"Have I ever said such a thing? Why don't you remember it at all?" Wen Qingqing murmured, frowning, but no matter how she recalled it, she was still a little confused, and she was not sure whether she had said such words.
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Murong Fu's heart was beating fast. He had an idea and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Girl, please put down your sword. I thought that you are a female class, so you are willing to talk to me and don't use swords. But you keep saying goodbye."
Damn, don’t blame me for being rude."
After thinking for a while, he added leisurely, "What's more, the time of Unity is approaching, and the turtle-killing meeting is about to begin. If you delay, I'm afraid you'll be late."
"Turtle-killing meeting! Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wen Qingqing was suddenly startled, looked at the sky outside the door, hurriedly put away her sword, hummed and ran out.
But after running a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked deeply at Murong Fu, "Are you going?"
"Of course!" Murong Fu smiled slightly and replied decisively.
Wen Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why Murong Fu suddenly agreed so simply. She couldn't help but think of that dream again, and her heart sank. "It's best not to let me know that you lied to me, otherwise you will be dead."
Murong Fu shrugged, secretly cursing in his heart, joke, how could I let you know this.
Not long after, Murong Fu called Ah Jiu, Shuang'er, and Wen Qingqing to set off together to Shilipu, where the turtle killing convention was held.
About twenty miles to the east of Yanshan Town, there is a dense forest that is sparsely populated. It is exactly what Wen Qingqing calls "Shilipu". This forest is connected to the Yanshan Mountains. Just thirty miles to the north, you can reach
Entering Yanshan Mountain, this is the main reason why the Tiandihui decided to hold the turtle killing meeting here.
After all, the turtle-killing convention was causing quite a stir, and it was taking place under the nose of Prince Pingxi. It would be easy for the news to leak out and lead to danger, so it was natural to think of an escape route in advance.
Of course, despite knowing the danger, they chose the venue very close to Shanhaiguan in order to build momentum and boost morale.
"The front is Shilipu." On a winding mountain road, Wen Qingqing stroked the sweat on her forehead and pointed to the dense forest in the distance.
Behind her were Murong Fu and Ah Jiu, their two sons and two daughters. It was already half an hour before they set off from Zhang Mansion. The group hurried on and finally managed to arrive before You hour.
Murong Fu looked at the endless mountain forest with a trace of doubt in his heart, "In other words, you were discussing how to kill him right under Wu Sangui's nose, and he didn't even notice. If Wu Sangui is not too stupid, there is another secret."
Wen Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, "Do you think everyone knows where the Turtle Killing Conference was held? In fact, except for the top leaders of various forces, the people below don't know the specific location at all, and the place name 'Shilipu' is just
It was fabricated, and even if the spies and even spies of the Pingxi Palace knew about it, they would not be able to find it at all."
She didn't say anything about leaving a way out, not because she wanted to keep it a secret, but because she didn't want Murong Fu to look down upon her. Somehow, ever since she had that "dream", she had become more and more concerned about this aspect.
Murong Fu nodded thoughtfully, knowing that she had something to say, but he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.
The four of them walked for a while, when suddenly several figures flashed in front of them, and several people jumped out from some bushes.
These people were dressed like woodcutters, holding bright machetes in their hands, and looked at Murong Fu and others warily.
"I am Wen Qingqing from the Golden Snake Camp, and these are the envoys from Shenlong Island." Wen Qingqing took a step forward and introduced to the others.
Several woodcutters had heard of Wen Qingqing's name, but had never seen the real person. As for Shenlong Island, it was even more distant. They had rarely heard of it. For a while, they looked shocked and uncertain, and had no intention of getting out of the way.
"Don't be rude!" At this moment, a man's voice sounded, "It turns out to be Mrs. Yuan... Hey, Master Murong is here too. This is really a rare guest among rare guests."
Wen Qingqing and others looked behind the woodcutters and saw a middle-aged man in a gray gown walking over there. He had a slender face, a tall nose and thick lips, and looked honest and honest.
Murong Fu was stunned when he saw this person, and then suddenly realized that he had seen this person before, and he was the leader of Qingmu Hall of Tiandi Hui. In the wind,
In Murong Fu's memory, this person was a well-hidden undercover agent placed by Kangxi in the Tiandi Society. Judging from his appearance, no one would have guessed that this honest appearance was actually extremely dishonest.
"Haha, this is the real person who seems to be loyal and kind. Honest people are the most terrifying." Murong Fu sneered secretly in his heart, but a kind smile appeared on his face and he greeted him. He cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that he is the hero of Feng Ji. After a long time
Even though he’s gone, his style remains the same.”
Wen Qingqing didn't know Feng Jizhong, but after hearing what Murong Fu said, she immediately reacted and bowed, "I, Wen Qingqing, have met Da Xia Feng."
Feng Jizhong was a little flattered immediately, his face turned slightly red, and he waved his hands, "Don't you dare, don't you two, stop being so polite, it will offend Feng."
As he spoke, there was a look of doubt in his eyes.
Wen Qingqing explained in due course, "Mr. Murong is here at the invitation of the Golden Snake Camp." www.m.
