Murong Fu pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Don't alarm them for the time being, we won't do anything, just wait here." ”

The current situation is unknown, and the Crystal Palace's stronghold in Lin'an Mansion doesn't know what the situation is, and the most important thing is that he has a feeling that the three of them have been monitored, and going to the Crystal Palace stronghold rashly at this time will only expose them.

In contrast, he wanted to know more about the other two nails, and he could secretly take a look at the chance.

Hong Lingbo only knew that this time he came to Ancheng to save that Mu girl, since Murong Fu had her own plans, she didn't dare to say anything, and immediately said yes.

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and in these three days, Murong Fu will go to Hong Lingbo's room every day to personally guide her to practice, and the rest of the time he will take Zhao Jinling out for a walk, and Zhao Jinling After the initial struggle and resistance, she gradually became obedient, and in the public, even if the clothes were empty, she could do not have the slightest discoloration, and even had a faint hint of excitement.

Of course, the reason why Murong Fu did this was not entirely for the purpose of torturing her, the most important thing was to lure out the people who kidnapped Mu Jianping, but what disappointed him was that the three days had been calm, and there was no news coming, and he couldn't hold it back.

On this day, in the inn in the west city of Lin'an City, Murong Fu was slowly sipping tea, and there were two women standing in front of him, one woman leaned back, supported the ground with one hand and one foot, and raised one hand and one foot, fingertips on toes, the posture was very strange, and there was a faint white light on his body, which was Hong Lingbo who cultivated the Divine Foot Sutra.

The other woman was half naked, kneeling on the ground with her legs, holding a tea tray high with both hands, and it was Zhao Jinling.

Now Zhao Jinling has no arrogance at all, except for complaining in her heart that the master has not come to save her for so long, she is already helpless and powerless to Murong Fu, and she is too lazy to scold, but she is a little curious, the woman next to her is really practicing in such a shameful posture? Or is she just trying to satisfy Murong Fu's bt hobby?

In the past few days, she has gradually become accustomed to not being in front of Murong Fu, perhaps because her face is not true, she is quite open in this regard, and even faintly unconvinced, in front of her perfect body, Murong Fu is indifferent, could it be that this person is a silver-like pewter spear head?

The teacup in Murong Fu's hand hadn't moved for a long time, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to have encountered something very difficult.

Mu Jianping fell into the hands of the enemy for a long time, he was naturally not as calm as he appeared, if something really happened, he would regret it too late, but the problem now is that he has a hostage in his hands, and he is not afraid of how high the opponent's martial arts are, but people don't come to him, there is a feeling of strength and nowhere to go.

Thinking of this, he glared at Zhao Jinling fiercely, "Your master is really ruthless, she didn't come to save you even though she knew that you were suffering here, could it be that she thought I was too merciful?"

Zhao Jinling already understood that he didn't want to see him because of his master's relationship, but if the master didn't appear, what could she do, and said weakly, "If you let me go back, I'll go to the master and let her release that woman." ”

Hearing this, Murong Fu's eyes lit up, "Do you know where your master is?"

Zhao Jinling gritted her teeth, "I know she lives in the palace. ”

Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, and he shook his head slowly, "Wait, if there is no movement after tonight, I will ......"

Zhao Jinling's face was overjoyed, "You're going to let me go back?"

Murong Fu glanced at her deeply, "I want her to regret it." ”

was obviously talking about Zhao Jinling's master, but Zhao Jinling panicked for no reason, and faintly felt that if the master didn't show up again, she was afraid that something more terrible would happen.

That night, after Hong Lingbo returned to the room, Murong Fu sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill, his body exuded a luminous white light, his mind was in a state of complete emptiness, and the true yuan condensed by the dantian true qi was extremely viscous, and some kind of mysterious change was taking place.

Since the recultivation of Broken Dan, half of his strength has come from the double cultivation of secret arts, and most of it has been cultivated by himself bit by bit, which can be described as extremely pure, there are no impurities at all, and the spirit and spirit have gradually tended to some kind of perfect balance, as long as he advances to the incarnation realm again, he is sure that no one in the world is his opponent.

In the room, Zhao Jinling's figure curled up in the corner of the wall, with a collar around her neck, a chain connected to the middle of the collar, and the other end tied to the foot of the bed.

A pair of somewhat dim eyes looked at Murong Fu on the bed like a bright lamp, and couldn't help but think in his heart, if this big bad guy is not so bad, he will be better to himself, maybe ...... Maybe it's a good choice......

This thought for a lifetime, she was taken aback, how could she have such a thought, this villain has done so many hateful things to her, she must arrest him and torture him half to death and finally kill him, so as to relieve the hatred in her heart!

Suddenly, an undetectable breeze came from the window, and in the darkness, Murong Fu's eyes suddenly opened, and then with a flick of his fingers, an invisible sword qi shot out.

