How could Xiao Longnu see others being so rude to Murong Fu? She flipped her wrist and the energy in her palm surged.
Murong Fu took a slight step forward, stopped Xiao Longnu who was about to take action without revealing any trace, and said: "We are from the Song Dynasty, so we only salute the princes of the Song Dynasty."
The soldiers looked angry and said, "Hey, get back!" But it was the man who waved his hand and waved away the soldiers.
The man got out of the car, ignored Murong Fu, and bowed slightly to Xiao Longnu, "Xiao Wang Wan Yanliang, dare I ask the girl her name?"
Xiao Longnu tilted her head, only Murong Fu was in her eyes, and she didn't even look at Yan Liang from beginning to end.
A hint of gloom flashed in Wanyan Liang's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and she turned to smile at Murong Fu and said, "I wonder what your surname is?"
Murong Fu slightly cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Mu, and this is my wife, her surname is Long!"
When Xiao Longnu heard Murong Fu say that she was his wife, her snow-white skin turned a bright red, and her eyes were full of sweetness.
There was a hint of jealousy in Wanyan Liang's eyes, and then she became inexplicably excited, "I wonder who the Xian couple are from?"
Although Murong Fu looked like an ordinary person, his demeanor was quite extraordinary.
"We are disciples of the Tomb Sect."
"Ancient Tomb Sect?" Wan Yanliang was puzzled. He knew all the sects of all sizes in the world, but he had never heard of anyone called the Ancient Tomb Sect.
He turned around and looked at the old man in yellow. The old man also shook his head to indicate that he had never heard of it.
However, Wan Yanliang didn't really care about the sect of Murong Fu and the other two, and instead asked, "Where are Mr. and Mrs. Xian going?"
Murong Fu replied calmly: "Go to the Junshan Conference of the Beggar Clan."
Wan Yanliang's face lit up, "What a coincidence, we are also going to attend the Junshan Conference!"
"Oh? The young prince traveled all the way into the hinterland of Song Ting just to attend the Junshan Conference?"
Wanyan Liang hesitated for a moment, "Brother Mu doesn't know. Xiao Wang went to the Song Dynasty this time to sign the armistice agreement. On the way, he learned that the Beggar Clan had invited many big sects to hold the Junshan Conference. Xiao Wang also wanted to go.
See and learn.”
Murong Fu's expression suddenly became clear. This makes sense why a Jin cavalryman could appear in the hinterland of the Song Dynasty.
Wan Yanliang continued, "It's better to meet by chance. How about asking Brother Mu to go with us?"
Although he spoke politely, the surrounding soldiers had vaguely surrounded Murong Fu and the two of them, and they were likely to use force if they disagreed.
At this moment, a head popped out of a carriage from behind and said, "Hey, Wan Yanliang, why don't you leave?"
The voice was soft and crisp. Murong Fu followed the voice and saw that he had a delicate and refined oval face, charming, amiable, and charming.
Wan Yanliang's face turned bitter, "I made Brother Mu laugh, this is my roommate Wan Yan Ping."
After finishing speaking, he said to Yan Ping, "Princess, don't you want to attend the Junshan Conference? We need a guide. We happened to meet Mr. Mu and Miss Long who were also going, so we invited them to join us."
"Guide?" Wanyanping was stunned. Wasn't there someone who was leading the way? Wanyanping glanced at Murong Fu, and her eyes suddenly lit up. This man was actually very handsome.
When she saw Xiao Longnu, even though Wanyanping had always been very confident in her appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself for a moment.
However, Wanyanping understood Wanyanliang's thoughts and looked at Murongfu with a little pity in her eyes.
Wan Yanliang asked again: "Brother Mu hasn't told Xiao Wang yet, will you come with us?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'm just afraid of causing trouble to the young prince."
Wan Yanliang's face lit up, "No trouble, no trouble, just invite Brother Mu and Miss Long to ride in my carriage!"
"Then why are you so embarrassed! But since the young prince is so kind, we and I will not be polite!"
As he said this, he slightly motioned to Xiao Longnu, who pulled Murong Fu along. Without seeing how she moved, the two of them got on the carriage.
The old man in yellow shirt's eyes narrowed slightly, this Qing Gong is really brilliant.
Wan Yanliang was about to follow the two of them into the carriage when Murong Fu turned around and said with a smile: "Don't you want the young prince to squeeze into the carriage with our couple?"
Wan Yanliang's face froze, thinking where else could I sit if not here?
Murong Fu went on to say: "If that's the case, it would be inconvenient for us as a couple to do something, so we should go our separate ways!"
Wanyan Liang smiled coquettishly, "Since the carriage has been given to the Xian couple, naturally only you two will ride!"
When Murong Fu and the two entered the carriage, Wan Yanliang's face instantly darkened, "Mr. Qiu, can you tell where these two people came from?"
"The Ancient Tomb Sect seems to have some impression..." The old man twirled his beard and pondered for a while before saying:
"I remember that ten years ago, a woman who claimed to be the descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect appeared in Jiangnan. She committed a major crime in the Yuanjiang area and then disappeared. Other than that, there is no news about the Ancient Tomb Sect in the Jianghu."
Wan Yanliang asked: "How are these two people's martial arts?"
"Women have deep inner strength and excellent light skills, while men are a little strange."
"Oh? How strange?"
"He doesn't seem to know how to do martial arts, but with his demeanor, he looks like a top master. But judging from his age, the former is more likely."
Wan Yanliang immediately felt relieved, with an evil smile on her face. As long as she could deal with men and women, no matter how good her martial arts skills were, she would still be able to deal with them.
The old man said at the right time: "Don't worry, young prince, no matter whether he is really clumsy or not, he will definitely not be my opponent."
Wan Yanliang didn't care in his heart, but said: "That's natural. Mr. Qiu's martial arts is enough to become the best in the world. I believe this."
The old man shook his cattail leaf fan and smiled without saying a word.
The two of them didn't know it, but their conversation completely fell into Murong Fu's ears.
At this time, Murong Fu was lying on the soft couch in the carriage, his head resting on Xiao Longnu's legs, muttering to himself, "Who did I think it was, but it turned out to be Qiu Qianren..."
"Brother Fu, what did you say?"
"It's nothing. King Hailing really enjoys it! Long'er, let's build a few carriages like this in the future!"
The luxury and comfort of this carriage actually made Murong Fu feel that it was too stupid to use Qinggong to travel in the past. In the future, he must get an eight-carriage sedan or something, which not only has the style, but also does not wrong himself.
"Brother Fu, why should we go with them?"
Murong Fu stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Longnu's cheek, "It's not because Long'er is so beautiful. People are courting her wherever she goes, so I will take advantage of her!"
For Xiao Longnu, except for the ancient tomb and Murong Fu, everything in this world is dispensable. "Long'er doesn't want any courtesy from others!"
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Someone is serving us for free, why not!"
"But that King Hailing's eyes are so disgusting, I can't help but want to slap him."
"Next time he stares at you like that, just give him a few slaps!"