The guards in the courtyard raised their heads and looked at the night sky.

A dazzling cyan light emitted from the air, striking them, and they suddenly felt as if the blood in their bodies was flowing backwards.

Everyone who was illuminated by the light of the Qinglong Martial Spirit was bleeding from all their holes.

"Quick, back up."

Someone shouted: "Go and ask the old lady to come over."

Murong Fu's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand struck hard at those who tried to tip off the old lady.

Anyone who wants to harm Ye Zhikuang must die.

The sword flashed in the air and struck people horizontally. Some people's heads were chopped off on the spot, some were split in half, and some had their waists broken.

The leading guard hid in the house and kept blowing the signal whistle.

The shadow martial soul guards hiding in the dark rushed towards Murong Fu one after another.

He stood on the dragon's body, closed his eyes, and listened to the wind.

The "whirring" sound roared in his ears.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and struck...

"Ah..." The invisible Wuhun secret guard was suddenly hit by the sword light.

The fatal blow fell, and many spirit masters fell from the air until they died.

Old Taijun and Murong Tiantian sensed the movement here.

Everyone is coming this way.

"Murong Fu..." Looking at the corpses on the ground, the old lady was so angry that she couldn't speak. She stamped the cane in her hand anxiously and roared: "Do you know who these people you killed are? Those...

...But they are all the heroes of our Murong family."

"Brother Fu, how did you become like this?" Murong Tiantian covered her mouth, tears flowing uncontrollably, looking at Murong Fu, and said to herself.

Murong Fu looked down upon the old lady with a condescending look.

The woman in his arms moved.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her body trembled, and she opened her eyes slightly, looking into the dark night.

Why did she fall asleep!

Looking back, his eyes fell on Murong Fu's face.

The face was blurry at first, and then gradually became clear again.

Until Murong Fu's face was clearly printed in her eyes.

She moved a little, and Murong Fu lowered his head and said, "Don't move, you've lost too much blood."

Before she could say that the fairy hairpin had fallen off, every acupuncture point on her body was sealed by Murong Fu Xian, making her unable to even speak.

She froze in his arms, but resisted such a hug.

She frowned and tried to forcefully break through Murong Fu's acupuncture points.

But she had just used one point of her martial spirit, and she couldn't stop sweating all over her body.

Murong Fu noticed her abnormality and chuckled: "It's good that you can still be willful. I'm really afraid that you'll fall asleep all the time. Leave the rest to me so you can rest peacefully."

He raised his hand and closed her eyes.

But the next moment, she opened her eyes again and tried her best to move her body.

Her fairy hairpin is still on Murong Fu's bed.

Damn man!!!

Seeing her waking up again, Murong Fu felt much more at ease.

The guards on the ground suddenly flew into the sky, forming a series of shapes around him.

The old lady was giving instructions below.

In fact, Murong Tiantian did not want to see such a situation, but Murong Fu seemed to be crazy and attacked the guards of Murong Mansion.

And the woman he held in his arms broke her heart.

"Murong Fu——" Murong Tiantian suddenly roared at the people in the sky.
Chapter completed!