Murong Fu arranged everything and waited until it was dark before leaving Xiangyang City at night. This time, for the first time, he changed into night clothes, and when he performed his movements, he felt as if he had completely blended into the night.
"I wonder if Lian Shengsheng is still in the camp, as well as the 'naturally stupid' number one swordsman in the Western Regions, plus the man in red who is suspected of being the Wolf King, there are three masters of the transformation realm... Oh, why can't I be put in peace? Decorate something quietly..."
In the Mongolian camp, the entire camp can feel an anxious atmosphere. It is no wonder that it has been more than two months since we arrived in Xiangyang City. We cannot attack the city and cannot rob it. The lives of these soldiers are simply worse than those of the defenders. People still have to suffer. Without him, people can occasionally visit brothels in the city, but they don't have that blessing.
Murong Fu walked silently all the way, and the Mongolian soldiers were either complaining about Temujin's delay in attacking the city, or they were discussing women, or even worse, doing some indecent things directly in the tent.
Originally, this kind of negative emotion had an impact on the morale of an army, but Murong Fu couldn't be happy because he already felt that these soldiers were like wolves trapped in a cage. Once they were released, they would definitely choose others. And bite, the momentum is like a rainbow.
"It seems that the decisive battle will not be too far away..." Murong Fu sighed secretly. If he could, he would be willing to continue like this.
Not long after, he came to the gathering place of Mongolian masters, which was the same camp where Basiba led him into the trap last time.
Naturally, he came here not to reminisce with Basiba, but to find the two elders Xuanming. Yelu Hongji didn’t know where he was being held, so he could only ask those two old guys first. Of course, he could also go directly. He tried his luck in the cave where Huang Rong and others were imprisoned last time, but there might be a Padmasambhava stationed there. He didn't want to disturb the old monk before he got the exact answer.
A stick of incense passed as time went by, and Murong Fu checked tent after tent, but found no trace of the two old men Xuan Ming. He couldn't help but wonder, did these two old guys go out? Or do they not live here?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt two familiar breaths. His heart moved and he quickly jumped in one direction.
Soon Murong Fu came to a relatively remote camp. There were two men on a tent. They were none other than Nimo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi, one of the three great masters of Mongolia.
Nimoxing was lying on the tent, playing with the snake whip out of boredom, while Xiaoxiangzi was holding a wine bottle and drinking by himself. The two of them went about their own business without even saying a word, as if they had no connection at all.
These two people also had Murong Fu's life and death talisman on them, so he naturally didn't need to hide anything. Shi Shiran walked out of the shadows, and with a movement of his body, he appeared on the tent.
Nimoxing and Nimoxing jumped up instantly, "Who is this person!"
"It's me." Murong Fu said calmly, then he remembered that the two of them might not recognize his voice, so he took off the veil from his face.
After the two of them saw his face clearly, they couldn't help being surprised, "It's... it's Mr. Murong."
"Huh?" Murong Fu's face darkened, "We haven't seen each other for several months, and you two seem to be getting a little different!"
Nimoxing was at a loss, but Xiaoxiangzi immediately understood what he meant. His zombie face became even more bitter. He bent down and saluted, "See you, Master."
Nimoxing reacted instantly and immediately saluted and said hello.
Murong Fu raised his hand and said, "So you two still remember me. It's rare. Please get up."
The two of them straightened up. Nimoxing touched his bald head and wondered why, but Xiaoxiangzi asked, "I wonder if you are here, young master?"
Murong Fu was too lazy to waste time with them and asked straight to the point, "Do you know the whereabouts of Yelu Hongji?"
"What?" The two of them were startled and said in unison, "Isn't Yelu Hongji in the Khitan camp?"
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and stared at the faces of the two of them. Seeing that they didn't seem to be hypocritical, he shook his head and said, "Then do you know where Mr. Xuan Ming lives?"
As soon as these words came out, both of them had strange expressions on their faces. Xiaoxiangzi carefully probed, "I wonder what you want to do with those two old monsters?"
"Why, why should I report to you what I have done?" Murong Fu asked calmly.
Xiao Xiangzi's body trembled and he shook his head hastily, "I don't dare, I don't dare, it's because my subordinates are talking too much. The two elders Xuan Ming live in the right camp of the Chinese Army. This is the left camp. Just walk one mile to the northeast. There...
There……"
At the end, I felt a little hesitant.
Murong Fu was stunned, "What happened to them?"
Xiaoxiangzi hesitated and said, "It's very close to the Khan's headquarters and the guards are extremely tight. It's no better than other places."
Murong Fu suddenly said, "So you still care about my son's life and death, which is rare."
"Since I have joined the Young Master's sect, I should be sincerely convinced and always consider the Young Master." Xiao Xiangzi said with a smile, but his zombie face was really ugly when he smiled.
Murong Fu turned to look aside and asked, "Where are Ba Siba and the rest of the Wolf Alliance now?"
Xiaoxiangzi said, "Master Imperial Master, King Jinlun, Ouyang Feng and other masters are in this left camp."
"Oh?" Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Does the two elders Xuanming have a higher status than Basiba? Can they live near the commander's tent?"
