Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Xiao Feng's figure quickly disappeared into the heavy snow, and his shallow footprints were buried under the heavy snow within a moment.

"What a brave man. It would be great if I could accompany the Ai family to Wushan." A soft and bone-chilling voice sounded at an inappropriate time.

Murong Fu turned slightly sideways, glanced back at the owner of the voice, and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, if you act like this again, don't blame my nephew for expelling you from the school!"

Murong Fu spoke with a smile, his robes moved automatically without wind, an invisible force of wind covered his whole body, and the invisible pressure quietly filled the room. There was a "crack" sound, and the two wine cups placed on the table suddenly It suddenly broke into countless pieces.

The visitor was frightened by the murderous intent that seemed to be real in Murong Fu's body. He shuddered unconsciously in his heart and forced a smile: "The master's nephew is so boring. He really can't make any jokes at all!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly in response.

Murong Fu knew that his uncle was not a good person, so he was a compliment to her. If it weren't for Murong Fu's current martial arts cultivation level being no longer inferior to his opponent, Li Qiushui would have taken the leader's ring long ago, and along with it, he would have lost all his skills.

Murong Fu sneered and said: "I have stayed in this bitter cold land of Xixia for a whole year, but my uncle is leisurely and elegant, lying in Dali, just a spectator. But I don't know whether my uncle plans to establish a new master in a few days, or whether he plans to Will you continue to listen to politics behind the curtain?"

Li Qiu Shui smiled sweetly and said, "My nephew is a young hero. Those who are capable should work harder. Besides, my uncle has already promised Yu Yan to you."

In the corner, an old voice sounded: "Hey, this bitch is still so shameless. Thinking of using a little girl to let your boy work for her in vain!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of red light, and a small figure stood in the center of the hall.

She is still dressed in red, but her attire has returned to that of an adult, with a delicate and pretty face.

, just like an exquisite porcelain doll.

With this near-mysterious level of cultivation and this iconic appearance, who else could it be if he wasn't Child Elder? With the help of Murong Fu, she successfully recovered from the third reincarnation of the "Bahuang Liuhe Solitary Skill". Her skills were more profound and pure than before, and her every move was like a land fairy in the eyes of ordinary people.

Li Qiushui was not as good as Tong Lao in terms of the skills he practiced. Now that Tong Lao has successfully passed through the reincarnation once every thirty years, the gap between the two is beyond calculation.

Seeing Child Elder come forward, Li Qiushui was frightened. If she was only afraid of Murong Fu, then she was simply taboo against Child Elder.

He could only force a smile and said: "Sister, if you are not staying in Tianshan, how can you have the leisure to get involved in this worldly matter?"

Child Elder smiled and said: "I heard this little devil said that you, a little bitch, had a fight with the mother and son you had with the little bitch you had behind your junior brother's back. I thought it was interesting, so I came to see the excitement. Hehe, Maybe we can also watch you little bitch kill your own son, that scene will be very interesting."

Child Elder seemed to have thought of something very interesting, she clapped her hands and laughed, her voice was like a night owl in the night sky.

After hearing this, Li Qiu Shui's expression changed slightly, and he returned to normal in an instant: "Senior sister is willing to help me, I am very grateful! But I don't need to worry about my little sister's unsatisfactory child. If senior sister has the intention, , the old clam gives birth to a pearl, it’s time to give birth to one too. Oh, I almost forgot, senior sister has been guarding her body like a jade all her life, and when she gets old, she will still... Hahahaha!"

Seeing that the two people were quarreling with each other and about to start a fight after a disagreement, Murong Fu stood calmly between the two of them, but his position was sideways to Child Elder, facing Li Qiu Shui: "Uncle Li, before the war, I have a private matter that needs to be done. Let me ask you clearly!"

Li Qiu Shui smiled and said: "Good nephew! Could it be that you want to ask when can I welcome Yu Yan? In fact, that girl Yu Yan is not good at all. She is like "cousin, cousin" every day. She doesn't look very smart. Looks like that. My exposed girl is actually smarter and more considerate."

Murong Fu asked: "The current leader of the Xixia Kingdom, is it really true that he and his uncle have a mother-son relationship?"

Li Qiushui was stunned.

Seeing Li Qiushui's reaction, Murong Fu already had the answer in his heart. He did not criticize it, but changed the subject: "If the seizure of the palace can be achieved this time, uncle Shi is willing to put an end to the war between Song and Xia." ?”

This question was obviously more unexpected than Li Qiushui. She glanced at Murong Fu with a meaningful look and asked: "I heard from Qingluo that your Gusu Murong family seems to have wanted to restore the Great Yan Kingdom for generations, right? ? Shouldn’t the war between Song and Xia be more beneficial to your Murong family’s career?”

Murong Fu didn't take Li Qiushui's words to heart: "I won't bother my uncle anymore. I just want to ask my uncle for a promise. If the Song Dynasty does not take the initiative to provoke a dispute between Song and Xia, Xixia will not take the initiative to invade the Song Dynasty in the future." "

Li Qiushui snorted coldly: "It turns out that the master's nephew is a born saint!"

"Okay, I promise you, as long as the little emperor is not hot-headed, Xixia will never invade the Song Dynasty in my lifetime."

"With Uncle Master's words, that's good!"

"Now the first batch of green salt and pig iron has been transported to Dali via Tubo. All the officials in the capital have almost taken care of it. We only need to wait for Tibet to launch an attack, and then we can start our plan."

The border between Tubo and Xixia, Xining Prefecture.

This city, which is located at the intersection of Tubo, Song Dynasty and Xixia, is still sleeping and has no awareness of the coming storm.

More than ten years ago, the Song Dynasty spent countless manpower and material resources to capture this city from Tubo. In the end, it had to be given up because the local officials were not good at governing and wasted manpower. After all the hard work, Xixia picked the peach instead.

Today, Xixia only has 3,000 troops stationed in this important border town, ready to give up at any time.

It was already the fourth watch at this time, with the biting cold wind and the fatigue of the day, the sentries on patrol were huddled in sheltered places, just hoping that the people on duty would come over soon so that they could go back to sleep. Upstairs, no one could be seen.

Therefore, no one noticed that a few vigorous figures threw a rope up in the night, and then quickly climbed up along the wall like a civet cat, touching the drowsy gatekeepers.

When the sentry reacted, and just when he was about to ask questions, a flash of sword flashed, and several sentries fell silent.

The city gate that was supposed to be closely guarded was easily controlled and quietly opened with the cooperation of a few people. Immediately outside the city, a large group of people rushed towards the city gate.