Half an hour passed, and Murong Fu turned around and finally found the courtyard wall of the Pingxi Palace.

It is not very accurate to say that it is a courtyard wall, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this three-zhang high stone wall in front of you is a "city wall".

"Build such a thick courtyard wall, I'm really afraid of death!" Murong Fu thought disdainfully in his heart, his legs rose from the ground, and he jumped onto the wall in an instant.

Looking at it, Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, pavilions and pavilions, row upon row, mansion compounds, resplendent and beautiful.

"Where is this palace, even compared to the palace, it is not much better. Murong Fu suddenly felt a sour feeling.

Then he thought again, "Pingxi Wangfu is so rich, you can't go home empty-handed this time." ”

What made him most angry was that compared to this palace, the Senate of Yanziwu was almost like a slum, which made him, who had always been arrogant, how could he stand it.

Soon Murong Fu threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his face gradually became solemn, the guards of this palace really lived up to his reputation, within a radius of dozens of zhang from the position where he stood, there were sixteen bright whistles and twenty-three secret whistles, and all of them were not weak, at least at the level of second-rate masters.

Thinking about the fact that the Pingxi Royal Mansion covers an area of more than ten miles, how many guards will there be in total?

Even with Murong Fu's self-confidence, he felt a little numb in his scalp, there were so many people, unless the Heavenly Sword was in his hand, he could only flee in the wilderness.

In fact, he didn't know that this was just the backyard of the palace, so the defense was not very tense, if it was in the front yard, he was afraid that he would have already retreated now.

"Hmph, I, Murong Fu, have never been to the Longtan Tiger's Den, and the palace compound also comes and goes freely, how can I be afraid of your small Pingxi Palace. Murong Fu muttered disdainfully, flew up, and walked forward in the night.

He visited the Pingxi Wangfu at night this time, mainly to touch the bottom of Wu Sangui, it is best to find one or two handles, so that the rest of the matter will be much smoother, and secondly, he naturally wants to find out what the situation of Qifeng Tower is.

He didn't believe that Wu Sangui was so kind and sent his elite henchmen to protect Jianning, of course, if he had the opportunity, it was not impossible to kill Wu Yingxiong.

Walking cautiously for a while, Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, the fragrance of flowers in this courtyard was quite strong, mixed with a little taste of rouge gouache, it seemed to be a woman's residence.

Murong Fu's mind turned, he thought of something, and then shook his head again, he had heard of several sons-in-law of King Pingxi, all of them were old, and the daughters of King Pingxi would not be so young, let alone their old mothers.

Immediately, he sped up his figure, left quickly, and swept out a mile or two in a blink of an eye, but at this moment, Murong Fu paused, and kept looking around.

"Strange, how can there be no guards?" Murong Fu muttered to himself, unlike what he had seen before, the land in front of him was nothing except an ordinary courtyard, it seemed very quiet and desolate, and the most strange thing for him was that there were no half guards here.

There is a hint of sandalwood in the air, and the smell is quiet and quiet.

"Did I accidentally fly out of the Pingxi Palace?" Such a place doesn't look like the extravagant Pingxi Palace, Murong Fu couldn't help but think so.

Just when he hesitated, suddenly a "zheng" sounded, followed by a pleasant piano sound.

Murong Fu used to listen to Abi playing the piano a lot, and he naturally didn't know anything about the sound of the piano, this melodious sound of the piano sounded like a breeze at first glance, leisurely, but listening carefully, he could clearly feel the sorrow and resentment in the depths of the piano sound, which was very pity.

Unconsciously, Murong Fu's mind gradually became trance-like, immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate himself, with the ups and downs of the rhythm and melody, he sometimes frowned, sometimes let go, if there was a second person here, he would definitely see that the blue and red light on his body was intertwined and flickering, and his breath was undulating, which was very weird.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Fu woke up violently, only to find that he was sweating profusely.

Remembering that when Fang Cai was in a trance, he suddenly found himself in a strange environment, with thousands of people around him, all pointing at him and scolding, what he was scolding, he couldn't hear clearly, he only felt that the depression in his chest was rising, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and started killing, and for a time the sky was dark and the blood flowed like a river.

Until there was no longer a living mouth around, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "What about what Qianfu is pointing at, what about the people with his hand, even if I Murong Fu kills the old man of the world, what is there to fear!"

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that the sound of the qin has the ability to dementor the soul?" Murong Fu suddenly felt strange, even if there was something wrong with the sound of the qin, but with his current mind that was hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people, it was absolutely impossible for him to be easily confused.

His eyes couldn't help but move to the small courtyard in front of him, at this moment the sound of the piano has stopped, and the small courtyard has returned to its original quiet, if someone is plotting against him, there is no one else except the owner of this small courtyard.

Murong Fu's expression changed for a while, and finally slowly walked towards the small courtyard, no matter what, he would meet this person for a while, in his mind, since the people in the courtyard can make achievements in the invisible and traceless, which makes people addicted and unconscious, they must be masters among the masters, but I am afraid that compared to Na Aqing, it is not much better.

