The siege of Guangming Ding by the six major sects must have already spread throughout the martial arts, and there was nothing to hide, Murong Fu immediately picked out something that could be said and told her, as for the final plot, it turned into a lack of strength and was knocked off the cliff.

There was nothing to do all the way, and unconsciously, the convoy had been gone for two days, and Murong Fu had been living in Huo Qingtong's carriage with a cheeky face for the past two days, Huo Qingtong was helpless, and he rode forward all the way.

Murong Fu was not idle, taking advantage of the two days, he cleaned up the dark wounds on his body again, perhaps because of the continuous consumption and recovery of the rest of the month, his internal strength actually became a little purer.

The internal force in the dantian had become extremely viscous, and Murong Fu had a hunch that if he could expel those small solid particles from his body, he might be able to undergo any qualitative changes in his internal force.

On this day, Murong Fu was leisurely in the carriage to comprehend the dragon elephant like a skill, when suddenly there was a "creak", and the carriage stopped suddenly.

"What's going on?" Murong Fu frowned slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure on his face, anyone who was interrupted while he was feeling refreshed would be very annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Murong Gongzi, something happened ahead!" Huo Qingtong's voice came in from outside the carriage, and then the sound of horses' hooves went away, rushing to the front as she said.

With these 300 or so elite cavalry, safety is not a problem, and Murong Fu didn't want to do much, so he closed his eyes and continued to comprehend.

But after a while, there was another chaotic sound, and a large number of feathered arrows were shot on the carriage, accompanied by screams and wails.

Murong was furious when he re-boarded, his figure jumped up, and he directly broke through the roof of the carriage and flew out.

Glancing around, I couldn't help but be stunned, only to see a large number of Mongolian soldiers densely surrounded by a large number of Mongolian soldiers, about more than 1,000 people.

Most of the three hundred elites of the Hui tribe had fallen, and the rest all looked weak, and they could only watch the feather arrows from the sky shoot into their bodies.

"It's ...... Poisoned?" Murong Fu's face condensed slightly, if he wanted to poison so many people at the same time, he had to poison it in water.

"That river?" Murong Fu immediately remembered that at lunchtime, the convoy was repairing and cooking by a river, picked up a soldier's water bag next to him, smelled it, there was no peculiar smell, and took another sip, and his face changed slightly, "Ten incense soft tendons!"

Murong Fu looked up and looked around, Huo Qingtong was gone, and a circle of Mongolian soldiers was surrounding about a mile away from the carriage, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron clinging, and he immediately jumped over.

When I got closer, Huo Qingtong's slender figure flew up and down, graceful and elegant, the long sword in his hand flashed with blue light, and his moves were fierce and fierce, attacking desperately, and there was no defense at all.

At first glance, Murong Fu thought that she was being forced to be in a hurry, but after a closer look, she only made a third of every move, and the enemy was just about to parry, and the swordsmanship had changed, one move was three moves, and three moves were also one move, which was the three-point swordsmanship of the Tianshan faction.

This three-point swordsmanship is a little similar to the Quanzhen Sect's one-sword-to-three-clear, but the power is too much worse, one-sword-to-three-clear is a real sword into three swords, and the power is doubled, but this three-point swordsmanship is to divide one move into three moves, fast or fast, but there is no move to use all the strength.

Murong Fu squeezed through the crowd, looked inside, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, only to see that the person who was fighting with Huo Qingtong was an old acquaintance.

Dressed in a black robe, with slightly white sideburns and sharp-beaked monkey gills, he is one of the two elders of Xuan Ming, the deer sticker.

"No wonder it can still fight comparably!" Murong Fu sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth, with the martial arts of the deer staff, it was effortless to deal with Huo Qingtong at all, as long as the Xuanming Divine Palm came out, the three-point sword technique could not be resisted at all, but he used the staff method to deal with her, and it was obvious that he had committed the old problem again.

Murong Fu clasped his hands in front of his chest and glanced around, Hebi Weng stood in the crowd with his hands in his hands, and the rest of the soldiers stared at the two without blinking, and no one noticed Murong Fu's arrival.

After watching it for a long time, Huo Qingtong has gradually fallen into the disadvantage, although the three-point swordsmanship is exquisite, but unfortunately, once he faces those with deep internal strength, self-protection will become a problem.

"It's stupid, since the swordsmanship can be divided into three points, why don't you try four or five points?" Huo Qingtong in Murong Fu rushed to the field.

Huo Qingtong was already a little anxious in his heart, and when he heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he only used two points of force according to what Murong Fu said.

At first, it was a little uncomfortable, but there is an advantage of the three-point swordsmanship, that is, the control of the strength, the grasp is wonderful, only four or five moves passed, the speed of the sword move suddenly increased, although there is no power, but in the case of the deer stick is not a killer, more than self-preservation.

As soon as Murong Fu spoke, the faces of the two elders of Xuan Ming changed slightly, especially the deer sticker, who was already a little flustered in his heart, and the cane technique in his hand gradually became messy.

"One point!" Murong Fu snorted suddenly.

