Luo Bing was stunned, and then reacted, a trace of shame and anger flashed in her eyes, but she also knew that although this little prince was very lustful, he still knew some measure, even if he really had any thoughts about himself, he didn't dare to act rashly, after all, now the safflower will be with ......

Thinking of the Red Flower Society, Luo Bing's heart suddenly became cold, now the Red Flower Society, the foundation is completely destroyed, there are only two chief helmsmen left, at most counting each rudder, there are only three or two kittens, if the people in Prince Bao's Mansion know, I am afraid that they will kick the Red Flower Society away.

Don't look at Fu Ankang laughing madly at the moment, but in fact, he is deliberately releasing a code, beside him, in addition to this old man who is in charge, there is also a master who secretly protects him, which was arranged for him by Prince Bao.

At the same time, he also motioned to the old man to go and mobilize troops and horses.

"Huh. Murong Fu sneered, reached out and shook at Fu Ankang.

Fu Ankang's figure staggered, and he fell forward involuntarily, followed by a flower in front of him, and seven or eight Murong Fu appeared at the same time.

Fu Ankang instinctively wanted to rub his eyes, but his body was light, and suddenly a strong force came from his lower abdomen, and at the same time, he was also hit at the vest, and he almost lost his breath.

The women and the old man in charge were stunned, they could only see that Murong Fu's body instantly differentiated into seven or eight shadows, which were divided and combined, and each shadow attacked a part of Fu Ankang at the same time, and Fu Ankang's body was thrown into the air, up and down, screaming again and again, and never falling to the ground.

The old man was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, what kind of three-legged cat kung fu is this, he immediately turned around and ran without hesitation, he knew that he was by no means Murong Fu's opponent, and now he had to immediately send a message to the elite soldiers in the mansion and let them encircle and suppress Murong Fu.

But Murong Fu would not let him succeed, suddenly, all the shadows came together, showing Murong Fu's figure, and grabbed the old man at the door again, the old man felt a suction force coming from behind him, and immediately stomped his feet, trying to stabilize his body.

However, the suction power is getting bigger and bigger, and the internal force that he has cultivated with great difficulty is also losing little by little, and he was shocked in his heart, and suddenly his body was light, and he flew back upside down.

In fact, Murong Fu's current Northern Spiritual Skill has been cultivated to the Dacheng realm, and he can barely absorb power through the air.

The old man's body flew in mid-air, Murong Fu jumped up suddenly, kicked out in the air, and an invisible force flew out, hitting the old man's waist, only to hear the two tooth-sour sounds of "Gege", the old man's body was actually folded in half at the waist, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", fell out like a broken sack, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Murong Fu fell back to the ground, and then he looked down at Fu Ankang in front of him, but when he saw that Fu Ankang's face was distorted at this time, his eyes and nose were almost piled together, it could be seen that the pain was extreme, although there were no scars on his body, but his whole body was soft, as if he had no bones.

Murong Fu took a step forward, stepped on the back of Fu Ankang's hand, and twisted it hard.

"Ah...... Put...... Let...... I ......" Fu Ankang screamed in his mouth and hurriedly begged for mercy.

All this is a long story, in fact, from Murong Fu's hand to the present, it is only a snap of his fingers, and the two people who are still domineering just now, one does not know whether he is alive or dead, and the other is lying on the ground like mud, and his mouth is intermittently begging for mercy.

"Murong Fu, you ...... You...... Don't mess around. Luo Bing saw Fu Ankang like this, and he couldn't bear it, he was also the little prince of Prince Bao's mansion, and he was the lamp boss of the Red Flower Society, and now the Red Flower Society had become like this, if he wanted to recover his strength, I am afraid he would have to rely on Prince Bao's Mansion, if the little prince was beaten to death, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Murong Fu didn't seem to hear it, even the movements under his feet did not stop, his eyes calmly skimmed out of the house, and said lightly, "How long are you going to hide, come out!"

Everyone was stunned and looked towards the door, but there was nothing but the faint moonlight, and there was darkness, and there was no one.

"Ahh

Murong Fu stepped on it again, and snorted coldly, "If you don't come out again, your master will die!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "snort", and a safflower-colored force flew from the door, fiery red, like a flame.

Murong Fu's eyes showed a strange look, and with a flick of his hand, he grabbed the strength in his hand, and with a "swish", a cluster of flames burst out of his palm.

"Sure enough, it's a flame knife, the master's flame knife has made a breakthrough, but if you want to use the flame knife to deal with this son, it's still a lot worse. Murong Fu smiled faintly and waved his hand to disperse the flames in his hand.

"Lord Murong, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my skills have increased again, which is gratifying. At this moment, a gentle and neutral voice sounded, everyone followed the prestige, I don't know when there was a person at the door, there was already one more person, dressed in a yellow robe, looking at the service, it seemed to be a monk in the Western Regions, the body was thin, the two ears were extremely large, and the treasure light on the face flowed, quite a monk who had attained the Tao.

None of the women had seen this person, and they didn't even know how the other person appeared, as if he had been standing there in the first place, but everyone hadn't seen him.

