As the morning sun rose, wisps of golden light penetrated through the branches and leaves of the apricot tree, Qiao Feng clasped his fists and saluted everyone, and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, all good brothers, let's see you again." Whether Qiao is a Han or a Khitan, he will never hurt a Han surname in his lifetime, if he violates this oath, he will have such a knife. As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Shan Zheng in the air.

Shan Zheng only felt a shock to his wrist, the single knife in his hand was uncertain, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the single knife was snatched away by Qiao Feng. The thumb of Qiao Feng's right hand grabbed the middle finger and flicked it to the back of the knife, and with a bang, the single knife was broken in two, the head of the knife flew away for several feet, and the handle of the knife was still in his hand. He said to Shan Zheng: "Offended!" He lowered the handle of the knife, looked at Murong Fu deeply, and said with a smile: "Murong Gongzi still owes me a battle, let's pay it back next time." After saying that, he went away.

When the crowd was stunned, someone shouted: "Don't go!" "The beggar gang is all up to you to preside over the overall situation!" "Come back quickly!"

Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard, and a bamboo stick was thrown down in mid-air, and it was Qiao Feng who flew the dog beating stick with his backhand.

Murong Fu looked at Qiao Feng, and sighed slightly in his heart, there will be a battle, Qiao Feng! Then he took Bao Wei and the others and walked directly to Wuxi City, preparing to return to Shenhezhuang.

Duan Yu shouted: "Big brother, big brother, I'll go with you!" was about to catch up with Qiao Feng, but he only ran three steps, and he was reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, so he glanced back at her. At this glance, he couldn't get out anymore, and his heart naturally gave birth to a thousand soft silks, but seeing that Wang Yuyan's heart was on Murong Fu's body, Duan Yu sighed, shook his head, and went in the direction of Dali.

Duan Yuxin, who stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps and ran wildly, said: "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, you have met this girl, and she has long belonged to others, you are destined to suffer a lot in this life, and you will be miserable, this time you must practice martial arts diligently when you return to Dali, I will prove it, I am no worse than your cousin Murong." ”

Murong Fu took a few people back to Shenhezhuang, and suddenly found that the sound of horses' hooves in his ears was near, and suddenly the horn sounded three times, and the eight horses were divided into two rows, rushing into the forest, Murong Fu suddenly realized, he forgot the people of Xixia Yipintang, and immediately said: "Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, Third Brother Bao, Fourth Brother Feng, a few of you take Azhu Abi and Yu Yan to leave quickly, you can't hesitate." ”

Deng Baichuan was stunned and said, "Childe, who are you?"

Murong Fu said: "This is the people and horses of the Xixia Yipintang, they have a kind of medicine called Sorrow and Crisp Qingfeng, which is a colorless and odorless poisonous gas, which is made by collecting poisons from the Joy Valley of the Great Snow Mountain of Western Xia, like a breeze blowing on the body, no matter how clever you are, you can't detect it, and your eyes are stinging, and the poisonous gas has rushed into your mind." After poisoning, tears rained down, called "sorrow", the whole body can not move, called "crisp", the poisonous gas is colorless and odorless, called "fresh wind", so you leave quickly, otherwise you will not be able to move when you smell the sad crisp breeze, you leave first, remember, don't smell the sad crisp breeze. ”

Gong Yeqian said: "What about you, Son-in-law? You didn't hurt Son-in-law by helping our palace." ”

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "It's okay, I won't be affected by the sad breeze, you go first." ”

Deng Baichuan and the others had not gone far as long before the occupants of the eight horses were holding spears with a small flag tied to their spearheads. The spearhead is shining, and you can vaguely see that the four small flags on the left are embroidered with the two white characters of "Western Xia", and the west side of the right is embroidered with the two white characters of "Helian", and there are other Western Xia characters on the flag. Then the eight horses were divided into two lines, one galloped into the forest, and the other stayed here, surrounding Murong Fu and several people.

Murong Fu said with a serious face: "You look for a chance to leave." After speaking, the sword in his hand turned around, swept straight ahead, and the power of the sword directly tore out a hole, and then the moves were endless, as if flowing water, and in an instant, the whole body of the people in the Xixia Yipintang in the field was like being covered in a light curtain.

Deng Baichuan was on tiptoe, dragging Abi forward, and the Gongye Qianbao behind him was different from Azhu Wang Yuyan, the best light skill in the turmoil, he swept the formation on the side, glanced at Murong Fu regrettably, and said: "It's a pity, this one has no fight." ”

Just when a few people were about to leave, immediately one of them was wearing a red brocade robe, thirty-four or five years old, with a hooked nose and a mustache shouting: "Stay!" A palm towards Bao Wei hit, among the four people, Bao Wei Wei had the lowest light skills, so he naturally hit Bao Wei Wei.

