Chapter 197 The true leader subdues the false saint!"I was defeated by you, so I said, if you have Murong, why is Hassan born?" Hassan Sabbah said faintly, "You are the real leader, ruthless, powerful, and ambitious, but I am a fake saint. Now I am captured by you, you can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you." Murong Fu looked at Hassan Sabbah and said with a smile: "Are you really so impatient for me to deal with you?" "I am not afraid of death. You can do whatever you want." Hassan Sabbah said, "You defeated me purely by your strength. I am convinced and have no complaints. How do you want to deal with me?" Murong Fu looked at her voluptuous figure and fair skin, and said with a wicked smile: "Of course I will rape her first and then kill her, rape her again and then kill her, rape her again and then kill her, rape her a hundred times, a hundred times!" Hassan Sabbah, however, straightened her amazing chest and said, "Fulang, since you have this intention, then come! If I can experience the joy of being a woman before I die, I will die without regrets. If I can die at the hands of a man I approve of, my life will not be lived in vain." Although her words seemed frivolous, her expression was extremely serious and earnest, and she looked detached, as if she didn't care about life and death. Murong Fu stopped talking, came behind her and picked her up. Murong Fu's powerful arms and the strong muscles beating in his chest made her body tremble. Murong Fu held Hassan Sabbah, who was not petite, in his arms, just like holding a little girl. He moved freely and said with a smile, "Look, that is the statue of Ming Zun. His eyes seem to be staring at us. A leader of the Ming Cult should act on behalf of Ming Zun, and a saint of the Ming Cult should remain chaste for Ming Zun. But they are doing this. If Ming Zun really has a spirit in heaven, he will definitely let us burn to ashes in the raging fire." Hassan Sabbah said: "You have long said that you would desecrate the Saint of the Ming Cult in the Hall of Light. It turns out that you were not just talking. Unfortunately, I finally fell into your clutches and could only be flirted with, humiliated, ravaged, trampled, and possessed by you. I never knew that I was such a pitiful person."
"The mural records the preaching of the Ming envoy Mani. Mani is also watching us! This blasphemous pleasure and rebellious joy is the second time in my life." Murong Fu smiled slightly, hugged her and came to the holy fire. "This is the holy fire lit by Mani himself. It has been burning for hundreds of years. In fact, even after hundreds of years, this holy fire has not been extinguished. It is really sacred. Let me, in front of this holy fire, as the leader of the Ming Cult, punish you, the bad saint who betrayed the Ming Cult!" "you!" Murong Fu used the Great Shift of the Universe with such miraculous force that the saint was astonished. All the energy in her body was drawn up, half of it was as cold as sea water, and the other half was as hot as flames. Although her mind was as strong as steel, she was actually confused and lost in love at this moment. And Murong Fu, hugging the saint from behind, activated his secret skills! Secret technique: Kill with sister in arms! One kill! Double kill! Four kills! Pentakill! Ninety-nine kills! One thousand kills! The beautiful landscape was attacked wantonly by Murong Fu. Her beauty is as pretty as jade, but her hair is disheveled at the moment. At this moment, Murong Furu, wearing golden armor, scattered the flowers in Chang'an. kill!kill!kill! The saint was like a small boat in the midst of a violent storm, she asked the flowers with tears in her eyes, but the flowers remained silent. The red flowers fly by and the swing goes away. The saint seemed to have returned to her childhood, swinging on the swing, with the warm sunshine, her body and mind free, she was so happy and free of any worries.
