Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu's group quickly joined Hong Lingbo and Qu Feiyan, who were guarding the secret passage, and seven or eight people left Lin'an City through the secret passage, and then lurked towards the Fenghuang Mountain Mausoleum. , although it involves the secrets of the Blood Shadow Palace, but he believes that this girl knows the importance and will not leak it out indiscriminately.

Back at the bottom of the underground palace, everyone chose a secret room to retreat and heal their injuries. Among them, Li Mochou and Feng Bo'e were the most seriously injured because they were attacked by Murong Chao. Its tenacity is much different from that of ordinary people, even if it is damaged, as long as it is not completely destroyed, it can be repaired.

As for Feng Bo'e, who has accomplished nine suns, his ability to heal injuries is also extraordinary. It can be said that as long as there is a breath, recovery will only be a matter of time. Things got better soon.

After arranging the crowd, Murong Fu also heaved a sigh of relief. Compared with the loss of the Blood Shadow Palace, if these painstakingly trained subordinates lose one or a half, it would not be distressed, but regret.

In the huge stone room where Zhao Gou was about to be placed, Wu Wei came and went in a hurry, brought out all the items that had been prepared in advance, and set up the so-called big formation. It could be seen that she seemed to have been preparing for a long time on Phoenix Mountain. The underground palace is also very familiar.

Murong Fu sat cross-legged on the coffin, looked at Wu Wei who was swaying like a butterfly, and asked faintly, "Did you already figure out that I would be doomed like this?"

Wu Wei bent over to fiddle with a stone sculpture, and replied without raising her head, "I didn't figure out anything about you, but I know my way, so I'll just wait here."

Murong Fu rolled his eyes speechlessly, and thought, "Do you think there really are ghosts and gods in this world?"

Wu Wei paused, raised her head and glared at him angrily, "If you have extra strength, you can come and help, otherwise you just shut up."

Murong Fu immediately shut up.

After quite a while, a big weird formation was formed. When Wu Wei took out a strange finger bone and placed it in the middle of the formation, there was a buzzing sound that sounded like a voice from the bottom of his heart. Murong Fu trembled, vaguely able to Feel a cool wind blowing gently.

Murong Fu's heart felt cold, this stone room is a mausoleum, how could it be ventilated?

Wu Wei wiped the sweat from her forehead, "What are you still doing, lie down quickly."

Murong Fu's face darkened, he shook his head resolutely, what are you kidding, this is a coffin, can you lie down casually?But in the end he compromised and lay obediently in the coffin.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. During this period of time, Lin'an City was full of turmoil. The most shocking thing in the world was the sudden death of Zhao Gou from an illness, and the fact that Prince Yuan Yi was about to ascend the throne at a certain date. It means a change of dynasty, and the entire court will be shaken.

However, to the surprise of all parties, things went smoothly as never before, without causing any waves. After careful investigation, it was discovered that those officials who opposed the prince had long since died and fled. One or two is also difficult to stir up any waves.

Such a coincidence naturally aroused all kinds of rumors and guesses from the people of the world, among which the closest to the facts was that Prince Yuan Yi committed a rebellion, forced the old emperor to death, and brutally killed those officials who opposed him, but Prince Yuan Yi was not a complete idiot.

One order after another was passed down, such as dispatching Wang De, the commander of the East Huai Army, into the city to maintain law and order and clean up the streets, and appointing Wang Dai, the commander of the Dianqian Division, as the Xuanfu envoy of Lin'an Mansion, in charge of the three yamen of the forbidden army, and responsible for the safety of the entire imperial city, etc. Those who spread rumors were sentenced to death in public, and the turmoil quickly subsided, and the people in the martial arts who were originally attracted by the Dragon Saber, after finding out that things seemed not so simple, also calmed down or retreated. Or dormant.

At this time, in the deepest part of the mausoleum where Zhao Gou is about to be buried in Fenghuang Mountain, a mysterious and strange large formation slowly rotates. , shrouded in a layer of dense purple air, tumbling.

Outside the formation, Wu Wei, Li Mochou and everyone else were present, staring nervously at the huge coffin.

After a period of recuperation, most of the injuries of the people have healed. This is also due to the fact that Wu Wei often haunts the underground palace, bringing the medicinal materials needed for the healing of the people, and taking out some precious medicines for the people from time to time.

"Miss Wu, how long will it take? The people in the government are pressing harder and harder, and we will soon be unable to hide!" But Ting Feng asked.

Although the imperial mausoleum is still under construction, Zhao Gou is dead and will be buried soon. Even if the underground palace can hide people, they will be sealed in the mausoleum.

In fact, they were very lucky to be able to hide for such a long time. After the Song Dynasty moved south, the previous imperial tomb could no longer be used, but Zhao Gou's imperial tomb was built only a few years after he ascended the throne. It has been shut down several times, so the mausoleum still has some areas to be improved, which is why it has been delayed for so long.

Wu Wei frowned slightly, a ray of starlight flashed in her beautiful eyes, she fixed her eyes on the sarcophagus, and then sighed after a long time, "It should be soon, as long as the purple air falls, you will be done."

