Wu Fan looked at this old woman, the old woman was still chopping firewood rhythmically, and she was not surprised by Wu Fan's mask. Wu Fan didn't want to wait any longer, he looked at the broken wooden door in the center of the house, and said to the old woman: "Old man, the situation is urgent, and I beg for mercy." With that, he strode over to the wooden door and pushed it open with his palm.

At the moment when Wu Fan pushed open the wooden door, he suddenly felt a knife wind coming from behind him. What kind of skill is Wu Fan? He suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand, and with a forceful exhalation, he fixed a firewood knife in front of him.

The old woman was holding a firewood knife and glared at Wu Fan, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that the knife was blocked by a magical volley. "Dangchang~" Before she understood what was going on, the firewood knife was broken by this force and fell to the ground. Then a round palm wanted her to attack, and the old woman hurriedly stretched out her palm to meet it. "Bang~" She was pushed out of the courtyard fence by this palm. "Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and I saw that my internal organs were shattered, and there was only one breath left.

Wu Fan stepped in front of the dying old woman in three steps, squinted his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's really an old woman who doesn't know whether to live or die, dare to sneak attack the old woman from behind?" The old woman's blood kept gushing out of her mouth, she didn't seem to hear what Wu Fan was saying, and in a hazy way, she only poured out a small wooden cylinder from her sleeve, and then used her last strength to raise her hand and knock it to the ground, muttering in her mouth: "Your Excellency is really a martial artist."

With that, the old woman opened her eyes and lost her breath, and a puff of red smoke came out from above the knocked wooden tube, which gradually spread. Wu Fan was startled, and quickly held his breath and retreated to the earthen house, he had suffered from the "sad crisp breeze", and now he was taboo when he saw the smoke.

The old woman's sudden sneak attack made Wu Fan even more convinced that this was the place where Ah Zhu was imprisoned, but he didn't quite understand what the smoke that the old woman emitted at the end meant. However, he quickly understood this question.

It turned out that the smoke was a signal, and it didn't take much effort to rush over from the woods not far from here, more than a dozen strong men in black with swords in their hands, and when they arrived, they looked at the old woman who had died, and then surrounded the earthen house. The smoke dissipated in a few moments.

Wu Fan walked out of the house. The leader of the group was a middle-aged man, he stared at Wu Fan with a pair of alert eyes, this person was of medium stature, very strong, with a hooked nose, a pair of sword eyebrows, a protruding forehead, and a thick beard around his mouth.

He looked at the group of men in front of him, put his hands behind his back, and whispered to the eagle hook nose led by him: "The old man is a friend of the Murong family, otherwise I would not have been able to find here. ”

The eagle hook nose looked at Wu Fan's tall figure, full of neutrality, and there was an indescribable majesty between his words, and he secretly said in his heart: This person is different from ordinary people, and he is by no means an ordinary person. He turned his head to look at the old woman's corpse and said, "You killed our grandmother guarding the door, but why?" ”

Wu Fan said: "This old woman attacked the old man from behind, and was shocked to death by the old man's palm, which was also a last resort. The old man doesn't want to explain to you now, I just said that I want to take away the people who are being held here. Eagle Hook Nose shook his head and said, "Your Excellency said this matter too easily, we are all dead soldiers of the Murong lineage, and it is impossible for us to let you take people away without Murong's consent." ”

Wu Fan has already moved to kill at this moment, these more than ten people seem to be the hidden elites cultivated by Murong Fu, and their martial arts may be higher than ordinary martial arts people, but they will not be their opponents. With Murong Fu's mind and a person whose martial arts are higher than his, how can he rest assured that he will be his subordinate? Wu Fan walked silently into the courtyard, and the more than ten biao men instinctively raised the swords in their hands, and their bodies were ready to use force.

Wu Fan didn't look at these people, and said slowly: "The old man can find this place so accurately, and know that the people who are detained in the dungeon in this room, if there is no Murong Fu's inform, do you think it is possible?" ”

These words made this group of people hesitate, and they thought that what Wu Fan said made some sense. Knowing that there are only a limited number of people in this place, except for Murong Fu, who is his confidant and retainer, so if this person is not a very good friend of the Murong clan, Murong Fu will not tell him.

The hook nose frowned, and he spoke: "What Your Excellency said is not unreasonable, but it is very important to take people away, Murong Gongzi has explained to us, without his handwritten letter from the flying pigeon, no one can take this person away." Your Excellency has always claimed to be very good friends with Murong Yimai, but why didn't we receive a letter from Murong Gongzi before you came? ”

Wu Fan replied: "The old man left in a hurry, Murong Fu may have forgotten it. ”

"Hmph, Murong Gongzi may forget other things, but he won't forget this matter." Eagle hook nose said-for-tat.