So, an hour later. Murong Fu was very satisfied, and the saint was so excited that she could hardly control herself. "Fulang, you are indeed a man, a man among men." The saint said, "I never knew that being a woman was so happy. No, maybe it's because I'm your woman that I'm so happy. I have no regrets anymore. Kill me! To die in the hands of the man I truly love is also a great blessing from the Lord to me who is full of sins!" "I hope, I hope you can grab my neck and strangle me to death!" Murong Fu smiled and said, "I have tried to kill you more than a thousand times, but you are still alive. This means that you are not destined to die." "Killed me more than a thousand times?" "Yes! I used Nine Shallows and One Deep, Green Dragon Drawing Water, Single Dragon Playing with Pearl, Leading Snake Out of Cave, Iron Bird Pecking Wood, Dragonfly Skimming Water, Mandarin Ducks Playing in Water, Tadpoles Swimming in Pool and other peerless magical skills, but I didn't kill you!" Murong Fu said, "It seems that you are not destined to die. I should respect Ming Zun's wishes." "So you can't bear to kill me. Then what do you want? Do you need me to be your woman or wife?" asked the saint. Murong Fu said: "No, you are the loser, so you can only start as a slave. You are my slave now. I remember that there is such a rule in the Tianfang area, right?" "Yes!" said the Saint, "Then what do you want, my master?" Murong Fu was delighted to hear the word "master". He thought that although this saint was a virgin, she knew how to make a man happy. This game was quite interesting. "I'll plant a life and death talisman for you." Murong Fu said as he stretched out his hand and used the Dragon Capturing Technique to pull a cup of strong liquor from the leader's throne. The liquor fell into his hand and the cup fell to the ground. When the golden cup made a pleasant sound, the wine in Murong Fu's hand had turned into life and death talismans, and then, these life and death talismans were instantly shot into the body of the saint by Murong Fu. The life and death talisman took effect immediately, but the Saint did not even frown, and sneered: "My master, is this how you control your slaves? It's still a little bit short! It can bring great pain, but you don't know that as the children of the old man in the mountains, his requirements for us are more severe than those for his disciples. I have already tasted all the pain in this world, this is really nothing." The saint is not bragging. The Old Man in the Mountain is not a kind father. Every one of his children must undergo the most rigorous training of the Assassins, suffer and endure pain. Even the three Persian envoys could resist the initial Life and Death Talisman after receiving such training. The three Persian envoys were subjected to the combined power of the Life and Death Talismans, Sikong Xuan's perverted torture, and Murong Fu's intensified psychological suggestion with the Supreme Yoga Tantra along the way. It took more than a month before they finally surrendered completely. The saint's will is like steel, a hundred times tougher than that of the three Persian envoys. What's more, she has strong internal strength, and her "Ice and Fire Mystical Art" is itself a painful experience. The pain brought by the Life and Death Talisman is not enough to destroy her will. "I had anticipated this, so I customized a life and death talisman specifically for you. The punishment for others is pain, but the best punishment for you is actually joy. My sister Fei, I know that what you lack is not pain, but joy." Murong Fu said, "You have come to this point today, so you must have experienced all the pain in this world, but what about joy? You rarely experience joy, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so happy in my arms!" "Come and see the power of joy!" As Murong Fu spoke, he moved his fingers and shot out his true energy, which stimulated the life and death talisman in the saint's body to take on another characteristic. The saint's face flushed red, and she couldn't help but shiver. "You are such a devil!" the Saint said, "It seems like I will really fall into your hands and be played with by you for the rest of my life! You bad man, if I hadn't known you, I wouldn't even have come to China." The saint was truly convinced. She didn't care about the pain brought by the life and death talisman. But she couldn't bear the happiness brought by the Life and Death Talisman.
Because pain occupied most of her life and happiness was almost zero. Murong Fu could control her happiness, which frightened her more than controlling her pain. At this moment, she really surrendered. At least physically, I surrendered. "If you hadn't come to China, there wouldn't have been this rebellion." Murong Fu said, pulling out a bloody letter, densely written in Persian. "You took away the most elite forces in the sect, leaving your base camp, Eagle Fort, empty. Most of your people have been killed by a man named Udemi, and only a few have escaped. Eagle Fort is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It's easy for you to lose Eagle Fort, but it's hard to go back." "That Udmi announced that the first generation Hassan was dead, and he actually found your father's body, so he inherited the position of Grand Master as your father's eldest disciple. He has called himself the second generation of the Old Man of the Mountain." The news about Persia brought by the three Persian envoys just now made Murong Fu understand why the Saint also ended in failure without him. First, Fang La was hiding very deeply, waiting for an opportunity to act. The second was that a fire broke out in the Assassins' backyard. The Saint was ambitious and mobilized too much power, resulting in the Eagle Castle being occupied by Udmi. A territory like Eagle Fort is unconquerable in this era, no matter how high your martial arts skills are. Only the Mongols of later generations used counterweight trebuchets to break open Eagle Fort. It seems that the Saint's backyard was in turmoil, and she went back to quell the rebellion, so she could not take care of the Ming Cult in Middle-earth and gradually lost control of the Ming Cult in Middle-earth. Judging from the subsequent results, the Saint's suppression of the rebellion could not be considered a success, because Udmi was the second generation Old Man of the Mountain, and she brought the Old Man of the Mountain's assassination career to a new peak. As for the Saint, since she had never appeared as a daughter, she had always ruled the Assassin faction in the name of her father. Once her father was deemed dead, she would no longer have any moral standing. Political struggles have never been determined solely by the level of martial arts, and the saint's martial arts skills are not as high as Murong Fu's. Even if one is as skilled in martial arts as Murong Fu, he did not use pure violence to seize power. He still has the legal status of "the successor of Master Lin" and "the incarnation of the Ming Lord". Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to control the Ming Cult so smoothly. "What? Udmi actually dared to betray me." The Saint was furious, "I'm going to kill him!" "That's probably difficult. You know how dangerous the Eagle Fort is, and it was reinforced by your father and you," Murong Fu said. "And your father's death has been confirmed, so you no longer have a legitimate reason. But I can help you." "help me?" "Let's cooperate and have a baby!" Murong Fu said. (End of this chapter)