Proud of the rivers and lakes

Hearing this, Fu Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt a chill in his heart.

How could it be such a coincidence...

If what Wen Ruyu said is true... If someone wants to bring the Buddha Heart Liuli back to life, he must find the unique female gu in the world, and now the female gu is parasitic on him.

And now, he is standing in front of the Buddha Heart Glass.

If it was a coincidence, how could it be so coincidental?

If it is not a coincidence, then...

"Brother Fu?" Wen Ruyu over there noticed Fu Jinghong's sluggishness, and called softly.

Fu Jinghong woke up instantly, only to find that his back was dripping with cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" He recovered his expression.

If someone really deliberately lured him here to make a sacrifice for the Buddha Heart Glass, who would that person be?

Murong Lin?

The man in yellow?

Did he meet Murong Lin and the man in yellow over and over again, because he was deliberately lured, and then he walked here step by step?

Could it be that from the moment he stepped into Murong Mansion, he had already stepped into this trap?

"There seems to be something wrong with your face..." Wen Ruyu frowned slightly and looked at Fu Jinghong.

"...Nothing." Fu Jinghong lowered his eyes.

Who is that man in yellow...

Who is the person who wanted to put him to death...

But no matter who that person is... It is absolutely impossible for him to compromise obediently.

Wen Ruyu frowned again, and was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

"...someone is coming." His face darkened.

Fu Jinghong also heard footsteps not far away, but where can he hide if he wants to hide at this time?

There are only huge thousand-year-old ice everywhere, and there is only an ice coffin in the middle.

There is nowhere to hide.

Wen Ruyu obviously realized that there was nowhere to hide, so she could only bite the bullet and wait for that person to come in.

Fu Jinghong held his breath and concentrated his attention, his hands were already secretly moving, and he fixedly looked at the exit.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good don't.

The martial arts of Broken Sleeve Valley are many and complex, and so are the weapons.

And Fu Jinghong's martial arts is a mixture of masters from various schools of thought. Although he doesn't have his own exclusive weapon, he can master any weapon and martial arts moves at his fingertips.

A real master can hurt people by picking flowers and standing leaves.

Fu Jinghong was like this.

Although he has no weapon in his hand, he himself is the weapon.

He stared fixedly at the front, and the hand hidden in the wide sleeve had already caught a small stone.

If the person who came was not kind, he would immediately use his internal force to knock out the stone.

Although righteous martial arts most disdain to hurt people with hidden weapons...

But he, Fu Jinghong, is not a kind person

man of.

Wen Ruyu over there also frowned slightly, but the expression on her face was still calm and composed.

It's just that his eyes became more and more serious, looking at the door thoughtfully.

The man finally came.

From a distance, he saw a man dressed in black.

"Hahahaha... you two ignorant juniors, I thought about attacking you in a few days, but it seems that I can't stay now." The person who came was Murong Lin, who was still a few feet away from the entrance of the ice room. Then he yelled a sentence, this sentence contains deep inner strength, if it is an ordinary person, his ears would ring with fear, but unfortunately, the two people in the ice room are not ordinary people.

Fu Jinghong frowned slightly, he paused for a moment, the stone that he wanted to hit with one blow was held in the palm of his hand again.

He originally wanted to wait for the person to come in and attack, but when he saw that it was Murong Lin, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Senior Murong." Wen Ruyu on the side just smiled and shouted.

"Hmph!" Murong Lin snorted coldly, looking at Wen Ruyu who was dressed in white, he moved the corner of his mouth coldly.

At this time, his face was completely gone from the previous appreciation when he looked at the younger generation, let alone the satisfaction from looking at his son-in-law.

"You can be regarded as a talented person. Originally, I wanted to keep you, but unfortunately you know too much now." Murong Lin said coldly.

Since Wen Ruyu discovered this ice room, then Wen Ruyu must have discovered the secret passages extending in all directions under the Murong Mansion.

Then he will naturally discover the martial arts secrets of the Devil's Cult...

Thinking of this, Murong Lin's expression became even more ferocious.

He slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, and saw the sword light overflowing, making the ice room that was originally illuminated by the thousand-year-old black ice as bright as day.

A sword, of course, is a good sword.

But whether or not the power of the sword can be displayed depends on the martial arts of the sword holder, how much power the sword can display... If it is a peerless sword that cuts iron like mud, it falls into the hands of a mountain villager Here, it is just for the purpose of killing pigs, and the only thing that can be deterred is his pigs.

Even so, Wen Ruyu didn't dare to neglect, and he slowly drew the sword in his hand.

The two confronted each other.

Over there, Fu Jinghong looked at the two of them with raised eyebrows.

At this moment, Murong Lin made the first move, stabbing Wen Ruyu's confidant with his sword.

Immediately murderous aura overflowed.

As soon as he made a move, it was a killer move, and Wen Ruyu also knew that there was no way to show mercy at this time, so he had to go all out.

Wen Ruyu countered with a sword, every move was like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Muronglin's every move is a killer move, and every move is eager to put Wen Ruyu to death.

