A few days later, in the evening, on a certain road outside the boundary of Henan, a figure in a purple robe walked out slowly, looked up at the occasional passers-by on the road, and after distinguishing the direction of the road, he raised his feet and stepped on the south of the road.

The footsteps of this person are not how fast, if there is a careful observer, it can be found that this person's feet fell together, and the next moment, the figure has swept a few meters away, so it is not chic, as if he is moving in a small area, quite strange, this young man who came out of the path is naturally Murong Fu who left Shenhezhuang.

Although I don't know where Murong Bo took Yu Yan and Ah Bi, since he didn't kill him, the two of them are naturally safe. The footsteps were not hurried and lightly lifted, and the body flickered strangely on the road, but the heart was constantly calculating.

"I can only take one step at a time, it's really not good, I hope the hero conference held by the Shaolin faction can find you!" He shook his head a little distressedly, and then Murong Fu sighed in a low voice as if comforting.

And time, also under Murong Fu's aimlessness, slowly passed, as the sky darkened, the visibility on the path became lower and lower, and later, even the five fingers were invisible, and as the night approached, the night insects and birds seemed to become much more active.

During this period of time, Murong Fu has been rushing non-stop during the day, his consumption is also very great, and he has to pay attention everywhere, and it takes him a lot of energy, and after resting cross-legged for a few hours, Murong Fu slowly opened his eyes and continued to hurry.

Every time, Murong Fu didn't have much rest time, most of them were spent in a hurry, but this hard work actually didn't see much effect, and he couldn't find any news of Yu Yan and Ah Bi, but Murong Fu didn't want to stop, because as soon as he stopped, he would be cranky, so he would rather spend his time on the road.

After resting for a long time, Murong Fu, who was just about to leave, suddenly moved his ears, and not far from his left and right, there was a faint low sound of fighting, although it was far away from here, but with Murong Fu's internal strength at this time, it was still clearly audible, but the voices of the two penetrated the night and entered Murong Fu's ears!

The eternal topic of the rivers and lakes is fighting, in this case, Murong Fu has seen a lot along the way, for fame and profit, for beauty, for cheats, there are all kinds of reasons, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, Murong Fu is not a saint, he doesn't have the energy or time to watch who wins and who loses, he shook his head at the moment, and with a movement of his toes, he wanted to move on.

Murong Fu tiptoed a little, and was about to leave, when he arrived, the familiar voice penetrated the cover of the night and entered Murong Fu's ears, and at that moment, the figure that was about to flash instantly solidified down!

"What do you want to do, where did the poor monk offend you?" Although this voice was modest and full of anger, it did not prevent Murong Fu from distinguishing it, and Murong Fu was no stranger to this tone.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and Murong Fu said in a low voice: "It turned out to be you, Gu Mozhi!" Then he smiled slightly, turned around, and swept towards Gu Mozhi in front of him.

Wading through a few thorny meadows, Murong Fu came to a big rock, and saw Gu Mozhi in a yellow monk's robe panting at the moment, perhaps after a battle between the two, many debris was slightly blown away by the wind, so it also caused the sight of this place to become much clearer.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of him. This person seems to have nothing, if he goes back, his white clothes are lined with snow everywhere, and he can't see clearly in a hazy way.

Due to the reason of the back, you can only see the back of the woman, the pure white dress will wrap the delicate body to the fullest, the plump figure, three thousand green silk is tied by a wisp of cyan silk at will, and finally hang down to the buttocks, although its face is not seen, but it must be a rare beauty.

After a long time, the woman's eyes turned around lazily, swept down, and then said lightly: "Little monk, you have escaped for so long, why don't you escape?"

Murong Fu, who was behind the boulder, couldn't help but feel slightly amused when he heard this, with Gu Mozhi's age, not to mention entering old age, but how could he not have anything to do with this little monk.

Gu Mozhi was both frightened and angry at the woman in front of him, but he couldn't do anything, so he said angrily: "You chased me all the way, what do you want?"

"It's not good, it's just killing you!" the woman said lightly as if she didn't see the anger of Kumachi.

Gu Mozhi was furious in his heart, but he was afraid of her martial arts, so he didn't dare to rashly make a move with her, and lowered his head to think about how to deal with it.

"Don't think about it, you're going to die!"

Seeing that Gu Mozhi bowed his head at this moment and didn't know what he was doing, the woman in white finally became impatient, and reached out to grab Gu Mozhi's shoulder, Gu Mozhi and the woman in front of him have also fought a few times, and they still know the number of their ways.

Gu Mozhi's body was slightly sideways, his left palm was suddenly raised, and his right fist snorted and thought that the woman in white would hit directly, and the woman in white didn't care, and immediately struck out with her palm, and the slight sound of Bibi Bu was implied in the palm wind, and the posture was very elegant.

Leaning over and avoiding slightly, Gu Mozhi knew that this woman's strength was extremely strong, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, and pushed out his palms, but the strength contained in it was very majestic, but he saw that the woman's palms were full of Haohao's true qi, and he really hit himself like a flood surging and flowing eastward to the sea.

Gu Mozhi only felt the cold wind blowing in his face, a powerful palm force struck, there was no time to think at the moment, waved his palm to meet it, and the palm force touched in the dark, obviously, Gu Mozhi's internal strength was still slightly inferior, his body shook violently, and his chest was surging with qi and blood, which was very difficult, but unfortunately under the pressure of the woman in white step by step, Gu Mozhi had to grit his teeth and stiffen.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, and even Murong Fu in the distance felt that the wind was blowing in the field, sharp as a knife, which showed how fierce the field was, but he saw that Gu Mozhi couldn't resist after all, and when he was about to retreat, he suddenly heard a pop sound, and found that the fingers of the woman in white were about to touch Gu Mozhi's shoulder, and Gu Mozhi's reaction was not slow, and he immediately leaned over his shoulders and pressed the back of the woman's hand with his backhand.

The woman in white didn't care, her backhand was a palm, this palm was silent, purely feminine power, the two were close to each other, Gu Mozhi was waiting to find out, waiting to parry, the woman's palm power had hit her chest, and she hurriedly floated back, but finally took a step slower, and her palm was lightly imprinted on Gu Mozhi's chest, only to feel that the breath was occluded, and it was obvious that the meridians had been injured.

With a palm, the woman smiled and said, "Don't you still have the remaining Shaolin seventy-two stunts that you haven't used?"

Suddenly, the woman's left palm slapped out, and the right palm was around, and the power of the left palm bypassed Gu Mozhi's body, and attacked the big stone in the distance.

"I've been watching it for so long, and you still haven't come out, don't you want me to ask you to come out?" The woman in white shirt stood aside calmly, fluttering in the breeze, fluttering like a fairy, obviously knowing about Murong Fu's arrival, but only after injuring Gu Mozhi at this moment, she was able to free her hand.

Faced with the sudden change, Gu Mozhi was also taken aback, raised his head slightly, and looked at the place where the woman's palm wind came out with a little surprise.

"Good keen perception?" Under the moonlight, but I saw a faint shadow floating away with his palm, and his body was light and agile, which was really rare, and then, a serious voice came out from the ashes in the sky, and then there was a slight sound of footsteps falling to the ground, and after a while, Murong Fu's figure slowly appeared under the gaze of the woman and Gu Mozhi.

At this moment, Gu Mozhi, who was still running his internal force without saying a word, also turned his gaze to the sudden Murong Fu, and looked at the familiar handsome face with a little stunned, Gu Mozhi's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in a daze: "Murong Gongzi? is you, why are you here?"

Looking at Gu Mozhi's face full of incredulity, Murong Fu didn't realize it, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the woman in white