[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

Since time travel, Murong Fu has never felt such a strong suppression.

Even though the system "Sky Range Rover" once again in time, the range covered by this internal force is too huge, and the wave of air that was stirred up directly sent Murong Fu viciously.

"Crack!" A big tree that two people might not even be able to hold together broke down in response, and Murong Fu, who bumped into it, spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately.

"Ajun!"

It seemed that someone called him, but Murong Fu couldn't hear him clearly.

Due to the shock, his five senses were temporarily blurred.

He struggled to get up, but couldn't do it at all.

"Let's go!" Suddenly someone helped him, Murong Fu barely raised his eyes and was startled.

The one who saved him was the boy who wanted to take Gong Jiu's life just now!

Could it be that the person who clapped hands is not with him?

"Hmm..." Murong Fu wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

While dragging him to practice lightness kung fu, the boy said, "Why are you so weak?"

Murong Fu: "..." Have you tried being slapped? !

But soon they didn't have to think about this problem, because another extremely strong wind hit.

This time, it was even more ferocious than last time.

Murong Fu secretly sighed in his heart.

This life is really full of murderous intentions!

Why is life so difficult for him? !

but--

This palm did not directly land on Murong Fu's body.

When he thought he was going to die this time.

Because someone held him in his arms and forcibly received the palm for him!

And this person was actually that boy!

Murong Fu was shocked, he wanted to see how the boy was doing.

But it was too late.

Although he was only affected, he was still pushed out for a while.

It is not known whether it was scratched by the tree or the grass, and blood slowly fell into his eyes.

The whole world was dyed scarlet.

He struggled to look up.

But there is no chance.

Murong Fu felt his body go limp, and suddenly he fell straight down.

This turned out to be a trap!

In a trance, there seemed to be a black shadow that was also injured, floating towards him uncontrollably.

Then--

It was the darkness that he was all too familiar with, churning again.

***

"Hmm..." After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Murong Fu woke up leisurely, only feeling that he was completely burnt, as if he had already died.

He forced himself to sit up, took out Wenqu Zhiyu, and injected a bit of internal strength with difficulty.

A warm light rose slowly in front of his eyes, and a slightly fuzzy female voice was heard next to his ears——

"Long needle."

But after the light dissipated, even though Murong Fu still felt his chest was hot, he really felt better.

Then he looked at the surrounding environment.

In fact, there is nothing to look at, it is really dark here.

When the light of Wen Qu Zhi Yu dissipated, the surroundings were as dark as if they were flooded with thick ink.

"System, do you have a torch?"

"Have."

As soon as this sound fell, there was a torch in Murong Fu's hand, and the whole darkness was broken.

Only then did he see that the black shadow that fell with him before he fell unconscious was lying not far from him.

Murong Fu walked over and turned the sideways man over.

The man's brocade clothes that had been scratched by the mud were stained with blood, and there was still blood that hadn't been wiped off at the corner of his mouth. He was embarrassed and weak.

——It’s Gong Jiu.

Murong Fu's eyes darkened.

Gong Jiu is here, but she doesn't know what happened to Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Xiaofeng.

And that young man, I don't know why he wants to save himself, he is obviously a stranger to him.

As for this palace nine——

Although it was because of this person that he fell into such a predicament.

But after all, it's not the person's fault.

With Murong Fu pointing his fingertips, Wen Qu Zhi Yu once again shone warmly.

As the warm light dissipated, Gong Jiu also slowly woke up.

"You saved me?" Gong Jiu said leisurely.

"Yes." Murong Fu responded lightly, raised the torch, and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"I don't know." Gong Jiu struggled to stand up, gently covering his chest with his hand.

"This trap may have other secrets, we can't go up." Murong Fu picked up the torch and shone it, there was only a faint light on it, and it was impossible to tell where he fell from just now.

"But there can be no way out here."

"Oh, who knows." Murong Fu sneered, "With such an unlucky person like you, any tragedy is possible."

Gong Jiu said angrily: "It's true that the man in black and that kid came after me, but don't blame me for that later."