"How is that possible?" Nimoxing sneered and said scornfully, "Those two old monsters just took advantage of others. I heard that their former master and current master both lived in Youying, so they are qualified to live there.
There."
"The former master and the current master?"
"They are the former Princess Ruyang and the Seventh Prince."
A trace of astonishment flashed across Murong Fu's face, "The Seventh Prince is here too?"
"Yes, the young master must have heard that Fancheng has been lost. The sudden extra army is commanded by the Seventh Prince. He just arrived at the Khan's camp today to pay his respects and was arranged to stay."
"That's it." Murong Fu suddenly nodded, his mind wandering for a while, and he said in deep thought, "Have you ever seen a master in red? He is from the Wolf Alliance."
Both of them were stunned, Xiao Xiangzi said, "There are some masters in the Wolf League who wear red clothes, but in the last process of robbing food and grass, they were... killed by the young master, and the remaining ones did not wear red clothes."
The one in red.”
Murong Fu shook his head in disappointment and covered his face again, "Okay, do what you are supposed to do, you have never seen me before."
Knowing that he was leaving, the two of them immediately bowed and saluted, "I understand, I would like to see you off."
Murong Fu's figure gradually faded and soon disappeared into the night.
Nimoxing felt like he had been granted amnesty, "Finally he left. Alas, when he came to this station, I couldn't even breathe easily."
Xiaoxiangzi stared at it for a long time, and then sighed, "I'm afraid the three of us will never be able to get rid of the life and death talisman in this life."
"Actually..." Nimoxing pondered for a moment and waved his hands indifferently, "Actually, there is no difference. They are all selling their lives. Selling to whomever you sell is not selling. If he is so powerful that he is invincible, what if we work for him."
Xiaoxiangzi smiled bitterly and did not answer.
Murong Fu naturally didn't know that the two of them had sincerely planned to join forces. Following the direction pointed by Xiao Xiangzi, Murong Fu quietly bypassed the commander's tent in the central army and came to the right camp.
As Xiao Xiangzi said, the guards here are extremely tight. There are no patrols. All the big tents are heavily guarded by soldiers, and they are all elite men in iron armor. It is estimated that as long as there is the slightest sign of trouble, tens of thousands of soldiers will immediately surround them.
Of course, the tents here are also very luxurious, which is very different from the residences of soldiers and even Mongolian guests. It is not difficult to guess that the people who live here must be either rich or noble.
Once here, Murong Fu no longer dared to release his spiritual sense to visit, because this place is not far from Temujin's handsome tent, and at least one of the three masters of the transformation realm is hiding here. This is a problem that can be thought of with one's knees.
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He hid himself in the shadows and carefully explored the place. After walking for nearly half a stick of incense, a familiar scent drifted over. His eyes lit up. This scent was none other than Zhao Min.
This was a large and luxurious tent, almost like a courtyard. Murong Fu found a hidden corner. Instead of tearing open the tent, he used the escape method to escape inside.
Although the earth-escape technique is rare in the world, it is included in the Murong family. Naturally, he has practiced it. However, he feels that drilling around in the soil is really detrimental to his image, so he rarely uses it.
Murong Fu dug his head out of the ground and looked around. The room was not large. There were flower petals scattered everywhere, and the fragrance was very strong. There was a large wooden barrel in the middle. The mist was rising, and the sound of rushing water could be heard. Two people stood outside the barrel.
There are two maids, one is spreading flower petals, and the other is holding a towel.
"Hey, Zhao Min is taking a bath? He really knows how to enjoy it..." Murong Fu had a thought in his mind and gently exhaled two bursts of energy, and the two maids fell down softly.
He quickly emerged from the ground, swayed behind the two women, and helped them fall down slowly without making a sound. He wanted to give Zhao Min a "surprise."
Murong Fu took the flower basket and stood next to the wooden bucket, gently scattering flower petals inside. Zhao Min had her back to him and was unaware of it.
Not surprisingly, he saw half of her crystal-clear body, but what made him a little surprised was that this girl, whom he hadn't seen for half a month, was actually a size older.
"Is this girl thinking about me too much lately? What does she do all the time?" Murong Fu thought of something strange, and a strange smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
Her movements were very light, gentle, and beautiful, as if she was afraid of hurting her skin.
Isn't this the beauty-loving nature of every woman in the world, but Murong Fu was a little strange. It was strange that he couldn't remember it for a moment, because at this moment he was already a little distracted.
"Yue'er," Zhao Min said in the bucket at this time, "the water is a little cold. Go and scoop another bucket."
The voice was like water, like a flower, soft and delicate, but when Murong Fu heard this voice, he was dumbfounded and blurted out, "You are not Min Min!"
He immediately regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth, but unfortunately it was too late. The room was quiet. Visibly, the woman's shoulders were shaking slightly, and goosebumps quickly appeared on her jade-like skin. This was a reaction that only occurred when her body was cold.
She didn't dare to look back and asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Murong Fu suddenly remembered something was wrong. No matter what Zhao Min did, he would never be as gentle as the other person. It was also because the fragrance of flowers in the room was so strong that he suppressed his sense of smell and did not smell Zhao Min's scent.