"Zhiruo, I..." Murong Fu looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a slightly embarrassed expression. Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Zhiruo with a slight snort, "Huh! Mr. Murong, please go and see Miss Zhao quickly. I don't know when she will disappear."
Yes, you doubt me again."
Murong Fu felt quite guilty in his heart. Although he wanted to go to Zhao Min immediately, seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was really angry, he naturally could not leave like this. He immediately said warmly, "Zhiruo, I don't deny that if Miss Zhao dies at this moment, I
The first thing I will think of is your hand, because there is a deep gap between you. Even if you really kill her, I will not blame you."
"Really?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes suddenly brightened and she blurted out.
Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, but his expression was very calm. He nodded and said, "Yes, you are Brother Murong's favorite woman. No matter what you do wrong, I will never blame you or hate you. Although Miss Zhao treats me
It's extremely useful, but the death of Master Miejie can be traced back to Miss Zhao's men, so if you really want to kill her, I won't stop you."
When Zhou Zhiruo heard the words "favorite woman", she was filled with embarrassment and joy. Her whole head was dizzy. She didn't even think about the intention of Murong Fu's words. She immediately looked at Murong Fu with a red face.
"Since she is so useful to brother, Zhiruo will naturally not kill her again. At least she will wait until brother has finished using her before killing her."
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Zhou Zhiruo's face turned slightly pale, he remembered that Zhou Zhiruo's skills had not yet fully recovered, and she was having menstruation again, so her body was inevitably weak. He immediately stroked her forehead with a little distress, "Zhiruo,
Your injury has not healed, and you are running around again. Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me, and you can take good care of your injuries."
Zhou Zhiruo hummed slightly and her face turned slightly red, obviously she had not yet recovered from Murong Fu's sweet words.
After leaving Zhou Zhiruo's room, Murong Fu went straight to the bottom of the cabin, where the Great Sage Baoshu King and Huiyue Shi were imprisoned.
"Oops!" Murong Fu suddenly remembered something. He told Assassin that the Moonlight Envoy was dead, but they were not detained separately before. If the Great Sage Baoshu King was released now, wouldn't the lie be exposed?
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"That's all. After releasing him, I will set off immediately. Even if Assassin knows that I lied to him, what can he do to me?" After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu couldn't think of any good strategy, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
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Entering the room, the Great Sage Baoshu King was sitting in front of the case, seeming to be thinking hard about something, while Huiyue Shi was still in his original appearance, sitting quietly cross-legged beside him. The two of them looked completely unrelated.
Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. The two of them didn't seem to be from the same sect.
"Ahem," Murong Fu coughed deliberately to remind them of his arrival.
Huiyue Shi just opened his eyes and glanced at Murong Fu, then closed them again, his beautiful eyelashes motionless, not even a trace of movement.
As for the Great Sage Treasure Tree King, he raised his head and glanced at Murong Fu. There was a trace of embarrassment in his eyes, but he still managed to smile and said, "Mr. Murong must be impatient with the wait. Three days are just right. The scriptures have been deciphered.
, please take a look.”
As he spoke, he handed Murong Fu a small pile of paper written on the case with tiny handwriting.
After Murong Fu took it, he just glanced at it casually, nodded, and said with a smile, "This martial art is indeed wonderful. According to the agreement, as long as the Great Sage Baoshu Wang Mo writes 'Mingyu Glazed Body', I will let you go."
, Now that the scripture has been completed, please invite the Great Sage King."
As soon as these words came out, the face of the Great Sage Baoshu King was full of doubts. He had just clearly noticed that Murong Fu only glanced twice. How could one or two eyes be able to understand this eloquent text of nearly ten thousand words, let alone
In martial arts secrets, even if one word is wrong, the consequences are unpredictable. But he said he would be let go without checking it carefully. Could it be that he was blind and heard wrongly?
Even Huiyue Shi, who had been silent all this time, also opened his eyes and looked at Murong Fu with a look of astonishment on his face.
It was not difficult for Murong Fu to guess the thoughts of the Great Sage King Baoshu, and he immediately smiled slightly, "Of course I can trust the character of the Great Sage King Baoshu. I wanted to wait until you finished writing the scriptures silently, and then I could make tea and discuss martial arts with you.
Comparing the principles of Chinese and Western martial arts, it's a pity that I still have important things to do and I will be going to sea soon, so naturally I can't keep you longer."
The Great Sage Baoshu King was not sure what the purpose of Murong Fu's words was, but now that the other party had kept his promise and wanted to let him go, he naturally would not refuse any more and sighed with pretense of regret on his face.
"Young Master Murong is young, but his martial arts attainments have reached the pinnacle. From this, we can see that the martial arts in the Central Plains are profound and profound, and there are countless strange people. The Great Sage admires him so much. He would like to have more exchanges with you!"
"Haha," Murong Fu smiled heartily, "The days are long and there will be opportunities."
The Great Sage King Baoshu smiled in agreement, but didn't say much. He was really afraid that Murong Fu would suddenly change his mind.
How could Murong Fu not know what he was thinking? He felt quite funny in his heart. Normally, he would have teased him, but now time was running out and he could not delay any longer. He immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Please, King Baoshu"
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The Great Sage Baoshu King stood up, took two steps and suddenly stopped, looking at Hui Yue Shi, "Mr. Murong, what about her?"
