Murong Fu held Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, feeling frivolous for a while. Of course, in this situation, he couldn't do anything more extreme than scratching and touching her.
"Brother Murong, please don't do anything to Zhiruo, okay? When you get back, I...I will give it all to you..." Zhou Zhiruo said intermittently. In his current posture, Murong Fu was strolling in the courtyard while holding her in his arms.
In his arms, his hands reached into two indescribable parts.
Zhou Zhiruo had not seen Murong Fu for several months. The so-called taste of the marrow was just a slight touch, which instantly made her emotional. But in front of her were disciples of her own sect, and further away there were Shaolin, Wudang, Quanzhen and other famous sects.
There were nearly two thousand people there, which made her feel shy to death.
Murong Fu didn't want to go too far, so he quickly stopped his hand and hugged her gently, "Zhiruo, why did you come to Xiangyang City? Don't you know it's very dangerous here?"
There was a bit of reproach in his tone.
Zhou Zhiruo's heart warmed, "The Emei Sect is not far from Xiangyang City. If Xiangyang City is attacked by the Mongolian army, Emei will have a hard time protecting itself. After weighing the two factors, I had no choice but to bring people here. In fact, Brother Murong doesn't have to worry.
The Yitian Sword has been reforged, and because of the sword-making skills hidden in the sword, it is even more powerful than before and is not that dangerous."
Murong Fu didn't care much about Yitian Sword. He sighed slightly when he heard this, "Silly girl, when manpower is limited, if you are surrounded by a large army, no matter how powerful Yitian Sword is, you will still have a narrow escape. What's more, there are no masters in Mongolia.
, I got the news before that Temujin formed some kind of 'Wolf Alliance' organization, which recruited many strange people and strangers to deal with the martial arts people in the Central Plains."
"Wolf Alliance?" Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, obviously she had never heard of it, then she changed the topic and said, "By the way, Brother Murong, why are you here and dressed like this?"
Murong Fu stroked his long beard and said, "Why, don't you like it?"
Zhou Zhiruo nodded truthfully, "It's a bit awkward. Looking at your face, I feel... I feel like I'm making out with another man..."
In fact, although she guessed Murong Fu's identity by accident and he personally acknowledged it, she would not have let him take advantage of her if he hadn't deliberately revealed a familiar aura when transmitting the message.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Then you have to get used to it first. Maybe I will look like this when I get old in the future. Then don't dislike me."
Zhou Zhiruo's heart felt sweet for no reason, and she curled her lips and said, "No, no matter how ugly you are when you get older, I will never despise you, but you, when I am old and yellow, you will definitely not even look at me.
I must be looking for those young and beautiful girls."
With Murong Fu's character, it was really possible for him to do such a thing, but it was impossible to admit it, so he opened his mouth with sweet words, "Zhiruo will always be the most beautiful in my heart. No matter how old you are, I will stay with you.
Until I can no longer walk or hold your hand."
A trace of longing flashed across Zhou Zhiruo's face, and she suddenly said, "Brother Murong, when you quell the Tatars, I will pass on the Emei headmaster. Let's live in seclusion in the mountains and forests together and grow old slowly, okay?"
Murong Fu didn't expect that she would have such an idea. To defeat the Tatars, of course she would have to be an emperor. She was so young and living in seclusion in the mountains. This kind of idea was unacceptable, so he immediately scolded her with a straight face,
"Zhiruo, your idea is really selfish."
Zhou Zhiruo was startled, then listened to him continue, "Suppressing the Tatars can only keep the people safe for a while. What we have to do is to give the people of the world a peaceful and prosperous age where they can live and work in peace and contentment, and build a self-reliant and prosperous China.
The empire is to ensure that the descendants of Yan and Huang will never be invaded by foreign powers, Zhiruo, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, we can't just care about our own enjoyment, do you understand?"
If Huang Rong heard this, I'm afraid she would even vomit out her last night's meal. This guy made all kinds of conditions to support Xiangyang City, pushed back and forth, and even pretended to be a ghost when someone came, refusing to reveal his identity. He was completely selfish.
It's so shameless for such a selfish villain to keep talking about doing it for the common people.
But after all, Zhou Zhiruo is not Huang Rong. She was already smitten by Murong Fu when she was only ten years old. Now she has given everything to him. In front of him, her thinking ability has completely deteriorated, so she suddenly feels ashamed of herself. Lover
He is such a noble and great person, with the world in mind and compassion for everyone. It is really inappropriate for him to ignore the life and death of the people in the world for selfish reasons.
After being stunned for a long time, she said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Brother Murong, I was short-sighted."
Murong Fu smiled with satisfaction and said, "Zhiruo, you are not allowed to have such thoughts in the future, because you will become the empress of the world in the future. Whether the people of the world are healthy and happy depends on you."
Hearing the word "Queen", Zhou Zhiruo's heart beat fast, and she suddenly felt sweet. She nodded resolutely, "Brother Murong, don't worry, Zhiruo will definitely not disappoint you."
While the two were talking, the disciples of each sect had already moved forward for three or four miles, and the shouts of killing could be heard from the east gate in the distance.
