Song Qingshu showed a strange look: "only an old camel knows that place..." and then he laughed without saying anything.

Murong Fu naturally understood what he meant and immediately said, "Mr. mu, please rest assured that I'm here to save you from the temple. At that time, we'll contact Duanmu yuan and others to wipe out the Tianshan TongLao."

Song Qingshu then said: "Murong is really a wonderful person. If you can get the help of Murong, you will succeed. At that time, the owner of seventy-two cave on thirty-six island will remember the great kindness of Murong. If you have any assignment in the future, you will be willing to go to Tang for fire."

This happened to scratch Murong Fu's itch. He did so much for the purpose of restoring his country in the future. Although the seventy-two cave on thirty six island is good and bad, there are also many strange people and scholars. It's a force that can't be underestimated. Maybe it can help him in his great cause.

Soon, Murong Fu left jietan temple with what he thought was Mu Gaofeng. Now the guards of jietan temple are not strict, so they can't stop him.

After leaving jietan temple, Murong Fu couldn't help asking, "where are you going next?"

"Let's go out of Lingzhou first." Song Qingshu thought that although he got a piece of news from Mu Gaofeng, duanmuyuan and others may not still be there now, but now he has to take a chance.

"And now?" Lingzhou city is heavily guarded now, but such a big city can always find a chance to get out. After leaving the city, Murong Fu asked again. He always felt that the wooden peak was not pleasant enough, but he couldn't ask for help.

"All the way to the west, about a hundred miles away from the Dulong peak." Song Qingshu no longer challenged Murong Fu's patience, so that they would not waste their time in any conflict.

Murong Fu nodded. He had been lurking in the Xixia elite hall for so many years. He was a little familiar with the surrounding terrain. He knew that Dulong peak was a very dangerous place, which was most suitable for planning some murders.

Lingzhou in Xixia was originally the place where horses were produced, and as long as it was not bought on a large scale and sent to the Southern Song Dynasty, almost no one came to manage it. They easily bought two horses and drove all the way west.

A few hours later, when night fell, they found that the mountain road became more and more rugged, so they left the horses and went on foot instead. They were both experts in the Jianghu, but it was hard to defeat them. However, seeing that the more the grass along the road grew, song Qingshu frowned and said, "we're afraid we're going the wrong way. This curve in front of us is mostly wrong." He was not familiar with Xixia territory, so he had no bottom in his heart.

Murong Fu is also frowning. Although he knows the place of Dulong peak, he hasn't been here. For a moment, he doesn't know whether he has gone wrong or not: "find a cave or a broken temple, sleep out all night, and wait until tomorrow morning when his sight is good."

Song Qingshu looks strange. He thinks that if he is with your cousin Miss Wang, I don't mind sleeping in the wild. But now two big men are really strange.

Murong Fu has not experienced the baptism of the later generation's basic friendship culture, and he does not know what he thinks at this time, otherwise he may draw his sword at once. He thought that his lightness skill was better than that of mugaofeng, so he ran out to find a place to settle down. Looking at the rugged roads and rocks, where are there any caves or broken temples? After running for several miles, he turned a hillside and suddenly saw a little light in the valley on his right head. Murong Fu was overjoyed. He looked back and cried, "Mr. mu, there are people here."

Hearing this, song Qingshu rushed to the spot and took a look at it from a distance: "there are people in the wilderness. I'm afraid they are not good people."

Murong Fu said with a smile: "Mr. Mu is worried too much. It seems that he is just a hunter mountain farmer. Moreover, with your and my martial arts, you don't have to be afraid of anything." He said this on purpose. Although mugaofeng is known as the Ming camel in the north of the Great Wall, his martial arts are second rate in the world at most, which can't be compared with their aunt Murong family.

Song Qingshu naturally knew what he meant. He exchanged a few words with him and walked quickly towards the lights. The lights were so far apart that after walking for a long time, they were still shining and could not see the house clearly.

Murong Fu frowned and said, "this lamp is a little evil."

In fact, song Qingshu had already seen clearly what was going on, and timely said: "and live, Mr. Murong, you see, this is a green light."

Murong Fu's eyes turned to see that the light was green, and the color of the light was dark red or yellow. He quickened his pace and drove to the green light to see more clearly.

Instead of being surprised, he said happily, "is this the gathering place for those people in cave 72 of thirty six islands?"

Suddenly a voice faintly flew over: "who is the little beast? Why do you know I'm waiting for this party? Is it that I've leaked the news?" The voice was high and low. It was very uncomfortable to hear it, but every word could be heard clearly. At this time, however, his voice was full of fear.

Murong Fu snorted. He came in a hurry and was scolded as a little beast by some dogs and cats before he saw the right master. Naturally, he was slightly angry. From the other party's words, it seems that the speaker's internal power cultivation is not shallow, but it is not really the first-class Kung Fu.

He wanted to take the people from the seventy-two caves of thirty-six islands for his own use. If he didn't show his ability to shock them, how could those people who licked blood on the blade be willing to obey his orders? So he vomited his breath into the elixir field and yelled, "who are you cursing

Although he didn't know how to roar a lion, it was a mixture of brilliant internal force. The sound shook the valley and everyone's ears were buzzing. But he heard a cry of "ah" coming from the green light. In the quiet night, Murong Fu's voice of "who" is still lingering, with this scream, it is creepy.

Song Qingshu secretly nods. Although Murong Fu has been defeated several times by the top experts, he is still the top of the pyramid. From that person's miserable cry, the injury is really not light, maybe already dead.

The scream of the man was going to stop, but with a hissing sound, a green rocket shot into the sky and exploded, making half of the sky dark blue.

Murong Fu was determined to build a power, but he didn't explain. He rushed to the green light and heard two shouts from his side. It was obvious that Mu Gaofeng had already made a move with others. Then, in the light of the green fire, three black shadows flew up, clapped three times, and hit the mountain wall, which was obviously clean and tidy for mugaofeng.

Murong Fu was secretly surprised. He underestimated the dead camel before. He didn't expect that his martial arts skills were so high.

When they ran to the green light, they saw a big bronze tripod in front of them. Next to the tripod, there was an old man. There was a smoke rising in the tripod, as thin as a line, but as straight as an arrow.

There is a word "sang" cast on dingzu, which is made of several small snakes and centipedes. It is a beautiful bronze and green thing, just like an ancient thing. Song Qing wrote: "it is the sangtugong School of bipudong in Western Sichuan."

Murong Fu looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Mu is really profound." He is known as the broadest family, but he doesn't know anything about sangtugong, but he doesn't doubt it. He just thinks that mugaofeng is more familiar with the Wulin people here when he walks in the West.

Song Qingshu smiles. Although he is good at martial arts, his insight may not be as good as Wang Yuyan's. The reason why he knows the identity of the other person is that he has read the original work before. This mark is quite obvious.

"Things have leaked out. If we don't kill these two people, we will all die together!" Suddenly a man's voice sounded, followed by two hisses in the dark. The golden blade split the wind, and each sword split them from the long grass; At the same time, there was a smell, and then a sharp wind came to my face. It was obvious that there was a vicious concealed weapon coming.