Bao Wei threw Wang Yuyan beside him to the side of the turmoil, and stabbed the long sword in his hand towards the man in the brocade robe, Murong Fu was stunned, this man is very strong, Bao Wei and the storm are probably not opponents.

Just when the package was parrying, Deng Baichuan on the side wanted to turn around and help, but heard Murong Fu say: "You leave first, leave it to me here." ”

Murong Fu toe a little, stabbed to death a person from Xixia Yipintang, and then swept towards Bao Wei's side, only to see Bao Wei jumping up, his body was in mid-air, his hands and feet were numb, and he fell down heavily, Murong Fu shook his head and sighed, still hit the sad breeze, Murong Fu's long sword trembled, and he wanted to circle the brocade robe man in the sword light, and said to the storm: "Fourth Brother Feng, you take Bao Third Brother away, Yu Yan will leave it to me." ”

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the storm evil threw Wang Yuyan to Murong Fu, Murong Fu grabbed Wang Yuyan with his left arm, and the storm evil picked up the bag differently, and with a light turn, it had already appeared more than ten zhang away, and Murong Fu was relieved to see that the four ministers had left.

Looking at Wang Yuyan in her arms, she smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"

Wang Yuyan hugged Murong Fu tightly and said with a smile: "With my cousin here, I'm not afraid of anything." ”

The man in the brocade robe saw that Murong Fu's sword was shining, and it was covered on his head, and in panic, he waved his palm to resist, but he saw that Murong Fu's sword of protecting the country suddenly gave birth to a half-foot green mang, and the sword instantly tore the palm of the man in the brocade robe, "Ah" The man in the brocade robe shouted out, but the sword was sharp in his heart, and he hurriedly dodged it.

The brocade-robed man roared, only to shake the leaves of the apricot trees on all sides, and scolded: "Who are you? How can there finally be a master like you in the Central Plains?"

Murong Fu held Wang Yuyan in one hand and stood with a sword in the other and said with a smile: "Why can't there be masters in the Central Plains?"

The brocade-robed man roared angrily: "I am Helian Tieshu, the general of the Western Xia Expedition to the East, who are you? Why are you not affected by the sad and crisp breeze?"

Murong Fu didn't have the heart to answer him, the Protector Sword in his hand was extremely fierce. Helian Tieshu secretly said that Murong Fu did not play cards according to the routine, so he had to leave a name, Helian Tieshu's martial arts were very good, but unfortunately when he met Murong Fu, he was made by Murong Fu's sword, dodging from side to side, shrinking his head and jumping his feet, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

It didn't take long for Helian Tieshu to scream "ah", the back of his left hand had been stabbed by the blade, his left hand was clenched into a fist, his palm trembled slightly, and finally he was fast, retreated sharply, and dodged

Murong Fu's attack.

Helian Tieshu was also barehead, and shouted: "Stop, don't fight, I can't beat the ghost thing in your hand, I'll let you go." ”

Murong Fu ignored Helian Tieshu's angry expression and said, "If you say you want to stay, I will leave me, and if you say you want me to leave, you want me to go?

Helian Tieshu said with a straight face: "Then what do you want?"

"Leave the antidote to the sad crisp breeze, and also, give me a few bottles of sad crisp breeze. Murong Fu smiled lightly.

Helian Tieshu also took out a few porcelain bottles from his arms and threw them at Murong Fu, Murong Fu took them one by one, and saw that there were eight seal characters written on the bottles: "Sadness and crisp breeze, smell it is the solution", knowing that the bottle is the antidote to sorrow and crisp breeze, and the rest of the bottles are sad and crisp breeze.

Murong Fu uncorked the bottle, and a strange and unbearable breath rushed straight into his nose, forcibly endured the smell, and put this thing on Wang Yuyan's nose, Wang Yuyan frowned, stretched out his hand to cover his nostrils, and said, "Cousin, what is this? It stinks...... Ahh

Helian Tieshu asked again, "Tell me, who are you?"

Murong Fu watched Wang Yuyan finally recover, finally put his heart down, and said with a smile: "My name is Murong Fu." After speaking, he took Wang Yuyan and floated away, leaving Helian Tieshu with a pensive face.

"Ah, I remember, it's him, Gusunan Murong? Not bad, haha, it's a talent! After I went back this time, I asked the blacksmith to build a pair of hard fist gloves, and I had to practice with him in the future," Helian Tieshu thought for a long time, and finally remembered Murong Fu's identity, and then laughed.