"Amitabha, the little monk Gu Mozhi, I have seen Murong Gongzi, I haven't seen him for many days, Gongzi is fine!" Gu Mozhi stood on his chest with one hand, bent down and bowed, and said very politely.

Murong Fu only felt a very weak aura outside the house following behind Fu Ankang, but he didn't expect this person to be Gu Mozhi, for a while, he was also stunned in place, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, "It turned out to be Master Gu Mozhi, what's the matter? When did the master become the lackey of this palace!"

Gu Mozhi's face did not fluctuate at all, and even with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Just take what you need, what kind of lackeys are not lackeys, the little monk was originally running around, how can he live a carefree life like Murong Gongzi." ”

After a pause, he said, "I hope that the prince will reward the little monk with a face, so how about stopping?"

His tone was very calm, not hurried, very calm, and he couldn't hear a trace of anger.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, you know, last time in Xu Jiaji, he beat Gu Mozhi to death, I thought that since that time, the two have formed a mortal enemy, and it will be a situation of endless death when they meet again, but I didn't expect that the Gu Mozhi I saw today was like a different person, as if the events of that day had not happened at all.

"Could it be that he was beaten by me and lost his memory?" Murong Fu thought so in his heart, and couldn't help blurting out, "How did the master recover from the injury he suffered in Xu Jiaji last time?"

The corners of Gu Mozhi's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes, but there was a slight smile on his face, and he said, "The little monk has this calamity in his life, but he is borrowing the hand of the son to respond to the calamity, and now the calamity has passed, and the little monk has realized that the past is like a cloud, and he will never remember it anymore." ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a long time before he reacted, although the change in Gu Mozhi's expression was extremely secretive, it still did not escape his eyes, it turned out that this Gu Mozhi was just bluffing, knowing that it was not his opponent, so he didn't mention the last time.

Thinking through the joints, Murong Fu sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth, raised his legs and walked towards Gu Mozhi, and said, "Since it is the master's request, this son can't help but give face, but this son has something unclear, and I ask the master to give advice." ”

Seeing Murong Fu coming, Gu Mozhi's heart suddenly tightened, his heart beat faster, and he wanted to turn around and flee immediately, but he glanced at the little prince on the ground, Fu Ankang, and tried his best to hold back, his face remained silent, and asked, "I don't know what the prince wants to ask, if the little monk knows, he must know everything." ”

"Hehe," Murong Fu grinned suddenly, "This son is just strange, you and I obviously have a deep hatred, why do you think this son will let you go!"

Before the words fell, the figure suddenly swept out, and with a palm of his hand "roared", a thick and incomparable golden force rushed towards Gu Mozhi, in the eyes of others, he couldn't see Murong Fu's body movements clearly, and he could only see his whole person turned into a huge golden giant palm and grabbed towards Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi's expression changed greatly, his legs rose from the ground, and when he was in the air, his right hand standing in front of his chest made a strange gesture in the air, while his left hand drew a semicircle from left to right, and with a "brush", he put his hands together and cut it off in the shape of a hand knife.

With a "poof", a fiery red energy surged in the wind, and in an instant, it was about the size of a zhang, like a big knife, the whole body was crystal clear, burning with raging flames, and a hot wave of air slowly dispersed.

Gu Mozhi's series of movements were completed between the lightning and flint, but seeing him let out a low cry in his mouth, the huge flame sword qi slashed down towards Murong Fu's palm.

A shrill sound sounded, like a blade scraping on an iron plate, making people feel crispy to the bones.

But after seeing a burst of sparks raging, the palm power, knife qi, and fire qi were scattered all over the house, and the beautiful room became charred and black in an instant, and it was a mess.

At this time, Murong Fu stood outside Gu Mo Zhi and looked at Gu Mo Zhi with an indifferent expression.

And Gu Mozhi also looked at Murong Fu with a solemn face, and after a long time, he suddenly let out a long breath, and the whole person seemed to be drained of his spirit, extremely decadent, and sighed in his mouth, "The little monk originally thought that if he cultivated the flame knife to the fullest, he could compete with Murong Gongzi, but he didn't expect that after all, he was still inferior to Murong Gongzi, and Gongzi's martial arts progress is so fast that it is rare in the world,"

The little monk asked himself about the past and the present, but he had never heard of a person as talented as the son. ”

"Okay, there is no need to say anything about sycophants, do you retreat by yourself, or will this son send you away?" Murong Fu said impatiently.

Gu Mozhi's face stiffened, he looked at Fu Ankang on the ground, and finally nodded, "The little monk said goodbye." ”

After speaking, he folded his hands and saluted, and his figure slowly disappeared in place.

As soon as Gu Mozhi left, Murong Fu also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Gu Mozhi is indeed extraordinary, if it weren't for the limited potential of the martial arts he cultivated, I am afraid that the other party's growth speed would be faster.

For such an enemy, Murong Fu naturally didn't want to let go, but now that he was in the palace, he was fighting with Gu Mozhi, which was bound to alarm the elite soldiers of the palace, and he might be able to run away at that time, but the woman behind him and the disciples of the Crystal Palace were not necessarily.