"It's not on your head, is it on my head? If it wasn't for saving you, none of the three of us would have appeared there."

"It's all your fault for meddling in your own business!"

"But if you don't cause these troubles, wouldn't we not run into these troubles?"

"..."

It's useless to quarrel, but at this moment both of them are angry.

After all, how can a person who has just been seriously injured be in a better mood.

"There is no trap here." Murong Fu probed forward with the torch, waited for a long time but did not see the expected hidden weapon.

"Maybe there are more terrifying traps waiting for us ahead."

"...you can be silent."

"I don't want to." Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did you get your torch?"

"I want you to manage."

"Oh, I didn't expect that you are not very capable, and you have a lot of zeros and sevens and eights."

Murong Fu looked back and glared at Gong Jiu: "When we go out, we can compare who is more capable."

Gong Jiu smiled and didn't answer, and then clicked his tongue after a while: "It's just that I really didn't expect that the dignified Shaolin Temple would have such a secret mechanism."

"There's a lot you don't know."

"...I think you're targeting me."

"Hehe. Don't think, I'm targeting you."

"..."

Because of the torches, the road ahead is not very bumpy, and there are indeed no hidden weapons or traps.

The entire secret passage is neatly built, and it can lead to the front unimpeded by groping for the walls.

However, such smoothness made people feel a little panicked.

As Gong Jiu said——

It was as if there was a bigger trap ahead, waiting for them.

"This kind of unknown feeling is really bad. The two of us are still injured. If there is any serious danger ahead, I'm afraid we won't even have the strength to deal with the enemy." Gong Jiu sighed.

"..." Murong Fu paused, as if he suddenly understood something, pointed the torch forward, and said quietly, "You, go ahead."

"...Why?"

"If you don't leave, I won't illuminate you, so just discredit and leave."

"..."

There was no light or sound here, and there was no sound. The two of them walked for no time or how far.

Until, Gong Jiu, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

Murong Fu was startled, then frowned.

Bloody smell.

Very strong smell of blood.

The smell was very close to them, and it seemed that they could already see the source of the smell a few steps ahead.

Gong Jiu sighed: "Looks like it's another battle."

Murong Fu didn't speak, but he blew out the torch and held the piano firmly.

"How much internal strength do you have?"

Gong Jiu was silent for a moment, then quietly said: "Up to [-]%."

Murong Fu said: "Then I'm afraid we will have a narrow escape."

But Gong Jiu smiled: "It's okay, didn't your friend say that since the day he decides to go through the rivers and lakes, he has already made life and death a bet."

Murong Fu snorted, "I don't want to die here."

"..."

"So you'd better go ahead."

"...you don't have any torches anymore, what are you threatening me with?"

"Take [-]% of my internal strength left."

"..."

"If you don't leave, I will let you never leave again."

"..."

Gong Jiu sighed, and seemed to have a little smile: "You are very interesting."

"Oh? Really? This is the first time someone has said that."

"It's also the first time I've met someone who dared to talk to me like that."

Murong Fu said: "Then it seems that you need to go out for a walk."

"..."

"I saw too few people."

"..."

The two groped forward in the dark, only to feel that the smell of blood was getting closer.

Until the way forward is no longer possible.

Gong Jiudao: "This seems to be...the door."

On the other side of the door is an unknown territory, and on the other side of the door are two disabled people with less than [-]% internal strength.

"Let's go." Murong Fu said calmly, "It's time to gamble with your life."

Gong Jiu smiled: "Before you die, you must know who the person who died with me is?"

"...Gusu, Murong Fu."

"I remembered."

As soon as Gong Jiu's voice fell, she already exerted force on her hands.

The stone door like a wall was slowly pushed open, bringing out a heavy friction sound.

Dust and light came rushing in.

Gong Jiu couldn't help coughing a few times: "Too careless about hygiene, don't you clean it?"

The indoor light was not strong, Murong Fu squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the indoor scene and said calmly: "I'm afraid, no one can clean it."

Gong Jiu followed his gaze, was also startled, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that this time I really have to escape death."