A few zhang away, Murong Fu walked for nearly a quarter of an hour before arriving at the gate of the courtyard.

"Buddha's heart is small?" Murong Fu looked at the plaque above the courtyard gate and muttered.

At this moment, a gentle and mellow voice came, "Since you have a distinguished guest, please come in." ”

"It's really powerful. Murong Fu sighed in his heart and decisively pushed the door in.

Murong Fu glanced at it, there was only a small flower garden and a few wooden houses in the courtyard, and the fragrance of flowers and sandalwood was mixed together, but it was not disgusting at all, but there was a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

"This benefactor, this is a place for poor nuns to cultivate, and it is inconvenient to entertain foreign guests, if there is anything wrong, please tell me. Fang Cai's voice rang out from the middle room.

Murong Fu didn't reply immediately, but closed his eyes and sensed that in the entire small courtyard, in addition to the woman in the house with a very ordinary atmosphere, there was also a rather strong atmosphere.

But he still shook his head, although that aura was not weak, it was only a super-first-class level, and it was impossible to plot against him unconsciously.

Thinking of this, he stared intently at the hut in the middle.

"Donor, donor has something to say, but it's okay to say?" the woman in the house couldn't help but urge when she heard no movement outside the house.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency plotted against me, but now you pretend not to know, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Huh?" the woman in the house seemed to be stunned for a moment, and wondered, "Why did the donor say this, the poor nun has never seen you, how can he harm you, not to mention that the poor nun is just an ordinary woman, where did the plot come from?"

Murong Fu frowned slightly, the woman's breathing was extremely smooth when she spoke, it didn't seem to be fake, but how to explain the sound of the piano?

"Hmph, don't pretend, it's Your Excellency who just played the piano?"

"It's the poor nuns. ”

Murong Fu's voice was slightly cold, "That's right, you confuse me with the sound of the piano, and almost made me go crazy and fall into a place of no return, hum, what is your intention to attack this son for no reason?"

"The sound of the piano?" the woman in the room seemed to be taken aback, and then sighed and asked, "The donor listened to the sound of the piano, but saw some strange pictures?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that my son woke up at a critical moment, I am afraid that he would have fallen into madness at this moment. Murong Fu replied truthfully.

To be honest, he also wanted to know what was going on with Fang Cai's qin sound, no matter how high the opponent's martial arts were, and he could transfer souls and other martial arts, but he still didn't believe that the other party's mental power could be stronger than him.

After a moment of silence in the room, there was a sudden creak, and the door opened, revealing a woman dressed in plain linen cloth.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then he was stunned again, his shoulders were shaved and graceful, and there was no makeup on his face, but it was crystal clear and snowy, beautiful and dusty, except for a faint quiet and elegant color between his eyebrows, how could he look like a half-monk.

The woman glanced at Murong Fu a few times, her eyes lit up slightly, and then she bowed and bowed, and said with a normal expression, "Donor, please come to the house for a while." ”

Murong Fu was stunned when he heard this, but he nodded without the slightest hesitation and agreed.

Entering the house, Murong Fu looked around, the furnishings were very simple, a futon, a wooden fish, a table and chairs, and a guqin, and there was nothing.

"The humble house is simple, don't mind the donor, please sit. The woman said lightly, and then came to the window, where there was a tea set.

The woman poured Murong Fu a cup of tea, sat down across from him, and said in a harmonious voice, "I don't know who the donor's name is, what are you doing here?"

Murong Fu hesitated and replied truthfully, "My name is Murong Fu, I'll ...... it."

"What, you are Murong Fu?" The woman was suddenly taken aback, and a pair of beautiful eyes glared at the boss, and she couldn't stop looking at Murong Fu.

"Pretend, you continue to pretend, I don't know who I am and still plotting?" Murong Fu slandered in his heart, even now, he still firmly believed that it was this seemingly ordinary woman who plotted against him.

After a while, the woman restrained her expression, her face showed more strange kindness, and she said apologetically, "It's the poor nun who has lost her temper, I hope the donor will forgive me." ”

Murong Fu waved his hand, "Okay, I'm too lazy to go around in circles with you, let's say, who are you?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and a strange look flashed on her face, "What? You came here and didn't know who I was?"

Murong Fu's patience was gradually worn out, although the woman opposite was also a rare beauty in the world, but he was so worried about the fact that the other party was plotted, and he didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all, so he immediately snorted coldly, "My son's patience is limited, if you don't say anything, you won't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As he spoke, he secretly mentioned twelve points of internal force to prevent the woman from bursting out.

Unexpectedly, the woman said something that surprised him, "Hehe, I'm Ake's mother, you can't be rude to me." ”

"What, you're from Ake...... So you are a curse to the country...... Isn't it, the number one beauty in the world, Chen Yuanyuan?" Murong was dumbfounded when he reappeared, and his words were a little unclear.