Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1783

[Chapter 1770 Demon Heresy]

(Maopu Chinese)

Song Qingshu showed a strange look: “Only the old huozi knows about that place…” Then he smiled without saying a word.

Murong Fu naturally understood what he meant, and immediately replied: “Mr. Mu, please rest assured, I came here to rescue you from Jietan Temple. When that time comes, we will contact Duanmuyuan and others together to destroy Tianshan Tongmao together.”

Song Qingshu then said: “Young Master Murong is indeed a cheerful person, this time you can get the help of Young Master Murong, who is very famous, and the big things will be successful. The island owner of the seventy-two caves on the Thirty-Six Islands will definitely be a great favor to the son. The great virtue will keep it in mind, and if you have any dispatch in the future, you will definitely be willing to go through fire and water.”

This time just scratched Murong Fu’s itch. He did so much for the purpose of restoring the country in the future. Although the seventy-two holes in the Thirty-Six Islands are of different quality, there are also a lot of strange people and scholars, which should not be underestimated. This power might be of help to his great cause.

Soon Murong Fu left Jietan Temple with what he thought was Mu Gaofeng. Now the guards of Jietan Temple are not too strict, so naturally they can’t stop him.

After leaving Jietan Temple, Murong Fu couldn’t help but ask, “Where are we going next?”

“Let’s go out of Lingzhou City first.” Song Qingshu pondered secretly. Although he learned a piece of news from Mu Gaofeng, Duanmuyuan and others may not be there now, but now he can only try his luck. .

“What about now?” Lingzhou City is now heavily guarded, but such a large city can always find an opportunity to get out. After leaving the city, Murong Fu asked again, he always felt that this Mu Gaofeng was not refreshing enough, but he asked for it. People can’t either.

“Let’s go all the way to the west, probably a hundred miles away at Dulong Peak.” Song Qingshu no longer challenged Murong Fu’s patience, lest the two of them have any conflict and waste time.

Murong Fu nodded. He had been lurking in Xixia Yipintang for so many years, and he was somewhat familiar with the surrounding terrain. He knew that Dulong Peak was a very dangerous place, and it was most suitable for planning some murders and stealing goods.

Lingzhou in Western Xia was originally a horse-producing area, and as long as it was not purchased on a large scale and sent to the Southern Song Dynasty, almost no one would care. The two easily bought two horses and drove all the way to the west.

A few hours later, when night fell, the two found that the mountain road was becoming more and more rugged, so they left the horses behind and walked on foot instead. Both of them are experts in the rivers and lakes. The longer the grass beside the aisle, Song Qingshu frowned and said, “We’re just afraid that we’re going the wrong way, and most of the bend ahead is wrong.” He wasn’t familiar with the Xixia realm, so he didn’t have a clue.

Murong Fu also frowned. Although he knew about the Dulong Peak, he had never been there, and he didn’t know if he had made a mistake: “Let’s find a cave or a broken temple, sleep in the open all night, and have a good vision tomorrow after dawn. Find your way.”

Song Qingshu looked strange, thinking that if I was with your cousin, Miss Wang, I wouldn’t mind sleeping in the wild, but these two big men are really weird.

Murong Fu had not experienced the baptism of the friendship of the later generations, so he didn’t know what he was thinking at this time, otherwise he might draw his sword to face each other right away.

He thought to himself that his Qinggong was better than Mu Gaofeng, so he voluntarily ran out to find a place to live. Looking at the rough roads and rocky rocks, how could there be any caves or broken temples?

After running for a few miles in one breath, he turned around a hillside, and suddenly saw a little light in the valley on the right, Murong Fu was overjoyed, looking back and shouting, “Mr. Mu, there is a home here.”

Song Qingshu rushed to hear the sound and glanced at it from a distance: “There are still people in this wilderness, I’m afraid they are not good people.”

