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

This period of darkness did not last too long.

Not long after walking, Gong Jiu who was leading stopped, turned his back to Murong Fu and pointed to the front: "There is a door over there."

Although it is a good thing that new progress has been made in the journey, Murong Fu still couldn't help feeling tense.

For a while it was a dead woman, and for a while it was a confusing illusion.

The owner of this secret passage is too fidgety, he doesn't know what will be in the room ahead.

Gong Jiu stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold the cold door knocker, and pulled it hard.

The door opened.

Both took a step back, ready to fight.

But this time, there were really no traps.

— except for the dry bones all over the place.

"It seems that many people died here." Gong Jiu swept around with a torch.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "It's just that I don't know how he died. Did he die from the illusion before, or... there is another mystery?"

Gong Jiu held up the torch thoughtfully, and was about to move forward.

But there was a "click".

Gong Jiu said: "Did I step on something?"

Murong Fu said: "You guess?"

"..."

What he stepped on was a hand bone.

And with the fracture of the hand bone, the whole room suddenly lit up with candles.

And in the center where the candlelight leads, there is a glazed platform.

On the high platform, there is a mahogany frame.

On the shelf, there is a jade flute.

The whole body of this jade flute is snow-white, shaped like a long snake, surrounded by mist, with a ghostly aura faintly.

"If the guess is correct, the illusion we encountered should be related to this."

"Us?" Gong Jiu seemed a little nervous for some reason, "You also encountered an illusion?"

"kindness."

"Then, then you, what illusion did you encounter?"

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said leisurely: "Some past events."

Gong Jiu stopped talking.

Although I don't know what happened.

But at least it is certain that Murong Fu and what he encountered are not the same illusion.

that's good...

However, he was a little curious.

What kind of illusion did Murong Fu encounter?

When he saw Murong Fu for the first time in the forest, he felt that this person exuded a strong murderous aura.

It was this kind of murderous intent that made the young man who wanted to kill him mistake Murong Fu for him.

How could there be such a murderous look at such a young age?

And that day when he interrupted the lightness kung fu performed by Ximen Chuuxue and Abbot Ming En in the decisive battle, he clearly carried an aura of being out of the ordinary.

It can be speculated that what he practiced should be close to Taoism.

Such a technique has such a murderous aura.

It's just too unreasonable.

However, since that illusion disappeared, the murderous aura on his body seemed to have faded a lot.

Now it seems that he really has the aura of a cultivator.

Cold and dusty, ethereal and awe-inspiring.

... so beautiful.

——Hey, did I think of something strange just now?

Murong Fu naturally didn't know what Gong Jiu was thinking.

He wasn't even really aware that he was starting to transform.

But now is certainly not the time to be conscious of such things.

"System. Is this flute an orange weapon?"

Although he couldn't confirm it, he just had this vague feeling.

After all, he has seen a lot of Cheng Wu, and he has developed the skill of identification.

Sure enough, the system said: "That's right."

That's right, it's easy to handle.

Although this journey has been extremely bumpy, but if he can get another orange weapon, it will not be in vain.

——But thinking about it this way, Gong Jiu is a bit miserable. Isn't this a waste of time?

Therefore, upholding the spirit of humanitarianism, Murong Fu turned his head and said gently to Gong Jiu, "You go get it, or should I go get it?"

Gong Jiu pursed her lips and said nothing, of course he wouldn't take it.

He dare not take it.

The illusion just now made him still afraid.

And that illusion is very likely to be caused by this flute.

Such a terrifying flute, no matter how much he likes it, he will not touch it easily.

but--

"Don't take it either." Gong Jiu said coldly.

"kindness?"

"Danger."

"..."

Murong Fu couldn't believe his ears.

What had this man been baptized just now?

How did this ideological awareness and spiritual height advance by leaps and bounds?

Amazing!

After staring at Gong Jiu in astonishment for a long time, Murong Fu walked towards the high platform a little stiffly.

The flute on the stage was lingering in mist, but when facing him, it inexplicably restrained its arrogance.

