Muwangfu.


    Chu Yehong came out of the door of King Mu''s residence, wearing a red strong suit and a white sword on her back.


    When the two guards outside the door saw her, they immediately lowered their heads and showed their respect.


    Before Chu Yehong came to them, she had a puzzled look at the coach parked across the road and asked, "is the little prince in your house?"


    "In But he seems to be going out


    Just when the guard Gongsheng answered, a white dress Mufeng in the courtyard came out in a hurry.


    Seeing this, Chu Yehong quickly arched her hand and said: "Little Wang Ye, I..."


    Did not wait for her to finish, Mufeng took her hand, and then hurried to the carriage.


    "Don''t say anything. Follow me."


    Two people on the carriage, coachman whip a Yang, the carriage will be toward the direction of the city.


    It''s only three o''clock now. Who is Mufeng in such a hurry to meet?


    Chu Ye Hong frowned, some doubts.


    "Chu Yehong, I''m going to see someone now. It''s good for you to see someone, too."


    Hearing the words, Chu Ye Hong was stunned for a long time and said, "in the first battle of Fu Chen temple, I was blocked by a mysterious woman I had never met before. That''s why..."


    "Well, I know all about it." The light way of Mufeng.


    Seeing this, Chu Yehong didn''t say anything more.


    It seems that he is going to meet a very important person, otherwise, he must ask Chu Yehong about the situation at that time.


    The carriage drove until dawn, in front of a lake, before it stopped.


    Mufeng took Chu Yehong out of the carriage and set foot on the lake. All the way around dozens of peaks, he stopped on a beautiful cliff in the mountains.


    This mountain is hidden in the mountains, very hidden, surrounded by lakes, no way to find, can be said to be a unique place of seclusion.


    There is only a small temple on the cliff, and there are only a few rooms inside. There is no name of the temple on the lintel at the entrance of the temple. At first sight, it is the place where someone deliberately lives in seclusion.


    In front of the temple gate, Mufeng arranges his clothes, then turns around and arranges his robes for Chu Yehong.


    Sudden changes, let Chu Ye Hong flattered: "Lord, can''t use it!"


    "It''s OK. I''ll take you in to see my master later. You can''t lose your manners, you know?"


    Master?


    Master of Little Wang Ye?!


    Chu Yehong has always known that Mufeng''s two elder martial brothers have extraordinary strength, and their realm should be higher than the three heroes in the palace. In particular, Gao Jian, the other elder martial brothers, has stepped into the peak of Xinghai realm.


    It is conceivable that his master must be an old master.


    As soon as they entered the temple, they saw Gao Jian and Jin Peng practicing cross legged.


    "Elder martial brother, second elder martial brother, you are all right."


    Mufeng smiles and squints, arches his hand.


    "Ha ha, young martial brother, you are here. Why don''t you tell me in advance? You see, the wine and meat are not ready." Jin Peng laughed and got up.


    "Well, I came here only after the master''s edict. Where''s the master?"


    "Oh, master, he''s sleeping."


    "All right." Mufeng took a deep breath and looked at Chu Yehong helplessly: "Yehong, these two are my elder martial brothers, Gao Jian and Jin Peng."


    "I''ve met you two." Chu Ye Hong Gongshou road.


    "Wow, you''re the best sword in the world. I didn''t expect you to look like this. Hehe, it''s so beautiful!"


    Jinpeng''s careless praise makes Chu Yehong feel embarrassed.


    "That''s what he looks like. Don''t mind." Gao Jian got up, looked at Mufeng and said, "little younger martial brother, I was really sorry last time. We didn''t help either."


    The so-called "last time" in Gao Jian''s words was when he left Jingshan villa to recruit his son-in-law. At that time, in the last stage of the martial arts test, facing the duel between chenyao sword sect and he Zhendong, a strong man in the blood area, Gao Jian could not defeat them.


    In this regard, Mufeng shakes his head and laughs: "don''t care about the past. Besides, Bai Chen and Liang Zi in the blood field are also in a situation of incompatibility. I believe that in a short time, Yao Tian will pull out the nail of Chen Yao sword clan."


    "Yes, let''s wait and see." Gao Jian''s sneer, obviously he hates Bai Chen to the bone.


    The three brothers chatted from noon to evening.


    It was dark, and the elder still didn''t appear. Chu Yehong couldn''t help frowning.


    But looking at Mufeng waiting patiently, she knew that little prince Mu must have great respect for this master.


    At night.


    Chu Ye Hong, a woman, how to say, and three men get along, is also more inconvenient.


    After leaving the room, she came to the courtyard alone and took a deep breath, looking at the bamboo baskets in Gujing.


    In the ancient temple at night, the air is very fresh, and it''s refreshing to breathe in the lungs and abdomen.Slowly pulling out the sword and holding it in her hand, Chu Yehong recalled the middle-aged woman in white in the floating and sinking temple. She grasped a point unconsciously and chopped it in the air. With a fierce sword spirit, she flew directly into the sky and completely tore the cloud that covered the bright moon.


    The cloud was torn open, and the moonlight was again sprinkled on the earth. At this time, a door next to it was suddenly opened, and a bald monk in black cassock came out.


    The old monk seems to be indifferent to the world, but there is a trace of spirit between his eyebrows, which makes people pay homage to him.


    "Elder, you are the master of Little Wang Ye." When Chu Yehong saw this man, she quickly threw her hand, and the sword flew to the top of her head and circled for a week. With a whoosh, she automatically flew into the scabbard.


    At this time, Mufeng and others came out and arched their hands to the old monk.


    "I''m called Qilu, Chu Yehong. Although your sword technique is strong, it has obvious shortcomings."


    Master Qilu''s words made Chu Ye Hong''s face sink in an instant.