After hearing this, Murong Fu's first reaction was that Yuan Chengzhi was avenging himself, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. This man was cautious in everything he did. He could tolerate what happened at the banquet tonight and would never go to him for such a trivial matter.
Murong Fu broke his skin, and Yuan Chengzhi's move should really take this opportunity to eliminate the spies and spies in the camp.
It's normal to think about it. The huge Golden Snake Camp, not to mention the army in Lanling Town, but the bandit leaders and martial arts masters entrenched in Lanling Mountain alone numbered hundreds of people, and a group of Japanese Ronin actually came in to assassinate them. This is
What a shame and humiliation. If this kind of thing happened to Yanziwu, Murong Fu would definitely go on a killing spree and change the forces under his command.
In addition, it is obvious to all that dragons and snakes are mixed in the Golden Snake Camp. Perhaps Yuan Chengzhi's headache is not just a day or two, but he just suffers from lack of opportunities...
"It seems that this Japanese assassination operation has made honest people anxious." Murong Fu sighed with a chuckle.
"How long have you been able to still laugh..." Hong Lingbo just thought about this in his mind and said that he would never dare to say it out loud. He reminded him more tactfully, "Master, now the disciples of the Blood Shadow Palace are being killed by the people of the Golden Snake Camp.
They are surrounded, some of the scattered disciples have already clashed with them, please make up your mind quickly, should we fight or retreat?"
"Retreat?" Murong Fu sneered, "Why retreat? Even if I lend Yuan Chengzhi ten kinds of money, he wouldn't dare to start a war with my Murong family."
"That……"
"Tell them to go down and reveal their identities. They are my disciples of the Murong family. They have been hiding in the mountains to protect my safety."
Hong Lingbo was greatly puzzled when he heard this. He had put a lot of effort into allowing the Blood Shadow Palace disciples to sneak in smoothly. Wouldn't this order be all in vain?
It was not difficult for Murong Fu to see what she was thinking, and he felt a little helpless in his heart. The Japanese assassination operation caught him off guard. What surprised him even more was that the Golden Snake Battalion was so fragile that it almost wiped out the whole army. If it really happened,
After the destruction of the Golden Snake Camp, the lurking of the Blood Shadow Palace was meaningless, so in that situation he could only let the Blood Shadow Palace take action.
And once you take action, it's only a matter of time before you're exposed.
"Okay, do as I say, call everyone back, and station them around the small courtyard in the name of protecting my safety. Just in time..." Murong Fu said, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes flashed faintly, and he pondered.
Silent.
Seeing this, Hong Lingbo was naturally very curious, but he did not dare to ask or urge, and stood aside obediently.
After a while, Murong Fu's eyes dimmed, he glanced at Hong Lingbo and waved.
Hong Lingbo hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, what are your orders?"
Murong Fu first stared at her beautiful cheeks for a few times, then suddenly reached out his hand and gently hooked her chin.
Hong Lingbo's heart was beating wildly, what are you doing? You don't want me to sleep with you, do you? How is this possible? He is his master, but... even the master is like him, I... oh, what am I thinking?
…
In just a short moment, Hong Lingbo had all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, and his face turned red unconsciously, making him look even more charming.
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu leaned into her ear and whispered, "I have a few things for you to do."
Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment, his cheeks suddenly became very hot, and he replied mechanically, "Master... Grandmaster has something to do, but... it doesn't matter, disciple... I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
"Well, first of all, immediately send people to track the fleeing Japanese assassins, and be sure to find out who is the mastermind behind them and where they are now."
"It turns out that I was overthinking...it's also true that my master is such a person, surrounded by so many beauties, how can I catch his eye with my little beauty..." Hong Lingbo thought with a guilty conscience and a little lost.
"what's on your mind?"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ears, and a chill penetrated into his heart. Hong Lingbo felt chills all over his body. He regained consciousness in an instant, composed himself and said with a trembling voice, "Master, please forgive me, I was distracted."
Then, without waiting for Murong Fu to speak, he added, "Before I came here, my disciples had already sent out several waves of people to track the fleeing assassins. It won't take long to find out."
"Oh?" Murong Fu glanced at her approvingly, "She's getting smarter and smarter."
"My master taught me well."
"The second thing," Murong Fu said, took out a small cloth bag wrapped in silk handkerchief from his arms, "Inside this is a tattoo taken from a Japanese corpse. You order someone to tattoo the pattern and send it to the Crystal Palace.
Each coastal branch will find out which Japanese force this tattoo came from and what they did in the Central Plains."
Hong Lingbo was a little surprised, but he didn't hesitate in his hand and quickly took the cloth bag with a respectful greeting.
"The third thing is, from today on, you have to keep a good eye on one person. This person is..."
When talking about the latter part, Murong Fu suddenly lost his voice, but changed his voice to enter the secret through sound transmission.
After hearing this, Hong Lingbo didn't ask any questions, but just nodded, "Disciple, I've written it down. Does Master have any other instructions?"
Murong Fu pondered for a moment, then reached out and took off the sheathed sword from her waist.
"Master..." Hong Lingbo was greatly puzzled. Before he could say anything, he saw a faint white light glowing all over the scabbard, and then disappeared in an instant.
