Murong Fu slowly explained: "You also heard it just now, I still have important things to do, it is safest for you to stay here, the people of the six major factions can't enter, and the people of the Ruyang Royal Mansion won't do anything to you." ”

"Okay," Mao Zhizhi's face was slightly gloomy, but he still said, "Then you have to come back quickly, I'm waiting for you here." ”

Murong Fu nodded and looked back at Fan Yao, "What is Fan You's going to do next?"

"Me?" Fan Yao was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "Then it depends on Murong Gongzi, if you need my help, Fan will not back down, but in this way, his identity will inevitably be exposed." ”

The implication is naturally that he doesn't want to help Murong Fu.

Murong Fu pondered slightly, then smiled: "This is okay, you can change your outfit and cover your face, as long as you don't expose the martial arts you have used in the Ruyang Palace, anyway, you will have so many martial arts." ”

Fan Yao was stunned for a long time, and finally nodded helplessly, "Okay!"

Immediately, Murong Fu took out the ten-spice soft tendon dissipation antidote and gave a small part to Fan Yao.

"By the way, you can also take this person with you, it may be useful!" Murong Fu stretched out his hand and pointed to the deer cane on the ground.

At this time, Lu Zhuke had long been unaware, if he knew that he was treated like this by Murong Fu, he was afraid that he would be angry with the dantian.

Fan Yao's face twitched twice, and without saying a word, he picked up the deer cane and walked straight to the upper floor.

Murong Fu glanced back at Mao Zhizhi, but when he saw those rather resentful eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart, "You stay here, the people of the six major factions are all righteous men and gentlemen, and they will not treat you as a woman in public, if you meet someone from Ruyang Palace, you will say that you have been captured by thieves and come here!"

Mao Zhizhi nodded, her face flushed slightly, "You...... You're going to come back soon, I'm a little scared ......."

Murong Fu nodded and turned to leave.

The seventh floor was detained by the Huashan faction, and when Murong Fu arrived upstairs, he only heard a lewd voice coming from Xian Yutong, "Do you say that it is an antidote or an antidote?

"Hmph, you don't believe it, I was entrusted by someone to send you an antidote. "Fan Yaoqi's seven orifices are smoking, but he can't say everything clearly.

In fact, even if he explained his identity and origin, the people of the Huashan faction would not believe him.

"I see that you can't see anyone in terms of appearance or identity!"

"You ......"

To Murong Fu's surprise, in the entire Huashan faction, only Yue Buqun sat cross-legged very calmly, although his face was not good, but he looked calm.

"We live here very well, we don't need your antidote, get out!" Xian Yutong obviously regarded Fan Yao as the king of Ruyang, and spoke unceremoniously.

"Okay, good, you really have a kind! Uncle I won't serve anymore!" Fan Yao is also a high-minded and arrogant person, stimulated by this, how can he care about rescuing the six major factions.

"Since you live well, then we won't be nosy, and your faction will stay here for a long time!" Suddenly, Murong Fu's light voice came.

Fan Yao's face changed slightly, and then he was happy, in his mind, Murong Fu should have breathed out from the same nostrils as the six major factions, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to help him speak.

As for the people of the Huashan faction, except for Yue Buqun's expression that moved slightly, everyone else was stunned.

However, Xian Yutong quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile on his face: "It turned out to be Murong Gongzi, I don't know what Gongzi is?"

"This old boy is also a talent, and his skin is thick enough!" Murong Fu muttered in his heart, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he and Fan Yao were together, and the antidote was true, but he didn't expect Xian Yutong to change his face immediately, pretending not to know.

However, Murong Fu has always disliked this kind of hypocrite-type villain the most, so he said in a cold voice: "Since your sect plans to live here for a long time, we won't bother much, we are very busy!"

Xian Yutong's face was slightly sluggish, but he didn't expect that Murong Fu would not give face at all, he wanted to attack but didn't dare, not to mention that now the other party has the antidote in hand, it is the divine power that Murong Fu showed on the top of the light, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and immediately showed a flattering smile on his face, "It's Xian, isn't it, Shicai verbally collided with this mysterious brother, Xian Mou is here to apologize!"

After speaking, he really bowed down and saluted Fan Yao, but he bit the word "mysterious" very heavily in his words, intending to remind Murong Fu: It's your person who is mysterious, you can't blame me.

Murong Fu didn't bother to entangle with him, glanced at Yue Buqun, then motioned to Fan Yao to give them the antidote, and went to the next layer by himself.

The eighth layer is quite smooth, and there is no master to check it, but there are a few more mechanisms than below, but for Murong Fu, it is also a breeze.

The ninth layer is detained by the monks of the Shaolin Temple.