At this time, the Emei disciples who were marching in front suddenly stopped. Zhou Zhiruo was startled, jumped out of Murong Fu's arms like an electric shock, and looked up.
Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, "Maybe something happened up front. Let's go and take a look."
Zhou Zhiruo nodded silently, and the two figures flashed, rising and falling past the disciples of each sect.
"I don't care what you are going to do. This road is blocked anyway. I advise you to go back to where you came from. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." A tall woman wearing armor stood in front of everyone, her tone was calm.
said.
Behind her was a group of Khitan soldiers, no more than a hundred in number. They should be a scout team that was wandering around the battlefield and responsible for clearing the country.
The woman's eyebrows were slanted, her face was refreshing, and she had a charming aura in her strength, which made people want to take a second look. Although her figure was slightly slender, she looked quite heroic even when she was wearing a suit of armor.
When Murong Fu came to the front and took a look, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. This woman was none other than Yelu Yan, the princess of the Liao Kingdom whom he had met several times.
I remember the last time I saw this woman, it was because she was kidnapped by a Mongolian master and used to frame him, leading Xiao Feng to fight him in a bloody battle. Later, he defused it in an extremely shameless way. Yeluyan also fell into his hands, but
I accidentally let her run away again.
Of course, the reason why Murong Fu smiled was not because he was interested in this woman, but because his suspicion was confirmed. The Yeluyan brother and sister were placed beside Xiao Feng by the Emperor of Liao to monitor him. Her presence here shows that the commander-in-chief of the Khitan army is ten thousand years old.
Eight or nine of them are Xiao Feng. In this way, we will be even more sure of defending Xiangyang City.
Compared with Murong Fu's relaxed and comfortable mood, the rest of the people present had a huge headache. Although the scout team in front of them only had a hundred or ten people, once a fight started, other Khitan troops would soon be attracted, and all the efforts made in this trip would be wasted.
Moreover, the relationship between the Khitan army and Xiangyang City is quite delicate now. One does not want to fight, and the other does not want to suffer. If they really kill the Khitan people, it will definitely arouse the hatred of the Khitan army, and then they will not be able to steal the camp, but it will be self-defeating.
, making Xiangyang City’s situation even more difficult.
Guo Jing frowned and said, "General Yelu, the war between you and us has ceased. We are going to deal with the Mongolian army. Please make it convenient for the general to let us pass."
Yeluyan's eyes flashed slightly and she said calmly, "Did Hero Guo have any misunderstandings about our Daliao people? Who said we had an armistice with you? I'm afraid no amount of blood can wash away the hatred between the Khitan and the Han people. The reason why there is no such thing now
Attack the city, but the time is not there."
Murong Fu smiled secretly, "Who are you going to explain this to?"
Qiu Chuji had endless hatred for both Mongolia and Liao. He immediately said in a cold voice, "What nonsense are you talking to her about? Let's all take action together and kill all these dog Tatars before reinforcements arrive."
Guo Jing's expression changed slightly, "Taoist Master Qiu, please don't be reckless, the Khitan army..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu suddenly smiled and said, "What this junior said makes sense. I think you guys look like that. How come you are just a bunch of pig-brained people? You are hesitant and timid in your actions. You don't have any courage at all."
, when you arrive at the central Mongolian army, maybe they will all attack the city."
Huang Rong's face darkened, who was she talking about?
Guo Jing, Kong Wen and others looked quite unhappy. Even if you are a senior expert, you can't speak like this. We are all dozens of years old. If you are scolded like this in front of your disciples, how can you lose face?
Yeluyan looked at Qiu Chuji with a cold look, then at Murong Fu, and said coldly, "Okay then, if you want to take action, just do it."
Guo Jingdeng's head was as big as a fight. Huang Rong said decisively, "Everyone, time is not waiting for me. We will capture them immediately, but please don't hurt them."
Everyone understood immediately and stepped forward one after another.
"You..." Yeluyan didn't expect these people to be so decisive, and panicked, "All the troops..."
Before the word "Welcome the enemy" was shouted, the voice suddenly stopped. A beautiful Taoist nun with silver hair like snow and a cold face appeared next to her. It was Lin Chaoying who touched her acupuncture points.
The other soldiers panicked and were about to pull out their sabers when suddenly countless white shadows flashed past, and their eyes went dark, and they lost track of their personnel.
Everyone on Guo Jing's side stared blankly at the figure that emerged from the dust. The whole process only took a blink of an eye, but he was able to knock down more than a hundred soldiers. How much skill does this require?
"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative." Huang Rong came to his senses first, glanced at Murong Fu inexplicably, thanked Lin Chaoying first, and then said to Guo Jing, "Brother Jing, don't worry about these Khitans, let's leave quickly.
."
"Yes, yes, everyone, let's go."
Everyone left quickly, leaving only the unconscious Khitan soldiers and Yeluyan, who was unable to move or speak.
When Murong Fu saw everyone walking away, his mind turned and he came to Yeluyan. He gently put a hand on her shoulder and untied her acupuncture point, "Girl, I have a few questions to ask you. Listen up."
, I will only ask once."
Yeluyan snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it, I won't say anything."