."
Mu Jianping was uncharacteristically not shy and avoided him. Instead, he boldly kissed him back and whispered, "Brother Murong, thank you."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the news of the Golden Snake Camp's victory had been sent back to Lanling Mountain, so the news that Mu Jiansheng was still alive must have also reached the ears of the people in Prince Mu's Mansion. After Mu Jianping found out, he naturally
The credit goes to Ai Lang.
In fact, he really didn't do much in this matter. He just casually mentioned a few words to Yuan Chengzhi when formulating the strategy, asking him to put Mu Jiansheng in a relatively safe position. In this way, as long as Mu Jiansheng was not
If you have a bad brain and seek death, your chances of survival are still very high.
However, Murong Fu would not explain anything like this. He wished that the person in his arms would be grateful to him, and he would be so excited that he would give his life to him...
The two of them got tired of each other for a while, and just as Murong Fu was thinking about how to persuade the little girl to come to a daytime show of prostitution, an inappropriate voice sounded outside the courtyard, "Mr. Murong has returned from victory, and the old Taoist Musante came to visit. I wonder if it is convenient for him to meet him."
Last time we met."
It turned out that Taoist Mu Sang hurried over after learning that Murong Fu had returned.
"This old man has too little eyesight. He knows that this young master is flirting with women, but he still has the audacity to see me." Murong Fu cursed and patted Mu Jianping, who had already buried her head in his chest in shame, "You go back first."
Go to your room."
Mu Jianping stood up obediently and left with light steps.
"Senior, please come in." Murong Fu said helplessly outside. He knew that Taoist Mu Sang had already arrived, so he couldn't really turn people away.
After a while, Taoist Mu Sang walked in, walking like a dragon and a tiger in an elegant and unrestrained manner, with a somewhat "high-spirited" attitude. After entering the small courtyard, he first looked around and saw that there was no other people waiting, and then he looked at Murong Fu.
He bowed deeply and said seriously, "You can win this battle because of your great achievements. I would like to thank you here."
Although the battle report given to him by Yuan Chengzhi did not describe many details, and even Murong Fu's name was rarely mentioned, he knew that Murong Fu must have worked hard that night.
"Taoist Priest does have some conscience, unlike some elm-headed people who are not sensible at all." Murong Fu rolled his eyes and said, changing the subject, "But it's too early to say thank you now, don't forget
You promised me something, but if you can't do it, I won't show mercy."
Taoist Mu Sang gave a bitter smile, but immediately expressed his position, "Don't worry, young master, the old Taoist has always kept his word, and will never go back on his promise to the young master. As soon as the time comes, he will definitely complete the matter for the young master."
Murong Fu glanced at him with a half-smile, "The Taoist priest came to me in a hurry before the army returned home in triumph. Isn't it just to say thank you?"