Huo Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then reacted, the long sword in her hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling blue light, and then a sword slashed at the deer cane, this sword gathered her whole body strength, and the speed was extremely fast, it was really difficult to dodge.

The deer cane guest was shocked in his heart, and between the lightning and flint, he put the deer cane in front of his chest, swiped his left hand slightly, and hit out a palm of the Xuanming God.

"Bang", "poof", Huo Qingtong received a palm from the deer sticker, and his body flew out upside down, and at the same time, the deer sticker was split in two, and the tip of the sword was cut through his lower abdomen, but unfortunately it only scratched his clothes, and the sword qi scratched a little skin.

Murong Fu flew up, unceremoniously hugged Huo Qingtong in the air into his arms, and slowly landed.

As soon as Huo Qingtong felt falling into a warm embrace, his body stiffened, and then he struggled violently.

"Huh, why do you still have so much strength?" Murong Fu was slightly stunned, reached out to probe her heart, and found that although some cold poison invaded her body, it was not very serious.

Murong Fu glanced at the deer stick guest in the distance, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, it turned out that the suitable deer stick guest planned to attack him and save him, but he didn't expect that Huo Qingtong had already put life and death out of the way.

It was originally a situation that ended up together, but the deer stick guest cherished his life very much, and at the critical moment, his body forcibly took a step back, resulting in the strength of the palm, and the Xuanming God Palm only used two or three points of force.

Rao is like this, if it is not treated in time, this cold poison will gradually grow and develop, and finally take people's lives.

"Let go of me!" Huo Qingtong's voice became extremely indifferent for the first time, and he didn't know when he had an extra dagger in his hand, pressing against Murong Fu's ribs.

It's a pity that she met Murong Fu, who was not reasonable at all.

With a "snap", Murong Fu slapped her on the buttocks, and said with a scolding in his mouth: "Why don't you have a conscience, but the bad son also saved you!"

Huo Qingtong was dumbfounded, as the daughter of the patriarch of the Hui tribe, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the princess of a country, since she was a child, no man of the opposite sex has ever touched her, let alone the shame of beating her.

But immediately, Huo Qingtong felt a warm current coming from his back, warm, and his body, which was like falling into an ice cave because of the Xuanming Divine Palm, gradually warmed up and was very comfortable.

"Slap" said another slap, "How can you take revenge." ”

"Papapa", "Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you look okay, ask the son to hug it, but the son may not hug it!"

......

Huo Qingtong was already ashamed and angry, his pretty face was flushed, but his body was weak, he couldn't lift his strength, and the dagger in his hand couldn't be stabbed.

"Have you fought enough!" Huo Qingtong finally gathered enough strength and asked coldly, but although the words were cold, a touch of softness flashed in his starry eyes.

After calming down, she could feel that Murong Fu was infusing her internal force into her body to heal her, and now she was surrounded by thousands of troops, Murong Fu not only did not run away, but consumed internal strength to save herself, and inadvertently touched the softness in her heart.

Of course, if she knew that Murong Fu had come forward after careful calculation and confirmed that there was no danger, I don't know how she would feel.

Murong Fu also felt that it was almost over, so he took Huo Qingtong on his back and said, "Hold it tight, don't blame me for falling down for a while!"

"You...... If you let me down, I can ...... myself."

"What can I do, I only temporarily suppressed your injury, today I am not in a bad mood, I am cheap and good!" Murong Fu interrupted her, and the tone of "You picked up a big bargain and don't know yet" in his mouth.

Huo Qingtong wanted to cry without tears, who was the one who got cheap and sold well, after all, the two most important precious places on his body were touched by a man who had only known him for less than three days, and he obviously suffered a big loss!

When the surrounding soldiers saw this "thin" man who suddenly appeared, they were not in a hurry, and they did not raise the bow and arrow in their hands.

But the second elder Xuan Ming's face turned dark, Murong Fu suddenly stirred up the situation, and regarded the two as nothing, how not to make the two who thought of themselves very high angry.

Murong Fu was still wearing the previous piece of animal skin, but half of his body was exposed, while Huo Qingtong's clothes were thin and soft, and carrying her on his back at this time was simply a zero-distance contact, and his heart was secretly refreshed.

"The surname is Murong, let go of the traitor, we can consider letting you live!" Suddenly, the deer stick guest shouted in a loud voice.

Murong Fu ignored him and turned his head to look at Huo Qingtong, "They call you a traitor?"

"Hmph, don't listen to their nonsense, my Hui tribe has never surrendered to Mongolia, where did the traitors say, Mongolia deceives people too much, and likes to be self-righteous. Huo Qingtong snorted and said indignantly.

Murong Fu looked back at Lu Zhuke, "Old Lu, you are also old, how can you speak without brains?"

"You ......" Lu Zhu Ke was furious, stretched out his hand and pointed at Murong Fu, you haven't come out of anything after several times.

"I'm very handsome, everyone knows this, you don't need to say it!" Murong Fu looked at Lu Zhuke with a look of "I understand you".

"Poof", Huo Qingtong behind him couldn't help laughing, but immediately covered his mouth again and muttered in a low voice, "You are so narcissistic." ”