Murong Fu laughed: “Mr. Mu has been thinking too much. It seems that he is just a hunter, Shan Nong, and with your martial arts skills, you don’t have to be afraid of anything.” , Although Mu Gaofeng is known as the Saibei Ming Camel, his martial arts are at most second-rate in the arena, not comparable to their Gusu Murong family.

Song Qingshu naturally knew his intentions, and while exchanging a few words with him about business, he walked quickly towards the light.

The lights were far apart, and they still flickered after walking for a while,

Can’t see the house.

Murong Fu frowned and said, “This lamp is a bit evil.”

In fact, Song Qingshu had already seen clearly what was going on, and said at the right time, “Hold on, Young Master Murong, you see this is a green light.”

Murong Fu stared at it and saw that the lamp was glowing with green light, the color of the lamp was dark red or yellow.

He quickened his pace and drove a few more miles to the green light, so he could see more clearly.

Instead of being surprised, he said happily: “Could this be the gathering place for those people in the Seventy-two Caves of Thirty-Six Islands?”

Suddenly, a faint voice flew over: “Who is the little beast, why do you know that I am waiting for the next meeting, is it because I leaked the news?” It was uncomfortable, but he could hear every word clearly, but at this time his tone was full of horror.

Murong Fu snorted. He hurried over before seeing the main lord, and was scolded by some cats and dogs for being a little beast. Naturally, he was a little angry in his heart. From the voice transmission of the other party, he heard that the internal strength of the speaker was not good. Shallow, but not necessarily the real first-class kung fu.

His purpose in this trip was to subdue the people in the 72 holes in the Thirty-Six Islands for his own use.

So he spit out his dantian and shouted, “Who are you scolding the little beast!”

Although he didn’t know how to do lion roar, this voice was mixed with extremely bright internal strength, and the sound shook the valley, and everyone’s ears were buzzing loudly, but a miserable “ah” sound came from the green light.

In the quiet night, Murong Fu’s “who” lingering still lingered, and the scream was terrifying.

Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Although Murong Fu had been shriveled several times in the hands of the top players, but looking at the entire river and lake, he was still at the top of the pyramid.

Hearing from the man’s miserable cry, the injury was really serious, and he might have died.

The man’s screams were about to stop, but with a screeching sound, a green rocket shot into the sky and exploded with a bang, causing half of the sky to turn into a deep blue color.

Murong Fu was determined, but he didn’t explain it. He rushed in the direction of the green light, only to hear two shouts beside him. It was obvious that Mu Gaofeng had already started with someone.

Immediately afterwards, three black shadows flew up in the faint light of the green fire, patted three times, and slammed into the mountain wall, apparently giving Mu Gaofeng a clean meal.

Murong Fu was secretly surprised, he had underestimated this dead hunchback before, he never expected his martial arts to be so high.

The two rushed to the green light and saw a large bronze cauldron in front of them. An old man was lying next to the bronze cauldron. A smoke rising from the cauldron was as thin as a line, but it was as straight as a arrow.

I saw the word “mulberry” cast on the foot of the tripod. It was formed by several small snakes and centipedes. The bronze and green were gorgeous, like an ancient relic. Song Qing wrote: “It is from the Sangtu Gong faction of Bilin Cave in Western Sichuan.”

Murong Fu glanced at him in surprise: “Mr. Mu is indeed very knowledgeable.” He claims to be a hundred masters, but he doesn’t know what Sang Tugong is, but he doesn’t have any doubts. The martial arts people on the side are more familiar with it.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly. Although his martial arts skills are high, his knowledge is not necessarily comparable to Wang Yuyan’s. The reason why he knows the identity of the other party is that he has read the original book before, which is a bit obvious.

“The matter has been leaked. If you don’t kill these two people, everyone must die together!” Suddenly a voice sounded, followed by two chirps in the dark, the golden blade slashed the wind, and a knife and a sword slashed from the long grass to the two of them. At the same time, there was a stench of stench, followed by a slight sharp wind blowing in the face, obviously a vicious hidden weapon also shot over.

Maopu Chinese

[End of this Chapter]