Murong Fu and the women returned to the West Lake.

Ren Yingying couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you were coming to see my father? Why are you at West Lake again?"

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Your father is nearby."

"real?"

Ren Yingying looked around excitedly, but only saw a few restaurants by the lake and couldn't see anything suspicious. "Could it be that my father is in one of these places?"

"Come with me and you'll find out."

Murong Fu was too lazy to explain and led them to a plum grove.

Ren Yingying was puzzled again: "Could there be a secret tunnel here?"

Murong Fu said, "Follow my steps and don't make a mistake, or you'll lose your way and your life will be in danger."

Upon hearing this...

The girls all felt a chill run down their spines.

Murong Fu turned to Lin Shiyin and said, "Cousin, for your safety, please don't let go of my hand from now on."

As he spoke, Murong Fu held Lin Shiyin's hand tightly.

Lin Shiyin's face flushed slightly. She struggled a few times, but when she found that she couldn't break free from Murong Fu's grasp, she could only let him have his way.

Murong Fu naturally put his other arm around Yue Lingshan.

Then Murong Fu said to Ning Zhongze, "Mother-in-law, please stay behind me and do not stray more than three steps away. Also, please take care of Ren Yingying. It would be a shame if she died."

Ning Zhongze saw that Murong Fu was flirting with another woman while embracing her daughter. She felt a little angry, but she couldn't blame Murong Fu at the moment, since her life was at stake.

The group stepped into the plum grove.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the falling petals create a beautiful scene.

But they soon realized something was wrong. The plum trees seemed to be moving all the time. When they turned around, they found that the plum trees they saw were not the ones they had seen before.

"This is the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation. The formation is quite sophisticated, similar to that of Peach Blossom Island, where Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Greats of the Southern Song Dynasty, lived. However, the formation on Peach Blossom Island is much more dangerous than this one. If you are not careful, you will be knocked out by the miasma."

As Murong Fu walked, he turned his head to explain to them.

Yue Lingshan asked curiously, "Husband, isn't Peach Blossom Island beautiful?"

“She is beautiful, but a little lonely. However, if I were to live in seclusion with Shan’er, I would never feel lonely.”

Murong Fu spoke tenderly, his deep gaze meeting Yue Lingshan's.

Yue Lingshan let out a soft moan, melting into Murong Fu's arms like water.

Ning Zhongze couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't appropriate for them to flirt like this in front of her, their mother-in-law!

Furthermore, you were flirting with my daughter, so why were you holding Lin Shiyin's hand and refusing to let go?

"cough!"

Ning Zhongze coughed heavily and reminded him, "Sir! This is the center of the formation, and it's fraught with danger. We'd better get out of the formation as soon as possible."

"Mother-in-law, there is no need to worry, the formation has been broken."

As soon as Murong Fu finished speaking, he unleashed his Canhe Finger technique, striking a plum tree.

The plum tree was cut down and fell.

A secluded path suddenly appeared before us.

Murong Fu said, "Mother-in-law, this tree is the key to the formation. If the key is broken, the formation will be broken."

"Who dares to trespass on Plum Manor! You shall pay with your life!"

Suddenly, a sword light shot out.

"Oh no! Watch out!"

Ning Zhongze was shocked and tried to stop it, but the sword light was too fast. Before she could rush over, the sword light was already upon her.

Murong Fu remained calm and composed, seemingly drawing a circle with his hands very slowly, but in reality, it was completed in an instant. The sword light approached him, but it reflected back even faster, piercing the throat of the person who drew the sword.

Before the man could react, he collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

Ning Zhongze stared in disbelief: "What kind of martial art is this?"

Murong Fu smiled and asked in return, "Since Mother-in-law knows that I am the famous Murong of the South in Songzhou, do you know about Murong of the South's unique skills?"

"Nan Murong's unique skill?" Ning Zhongze frowned in thought.

She has not yet answered.

Ren Yingying then said, "Let them use their own methods against you!"

"I've heard people in the martial arts world mention him before, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

Ren Yingying's pupils contracted slightly as she glanced at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said nothing more.

At this moment.

Another person emerged from Plum Manor; he was a scholar in white robes, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist and a sword on his back.

"He actually killed Ding Jian, the One-Word Lightning Swordsman, and killed him with a single blow. He seems to be a tough opponent."

The newcomer first glanced at the corpse, then frowned and stared at Murong Fu and the others.

"You are... Uncle Danqingsheng?"

Ren Yingying recognized the person who had come and shouted excitedly.

"Um?"

Dan Qingsheng glanced at Ren Yingying; girls change a lot as they grow up, and he didn't recognize her at first.

Ren Yingying said excitedly, "Uncle Danqingsheng, it's me, Yingying! You used to love bringing me candied hawthorns when I was little."

Dan Qingsheng suddenly realized: "So it's Miss Dan Qingsheng! It's been more than ten years since I last saw you. You've grown so much."

Ren Yingying asked impatiently, "Uncle Danqingsheng, is my father here?"

Upon hearing this, Dan Qingsheng's expression immediately darkened. "Miss Ren, there is no one here whom you are looking for. Please leave, or don't blame me for not showing any mercy."

When Ren Yingying heard him say this, she knew perfectly well that her father must be right here!

"Uncle Danqingsheng, please, I miss my father so much."

Ren Yingying gazed longingly at Dan Qingsheng, her eyes brimming with tears.

Dan Qingsheng felt a little soft-hearted upon seeing this, but at that moment, another person came out.

The man had a bald head and held a large calligraphy brush, exuding a free and unrestrained temperament.

"Fourth brother, don't be confused."

The visitor, with a stern face, gave a stern reminder.

Ren Yingying immediately recognized the person: "Are you Uncle Bald Pen Weng?"

"Miss Ren, please leave."

The old man with the bald pen was stern and unsmiling, holding his judge's pen horizontally, with an expression that said, "Keep your distance, strangers."

Ren Yingying could only look to Murong Fu for help.

Bald-Brush Old Man stared at Murong Fu menacingly, his voice cold and sharp: "May I ask your name? And what is the purpose of bringing Miss Ren here? If you leave now, we can let bygones be bygones for your offense."

Murong Fu said coldly, "Dongfang Bubai sent me here to meet with Ren Woxing."

These words were spoken.

Both Bald Brush Weng and Dan Qingsheng were startled and exchanged a glance, unable to make up their minds.

Bald-Brush Elder spoke up: “Friend, please wait here. We will discuss this with our elder brother and then give you our reply.”

"There's no need for such trouble."

Murong Fu shook his head and waved his hands, then roared to the sky: "The Eastern Sect Leader has ordered! Huang Zhonggong! Hei Baizi! Come and pay your respects immediately!"

His voice was like a booming bell, causing plum blossoms to flutter everywhere and his eardrums to rupture, like a bolt from the blue.

"Such profound internal strength!"

Bald-Brush Weng and Dan Qingsheng covered their ears, but it was to no avail. They were directly shocked and suffered internal injuries, bleeding from all seven orifices, their eyes filled with horror.

If even Dongfang Bubai's subordinates are so powerful, one can only imagine that this Dongfang leader must be an extraordinary being!