Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu's peaceful days did not last a few days. With the arrival of Li Qinglu and Qiao Feng, the peaceful days came to an end.

Inside Yanziwu.

Murong Fu was not surprised by Qiao Feng's arrival, but at the moment he saw Li Qinglu, Murong Fu instinctively had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Brother Xiao Qiao, you are fine."

Qiao Feng cupped his fists and said, "Brother Murong, I wonder if Divine Doctor Xue is in the village?"

Murong Fu originally thought that Qiao Feng was here to ask about his life experience, but he didn't want the other party to ask where Doctor Xue was: "Here, why is Brother Qiao looking for Doctor Xue?"

Qiao Feng briefly described how he met Li Qinglu last night. After listening to this, Murong Fu's expression suddenly became wonderful.

"Where is this person now?"

Murong Fu asked.

Qiao Feng said: "This Miss Li has been seriously injured and can no longer move. She is currently staying in a boat docked on the shore. Please ask Brother Murong to ask the female relatives at home to help support her."

Murong Fu sighed slightly: Qiao Feng, a straight-tempered person, could do this. If it were Duan Yu, haha.

So Murong Fu called Aju Abi and rushed to the shore to meet Li Qinglu.

Li Qinglu was poisoned and injured, and was almost unable to move at this time.

When Aju Abi saw Li Qinglu, the second maid couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Why does this girl look so similar to my cousin?"

After all, Li Qiushui had always been wearing a veil before, otherwise, the two of them would have been even more surprised at this moment.

As soon as Murong Fu saw Li Qinglu, he immediately guessed the whole story: OK, there is something to do again.

Looking at the surprised Er Shu, Murong Fu waved his hand helplessly: "Xiao Nizi, don't you know? This is the famous Princess Yinchuan of Xixia, and her background is much greater than your young master!"

"what?"

"what!"

After hearing that Murong Fu revealed her true identity in one sentence, Li Qinglu immediately stood up. She had been drowsy, but now she was completely awake.

Murong Fu met Li Qinglu's surprised eyes and smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes. I have roughly guessed the purpose of your coming to the Central Plains. Are you here to see Li Qiushui? Oh, no, I should say They are here to find your Xixia Crown Princess, the real leader of Yipintang, right? There must be trouble in Xixia, right? And the commotion is quite big."

Seeing that the other party revealed her identity, origin, and even the purpose of her visit in just one sentence, Li Qinglu was indescribably surprised.

"Who are you? Why do you know so much about me?"

Murong Fu said: "Actually, I don't want to know what happened to you, because the fact that you came here in such a mess means that I am also in trouble."

Murong Fu put his hand on his forehead with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Let's not talk about these irrelevant things. If your injuries and poisons are treated for a while longer, they probably won't need to be treated."

So A'Zhu A'bi helped Li Qinglu walk towards Yanziwu, while Murong Fu took the first step and found Su Xinghe: "Senior Brother Su, thank you for your hard work again!"

It has to be said that although Senior Brother Su's martial arts skills are not too high, his medical skills are really not that good. He controlled Li Qinglu's injuries in three or two strokes. In comparison, Xue Laowu could only act as a tormentor.

Qiao Feng and Murong Fu walked aside.

Murong Fu spoke first, without hiding anything, and went straight to the point: "Brother Qiao came here today to ask about the mystery of his life experience, right?"

A complicated look flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes. He solemnly raised his fists and bowed his hands, and actually gave Murong Fu a junior salute: "Brother Murong, Qiao Feng came here today to ask you the truth about that year." Yes. Is Qiao Feng a Khitan?"

Looking at the struggling look in Qiao Feng's eyes, Murong Fu sighed softly: "Brother Qiao, it doesn't matter whether it's a Khitan or a Han. The left and right are just artificially dividing people who were born from the same parents into different circles. Really?" Is it that important?”

When Qiao Feng heard Murong Fu's answer, he knew that his identity as a Khitan was unquestionable. Although he was mentally prepared, he still looked up to the sky and sighed: "Brother, you are right. Whether it is a Khitan or a Han, they are all Born and raised by my parents. But I, Qiao Feng, grew up in the Song Dynasty for thirty years, and have been living as a Han for many years. My parents, my brothers, and my mentor, they are all Han. They told me that the Khitan They are beasts worse than pigs and dogs, and they are extremely cruel wolves. Ever since I became an artist, I, Qiao Feng, have had countless Khitan blood on my hands. In the end, in the end."

Qiao Feng choked up when he talked about it later. This upright man had tears in his eyes and looked sad.

No matter who encounters something like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to let it go.

The former hero turned out to be just a knife trained by others to kill his own people. What is ridiculous is that this knife still ignorantly regarded the enemy who killed his mother and father as his benefactor for decades.

"Brother Murong, I don't want to ask you how you knew the inside story back then. Qiao Feng just wants to ask you today, can you tell me who the leading brother was?"

Qiao Feng's steel teeth almost shattered, and in a trembling voice he asked the question that had troubled him for several days.

Murong Fu's answer was very straightforward.

"Abbot of Shaolin, Xuanci!"

"what!"

As if a blast of thunder exploded in Qiao Feng's ears, Qiao Feng stayed where he was: "Xuanci? Abbot?"

"Yes, it is the current Shaolin Abbot, Master Xuanci!"

Qiao Feng looked at Murong Fu intently, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost: "Brother Murong, are you serious about this?"

Murong Fu replied simply: "It's absolutely true. Why, was Brother Qiao scared when he found out that the person who killed his mother was the Abbot of Shaolin? Yes, after all, it was thirty years ago. Brother Qiao grew up in In the Central Plains, the so-called Khitan identity is just a past that cannot be recalled. Why should I care about it? If I were Brother Qiao, I would simply go far away, find a pure place, and spend the rest of my life freely. Why bother to participate? These disputes between rivers and lakes?"

Qiao Feng said angrily: "If I, Qiao Feng, can't avenge my parents, how can I stand between heaven and earth? But this matter is of great importance and we must not be reckless. Please also ask Brother Murong to tell Qiao Feng how he learned about the leader. of his true identity.”

Murong Fu sighed softly: "Brother Qiao, do you know where my Murong family ancestors came from?"

Qiao Feng said in shock: "Brother Murong is from Xianbei? Sorry, brother, I didn't mean to do that."

Murong Fu chuckled and didn't care: "It was those people from the Beggar Clan who told Brother Qiao, right? Yes, my ancestors, Murong Fu, were indeed not Han. But that was all hundreds of years ago. Then At this moment, the grandfather of the emperor’s son is staying in no corner.”

Most of the people in the world did not have much respect for the imperial court, but there were very few people who showed no respect like Murong Fu.

So Qiao Feng didn't know how to answer the call for a while.

"Don't be so surprised. Tell Brother Qiao the truth. My ancestors of the Murong family have been engaged in rebellion for more than a hundred years."

"what!"

Compared with his previous disrespect for the emperor, Murong Fu's words were simply shocking, and Qiao Feng was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.

"Old Qiao, the rebellion of the Murong family was also a rebellion of the Zhao Guan family. Why are you, a Khitan, so surprised?"

Murong Fuhun said nonchalantly.