Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

Was it Zhang Sanfeng who made an appointment with Murong Fu and coaxed himself to come here, but the former didn't come?

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I have to leave quickly. It's a pity that such a good seedling can't be accepted as a disciple." After Jinlun Fawang finished speaking, he turned around and left immediately.

There is no half memory.

Chapter 33: The Bottom of the Nameless Cliff

After Jinlun Fawang left, two stunning women appeared on the edge of the cliff.

One is the reappearance of Shi Feixuan as Luoshen, and the other is the glamorous and sexy Wanwan.

"It seems that Mr. Murong died cleanly." Hou Hou said jokingly.

Concubine Shixuan blamed herself very much: "If I don't leave in a fit of anger, maybe the martial arts of Mr. Murong and I can resist Jinlun Fawang."

"Haha, it's really funny. How can the strength of the master be evened by relying on a large number of people?"

Wan Hou shook his head with a look of disdain, what he dislikes the most is Shi Feixuan, this indecisive look

Concubine Shixuan didn't want to waste words with Houhou, she shook her head and said, "Young Master Murong is dead, you have completed your mission, why don't you leave?"

"Hmph, he's dead, isn't your mission complete? Then why don't you leave?" Hou Hou asked back.

Shi Feixuan didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "Master Murong saved me, even if he died, I will go to the bottom of the cliff, find his body, and bring him back to Yanziwu."

"Huh? It's just right, I have a lot of time, so I'll search for it with you." Wan Wan said with a smile.

"Do it yourself."

Concubine Shi is well aware of Houhou's character, even if she is not allowed to go, she will not leave.

"Hmph, boring."

Hou Hou sneered, followed behind Shi Feixuan, and walked towards the bottom of the cliff.

...

At the bottom of the unknown cliff, Murong Fu was still in free fall just now.

There was still an extremely miserable wailing in his mouth.

Fortunately, under this cliff, there were dense green vines, which entangled him tightly.

Only then did he save his old life with seven broken ribs.

"Fairy tales are all deceitful. Why don't I have the aura of the protagonist?"

Murong Fu endured the pain and cursed, he was hanging upside down like this, sooner or later he would die alone.

The point is that he's hungry and can't move yet.

In desperation, he could only run the Divine Light Sutra to slowly repair himself.

"By the way, there were task rewards that were useless before, let's add them to the God's Light."

After gaining experience, this peerless internal skill has also been promoted to the state of perfection.

The zhenqi in the body circulates extremely quickly, and the ability of self-healing is even faster.

Everywhere it goes is like a panacea, which is very refreshing when applied to the wound.

Apart from a few broken bones, his internal organs were all damaged by the shock force falling from the high altitude.

Fortunately, he has two kinds of magical body protection. If it is an ordinary person who falls from above, even if he can't fall to death, he will be entangled to death by ivy.

"Jinlun Fawang, you wait for me, sooner or later, I will hang you upside down on the city wall to avenge today's revenge!"

Murong Fu was burning with anger, wishing he could cut Jinlun Fawang into pieces now.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and there was a burst of laughter in my ears.

"Haha, interesting, interesting, there is another person who fell from the top and survived, it's really fun!"

A huge stone ball rolled over from a distance.

A large bald head with a full beard was strapped to it.

He came in front of Murong Fu, put his cheek against his cheek, looked Murong Fu up and down carefully.

Then, he laughed again and said:

"Haha, the boy looks good, he has the demeanor of my old man."

When Murong Fu saw this weird old man, his mind quickly recalled it.

Immediately thought of the identity of this person.

Was it the Fireworker Toutuo who dared to fight Zhang Sanfeng among the leaders of the Demon Cult?

This guy seems to have a complete version of the Nine Suns Manual.

"Senior, can you let me go first?"

"Haha, are you blind? How can I let you down if I don't have hands?"

Huogong Toutuo cursed loudly, and then his body exuded a pure yang energy, and the vine tied to his body was like a sharp knife, instantly cutting off the vine on Murong Fu's body.

Murong Fu didn't expect it, and hit the ground hard, grinning his teeth in pain.

"Well, I'm in pretty good health." Fireworker Toutuo nodded in satisfaction.

Murong Fu's ribs were broken all over his body, unable to move, he could only lie down and shout: "Thank you for saving your life, senior, Murong Fu will surely repay you in the future."

"Hey, the old monk has no desires, what do you need in return?" Fireworker Toutuo said with disdain.

Murong Fu glanced at the half-disabled Fireworker Toutuo, and said, "I can heal senior's wounds."

"Oh? Do you mean to use black jade intermittent ointment?" the fireworker Tuo quacked strangely.

Murong Fu was not surprised either.

After all, it was this old monk who founded the Vajra Gate that produced Black Jade Intermittent Ointment.

What the other party said was so natural and normal.

"Senior is amazing."

Fireworker Toutuo said coldly: "Hmph, it's useless, the old man's bones have been smashed to pieces long ago, even with Black Jade Ointment, it can't heal them all."