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 encircling 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 a mortal 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 Tubo Master and his own competitive personality allow him to become a disciple of Buddhism 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 was defeated was because of 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.
Finally he asked: "How could Mr. Murong do this?"
Where can I find such capable, loyal, and talkative subordinates?
"Is this person so skilled in martial arts?"
Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
Murong Fu was startled for a moment, and then he was relieved. Ba Tianshi had this kind of character. He was a tomb robber in his early years, and he learned unparalleled light kung fu by climbing over mountains and ridges without a teacher. Because of his early experiences, he became unique.
He has a taciturn character in the past.
He barely opened his eyes and found a familiar old man with short hair looking at him with concern.
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.
Looking at the layout of the room in front of me, it seems to be an inn. In addition to this 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. In a typical Jianghu style, the table
Above, the faint light of a candle illuminated an obscure face.
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.
well.
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.
Then Jiumozhi briefly described how he held Duan Yu hostage, how he blocked the enemy, and finally how he was defeated and ran away. By the time Murong Fu finished speaking, the whole room was silent.
He already knew the intention of the other party's group, he just wanted to hear it from someone's mouth to confirm it.
Murong Fu's answer came from a middle-aged man's voice: "Mr. Murong, you're awake. Don't move yet. I'll invite His Majesty and others to come over."
Duan Zhengming hurriedly stepped forward to support Murong Fu: "Mr. Murong, your injury has not healed, so please don't do these false courtesy. It's important to rest."
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 like a ball of fire burning due to being immersed in water for a long time. Murong Fu thought that it was probably inflamed. Fortunately, the bone was not injured at that time, otherwise this hand would have been able to survive.
Abolish.
Thinking of the people he saw before he fell into coma, it was not difficult to guess who treated his injuries.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Murong Fu asked: "Senior Duan, why are you here?"
This man 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.
Mu Wanqing's lips parted slightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock. She had witnessed the Tubo master's martial arts with her own eyes. There were so many masters in such a big palace, and they were actually strolling around, coming and going freely, and this morning
Mr. Xiu, who was almost injured by his sleeve arrow, no, it should be Mr. Murong, was actually able to save Duan Yu from the great monk and his helpers, and even risked his own life to cover the retreat of a group of people.
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.
"Huh? Your Majesty? What Emperor?" Murong Fu's consciousness was hazy, as if he was in a dream.
"Your Majesty, Master Murong is awake!"
As time goes by, the physical strength is drained away bit by bit, but the nearest land is still out of reach.
Murong Fu muttered, feeling as if he was dizzy, as if he were soaking in a hot spring wearing a cotton-padded jacket in the summer, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.
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.
So he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life."
Sure enough, Emperor Baoding told the story of how Jiumozhi broke into the palace and kidnapped Duan Yu, and how he and his party came all the way there.
Before Murong Fu lost consciousness, he complained helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm the first hero to be drowned in water!"
When he woke up, Murong Fu found himself on a large boat, surrounded by people.
So he asked the person at the table: "Is it senior Dali Duan and his party who have arrived?"
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, where could he still swim?
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.
The wounds on his body had been carefully treated. Not only did he not feel any pain at all, but he felt warm and very comfortable. It was obvious that an expert had taken care of it for him.
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.
"Senior Duan?"
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 to make trouble 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, and Mr. Murong is amazing and amazing." Emperor Baoding praised him sincerely.