In the blink of an eye, the thousand-year-old ice everywhere was marked by sword qi.

But only the ice coffin in the center has no trace.

It was obvious that Murong Lin avoided it on purpose, and Wen Ruyu wanted to protect each other.

Fu Jinghong looked at the two boredly.

Wen Ruyu was clearly capable of doing anything with ease, but the people before him were also his seniors. Although every move and style of his had no room to spare, none of his swords could attack Murong Lin's seven inches...

It seems...he still hasn't made up his mind.

Murong Lin was completely different, attacking Wen Ruyu's heart and throat with every move, the sword and sword were full of murderous aura, if Wen Ruyu was not paying attention, he would be killed immediately.

Fu Jinghong didn't want to watch it any longer, so he was ready to break the balance.

He held the small stone in his palm and held his breath.

When Murong Lin was about to stab out the sword in his hand again, he summoned his internal energy, concentrated it on his fingertips, and shot out the stone in his hand.

Although Murong Lin was confronting Wen Ruyu, he still focused on Fu Jinghong.

Although he had never heard of Fu Jinghong's name before, nor had he seen Fu Jinghong make a move, so he didn't know his depth, but he was as cautious as Murong Lin, and naturally he would not let any chess piece that could put him at a disadvantage come out. Sloppy.

The stone came across the sky, and he hurriedly dodged it sideways, but he barely avoided it. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold sword was already on his neck.

Wen Ruyu was looking at him calmly.

"You... despicable villains! You are plotting behind your back!" Murong Lin yelled with his brows upside down.

Wen Ruyu frowned, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fu Jinghong.

"To deal with despicable people, there is no need to use any fair and honest methods..." Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Isn't this what you people of the righteous way often say..."

Murong Lin snorted coldly: "It seems that Your Excellency...is a member of the Demon Cult?"

"Yes or no, so what?" Fu Jinghong said with a smile, "All of you righteous people have started to learn the martial arts of the Devil's Sect, and it seems that the days of great harmony in the world are not long..."

Murong Lin's face was ashen, he knew that the secret had been broken.

"However, if other righteous people know about it... I'd be very curious..." Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph!" Murong Lin snorted coldly, and was about to say something, but the sword at his throat blocked his words.

Wen Ruyu held the sword in her fair and slender hand, and the tip of the sword rested on Murong Lin's neck.

Fu Jinghong on the side laughed again.

"...No." Wen Ruyu's face suddenly darkened.

"What?" Fu Jinghong paused, and suddenly he smelled a strange fragrance.

wrong……

He had already smelled this strange fragrance before, but now, that strange fragrance became stronger and stronger.

very thick very thick...

He suddenly felt his hands and feet start to feel weak and cold.

Fu Jinghong was startled, could it be...that strange fragrance is poisonous?

But thinking about it, it turns out that this strange fragrance is emitted by Bailian poisonous insects, so it is naturally poisonous...

But it was clear that nothing happened before, why now...

Wen Ruyu's face turned cold, and said, "The Bailian poisonous insect has molted."

Fu Jinghong was taken aback, remembering what Wen Ruyu said earlier.

Now, what should I do?

The strange fragrance in the ice room is getting stronger and stronger, the two of them just feel weak and empty, and they can't stand steadily.

But Murong Lin, taking advantage of the negligence of the two, suddenly broke free from Wen Ruyu's sword.

Before the two of them could react, Murong Lin had already walked a few steps away, and now he was standing at the door of the ice room.

"Hahahaha... When the Bailian poisonous insect moults, it has to eat human flesh to replenish its essence and blood, so you just wait to die!" Murong Lin sneered a few times, and rushed out of the door.

Wen Ruyu and Fu Jinghong inhaled the strange fragrance a lot, their hands and feet were cold and weak.

Fu Jinghong bit his lower lip, leaving a trace of blood running down his chin.

His hands and feet were still cold and weak, he could only watch Murong Lin flash out of the ice room, raised his hand, and pressed the door switch, a large stone door sank down, making a heavy and muffled sound.

"Broken Dragon Stone..." Wen Ruyu frowned.

Once the Dragon-Breaking Stone is put down, unless someone can open the door from the outside, the people inside will not be able to go out no matter what.

The two of them suddenly felt as cold as water.

The strange fragrance in the ice room is getting stronger and stronger.

Fu Jinghong looked back at the ice coffin, but saw that the lid of the ice coffin was slowly lifted up.

The person in the ice coffin sat up slowly.

Dressed in red, blue hair poured down.

Her appearance was the same as before, and she was as gorgeous as ever, but only those beautiful eyes were tightly closed.

Fu Jinghong was shocked.

Could it be that the next moment, Buddha Heart Liuli will open his eyes and come back to life?

Sure enough, the next moment, Buddha Heart Liuli opened his eyes.

It's a pity that there is only one white of those beautiful eyes.

A fat blood-red centipede about the thickness of a human finger drilled out of the eye socket of the Buddha's heart glass.