But as soon as I heard the snort, a small hole immediately appeared in the window, and there was no movement at all.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and talk about it?" Murong Fu said lightly, he knew that Fang Cai's sword didn't hurt the arrival.

There was silence in the room, and after a while, a sigh finally came, "Murong Gongzi is strong in martial arts, and his reputation is well deserved, so the old body will not come in." ”

The voice was hoarse and a little harsh, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.

"Master!" Zhao Jinling was overjoyed when she heard this, and instinctively wanted to rush over, but there was a loud bang, and a sharp pain came from her neck, and she remembered the chains on her body, so she had to retreat in a huff.

Murong Fu turned a deaf ear to Zhao Jinling's behavior, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he sneered in his mouth, "With Your Excellency's skills, you can be regarded as a famous party, and it is really shameful to do things that bully the weak and kidnap women, and now that this son has come, you might as well say anything directly." ”

"Alas...... How can the old body think like this, but it is related to the common people in the world, the orthodoxy of the Han people, and what is the name of the festival, even if it is pointed out by thousands of people, the world scolds, and the old body does not hesitate. The person outside the house sighed again, with seven points of melancholy, two points of indifference, and one point of dazedness, as if he really couldn't help himself to do such a thing.

Murong Fu was surprisingly angry when he heard this, and in a trance, his figure had already arrived in front of the window, and he raised his hand and slapped it with a palm.

The person outside the window didn't seem to expect Murong Fu to move without saying a word, and hurriedly slapped him at the window, but when he heard a soft "poof", the window shattered instantly, and the person outside the window also flew out with a touch.

"Nine Yin True Scripture?" Murong Fu was shocked, his movements were not slow, he dodged and jumped out of the window, only to see a black shadow flying up to the roof.

Murong Fu also followed, and when he got to the roof, he found that someone was waiting for him on the roof, and he had no intention of escaping.

Glancing slightly, he was wearing a black cloak on his head, and only a few strands of silver-white hair could be seen under the cloak, and he was wearing a gray tight-fitting robe, and the whole person was tightly wrapped.

"I don't want to say more nonsense, how is Ping'er?" Murong Fu stood still in front of the gray-clothed man and asked in a cold voice.

The gray-clothed man stood motionless, as if he was looking at Murong Fu carefully, and only spoke after a while, "That little girl is seriously injured, and her old body knows a little medical skills and has treated her, but the situation is not very good." ”

Murong Fu's face sank, and he only heard the man in gray continue, "Don't worry, the old body is not going to abuse a little girl, and I took her away just to invite you to come here." ”

"Tell me about it here?" Murong Fu sneered, unconcealing the killing intent on his body, "I don't care what your purpose is, if something goes wrong with Ping'er because of this, I will cramp and skin you, crush your bones and scatter ashes, and then wash the royal family of the Song Court in blood." ”

"What a big breath!" The man in gray was also angry, she didn't care what Murong Fu was going to do to her, but the sentence "bloodbathing the royal family of the Song Court" aroused her anger, "The stinky boy who has not dried up, he doesn't weigh what he says, although your martial arts are high, can you still be able to defeat thousands of people, and the enemy can be more than the mouth of the people?"

"Don't preach to me!" Murong Fu snorted and sneered at each other, "This son's words have been placed here, if you don't believe it, you can try it, I hope you don't regret it at that time." ”

The gray-clothed man didn't seem to expect Murong Fu to be so tough, took a deep breath, calmed the anger in his heart, and said slowly, "The old man sees that the son is not very conscious, let's wait for you to calm down and calm down, and the old man will leave." ”

Before the words fell, her figure was in a trance, and almost at the same time, Murong Fu's sharp palm had reached the top of her head, and with a bang, the figure of the gray-clothed man shattered, rubble flew, and the entire roof beam shook.

A small strip of gray-clothed cloth slowly fell, Murong Fu stretched out his hand to take it, and there was a faint wisp of fragrance coming from above, looking around, where was the shadow of the gray-clothed man, and he couldn't even sense the breath, obviously the gray-clothed man came prepared.

"Hmph, it's not bad to run for your life!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, and there was a commotion on all sides, it must have been Fang Cai's movement that alarmed the others, he didn't stay long, turned over and went down the roof.

In the guest room, Zhao Jinling was looking at the window with anticipation, and when she saw that it was Murong Fu who came back, she couldn't help but be deflated, she didn't have to think about it to know what the result was, and she was secretly shocked in her grief, Master's martial arts were definitely the top in the hands of the masters she knew, and she was not Murong Fu's opponent?

"I'm very disappointed you," Murong Fu guessed her mind just by glancing at her, and sneered, "Your master doesn't seem to have the intention of saving you, it seems that you are destined to be my slave for the rest of your life." ”

Zhao Jinling opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

Murong Fu's heart moved when he saw this, "Your master made me very unhappy tonight, you slave can't come over and let your master vent!"