Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 294

"So, now Xixia is basically in the hands of Li Yuansheng. Even the attitude of the king of Xixia is clearly in favor of Li Yuansheng? Uncle, you are a bit shabby as a concubine of Xixia. After so many years of hard work, After being out for a few months, someone overturned the stall, tsk tsk."

With great difficulty, Murong Fu calmed down the two who were in a state of tension, and they sat down and analyzed the current situation.

Although Child Elder doesn't speak sarcasm to Li Qiushui anymore, but there is no lack of gloating in her eyes.

Murong Fu was about to say something, when he suddenly thought of something, he gave Child Elder a weird look: "Grandma, I remember you said that you give up your kung fu every 30 years, and this time it was because of fighting with your uncle, you have to do it a few days earlier. Bar?"

Child Elder was stunned, she didn't understand why Murong Fu suddenly asked this question, but after getting along with her for a long time, she already regarded Murong Fu as her junior care, and she felt that there was nothing to hide, but she still said angrily: " That’s right, it’s because of chasing and killing this little bitch that I’m doing my San Gong more than two months earlier, what’s wrong?”

Murong Fu looked at Li Qiushui, then at Child Elder, and said: "Uncle, if you guessed correctly, you should stop laughing at Uncle. Vulture Palace is probably going to be turned upside down right now. "

Child Elder was slightly taken aback, then relieved: "You mean those girls from Nine Heavens and Nine Parts will come out to look for me? It's okay, let them look for more."

Seeing that Child Elder still didn't understand, Murong Fu had no choice but to use sound transmission to tell her what he wanted to say.

After hearing this, Child Elder's expression changed greatly: "Impossible, even if I borrow ten more guts from these bastards, they won't dare!"

Murong Fu smiled helplessly: "My dear grandma, of course they didn't have the courage when you were here, but you have been missing for so long. You didn't even say hello before you left. At this moment, Jiutian Jiubu probably has people all over the world. I'm looking for you."

"How could they, who are always paying attention to the Vulture Palace, not notice such a big movement? The pain of the life and death talisman, if a person is hit by it, he will try every means to get rid of it. The previous monk did nothing to get rid of the life and death talisman. It cost a lot."

"If the people from the 36th Cave and 72 Island gather all their strength to kill the Vulture Palace regardless of the cost, it is really possible to capture the Vulture Palace when most of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions are out looking for you and the Vulture Palace is empty. At that time, they will rely on the natural danger of the Vulture Palace and the food and grass hidden inside, and it will be difficult to take it back."

Now Child Elder's complexion is completely ugly.

Although she is very confident in her own dominance, but this time and that time.

Thinking of the terrible possibility that Murong Fu said, Child Elder was angry and scared.

It's not that he feels sorry for the Vulture Palace, but because of the profound Free and Unfettered martial arts on the stone walls of the Vulture Palace.Furthermore, those maidservants in the Vulture Palace, more or less, have a relationship with her as mentors and apprentices, and they are all poor girls picked up from outside when she was traveling in those years.If this falls into the hands of those picky talents on the 36th hole and the 72nd island, they will definitely suffer torture that would be worse than death.

Thinking of this, Child Elder can't wait to get up and rush back to Piaomiao Peak to sit in command.

Although Li Qiushui didn't know what Murong Fu and Child Elder were referring to, but he could guess the general situation from their expressions, so he said with a coquettish smile, "Yo, senior sister has encountered a big problem that can't be solved? Do you need my little sister's help?"

Seeing that the child elder was devastated, Li Qiushui even temporarily forgot about the fire in his own backyard, gloating over other misfortunes, but happy.

Child Elder said angrily: "Fart! Is there any need for you little bitch to put on a show here?"

Seeing that the two disagreed and were about to quarrel, Murong Fu hastily changed the subject.

"So, the backyard of the two uncles and uncles caught fire at the same time. Since everyone has encountered the same situation, why not cooperate?"

"Don't even think about it! Ask me to cooperate with this bitch, I'm sorry!"

Without even thinking about it, Child Elder directly rejected Murong Fu's proposal.

Murong Fu sighed softly in his heart: Although he is the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he really has no way to make these two masters and uncles obey unless it is a matter of principle. announced.

Qiao Feng, who should be called Xiao Feng now, was walking on the country road, following the path in his memory, to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to ask Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, who had raised him for many years, for proof.If they say that they are their own sons, then no matter what others say, they will withdraw from the arena from now on, stay with the two elders, and serve the two elders to the end of their lives, as a filial piety.

But if the two elders both admit that they are not their own, then there is no doubt about this matter.He went directly to Mount Shaoshi to challenge Xuanci to avenge his biological parents, and after settling down with the elders, he found a secluded place to end his life.

I haven't been home for many years, and the road in front of me is both familiar and strange.

With his martial arts, if he advances at full speed, it only takes seven or eight days to travel from Gusu to Mount Shaoshi, but Xiao Feng has traveled for more than a month.

Finally, Mount Shaoshi was in sight.

The bell of Shaolin Temple can be heard faintly.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery in front of him, Qiao Feng couldn't help but feel in a trance.

He hasn't been back for eight years.

Since he joined the Beggars' Gang, he was either on the front line of the Anti-Liao Dynasty or against the Xixia people.Especially after he took office as the leader of the beggar gang, he hardly even had three days of rest throughout the year.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng felt guilt welling up in his heart.

Regardless of whether they were their biological parents or not, they had worked hard to raise themselves up and treated themselves as their own sons for many years.

Here, he spent a poor but warm childhood. Although the family was not rich, his parents always gave him the best.Whatever is delicious can be eaten by myself, and the second elder will eat the leftovers.If it wasn't for the careful care of the two elders, how could Xiao Feng be born so powerful?

Birth kindness is precious, but raising kindness is more important than Mount Tai.

There is also my own mentor, Master Xuanku, from the time I was seven years old until I left home to join the Beggars' Gang, for a whole ten years, Master Xuanku has always been cold and hot, and has been caring for him for ten years. Teach yourself martial arts, as well as the principles of life, even Qiao Feng's reading and writing are taught by the master hand in hand.

He remembered that when he was seven years old, Master Xuanku taught him to write for the first time, and what he wrote was his name.

At that time, Master Xuan Ku grabbed his hand and wrote the word "Qiao Feng" stroke by stroke, while teaching: "Feng'er, you have to remember. Your name is the peak of the mountain. You must Be a good man who stands upright like a mountain!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help crying.

Over the past ten years, he would occasionally come back to visit his parents, but Master Xuanku never saw him.

Finally returned home, looking at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him from a distance, Xiao Feng felt very relieved, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and shouted: "Father, mother, Feng'er is back!"

The stooped old man in the yard straightened up. In fact, he was not very old, and he was only in his early 60s. It was just that years of heavy labor made him look particularly old.

Hearing this voice, a gleam of clarity flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes: "Feng'er? Is it Feng'er?"

(End of this chapter)