"Holy King, you should take care of yourself first!" Murong Fu's tone became slightly colder, "She didn't memorize any scriptures for me!"
When the Great Sage Baoshu King heard this, he quickly walked out of the cabin without any delay.
Only then did Murong Fu's eyes fall on Hui Yue Envoy, and a wicked smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, "In the eyes of the Persian Ming Cult, you are already a heinous traitor, so don't take any chances, your only way out is
Follow me and hang out."
After saying that, he didn't wait for a reply and walked out on his own.
Huiyue Shi stared at Murong Fu's back with a gloomy expression on his face. After a long while, he sighed quietly, and his stern and elegant face turned gloomy.
On the deck, Murong Fu directly called two Emei disciples, sent the Great Sage Baoshu King off the ship, and ignored him. As for the acupuncture points being sealed, Murong Fu seemed to have forgotten about it, and did not give him any solution from the beginning to the end.
The Great Sage Treasure Tree King did not dare to mention the meaning of the acupoint, because he felt it was very unreal given the other party's character to let him go so easily.
As soon as the Great Sage King Baoshu left, Murong Fu immediately ordered the ship to sail. There were seven or eight boatmen and sailors living on the big ship. They moved very quickly. In about a quarter of an hour, the big ship's sails were swaying and it broke through the waves at a high speed.
Extremely fast.
Looking at the Spirit Snake Island gradually disappearing, Murong Fu let out a long breath. He was really a little afraid of Assassin. He couldn't explain why. He always felt that this person had a strange aura about him. Now he stayed away from this person.
, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Murong Fu quietly went outside Xiao Zhao's house and found that Dai Qisi was indeed in the house, so he came to Zhao Min's house again.
"Is Miss Zhao here?" Murong Fu knocked on the door and asked.
There was no response for a long time. Murong Fu sensed that there was someone in the house and immediately opened the door and entered.
"Huh?" But when he saw the scene in the room, Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically. He saw Zhao Min sitting on the ground, with his upper body leaning on the edge of the bed, his head drooped, and his chest and skirt were blood red.
"Miss Zhao!" Murong Fu was so surprised that he suddenly came to Zhao Min and stretched out his hand to feel his heartbeat. Fortunately, there was still a heartbeat.
"Miss Zhao, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you?" Murong Fu held up Zhao Min's head. The smile that used to be like a flower was pale and bloodless, and he was haggard. He felt heartache, and there was a surge in his chest, and a surge of anger.
Ajna.
"I...I..." Zhao Min was dying, but when someone touched her, her delicate body still tensed up involuntarily. She managed to open her eyes. When she saw it was Murong Fu, she breathed a sigh of relief and thought
Say something, but can't say it.
"Don't talk, I'll heal your wounds first!" Murong Fu stopped her hastily, carried her to the bed, and pointed at her left breast.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Murong Fu frowned. At this moment, most of the meridians in Zhao Min's body were destroyed. He didn't know any medical skills, so he used the meridians to heal people's injuries. He used the meridians to detect the conditions in other people's bodies.
Once the cause of the disease is known, it is difficult to even treat it.
After hesitating for a long time, he saw that Zhao Min's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and it seemed that he might die at any time. Murong Fu finally waved his hand, and the door automatically closed, and then he pulled open his chest and clothes. Suddenly, a shocking scene came into view.
Murong Fu had no time to take care of the tender skin, the big and soft skin. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Min's six acupuncture points, namely, Tianchi, Tanzhong, Jique, Tianshu, and Yutang. Each of them had a cyan acupoint.
Fist mark, and a slightly burnt palm mark on the chest.
Murong Fu's eyes almost burst out with fire, then he thought of something and turned over Zhao Min again. Sure enough, there was a fist mark on her lower back.
"Practice Seven Injuries, all seven will be injured, Seven Injuries Fist! The skill reaches Yang, enters the three burners of wood, and is the Nine-Yang Magic!" Murong Fu muttered to himself word by word. The fist marks on these seven acupoints were as if they were...
Symptoms of damage to seven parts including the heart, liver, spleen, kidney, lungs, Ren and Du meridians. As for the scorched black palm mark, it is a characteristic that can only appear after receiving the power of the Nine Yang Divine Art.
"Okay, okay, very good!" Murong Fu's heart was filled with overwhelming anger. At this moment, he still couldn't guess who was the person who hurt Zhao Min. "Zhang Wuji, Xie Xun, I remember this account.
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However, the most urgent task at the moment is to rescue Zhao Min first.
It has to be said that it is a miracle that Zhao Min can still run back after being hit by the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Seven Injury Fist. However, if you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that the fist marks on his Tianchi and Ruzhong points seem to be so crooked.
One point, but the other positions were all in the middle. It must have been a critical moment. Zhao Min used the technique of retracting and shifting the bones in the foot meridian to avoid death.
After Murong Fu thought for a moment, he vigorously activated the Shenzhao Sutra and pressed his palm on his chest. The pure essence of the Shenzhao Sutra was continuously injected into Zhao Min's body.