"What?"

Xiao Yuanshan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, what did he see?

Murong Bo...... He died.

"You?"

Looking at the dead corpse on the ground, Su Zimo shook his head and sighed: "I'm sorry, if you want to blame, you can only blame it, I'm not your son, I just borrowed his identity." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and walked towards Xiao Yuanshan.

And the latter looked like he was crying with joy: "Haha, hahaha, I can't think of it...... I can't believe it, God help me! ”

Obviously, witnessing the enemy die in front of his eyes, Xiao Yuanshan was naturally satisfied.

"Your Excellency, do it."

In this regard, Su Zimo naturally would not be polite.

After all, in his script, whether it is Xiao Yuanshan or Murong Bo, they must die!

"Whew!"

It's another finger.

After Su Zimo broke through to the innate level, the power of this ginseng finger was also more than ten times stronger than before, and it was more handy, like an arm command.

"Two big problems have finally been solved."

Dispose of the bodies of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, looking at this pair of enemies before their deaths, they actually live next to each other after death, if the two of them know each other, I don't know whether to cry or laugh?

…………

"Childe."

Back at Swallow Dock, Ah Bi hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Previously, a monk suddenly came to the village, claiming to be the national teacher of Tubo, but a friend of the old man before his death, and also arrested a son, saying that it was a simple score of the six-vein divine sword, and he wanted to burn the son alive in front of the old man's grave. ”

Fan monk? Son? Six-vein Divine Sword?

Hearing this, almost instantly, two names flashed quickly in Su Zimo's mind.

Duan Yu, Gu Mozhi.

Speaking of which, this Gu Mozhi is also a chess piece under Murong Bobu, who once got the help of Murong Bo and learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and his martial arts ranked one of the "Four Uniques of the Heavenly Dragon".

Moreover, this person is an out-and-out martial idiot, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals.

However, it is certain that Gu Mozhi has a great right to speak in Tibet, although he cannot abolish the lord of the country in one word, but he can make him dispatch troops.

In the original work, in order to get the six-vein divine sword, Gu Mozhi used the transfer of troops to attack Dali as a threat, forcing a monk in Tianlong Temple to compete with him in martial arts.

"What about them?"

"Childe, you're not here, Brother Bao, and they don't know where they are,"

Hearing this, Ah Bi couldn't help blushing a little, and said, "So, right now, it's Sister Ah Zhu, who is entertaining them." But Childe ...... Sister Azhu, she ......"

Before he finished speaking, Su Zimo waved his hand, nodded and said, "I know, take me to meet the master from Tubo." ”

"Yes."

The two of them came all the way to the "Listening Perfume Pavilion" where Abi was, and before they could enter the attic, a slightly heavy voice sounded.

"Old Madam Murong, poor monk Gu Mozhi, kowtow to you."

As he spoke, there was a sound of "bumper bump".

"Childe."

Hearing this voice, Abi couldn't help but glance at Su Zimo.

The latter also looked crying and laughing, shook his head and said: "Azhu, this little girl, is being naughty again with the art of disguise, isn't it?" ”

"Childe, you know it all......"

Suddenly, Abi showed a hint of embarrassment and stuck out her tongue.

"Hey, you two little girls."

Seeing this, Su Zimo smiled faintly and took the lead in walking towards the attic.

I saw an old woman dressed in a somewhat palatial manner in the attic, sitting upright on a chair.

Below, there sat a young scholar who was a little embarrassed, and a monk in a yellow robe.

This person is less than fifty years old, cloth clothes and shoes, there is no difference, but his face is radiant, faintly like a treasure flowing, at first glance, he looks like those legendary "monks who have attained the Tao".

As for the scholar, his eyebrows were clear, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The two of you came from afar, forgive Murong Fu for missing his welcome."

With this faint voice, the three people in the room were shocked, and turned their heads to look at the comer.

I saw a man in a light blue suit, walking steadily, walking towards the three of them, and when he came to the old woman, he gently tapped the other party's forehead and explained with some amusement.

"The housekeeper is naughty, and she likes to play tricks on others the most, but she causes trouble for the two guests."

As he spoke, he looked at Azhu.

"Why don't you change your clothes back yet?"

"Yes, Childe."

Seeing that Su Zimo didn't have any sense of blame, but there was a faint amount of pampering in his words, Ah Zhu's heart couldn't help but warm, and he got up and bowed to everyone, and then Shi Shiran walked to the back hall.

After a while, he changed back to his usual pale pink outfit.

And Su Zimo clearly saw that the moment Ah Zhu came in, Duan Yu, who was sitting in the room, suddenly flashed a faint look of obsession in his eyes, and his heart suddenly felt a little surprised.

He knew that Duan Yu, the sister control, was probably in love with Ah Zhu again.

"The two of you came to my swallow dock, I don't know what to do?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk Gumazhi, has seen Murong Gongzi."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Mozhi got up unhurriedly, made a Buddhist salute to Su Zimo, and said loudly: "I came to Guibao Land today to fulfill the agreement between Mr. Murong and the little monk back then. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Gu Mozhi, the teacher of the Tubo country."

Su Zimo smiled and pretended to be a little puzzled: "I don't know what agreement the master and my father had before their deaths, and who is this son?" ”

"It's a long story."

Gu Mozhi sighed, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes: "I met Mr. Murong back then, and I was gratefully grateful for his guidance on martial arts, so I agreed with Mr. Murong that I would like to report the six-vein divine sword sword spectrum to Mr. Murong." ”

"In addition, Mr. Murong also agreed, and he is willing to let the little monk enter the Shishui Pavilion to take a look."

"Oh,"

Su Zimo smiled and said faintly: "Could it be that the master has already brought the sword spectrum, I wonder if I can let me see it first?" ”

"This ......"

Gu Mozhi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and pointed at Duan Yu, and sighed: "It's not a secret, I went to Tianlong Temple and wanted to exchange the sword spectrum with Zen Master Kurong, but he was refused, and the sword score was also burned by Zen Master Kurong, but fortunately, this Duan Gongzi once wrote down the sword spectrum." ”

"In desperation, the little monk can only invite Duan Gongzi here."

"Nonsense!"

When Duan Yu heard this, he hurriedly got up and defended: "Murong Gongzi, you must not listen to this great monk's nonsense, I don't know what sword spectrum is at all, all this is just that he is lying to you." ”

"Humph!"

Gu Mozhi was furious, his palm flew up, and a trace of cyan smoke visible to the naked eye appeared, slashing towards Duan Yu.

The latter was suddenly startled, and subconsciously wanted to dodge with Ling Bo's slight steps.

At the same time, a palm was stopped in front of the two of them.