Murong Chaoren had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and after being hit by the strength attached to the white silk, he couldn't help but retreat, and when he wanted to catch up again, there was a sudden swishing sound, and countless silk threads were entangled, instantly tying him into a big zongzi.

Murong Chao is not easy to follow, the internal force was shocked, all the silk threads were broken, and when he looked up, where was there still half a figure in the hole on the roof, he knew that the person who came was very skilled, and it was useless to chase after him at this time, so he had to give up, and turned his head and stared angrily at the dozens of figures at the gate of the palace.

Li Sirong and the others have cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book for two years, and they have been opened up by Murong Fu at any cost in advance, it can be said that they have reached the first-class realm in a day, and the average level has reached the first-class realm, one or two may not be able to pose a threat to peerless masters like Wang Chongyang, but dozens of them are different together, and for a while, several people in the hall are in a hurry.

Murong Chao was furious, and was about to kill desperately, but at this moment, a figure squeezed in at the door of the hall, and a sad and sad voice sounded, "Father!"

Everyone stopped, only to see Prince Yuanyi push through the crowd, stumbling to the hall, his knees weakened, kneeling on the ground and crying, "Father, why did you go like that......"

Although Zhao Gou's body had been torn apart, the dragon robe on the ground and the round-eyed head all showed his identity.

Huang Shang jumped in front of Prince Yuan Yi, slapped him in the face, threw him out of the air, and scolded angrily, "It's all a good thing you did, do you know what kind of disaster you will bring to the Great Song Dynasty by doing this?" Are you worthy of your father, your ancestors, and the people of the world?"

Up to now, these people in the palace still don't understand that Prince Yuanyi has colluded with Murong Fu, compared to Wang Chongyang's confusion, Lin Chaoying's anger, Huang Sheng is more of a hatred of iron and steel, this loser usually doesn't do his job properly, and he just behaves recklessly, and now he actually colludes with outsiders to murder the emperor, is the throne really so easy to sit on? Does he think that he can stabilize the Great Song Dynasty with his pus-filled appearance?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Huang Shang raised his hand and slapped it with a palm, looking at the posture, it seemed that he was going to slap this loser to death.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang were indifferent, but Murong Chao's complexion changed greatly, his body flickered, and he came to Prince Yuanyi in an instant, raised his hand to block Huang Shang's palm, and shouted fiercely, "Old ghost, pay attention to your identity, are you going to murder the prince?"

Prince Yuanyi was blinded by Huang Shang's previous slap, and only now did he come back to his senses, seeing that Huang Sheng actually wanted to kill himself, a trace of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes, but his face was silent, still maintaining a sad look, and his mouth kept muttering, "Father, father...... Erchen is sorry for you......"

Huang Shang was also dizzy for a while, and immediately sobered up after Murong Chao's reminder, and couldn't help but flash a trace of fear in his heart, the emperor was already dead, and if the prince died again, it would be complete despair.

Murong Chao glanced at Prince Yuanyi, his expression was uncertain, and after a while, he seemed to have made some decision, and knelt on the ground with his knees bent, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the emperor is mourning, and the old minister implores His Royal Highness to give priority to the society of the country and the people of the world, to mourn and change, take care of his body, take on great responsibilities, and revitalize the dynasty." ”

I have to say that Murong Chao is very deep in the city, and in a blink of an eye, he put the rebellion behind him, and turned to support the prince, no matter what, Zhao Gou is already dead, and the most qualified person to ascend the throne at the moment is the prince, at this time, kneeling can be described as worth ten thousand gold.

As for the relationship between Murong Fu and Prince Yuanyi, he doesn't care much, because in his eyes, Murong Fu has always been a reckless man, even if he has any collusion with the prince, it is not a big deal.

Of course, if he knew that Prince Yuanyi had become a loyal dog of Murong Fu, he didn't know if there would be this kneeling.

At the same time, somewhere in the palace, two figures were galloping rapidly, to be precise, one figure was holding the other, walking and jumping as if walking on the ground, and a few ups and downs had disappeared into the palace.

Murong Fu could clearly feel that the wind was moving, blowing half of his cheeks painfully, and the other half of his cheeks were tightly attached to a soft place, which could be described as two poles of ice and fire, and a faint fragrance came into his nose, he knew that it was a woman who was holding him, but this posture was really indecent, he was actually caught by a woman and ran wildly under his armpits, if it wasn't for the fact that he was unable to move at this time, he would have to have a good life.

About half an hour passed, Murong Fu was carried by a woman to a mountain, and a few people landed in front of a thatched hut, and the woman pushed the door in and threw Murong Fu on the bed.

"Hiss......" Murong Fu took a light breath, this woman was too gentle, "You can't be gentle?"

"Hmph, you troublemaker, it's good that I can save you, why are you asking for so much!" the woman's gentle and agile voice sounded, but there was a hint of anger in her tone.