"Good boy." Murong Fu secretly said in his heart.

Although Gong Jiu also noticed the change in the flute, he was still worried.

He stretched out his hand to grab Murong Fu and said, "It's too dangerous, let's find a way first."

"It's okay." Murong Fu smiled at him comfortingly.

As he said that, he had already broken away from Gong Jiu lightly and grabbed the flute.

At that moment, the mist and coldness on the flute disappeared.

It seems to have turned into an ordinary flute, very well behaved.

Murong Fu looked at the flute for a moment, and with a movement of his right hand, the flute had disappeared under his fingertips.

Gong Jiu had already seen his ability to take out the torch, so he didn't care much about the disappearance of the flute.

Seeing that Murong Fu was fine, he was also slightly relieved.

only--

"I don't know how to get out now?" Gong Jiu said lightly.

Murong Fu checked the room thoroughly, then walked to the back of the high platform, put his ear on it and listened carefully for a while.

Although his internal strength was exhausted, his ear strength did not regress.

Although the wall was not thin, he could still hear faint voices.

"There is a sound, it may be leading to the outside."

"But even if this is the way, we can't get out."

The internal strength of the two of them was already depleted, and it was damaged again just now due to the illusion.

Now they fully meet the legendary "delicate body and soft body easy to push down".

It would be strange to break this wall.

"Why don't we take a rest here first, and then think of a way to go out after our skills recover." Gong Jiu suggested.

Murong Fu nodded, it seems that this is indeed the only way to go.

Gong Jiu swept the messy ground full of bones, pouted: "It's so dirty here, there's not even a place to sit."

Murong Fu said disdainfully: "You were still rolling around on the ground just now."

Gong Jiu: "..."

Friends, please stop mentioning such things as black history, okay?

Ignoring Gong Jiu who was still struggling, Murong Fu lifted the hem of his clothes, and silently said "Qingxiao Feiyu".

In an instant, with a flash of blue light, Murong Fu soared into the air lightly, holding the qin in his arms and hanging in the air.

The gown is soft and soft, and the beauty is like jade.

Gong Jiu looked secretly startled.

He has seen a lot of people with excellent lightness kung fu, but this is the first time he has seen someone who can sit in the air.

Who did he learn from?

How can there be such a clever movement?

And, most importantly——

It's so beautiful! ! !

Gong Jiu is still a fool, but Murong Fu has begun to recover his inner strength.

Although the two of them have good skills, they are not immortals, and the technique of bigu is not possible.The two men who have not recovered from serious injuries must be very hungry.

But the system does not provide food, and there is nothing to eat here. If you don't find a way to get out as soon as possible, you may suffer.

"Did you hear anything?"

Murong Fuben was immersed in the meditation of repairing his inner strength, when he heard Gong Jiu's words, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The five senses slowly spread, and the hustle and bustle of the outside world that he had deliberately blocked just now slowly recovered.

Gong Jiu said again: "It seems...is there someone outside this wall?"

Murong Fu frowned, waved his right hand, and leisurely landed back to the ground.

There are people, and they are people who are working internally.

Is it...

Murong Fu glanced at Gong Jiu thoughtfully, the other party obviously understood, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull him back two steps.

almost simultaneously.

An overwhelming aura came from outside the wall, and the wall that blocked the two of them was broken every inch of the coercion——

In the end, it all crumbles to dust.

And outside the wall, someone stood holding a sword, and his white clothes were not stained with any dust.

Seeing that Gong Jiu was holding Murong Fu's arm, the man frowned imperceptibly, but he didn't look at Gong Jiu anymore, but looked at Murong Fu.

"Are you injured?" He asked Murong Fu.

"No."

The man's eyebrows became gentler, he put his sword back into its sheath, and said: "Come here."

Murong Fu: "...?"

"Come to me."

"..."

Murong Fu walked over without knowing why.

——Then, the man grabbed his arm, turned around and left.

Murong Fu: "..." Is this crazy? ?

Gong Jiu: "..." Is this provocation? ! !