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Chapter 406 Chang'an

But seeing that Huo Qingtong's figure was slightly slender at this time, his face seemed to be covered with frost, he looked at the two of them coldly, and said neatly: "One horse, fifteen arrows, fifteen swords Well, if you don’t agree, don’t talk to anyone!”

"What a prodigal bitch!"

"It's true that women are not allowed to stay in college!"

Murong Fu and Mu Zhuolun looked at each other and murmured at the same time with a clear understanding.

"What did you say?" Huo Qingtong suddenly frowned.

Murong Fu immediately smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's nothing. For Qingtong, it doesn't matter no matter how big a loss I suffer!"

Next to him, Mu Zhuolun glared at him fiercely.

"Huh!" Huo Qingtong snorted coldly, with no expression on his face.

"What about the medicinal materials?" Mu Zhuolun asked.

"Ten thousand kilograms of medicinal materials are exchanged for one hundred thousand kilograms of grain, including all the Tianshan snow lotus, for the same price!" After saying this, Murong Fu turned to look aside, as if he refused to bargain.

Mu Zhuolun turned to look at Huo Qingtong. Huo Qingtong pondered for a while, then nodded slightly, and then Mu Zhuolun said: "Okay, it's settled!"

"But I still have two conditions!" Murong Fu changed the subject, "First, the batch of war horses must be at least 100,000 horses, which must be paid in one lump sum, but the Murong family's arrows and swords need a year, divided into three installments. Delivery, as for future transactions, we will pay one hand and deliver the goods!"

Mu Zhuolun's eyes widened, "Boy, what tricks do you want to play again?"

Huo Qingtong also frowned slightly, "When I return to the headquarters and take out so many war horses at once, my vitality will be greatly damaged!"

"Eighty thousand, it can't be lower!" Murong Fu stretched out his index finger and thumb and made an "eight" gesture.

Mu Zhuolun was about to speak, but Huo Qingtong nodded and said, "This can be up to you."

"Second, I will return to the Central Plains tomorrow, and I want Qingtong to follow me!"

For a moment, both father and daughter were stunned. Mu Zhuolun did not expect that Murong Fu would leave so quickly. After all, the cooperation was only a verbal negotiation without any proof, which made people feel unsure.

Huo Qingtong did not expect that Murong Fu would ask to go with him. Originally, she thought that she should take her sister away.

"I won't leave!" Huo Qingtong refused without any hesitation.

"Humph, all the transactions are void, but you should know that no one can stop me from taking away the things I want to take away!" Murong Fu also lost his patience and said in a deep voice.

"You..." Huo Qingtong was furious, "What's the difference between you and a bandit?"

"There is a difference. I am afraid of bandits when they see them!"

Mu Zhuolun frowned slightly. When he saw Murong Fu locked out of the door earlier, he thought the two were just having an ordinary quarrel, but seeing the situation now, it seemed that it was not that simple.

"As a reward, I can solve the hidden dangers in Mongolia and at least give you a few years to recuperate!" Murong Fu folded his hands on his chest and looked leisurely.

Huo Qingtong's expression was gloomy, and finally he took a deep look at Murong Fu and said, "Okay, I'll go with you. As long as you really make the Hui tribe safe, I won't frown at all as a slave!"

Murong Fu laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, you are my treasure, how could I be willing to make you a slave?"

Hearing this, Huo Qingtong's face turned cold, but an unnatural blush flashed through his face, while Mu Zhuolun also relaxed his brows and smiled comfortably.

In the evening, Mu Zhuolun called Murong Fu to the tooth tent hall, discussed the details of the transaction in detail, and had a good time eating and drinking until late at night, both of them were very drunk.

"Boy... hiccup... take good care of... hiccup... take care of Qingtong from now on. Something big seems to have happened to the Murong family, and I don't..." Mu Zhuolun sat crookedly on the ground, with his back leaning on the big tiger-skin chair, sobbing.

Hiccup said.

"What!" Murong Fu stood up suddenly, his drunkenness dissipated a little, "What happened to the Murong family?"

"You don't know?" Mu Zhuolun was slightly startled, "It is said that the Murong family came out in full force... hiccup... and killed Guangmingding. This matter spread throughout the Central Plains..."

Murong Fu's mind changed and he suddenly realized that it must be Murong Xue who knew that he had been knocked down into the abyss, so he went to Guangmingding to take revenge.

"Oh, what a pity!" Murong shook his head and sighed. He had been thinking about this fat piece of Mingjiao for a long time, but he never thought of a proper solution. Now he doesn't need to worry about it anymore...

However, Murong Fu calmed down in a blink of an eye. After all, he was accumulating strength bit by bit. Although the process was slow, it was better than having a solid foundation.

"Boy, did you listen to me?"

Mu Zhuolun's rough voice brought Murong Fu back from his thoughts, "Old hero Mu..."

"You old hero Mu, what should you call me now that I'm here?" Mu Zhuolun interrupted Murong Fu and said angrily.

"This..." Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Mu Zhuolun raising the wine jar in his hand as if to smash it, he hurriedly called out, "Daddy..."

As soon as these two words came out of his mouth, Murong Fu looked a little unnatural. After all, this was probably the first time he called someone daddy when he came to this world. Even when he met Murong Bo in Shaoshi Mountain, he had never called him daddy.

mouth.