Feng Ji was suddenly enlightened, but his face remained calm and he smiled, "What did Madam say? We, the Tiandi Hui, originally wanted to invite Mr. Murong to come and participate in the Turtle Killing Conference. However, the Mr. Murong's whereabouts were erratic and he could not be found for a long time, so we gave up.
, I didn’t expect that the Golden Snake Camp invited Mr. Murong, this is really a blessing.”
"I believe you are the only one who has ghosts." Murong Fu cursed in his heart and said, "I also wonder if I came here uninvited today. Will I be isolated from the outside and not be able to come in?"
When Feng Jizhong heard this, he immediately said seriously, "Young master, what you said is wrong. Our turtle killing convention is open to all ambitious people from all over the world. There is no reason to exclude people thousands of miles away."
After a few pleasantries, Feng Jizhong invited Murong Fu and his party in.
After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, an old mansion appeared in front of everyone. It was getting late and the forest was even darker, but the house was brightly lit and people were noisy. It was obvious that this was a gathering place for heroes.
Murong Fu glanced around, his eyes flashing. Within a radius of ten miles with the house as the center, no less than 400 men and horses were ambushed, with mixed auras and different levels. They must be elites selected from all the forces.
As soon as the two men guarding the courtyard gate saw Feng Jizhong, they immediately stepped forward and bowed and said, "Brother Feng, Mr. Chen has just come to see you for something."
Feng Jizhong was stunned and apologized to Murong Fu and others, "I'm sorry, Feng..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Brother Feng, if you have something to do, just go and do it."
Then Feng Jizhong said to the gatekeeper again, "These are distinguished guests from Golden Snake Camp and Shenlong Island. You can entertain me for a while. Don't neglect them."
"yes!"
After Feng Jizhong left in a hurry, one of the gatekeepers ushered Murong Fu and others into the courtyard.
From the outside, this house looks quite old and dilapidated. It is not an exaggeration to say it is an abandoned house. But when you enter it, you find that there is something special. The decoration is not exquisite, but it is brand new. It occupies a quite wide area. The front yard alone has a square area.
More than a hundred feet.
At this moment, a simple arena was set up in the center of the square, and two people were competing on the arena. Some people gathered around the arena, waving flags and shouting, with thunderous cheers.
As for the rest of the people in the courtyard, they relied on the power of their respective sects to occupy a place, and people from the Golden Snake Camp and the Qingzhu Gang were also among them.
Ah Jiu saw Cheng Qingzhu from a distance, his expression moved, and he thought about it, but then he remembered something and stopped.
On the other hand, Wen Qingqing looked around and saw Yuan Chengzhi nowhere to be seen. For some reason, she felt relieved for no reason.
Murong Fu looked around and frowned slightly. With such a ragtag group of people, the so-called anti-Qing alliance probably wouldn't have much potential.
"The people from the Golden Snake Camp are over there, I'll take you there." Wen Qingqing pointed to the northeast corner of the courtyard and said to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu nodded slightly and was about to follow her when a cheerful voice suddenly came, "Master Murong is here. I'm sorry to welcome you from afar, but I hope you'll forgive me."
Immediately after, several people walked out from the door of the main hall. The leader was Chen Jinnan. The others included Emperor Hu De, Yuan Chengzhi, Mu Jiansheng and other high-ranking officials.
The most conspicuous among them was a young man wearing Hanfu from the Ming Dynasty and a Ming Dynasty bun. When Murong Fu saw this man's face clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly. This man was actually the one he had just arrived that day.
In Yanshan Town, a young man was beaten away after snatching a private room in a restaurant.
Murong Fu recognized this person, and this person naturally recognized Murong Fu, and was even more impressed than Murong Fu. His expression immediately changed, and he walked past Chen Jinnan and came to Murong Fu, "So it's you!"
"Isn't it just me?" Murong Fu snorted in his heart and said with a slight smile on his face, "I didn't expect to see you here either."
Chen Jinnan saw that the situation was not going well, so he stepped forward in three steps and stood in front of the young master without leaving a trace. He smiled at Murong Fu and said, "It turns out that the master knows the young prince. This saves Chen a lot of talking and talking for several days."
No, Mr. Murong is fine."
"Young prince?" Murong Fu's heart moved slightly when he heard this title, and he said calmly, "It's not that we know each other, and there are some misunderstandings. Looking at this person's appearance, he seems to want to eat him, don't you guys?
I’ll be ready to swarm you.”
Naturally, it was not difficult for him to think that there was no one in the world who could be called "little prince" by Chen Jinnan, except Zheng Keshuang, the second son of the Yanping County Prince's Mansion in Taiwan.
Chen Jinnan's face froze and he was speechless. Emperor Hu De showed a kind smile and said with a hearty smile, "Haha, you are just kidding me. People are drifting in the rivers and lakes. There is no overnight feud. Bumps are inevitable. A little misunderstanding is better than a smile.
Let go of grudges."
In fact, the two of them were worried because they had a headache. Wei Xiaobao's matter was not over yet. Why did the second young master also offend this evil god? Could it be that heaven and earth would have a grudge against Murong Fusheng?
Except for Yuan Chengzhi, the rest of the people were quite surprised to see Murong Fu here, but seeing that he seemed to have something to do with the world, they all remained silent and seemed to be watching from the sidelines.