Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 291
Murong Fu's comfortable life did not last for a few days. With the arrival of Li Qinglu and Qiao Feng, the peaceful days came to an end.

Inside Swallow Dock.

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

"Brother Xiao Qiao, don't come here unharmed."

Qiao Feng cupped his fists together: "Brother Murong, I don't know 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 Miracle Doctor Xue was: "Yes, why did Brother Qiao find Miracle Doctor Xue?"

Qiao Feng briefly talked about how he met Li Qinglu last night, after Murong Fu listened, the expression on his face suddenly brightened.

"Where is this person now?"

Murong Fu asked.

Qiao Feng said: "Miss Li has been seriously injured and can no longer move. Now she is staying in the small boat that is docked, please ask Brother Murong to ask the family members to help her."

Murong Fu sighed slightly: Qiao Feng's straightforward nature could do it, if it were Duan Yu, hehe.

So Murong Fu called Azhu Abi, and together they rushed to the shore to meet Li Qinglu.

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

When Azhu Abi saw Li Qinglu, the second maid couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Why is this girl so similar to Miss Biao?"

It can be considered that Li Qiushui had been wearing a veil to outsiders before, otherwise, the two of them would be even more surprised at this moment.

As soon as Murong Fu saw Li Qinglu, he immediately guessed the ins and outs of the matter: Come on, there are things to do.

Looking at Ershu who looked surprised, Murong Fu waved his hand helplessly: "Little girl, don't you know? This is the famous Princess Yinchuan of Western Xia, and her background is much bigger than your son!"

"what?"

"what!"

Hearing that Murong Fu revealed his true identity with a single sentence, Li Qinglu straightened up.She had been groggy, but now she was fully awake.

Murong Fu met Li Qinglu's surprised eyes, smiled wryly and said, "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes. I roughly guessed the purpose of your coming to the Central Plains. Are you here to find Li Qiushui? Oh, no, you should say Is it here to look for your Empress Dowager Xixia, the real ruler of Yipintang, right? There must be trouble in Xixia, right? And the movement is not small."

Seeing that the other party revealed her identity, background, and even a rough idea of ​​her purpose in a single sentence, Li Qinglu was so surprised that she couldn't express it in words.

"You, who are you? Why are you so clear about my affairs?"

Murong Fu said: "Actually, I don't want to know about your affairs, because you came here in such a panic, which means that my troubles are also coming."

Murong Fu stroked his forehead with his hands, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Don't talk about these irrelevant things. If your wound and poison are treated for a while, you probably won't need to be treated."

So Azhu Abi supported Li Qinglu to walk towards Yanziwu, while Murong Fu went ahead and found Su Xinghe: "Brother Su, thank you again!"

It has to be said that although senior brother Su's martial arts are not too high, his medical skills are really good. He managed Li Qinglu's injuries under control with two or three strokes. In comparison, Xue Laowu can only be a helper.

Qiao Feng and Murong Fu walked aside.

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

A complex look flashed across Qiao Feng's eyes, he solemnly clasped his fists and bowed, and actually saluted Murong Fu as a junior: "Brother Murong, it is true that 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 if you are a Khitan or a Han. Left and right are just artificially dividing people who were born of the same parents into different circles, really. Is it that important?"

Hearing Murong Fu's answer, Qiao Feng 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 Khitan or Han, they are all I was born to my parents. But I, Qiao Feng, grew up in the Song Dynasty for 30 years, and I have lived as a Han Chinese for many years. My parents, my brother, and my tutor are all Han Chinese. They told me that the Khitan people are Animals that are not as good as pigs and dogs are extremely cruel wolves. I, Qiao Feng, have had countless Khitan blood on my hands since I became an artist. In the end, in the end."

Qiao Feng choked up his sobs when he spoke, this indomitable good man now had tears in his eyes and a sad expression on his face.

No matter who encounters such a thing, I am afraid that they will not be able to let go.

The former hero turned out to be just a knife cultivated by others to kill his own people, but the ridiculous thing is that this knife has been ignorantly treating his mother-killing enemy and father-killing enemy 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 big brother who took the lead back then was?"

Qiao Feng almost gritted his steel teeth, and asked this question that had troubled him for several days with a trembling voice.

Murong Fu's answer was very straightforward.

"Abbot of Shaolin, Xuanci!"

"what!"

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

"That's right, it is the abbot of Shaolin, Master Xuanci!"

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

Murong Fu replied bluntly: "It's absolutely true. Why, brother Qiao learned that his mother-killing enemy is the abbot of Shaolin, are you afraid? Yes, after all, it happened 30 years ago. Brother Qiao grew up in the Central Plains , the so-called Khitan identity is just a past that cannot be recalled. Why bother? If I were Brother Qiao, I would simply go away and find a clean place to spend the rest of my life freely. Why bother to participate in 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, so don't be reckless. Brother Murong, please tell Qiao Feng how exactly he learned about the leading brother true identity."

Murong Fu sighed softly: "Brother Qiao, do you know the origin of my Murong family ancestors?"

Qiao Feng said in astonishment: "Brother Murong's ancestors are from Xianbei? I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to."

Murong Fu chuckled and didn't care: "The gang of beggar gang gossiped and said to Brother Qiao, right? That's right, I, Murong Fuzu, was indeed not a Han Chinese. But that happened hundreds of years ago. Then For a while, the grandpa of the emperor's child doesn't know where to stay in a corner."

Most people in the Jianghu do not have much respect for the court, but there are very few people who are as disrespectful as Murong Fu.

So much so that Qiao Feng didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

"Don't be so surprised, tell Brother Qiao the truth. My Murong family ancestors have been doing rebellious work for more than 100 years."

"what!"

Compared to the disrespect towards the emperor before, Murong Fu's words were simply earth-shattering, and Qiao Feng was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

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

Murong Fuhun said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)