Listening to the words of the eagle hook nose, Wu Fan felt that these people were much more difficult to coax than Bao Wei, it seems that these understandings are more reasonable, and the more they talk about it, I am afraid that there will be more loopholes, so the surname Suo will kill them all.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan stopped talking to this person, and the fists in his black sleeves clenched. The eagle hook nose is also a person who has been practicing martial arts for many years, he can feel a certain murderous aura that Wu Fan is revealing at this moment, he subconsciously made a defensive move, and said: "It's not that we mean to embarrass Your Excellency, it's really that we are entrusted by Murong Gongzi." However, what Your Excellency said just now is also reasonable, Murong Gongzi will not easily tell others about this place" Eagle Hook Nose thought for a while, and then said: "Your Excellency can wait for a few days, we will immediately fly the pigeon to pass the book to Murong Gongzi, and after he replies to the letter, Your Excellency can pick people up, and we will not stop us at that time." And the death of the old lady guarding the door, we will no longer care about your honor. ”

Eagle Hook Nose said a condition, if this condition was really said to Murong Fuji's best friend, then this friend could do it. But these words were directed at Wu Fan, a person who hated Murong Fu so much. How could Wu Fan let them go to the flying pigeon to pass the book to Murong Fu?

At this moment, Wu Fan was thinking in his heart, it seems that there should be a place to contact Murong Fu not far away, and it is the best choice to rob Azhu at present, not letting Murong Fu know, in that case, Murong Fu will still be immersed in the joy of being seriously injured, but he can be more flexible and take the initiative. If Murong Fu knew about this matter, then he would definitely step up his actions.

With Azhu with him, he obviously couldn't catch up with Luoyang for a moment. Therefore, Murong Fu can't be let know. Wu Fan pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth and said to the hooked nose of the eagle: "Where is the contact place of your flying pigeon?" How fast is this epistle delivered? ”

"Huh." Hook nose shook his head, and then said: "You don't need to know where this place of contact is, as for whether it is fast or not?" Your Excellency can rest assured, you can return to Suzhou City for a few days, and we will contact you as soon as Murong Gongzi's letter arrives. Anyway, if this person wants to take it away, he doesn't care about waiting for a few more days. ”

This guy has a very firm tone, careful thinking, and smooth words, and Wu Fan can't get any news from him. However, from this hooked nose words, Wu Fan could hear that there was really such a place of contact. If they want to fly pigeons and spread the book, they must go to the place of contact and follow them themselves? Hmph, I'm afraid they won't allow it, coerce them? As Murong Fu's dead soldier, how could he be a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death?

They are very familiar with this place, and with their own wariness, they may immediately move the place of contact. As soon as the pigeon flies out, it will fall into a passive situation.

Wu Fan thought for a while and made a decision, since he didn't tell himself the place of contact, then he would wait for the rabbit!

After thinking about it, Wu Fan laughed a few times, then turned to the hooked nose and said: "The old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has rarely met a loyal and meticulous retainer like you, but the old man wants to give you a word." ”

"Your Excellency, please speak." Hooknose replied.

Wu Fan stared at the hooked nose and said, "There is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to come." Before the sound of this word landed, one of Wu Fan's hands grabbed the neck of the hooked nose like lightning, and the speed was incredible.

"Click~" There was a crisp sound, and the hooked nose's neck was twisted, and the knife in his hand was not even raised, and he returned to the west!

Eagle Hook Nose may have the highest martial arts in this group, but he was killed by Wu Fan in less than a second, and everyone else looked at it in a daze, unable to believe their eyes. Wu Fan didn't care about this, he suddenly waved his arms, the black robe flew, and the blow "Shocked Baili" immediately danced. A cloud of golden dragon qi roared out from Wu Fan's body, rushing towards the black-clothed people around him.

"Bang bang bang!!" Wu Fan's intention to kill has been decided, so he used all his strength this time. How can those men in black survive? They were shocked by the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and their internal organs were displaced, their bones shattered, and they died on the spot.

Wu Fan gathered his internal strength, looked at the more than ten dead corpses, and said coldly: "Don't worry, if you continue to serve Murong Fu's wishes, I will definitely help you fulfill it." ”

The plan to kill these people and wait for the rabbit has just begun. Wu Fan did not rush to rescue Azhu, but hid in a bush not far from the earthen house, quietly waiting for the "rabbit". Wu Fan thought so, there must be someone in that contact place who has been releasing carrier pigeons for a long time, and their contact with Murong Fu should be frequent, otherwise Murong Fu would not be able to effectively and accurately get the news here. This liaison person is naturally also Murong Fu's confidant, and when he finds out that this hooked nose has not gone to meet and contact him today, he should send someone or come to the earthen house himself.

When this person found out about the tragic situation here, he would be shocked, and he would desperately run back to the contact place and quickly send a letter to Murong again. In that case, it was in line with Wu Fan's intentions, and he was going to quietly follow this person to the contact place, and he was making plans

In order to completely complete this matter, so that Murong Fu did not know it, so as to buy time for himself to rush back to Luoyang, he had to let Ah Zhu be patient a little longer. Wu Fan sat down in the grass, adjusted his breathing, and looked at the earthen house. I secretly prayed in my heart that I hoped that everything would be the same as I had analyzed.

In this way, Wu Fan waited quietly for three hours, the late autumn night came early, and the sky was already dark.

Just when Wu Fan was a little skeptical about whether his plan could succeed, a black shadow rushed into the courtyard of the earthen house

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