Compared with the previous three sects, the people of Shaolin Temple are the most calm, all sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and calming, which seems to be no different from ordinary Zen meditation, quite a bit of pampering and humiliation.

Perhaps it was the reason for the loss of internal strength, but no one found out about Murong Fu's arrival.

"Bang bang", Murong Fu deliberately put down the sound of footsteps.

Master Kongwen opened his eyes and saw a deep surprise in his eyes, and then he got up and saluted, "Amitabha, I didn't expect to see Murong Gongzi again!"

The others were startled, and they also hurriedly got up and saluted Murong Fu.

"This old monk has something to say!" Murong Fu secretly slandered, but compared to the previous sect, the words of Master Kongwen were the best, after all, when he was at the top of the light, he fell off the cliff in full view of everyone.

I don't know if the previous three sects forgot or patronized to care about the antidote, but none of them mentioned it.

Murong Fu immediately replied, "The masters are polite, I came down to rescue the masters, but the antidote is not on me, there will be an ugly-looking man coming up in a while to distribute the antidote to you, you can wait a while." ”

Hearing this, the three old monks of the empty character generation were fine, but the other slightly younger ones could no longer be calm, and they all said: "Really!"

"Let's get out!"

"Finally, I can no longer be bullied by the Mongol Tartars!"

......

"Silence!" Master Kongwen shouted, although he had no internal strength, his voice was still ringing like a bell, full of energy.

"Okay, I'm going to save my friends from other sects, so I won't stay here any longer!" Murong Fu said goodbye and left.

"Senior brother, although this Murong Fu has a perverse personality, he also has a chivalrous heart!" said the emptiness of emptiness, who had always been few words, said rarely.

Kong Wen nodded slightly, shook his head again, but did not say a word.

Passing through the tenth floor to the eleventh floor, when he saw the scene on this floor, Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that there were all kinds of torture instruments in the cell, including tiger chairs, soldering irons, and winches......

Even many Murong Fu had never even heard of it, and they couldn't name it, but they all seemed to be extremely cruel.

The reason why Murong Fu is strange is because although the cell in front of him is called a cell, there are actually no torture tools or anything like that, it can be seen that Zhao Min has not used torture on these people, but this cell is a variety of torture tools......

Suddenly, a shout came: "You say, Zhang Sanfeng is not a deception and a thief, is he a shameless person!"

Hearing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, there were still such arrogant people in the world, and when he turned his head, he saw that in a small cubicle in the corner, an old man with a rickety body was severely punishing a Wudang disciple.

The old man turned his back to Murong Fu, and although his silver hair was scattered, it was bright and spotless, which looked quite weird.

"Answer me quickly, or I'll bake it and you will eat it!" The red-hot soldering iron in the old man's hand was no more than an inch away from the disciple's chest, and there was already a little madness in his voice.

The Wudang disciple's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his expression, but he clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes were full of determination.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be surprised, this person seemed to have a deep enmity with Zhang Sanfeng, and then turned his head to look at the people in Wudang, including Song Yuanqiao and others, their faces were all blue and purple, and there were several wounds on their bodies, large and small, which were described as embarrassing, which could be described as bleak.

Although Song Yuanqiao and the others crossed their knees and closed their eyes, every time the disciple's scream came, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, obviously his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, and some of the young disciples were already pale, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

"Do you say it!" the old man pressed the soldering iron in his hand down, and a shrill sound came out.

"If you force him again, he will die!" Murong Fu frowned slightly and spoke.

"Who!" the old man snorted, and his figure suddenly turned.

When Murong Fu saw the old man's face, he couldn't help but be stunned, what kind of face was that?

In the past, he always thought that Duan Yanqing was the ugliest face he had ever seen, but now, even Duan Yanqing was willing to bow down.

I saw that the muscles on the old man's face were pierced, and there were several deep wounds scattered horizontally, and there were even some black blood stains faintly remaining, which was unrecognizable and terrifying.

As soon as the old man saw Murong Fu's appearance, his hair was raised, and with a crisp "squeak", he actually clenched his fist and blasted towards Murong Fu.

Song Yuanqiao heard the movement in the cell, couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw that it was Murong Fu, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Murong Gongzi, it's great that you're okay!"

"Hey, today is considered to have met an opponent!" Murong Fu chuckled lightly in his mouth, and the inner qi of the dantian surged out, and a punch was struck, like thunder, as fast as lightning, without a trace, it was the Shadowless Divine Fist that had not been used for a long time.

There was a loud "bang", the two of them touched each other with their fists, "poof", a circle of strength fluctuations centered on the two of them, spreading to all sides, followed by a "boom" sound, the pillars, tables, and torture instruments in the cell, all the places that were swept by the internal force were cut in unison.

Even the people of Wudang involuntarily leaned down, for fear of being affected by internal forces.