Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Naturally, this move was in vain. In the vast Taihu Lake, the energy of a flaming knife seemed extremely insignificant. Apart from a small splash of water, it could not hurt Murong Fu in the distance at all.

The nameless karma in Jiumozhi's heart burned to the sky.

With Murong Fu's successful escape, the planned plan of making an emergency landing on Murong Fu, annexing the Murong family, and then surrounding the area to rescue and eliminate the Dali masters who came to rescue was completely ruined. He could not help but risk the life of his junior brother and successfully became a partner with the Murong family. To kill his sworn enemy, this stupid move can be described as extremely stupid.

He sighed, feeling desolate inside.

Although Jiumozhi is a disciple of Buddhism, how can his status as a Tubo master and his own competitive character allow him to become a Buddhist disciple who has nothing to lose?

Now that Duan Yu has been let go and Murong Fu has escaped, his plan this time has completely failed, and he will also face the coming revenge and pursuit. In the Song Dynasty, whether it is Dali or the Murong family, they can Take revenge on yourself according to the rules of the world.

And the source of everything is just a small bottle of poison.

In the final analysis, the reason why Jiumozhi suffered a huge defeat was due to his lack of experience in the world.

In Tubo, he is the revered King Maharaja and the protector of the country. For decades, Jiumozhi has only been accompanied by Buddhism and martial arts. How could he know about these intrigues in the world?

Looking at the messy water pavilion, for a moment he really wanted to burn him with a flaming knife, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

Murong Fu couldn't figure out how long he had been swimming. At this time, the sun had turned westward, and the setting sun shone on Murong Fu's face, making him look embarrassed and haggard.

The wound on his left shoulder felt as painful as a ball of fire burning due to being immersed in water for a long time. Murong Fu thought, it was probably inflamed. Fortunately, the bone was not injured at that time, otherwise this hand would have been able to survive. Abolish.

The direction he swam was Mrs. Wang's Mantuo Villa, but it usually took several hours to get there by boat. Now that there was a big battle, he was exhausted and injured, how could he swim there?

As time goes by, the physical strength is drained away bit by bit, but the nearest land is still out of reach.

Before Murong Fu lost consciousness, he complained helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm the first hero to be drowned in water!"

Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, Murong Fu found himself on a large boat, surrounded by people.

"Your Majesty, Master Murong is awake!"

"Huh? Your Majesty? What Emperor?" Murong Fu's consciousness was dazed, as if he was in a dream.

He barely opened his eyes and found a familiar old man with short hair looking at him with concern.

"Senior Duan?"

Murong Fu muttered, feeling as if he was dizzy, as if he were wearing a cotton-padded jacket and soaking in a hot spring in the summer, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Murong Fu felt relieved and a wave of sleepiness enveloped his body. He didn't bother to resist and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up again, he was in a strange room. The previous uncomfortable feeling had completely dissipated, but his whole body was weak. Murong Fu was startled, and subconsciously circulated the Qi in his body. He was relieved when he found that there was no sign of stagnation. tone.

Looking at the layout of the room in front of me, it seems to be an inn. In addition to the bed, there is only a table and a few chairs in the room. It is extremely simple and minimizes the places where people may hide. It is a typical Jianghu style. The table Above, the faint light of a candle shone on a face that could not be seen clearly.

The wounds on his body had been carefully treated. Not only did he not feel pain at all, but he felt warm and very comfortable. It was obvious that an expert had taken care of it for him.

Thinking of the people he saw before he fell into coma, it was not difficult to guess who treated his injuries.

So he asked the person at the table: "Is it senior Dali Duan and his party who have arrived?"

The voice of a middle-aged man answered Murong Fu: "Mr. Murong, you're awake. Don't move yet. I'll invite your majesty and others to come over."

This person is none other than Sikong Batianshi, who is famous for his Qinggong among the Three Dukes of Dali.

After saying that, without waiting for Murong Fu's reply, he opened the door and ducked out of the room like a big flea.

Murong Fu was startled for a moment, and then he was relieved. Batianshi had this kind of character. He was a tomb robber in his early years, and he learned unparalleled light skills by climbing over mountains and ridges without any teacher. Because of his early experiences, he became unique. In the past, he had a taciturn character.

But he is definitely a loyal, brave and honest man. Looking at his situation just now, he has obviously been guarding Murong Fu for a long time. Therefore, when Murong Fu's breath changed slightly, he realized that Murong Fu was awake and immediately turned around to report to others and perform his duties. , with no intention of claiming credit at all.

Where can I find such subordinates who are capable, loyal, and talk a little?

Ugh.

After a while, the footsteps of a group of people sounded outside the door. The people who came did not deliberately hide themselves, but judging from their steady and solid steps, it was obvious that they were all masters. Murong Fu quickly stood up to greet them.

The door opened, and Emperor Baoding came in first, followed by a large group of people, all of whom were royal masters that Murong Fu had met when he was in Dali. Mu Wanqing, whom he had met at the teahouse not long ago, was also inside.

Murong Fu stood up and saluted: "I have met Senior Duan." However, he was exhausted after all, and almost fell down as soon as he sat up.

Duan Zhengming hurriedly stepped forward to support Murong Fu: "Mr. Murong, your injury is not healed, so please don't do these false courtesy. It's important to rest."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Murong Fu asked: "Senior Duan, why are you here?"

He already knew in his heart the purpose of the other party's group, he just wanted to hear it from someone's mouth to confirm it.

Sure enough, Emperor Baoding told him how Jiumozhi broke into the palace and kidnapped Duan Yu, and how he and his party came all the way there.

Finally he asked: "How could Mr. Murong do this?"

Murong Fu knew what the other party was referring to, but he just didn't want to say it out of concern for his own face. After all, he looked miserable at that time, which was really embarrassing.

So he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving your life."

Then he roughly explained how Jiumozhi held Duan Yu hostage, how he blocked the enemy, and finally how he was defeated and ran away. When Murong Fu finished speaking, the whole room was silent.

Mu Wanqing's lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes full of shock. She had seen the Tubo master's martial arts with her own eyes. Such a big palace, with so many masters, could actually walk around and come and go freely. And this morning Mr. Xiu, who was almost injured by his sleeve arrow, no, it should be Mr. Murong, was actually able to rescue Duan Yu from the great monk and his helpers, and even put himself in danger to cover the retreat of a group of people.

"Is this man so skilled in martial arts?"

She had already heard about Murong Fu's deeds from her uncle and his entourage, but she didn't expect that such an expert would accompany her for a long time.

She originally thought that Murong Fu was just a young man from an aristocratic family with some martial arts skills and a relatively wealthy family, but she did not expect that the other party turned out to be the famous Nan Murong, and he was so chivalrous and loyal.

She thought so, and the others in the room were even more shocked. A few months ago, Murong Fu was still a disabled person when he went to Dali for medical treatment. After not seeing each other for several months, he made such rapid progress. You must know that a few months ago, Jiumozhi was alone. He almost provoked Tianlong Temple, but Murong Fu actually persisted for so long and escaped unscathed when the other party had help.

"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. Master Murong is amazing and amazing." Emperor Baoding praised him sincerely.