At this time, Murong Fu handed the sword back to her and explained, "There may be certain risks in this matter. I have sealed a sword energy in your scabbard. The power is about five times my strength. Pull it out at the critical moment."
It can save your life."
Hearing what he said, Hong Lingbo, who was a little unconcerned at first, suddenly looked solemn, and then became puzzled, "Master, according to my disciple's observation, that man has no internal energy fluctuations at all, and... and he doesn't look like a master.
Look."
"Do you think all the masters have it written on their faces?" Murong Fu rolled his eyes at her and was too lazy to explain to her. He just warned her solemnly, "Don't be careless. You must do what I say. Otherwise, don't blame me if you lose your life in confusion."
, of course, you don’t need to be too nervous, this is just a precaution and may not be useful.”
"Disciple, please remember this."
"Well, the sword energy in this scabbard will dissipate after a maximum of seven or eight days, so remember to come to me to renew the sword energy at regular intervals. Do you understand?"
"Disciple understands."
"Okay, let's go."
"Disciple resigns."
After Hong Lingbo left, Murong Fu did not look for Liu Shenghuaqi again, but turned around and returned to his room. It was not easy for him to win the battle with the man in black tonight. He just used the remaining true energy to seal the sword energy for Hong Lingbo.
He said that now that he is the most tired and weak, it is better not to wander around.
"Oh, it's true that the longer people live, the more they fear death..."
At the same time, people from the Golden Snake Battalion were searching for spies and rounding up Japanese assassins everywhere. The chaos lasted for nearly a whole night and did not calm down until dawn. Although the Golden Snake Battalion eliminated the enemy invaders and found many spies, the entire Lanling Mountain
However, the atmosphere became extremely solemn and oppressive, making people breathless. There was no longer any joy in defeating Wu Sangui.
At dawn the next day, Murong Fu woke up from his trance and carefully sensed the condition of his Dantian. Most of his skills had been restored. The rest could be recovered slowly over time without meditating and practicing. In addition, after the hearty battle last night,
, his understanding of martial arts principles has grown a little bit more, especially the practical application of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
"Hahaha, baby with this kind of experience...oh no, give me another shot at this kind of opponent!"
Feeling the growth of his cultivation, Murong Fu was in a good mood. This feeling of being able to make progress had not happened for a long time. It was no wonder that since then, he could no longer find any opponents in the world, and he himself had also slacked off a lot.
Too little will lead to no progress in martial arts, which is very dangerous for a martial arts practitioner. The way of martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
Of course, he was just talking about it. For a master like the man in black, he couldn't handle two, let alone a dozen.
After briefly washing up and changing into clean clothes, Murong Fu left the room and went to Mu Jianping and Li Yunzhi's rooms respectively. Mu Jianping had a quiet nature, even if there was a commotion outside, even if there was a hint of lightness in the air.
She was also carefree and elegant despite the smell of blood. In her eyes, as long as her brother Mu Jiansheng lived well and could occasionally catch a glimpse of Murong Fu, that would be enough.
However, Li Yuanzhi was not so easy to fool. After half a month, she regained her lively and active temperament. She couldn't stand being grounded. When she saw Murong Fu, she would make noises and beg him to take her out to play, even at the expense of sacrifice.
However, Murong Fu still had business to attend to, so after taking advantage of her, he left the room amidst Li Yunzhi's scolding, and strictly ordered the disciples guarding the backyard to keep an eye on her.
Near noon, Murong Fu came to the front hall, where Taoist Mu Sang was already waiting.
Murong Fu was not surprised by this, but he still pretended to be surprised and greeted him, "Hey, good morning, Taoist priest, please sit down quickly. Please sit down quickly. These people really don't know how to respect the old and love the young. They actually let
You, an old man, have been waiting here for so long without even being offered a cup of tea!"
Taoist Mu Sang rolled his eyes and was too lazy to expose him. He sat down and said calmly, "Young master is busy with things. How can I care about minor details?"
"Haha, Taoist Master is broad-minded and open-minded, I admire him."
"Young Master is so complimentary, I am ashamed of myself." Taoist Mu Sang said politely, and immediately said straight to the point, "I came here today, firstly, to thank Mr. Murong for his help last night."
After saying that, he waved to the outside and said, "Bring it in."
A few big men came in carrying two big boxes. Judging from the way they were struggling, they seemed to be heavy.
When the box landed on the ground, Taoist Mu Sang flicked the whisk, and the lid automatically popped open, revealing two boxes of white silver and a little gold.
Murong Fu was a little surprised when he saw this. When did this old man or Jin Snake Camp become so generous?
At this time, Taoist Mu Sang said, "I would like to give you two thousand taels of silver and five hundred taels of gold as a special gift to express my gratitude. I hope you will not dislike it."
Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, and he laughed and said, "Taoist priest, you are too polite. What a small effort is worth mentioning. Besides, with my friendship with your camp, it is my duty to take action. How can I talk about the word 'thank you'?"
Taoist Mu Sang looked solemn and said with deep meaning, "Friendship is friendship, and business is business. The old master understands this. Please accept it, sir."
"Oh?" Murong Fu couldn't help but wonder when he heard something in his words, "I wonder what the 'business' the chief mentioned refers to?"
Taoist Mu Sang looked at him with a half-smile, "Don't you think you need to spend money to hire the killer of Blood Shadow Palace?" This chapter has been completed!