Ting Feng curled her lips, saying what she said was like saying nothing, but she couldn't say anything wrong. After getting along with each other day and night during this period, everyone became more and more in awe of Wu Wei, a mysterious woman.

At this moment, the wind suddenly picked up, and there was a rattling and trembling sound. When everyone looked up, they saw the sarcophagus shaking slightly, as if something was about to come out of it.

The scene was originally extremely weird, but instead of being surprised, everyone was overjoyed. Everyone knew that Murong Fu was about to come out.

Wu Wei frowned slightly, staring closely at the violently rolling purple air on the sarcophagus, as if her heart was in her throat, the purple air seemed to be pulled down by something, but the resistance was particularly fierce, and she refused to fall no matter what.

After a long time, Wu Wei gritted her silver teeth, bit the tip of her tongue, spit a mouthful of heart blood onto the purple air, opened and closed her lips, muttering something quickly, and made a few strange gestures with both hands, the purple air barely fell.

When everyone saw this scene, they all distanced themselves from her with inexplicable expressions. Even though such a godly person was in awe, no one wanted to get too close. This was instinct.

Wu Wei could feel the alienation from the crowd, and a trace of undetectable sadness flashed across her face.

After a while, Ziqi completely fell into the sarcophagus, and a melodious dragon chant sounded, and Wu Wei let out a long breath. As long as the formation is successful, no matter how much effort is made, it is worth it.

At this moment, there was a bang bang bang explosion, and all the surrounding equipment exploded, smoke and dust billowed, and streamers flew everywhere.

"Hurry up and hide!" Wu Wei yelled, and with her hands flying, she pulled up Qu Feiyan and Hong Lingbo who were closest to her, and flew back.

The rest of the people didn't react too slowly, and they made back waves one after another to avoid the smoke, dust and stone chips.

When the dust settled, everyone looked at the sarcophagus for the first time, and saw a man with disheveled hair standing there, his hair fluttering, his clothes fluttering, his bright eyes shining like stars, wild, unruly, Domineering, and so on.

Even though Murong Fu didn't change much, just a pair of eyes made all the girls sink in, their faces flushed.

"Wow, Murong Fu, you're so handsome!" Qu Feiyan exclaimed, and jumped over to Murong Fu directly.

"Come back!" Wu Wei yelled, but it was too late, before Qu Feiyan touched Murong Fu's body, he flew back at a faster speed than before, fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

The rest of the women who wanted to go forward were taken aback. Wu Wei explained, "The aura has not stabilized yet, so if you go forward rashly, you will only be accidentally injured by his protective qi."

After about a stick of incense passed, all the fluctuations in Murong Fu's body disappeared, his eyes also became flat, no different from before.

"Master..." Li Mochou called out.

Murong Fu turned his head slowly, glanced at the worries on the faces of the girls, he couldn't help grinning, "I'm fine."

"Come down quickly if you have nothing to do, what's the point of standing there," Wu Wei's untimely voice suddenly sounded, "Such a big movement is bound to alarm the officers and soldiers, we have to leave as soon as possible."

Naturally, everyone had no objection, and simply cleaned up the traces left by the past half month, and quickly left the imperial mausoleum. Before leaving, Wu Wei went to restrain the phalanx that had been turned into powder, and hid it preciously.

Murong Fu carefully sensed the changes in his body along the way, but to his disappointment, there was no obvious change in his body except for the recovery of his injuries. If he had to say it, his spirit seemed to be better than before. He had a feeling that At this moment, the energy and spirit are almost perfect, and the day to return to the peak is not far away.

"Master, where are we going?" Suddenly Li Mochou's voice sounded.

Murong Fu glanced up, he had already descended from Phoenix Mountain, he pondered for a while and said, "Go back to Lin'an City to settle a few things first, then we will go back to Yanziwu."

"My lord," Feng Bo'e came to Murong Fu at this moment, "Can you leave that old thief Murong Chao to me?"

After this encounter, Feng Bo E seemed to have been hit by something, and he became taciturn, with a more restrained temper, not as detached as before.

Murong Fu was startled for a moment and understood what he was thinking, and his face darkened, "Fourth brother Feng, you are a retainer of my Murong family, the master of the High Heaven Pavilion, and shoulder the safety and revival of the Murong family. understand?"

Feng Bo was taken aback, "Don't tell me you won't avenge this revenge?"

"Whoever says no to report it." Murong Fu sneered, "Murong Chao wants me to do it myself, as long as you do your job well."

Feng Bo'e wanted to say something more, but seeing the cold light in Murong Fu's eyes, he swallowed his words back.

Then Murong Fu turned his head to look at Hong Lingbo, "Lingbo, after you return to Lin'an City, you should immediately gather up the remaining disciples of the Blood Shadow Hall. Our Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Order has not yet been fulfilled, so don't let people see it as a joke."

Hong Lingbo's heart trembled, and he hastily answered yes.

"Mochou, you get in touch with Li Sirong, I want to know what happened in the imperial city after that night, and the whereabouts of the three priests."

"Yes."

"Tingfeng, you immediately mobilize the Crystal Palace's staff to find out the whereabouts of Gongsunzhi."

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