Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"You let me down, I can't leave those clansmen alone!" Suddenly, Huo Qingtong said.

Murong Fu paused, "They were poisoned by Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, after such a long time, they must all be killed!"

"No!" Huo Qingtong's voice suddenly rose, and he said resolutely: "Not all of them were poisoned, just leave them like this, how can I survive!"

Murong Fu immediately felt a big headache, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, how come you didn't get poisoned?"

"I..." Huo Qingtong was slightly coy, "I didn't have lunch!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he didn't eat lunch if he didn't eat lunch, why are you still shy?Smelling the vague fragrance on her body, he suddenly realized, laughed, "It's really hard for you, it's inconvenient to eat and live with a group of old men!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Living together!" Huo Qingtong was a little anxious, and stretched out his hand to pinch Murong Fu's shoulder, "Put me down quickly!"

"I'm afraid of you!" Murong Fu sighed, turned around and ran back again.

Not long after, they came to the place where they were ambushed before, and saw corpses all over the ground, all of them were soldiers of the Hui tribe, who were almost shot into hedgehogs.

Immediately, Huo Qingtong's beautiful eyes turned red, mist filled the air, and his hands tightly pinched the soft flesh of Murong Fu's neck.

Murong Fu grinned in pain, and wanted to reprimand her, but seeing her sad expression, he couldn't help but feel soft, and the words on his lips changed to: "Cry if you want to cry, sir, I will lend you my shoulder." !"

"Go, who's going to cry." Huo Qingtong was about to cry when he said that, but he forcibly endured it, and then pointed to the distance, "There is a mountain pass, and there are Mongolian soldiers staying there. Go and see!"

Murong Fu listened intently, and sure enough there was a faint "bang bang bang bang" sound, and without saying a word, he got up and jumped over.

When I arrived at Deshan Col, I saw dozens of Hui soldiers fighting hand to hand with Mongolian soldiers.

The clothes of these returned soldiers were all dyed red, and some of them had a few feather arrows stuck in their backs, but they were still brave enough to guard the entrance of the col.

The Mongolian soldiers seemed to be intimidated by their aura, and they fought and retreated, not daring to attack hard.

Huo Qingtong suddenly let out a coquettish shout, clamped his legs, and then put his foot on Murong Fu's waist, leaping across the air.

"Well, you Huo Qingtong, you are the first woman who dares to ride my son as a horse!" Murong Fu was stunned for a while, then angrily and amusedly murmured: "Hmph, sooner or later I will ride back!"

Immediately, his figure flickered and he joined the battle.

Although he didn't have a weapon in his hands, Murong Fu had eighteen dragon-subduing palms and a six-veined divine sword. They were as sharp as chopping melons and vegetables, which made the Mongolian soldiers terrified.

Huo Qingtong was much worse, but when the dozens of returning soldiers saw Huo Qingtong, their morale increased and they were extremely ferocious. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred Mongolian soldiers had been killed, and there were more than a hundred The name is to escape.

"Okay, now I don't have time to tell you about the old days, the pursuers will probably come back soon!" Murong Fu urged impatiently when he saw those returned soldiers chatting with Huo Qingtong.

Huo Qingtong turned his head and gave Murong Fu a blank look, then called everyone to support each other and walked in the opposite direction.

In fact, they didn't know that the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, were even more afraid of Murong Fu's return. As early as Murong Fu left, they hurriedly led a large army back home, and they didn't even have time to get the looted supplies.

The group traveled for more than twenty miles, and finally many soldiers could not hold on anymore, so Huo Qingtong ordered to repair and heal the wounds on the spot.

Murong Fu sat alone in an open space, looking at the east, "I don't know what's going on with the Murong family? Those girls must be going crazy!"

What worries Murong Fu the most now is that girl Murong Xue. According to her extreme character, if she knows the news of her death, she may blame the six sects besides the Mingjiao, and even the four daughters of Lian Xing will be implicated. ...

"I hope she doesn't cause any trouble!" Murong Fu sighed slightly, thinking about how to spread the news that he was still alive.

"I have to thank Mr. Murong for today's matter, the little girl can't repay you." At this time, Huo Qingtong came behind Murong Fu and said with a salute.

Murong Fu shook his head lightly, "No, you have your reward!"

Huo Qingtong was taken aback for a moment, although she was sincerely grateful to Murong Fu, she did not expect Murong Fu to be so rude, so she could only take advantage of the situation and said: "Young master, but I have orders, and the little girl can do anything!" ￥Degree most&駃=0

Paused, before Murong Fu could speak, he hastily added, "As long as the little girl is not allowed to do anything against her conscience and chivalry!"

Murong Fu secretly laughed in his heart, but said with a deep expression on his face: "A hero saves the beauty, an ancient and eternal love story, and the heroine will usually give her body!"

"Ah", Huo Qingtong opened his mouth slightly, looked at Murong Fu with a look of surprise, then "teng", his pretty face flushed, stomped his little feet, turned around and walked away, "I won't tell you anymore!"