Murong Fu glanced up and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "It's you?"

The woman in front of her is dressed in white Sheng Xue, with a delicate figure, melon seed face, moth eyebrows, skin like condensation, the most shameful thing is that she is full of a holy breath, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, it is the mysterious Wu Wei.

Wu Wei glanced at him, didn't speak, took a few green leaves from the medicine basket by herself, and came to Murong Fu again, ripped off his clothes, crushed the green leaves, and dripped the juice onto his wounds.

Wang Chongyang's sword directly pierced his body, and later because of Lin Chaoying's palm, the long sword cut a hole in his back, but it was only on the flesh and skin, and it did not hurt the bones and internal organs, otherwise he would not have survived until now, it can be said that this sword is a blessing in misfortune.

After Wu Wei treated the wound simply, she found gauze to wrap him, and she didn't say a word during the whole process, and her movements were not very gentle, and he grinned in pain.

"Why are you here?" Murong Fu didn't bother to care about her gentleness, and asked with some curiosity.

"I should be here, and I did. Wu Wei replied lightly, with a cold expression on her face, as if Murong Fu was some kind of bitter enemy.

Murong Fu rolled his eyes speechlessly, and had to sit up cross-legged and heal, but to his surprise, Wu Wei pushed his shoulder, "You'd better not heal your injuries first, and follow me to a place." ”

"What?" Murong Fu's eyes widened, "Didn't you see that I was injured so badly, I want to murder my husband!"

Wu Wei's cheeks were slightly red, "Pay attention to your words, and be careful that I sew your mouth shut when you talk nonsense." ”

The situation is stronger than people, and he has to bow his head, Murong Fu secretly swallowed this breath, and said in his mouth, "Then you have to tell me where to go and what to do, right?"

Wu Wei's deep eyes suddenly became hazy, and a few bright lights flashed faintly, like meteors, "You'll know when you go." ”

Reluctantly followed Wu Wei out, Murong Fu found that the place where the two of them were located was a high mountain, and under the mountain was the fire-filled and chaotic Lin'an City.

"This is Phoenix Mountain. Wu Wei explained lightly, "Can you still go?"

At this time, even for the sake of face, Murong Fu immediately straightened his chest, "Nonsense, flying is not a problem." ”

Wu Wei pursed her lips, turned around and walked in the other direction, Murong Fu secretly scolded for saving face, so he had to endure the pain and catch up.

The moonlight was dim, the mountain road was rugged, and after walking for nearly half an hour, just when Murong Fu couldn't help but want to scold his mother, Wu Wei suddenly stopped in front of him, "It's here." ”

"Where are you?" Murong Fu subconsciously asked, raised his eyes, and saw a row of steps not far ahead, followed by exquisite pavilions and pavilions, a large number of craftsmen were still working overnight, and half of the mountain was brightly lit.

Murong Fu became more and more puzzled in his heart, "What kind of palace is this, what are you bringing me here for?"

"Palace?" Wu Wei glanced back at him when she heard this, her face was indescribably strange, and she nodded after a while, "It's also a palace." ”

After speaking, he hurried away.

"Hey, you woman, let me tell you, my patience has a limit, if you don't tell me where to go, I won't leave!" Murong Fu also lost his temper, so he simply sat on the ground and didn't leave.

Wu Wei paused for a moment, and then said without looking back, "There is only one chance, do you cherish it when you are not in my ......"

Not to mention, even though Murong Fu had some backbone, he couldn't stand it like a cat's paw in his heart, and finally followed, thinking secretly in his heart, if you can't say that you are ugly for a while, I will see if this son will not clean you up.

Walked another stick of incense, this time different from the previous mountain road, walking all the repaired stone paths, but no matter how you look at it, it is a little dark and remote, suddenly the eyes brightened, the field of vision suddenly became broader, and the two came to a mountainside.

There are many stone pillars, stone steps, stone tablets repaired in the belly of the mountain, and even a few stone houses, carved dragons and phoenixes, beautifully decorated, like an underground palace.

"Hey, what the hell is this place?" Murong Fu couldn't help but ask again, vaguely guessing in his heart, but he couldn't figure out that Wu Wei would bring him to this place.

"What, are you scared?" Wu Wei glanced back at him with a smile, the indifference on her face dissipated, and she was vaguely cunning.

"Will this son be afraid?" Murong Fu's voice raised a few points, "Let's go, I want to see what Longtan Tiger's Den is, if you can't explain it clearly for a while, see if I don't beat you xx flower!"

The two walked through the underground palace, turned around, and came to the deepest part of the ground, which is a stone room with a radius of 100 zhang, the stone room is very empty, only a huge coffin is placed in the center, and there are some stone carvings scattered around it, in addition to a few yellow cloth strips, on which many words are written like ghost drawings.

As soon as he saw this scene, Murong Fu's heart suddenly cooled, and the first thought that came to his heart, "This coffin won't be prepared for me, right?"