Mu Zhuolun laughed, but his face was still a little dissatisfied, "You Central Plains people have too many rules. When you get married, you have to pay attention to this and that. On our grassland, as long as you look at each other, you can do it!"

However, he took Murong Fu's hesitation as a matter of etiquette.

Murong Fu was speechless and smiled without saying a word.

The next day, Mu Zhuolun brought 300 soldiers and sent Murong Fu and Huo Qingtong out of the tribe. Originally, he wanted to send them to the border, but now that Mongolia is eyeing them back, they really can't do without him, and this matter is also difficult to do.

It is not appropriate to make a big show of it.

As for Carisi, she was still asleep after being tortured by Murong Fu all night.

As the two of them walked on the road, Huo Qingtong looked haggard and looked back frequently, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Murong Fu suddenly felt unbearable and sighed helplessly, "Oh, why are you doing this? It's not like you won't come back."

Huo Qingtong couldn't help but be startled, "What did you say?"

"As long as you behave well, Master will give you a holiday every year and let you come back and reunite with your father!" Murong Fu said with a smile.

Huo Qingtong didn't understand what "holiday" meant, but he did understand the following sentence, and immediately looked overjoyed, "Are you serious?"

Murong Fu rolled his eyes, "Young master, you must do what you say, it depends on your performance!"

"Thank you!" Huo Qingtong was stunned for a moment, with a flash of deep gratitude in his eyes, and whispered his thanks.

The women of this era are so good. Even if she could go back to her parents' home, she would be moved. Murong Fu secretly sighed in his heart and suddenly hugged Huo Qingtong.

"What are you doing!" Huo Qingtong was so shocked that his face turned pale.

"Take you to fly!" Murong Fu said lightly, tapped the ground with his toes, and disappeared with a "swipe" of his body.

Chang'an, also known as Haojing, its history can be traced back to the period of King Wen of the ancient Zhou Dynasty. Later, more than a dozen dynasties established their capital here. By the Tang Dynasty, it was already the largest city in the world worthy of its name.

"Nine heavens open the palace, and all the nations wear their hats and hats. They all feel relaxed and strong, and want to fly up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon." This is a true portrayal of Chang'an City.

It is a pity that at the end of the Tang Dynasty, with wars and wars raging everywhere, some crazy people burned the huge city of Chang'an to the ground.

Today's Chang'an has been rebuilt by Jin, Liao, Yuan and other countries for nearly two hundred years. Although it has improved slightly, it is far from what it used to be. It is even compared with Kaifeng of Jin and Lin'an of Song.

, which is also much worse.

However, Genghis Khan was a man of great courage and wisdom. He took a liking to the geographical location of Chang'an at a glance and made Chang'an the capital of the Yuan Dynasty against all opinions. Therefore, in this world, Chang'an is also called the capital.

At this time, the streets of Chang'an City were bustling with pedestrians, and there were constant shouting and hawking on the streets, which somewhat restored the bustling appearance of the past.

In a remote restaurant that was not very eye-catching, a man and a woman were sitting by the window. The man was extremely handsome, and the woman was extremely beautiful and elegant. They were like a pair of golden boys and girls, causing the diners in the hall to glance sideways from time to time.

These two people were naturally Murong Fu and Huo Qingtong, who had been on the road for more than ten months.

Murong Fu originally planned to go back to Yanziwu directly, but he received two very bad news on the way, which made him change his itinerary and go directly to the capital of Mongolia.

One is that after the battle at Guangmingding, all the masters of the six major sects disappeared, and the other is that after Murong Xue made a big fuss at Guangmingding, everyone from the Ming Cult also disappeared.

Murong Fu thought for a moment and guessed that the six major sects had fallen into the hands of Zhao Min. As for the people of the Ming Cult, they were either hiding in secret passages or entrenched in some Ming Cult stronghold. It didn't matter.

But the first news made Murong Fu very nervous, because Zhou Zhiruo was also among the missing people.

Although he gave Zhou Zhiruo a drop of blood essence and Zhao Min's Shixiang Ruanjing Powder could not do anything to her, but according to her temperament, she would definitely not leave Master Miejie and run away.

Secondly, if history does not change, the deadline for annihilating the Master is coming soon, and the Yitian Sword will naturally be taken away, so Murong Fu rushed over anxiously.

At the table, Huo Qingtong, who had already finished eating, stared at Murong Fu who was devouring his food. He looked like he wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it. It was so embarrassing!

It's no wonder Murong Fu was there. Along the way, it was either dried meat or dry food and water. He didn't even have a decent meal.

"It's not... um... I won't let you eat, why are you like... um... looking at me!" Murong Fu said inarticulately while swallowing the food in his mouth.

"Huh!" Huo Qingtong snorted and turned his head to the side.

Murong Fu was too lazy to care about her. Although the two of them were alone along the way, their relationship became somewhat estranged because Huo Qingtong always kept distance from him intentionally or unintentionally.

"It seems that this girl still cares about Karis..." Murong Fu thought helplessly.

"Waiter, here are 30 pounds of beef, 20 pounds of soybeans, and 50 pounds of wine!" At this moment, a sharp and unpleasant voice with a hint of hoarseness came.

Murong Fu and Huo Qingtong were both slightly stunned. They looked up and saw an old man with a slender figure and a slovenly face walking in from outside the hall.

Most of the diners in the hall seemed to be used to it, and the waiter came forward with a smile, "Hey, sir, you are here, I have already prepared it for you!"

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