"Haha, joking, joking, Miss Huo, don't take it to heart!" Murong Fu smiled embarrassingly.

"Hmph!" Huo Qingtong snorted softly, although she stopped in her tracks, she still didn't intend to restore Murong's face.

Murong Fu rolled his eyes, and said with a little compliment: "Since I met the girl, she has always been generous, bold and masculine, I thought it was a small joke, and the girl would not take it to heart, but I didn't expect Huo Girls also have such a childlike attitude."

"Bah!" Huo Qingtong spat, "Please be careful, my lord, this is no joke!" After speaking, his tone and face became serious.

"Yes yes yes, what you said is true!" Murong Fu nodded casually, before turning to other topics, "I wonder if Miss Huo is interested in going to the Central Plains?"

"Central Plains?" Huo Qingtong was slightly taken aback, a gleam of light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then his eyes sank, "No matter how good the Central Plains is, it can't compare to my hometown!"

Murong Fu curled his lips, but he noticed the change in Huo Qingtong's expression just now, and he was secretly happy. He felt that this matter had a lot to do, and asked tentatively: "You don't want to go and have a look? Hometown is naturally important, but you have enough fun." You can come back!"

Huo Qingtong shook his head, "I can't do without Huibu, and Huibu can't do without me!"

"That's not necessarily it!" Murong Fu blurted out.

Huo Qingtong ignored him, and said to himself: "Nowadays Mongolia is too aggressive, Huibu is in dire straits, it is absolutely impossible for me to leave Huibu."

Murong Fu's heart suddenly turned cold, and he still did not give up and asked: "Suppose, I mean if, you fall in love with a man from the Central Plains, this man has high martial arts skills, is handsome, and you love him to death, Are you willing to drop everything and go back to the Central Plains with him?"

Huo Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Murong Fu strangely, and looked away until his face turned slightly red, and asked leisurely, "You are not talking about yourself, are you?"

Murong Fu shook his head like a rattle, and waved his hands, "No, no, how could it be me, I mean what if!"

"Hmph! It's better not!" Huo Qingtong suddenly became a little irritable, snorted coldly, then turned and left.

"Hey, you haven't told me whether to follow me to the Central Plains?"

Huo Qingtong paused slightly, then left without looking back.

"Why are you so arrogant, my son has invested so much money this time, I will kidnap you!" Murong Fu muttered angrily. He was very worried about the Central Plains, and he stayed here only for Huo Qingtong. How can he bear it when the basket fetches water in vain.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Murong Fu and his party had arrived at the center of the Hui tribe.

Looking at a yellow stone city in the distance, Huo Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief. Although the trip was not going well, especially when there were only five or sixty people left among the more than three hundred elites, the material delivery was finally completed.

It turned out that Huo Qingtong sent someone to sneak back that day, originally wanting to contain the corpses of the clansmen, but he didn't expect to get a surprise that the escorted supplies were still there.

In addition to being happy, Huo Qingtong's gratitude to Murong Fu deepened, and occasionally he would look a little strange in his eyes.

Later, a group of people escorted the supplies and traveled day and night, and finally distributed the supplies safely to the small tribes in the border area.

"Huh, you actually have a city?" Murong Fu looked at the stone city. Although the construction was very rough and the scale was not large, it was not as big as a medium-sized town in the Central Plains, but for the nomads, it was considered a miracle. It's over.

Huo Qingtong rolled his eyes at him angrily, "What do you think, don't tell me that when I go back to the headquarters, I should sleep in the open, with the sky as my quilt and the earth as my bed?"

"Don't you make a living by grazing animals? In my imagination, your houses should be mainly tents."

"Nomadic?" Huo Qingtong murmured, then sighed, "That's a thing of the past. Ever since the Mongols took over the entire prairie, there is no place for me to go back to herd!"

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's quite good."

"Huh?" Huo Qingtong stared beautifully.

Murong Fu hastily added: "I mean it's good to build a city like this. Look at our Central Plains, there are towns everywhere, extremely prosperous. With towns, you will naturally grow and develop faster."

Huo Qingtong turned his eyes and nodded sympathetically, "Indeed, as early as the Tang Dynasty, we sent envoys to the Central Plains to study, but unfortunately, the knowledge of the Han people is extensive and profound, and the people we sent only learned A little bit of fur came back."

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, never heard of any messengers from the Hui tribe in the Tang Dynasty?Maybe it was because he was not familiar with history, but in a blink of an eye, he put aside his doubts and began to look at this stone city carefully.

The city wall is about half a foot high, but five or six feet wide. It is made of a kind of khaki-colored stones, and it looks more like an earthen city.

If such a city wall is placed in the Central Plains, it will have no defensive power at all, because the Central Plains is full of long-range attack weapons, but it can be defended on the grassland where most of the cavalry is placed.

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