Chapter 209 - [Sunflower Treasure Book]

At this time, Xuzhi had already fled a long way away, but because of his internal injuries, his pace slowed down, and before he could escape from this mountainous area, Murong Fu saw a figure in the distance at a glance, and caught up with him in a few arrow steps.

The knife was not dead, but the injury was more serious, a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, fell to the ground, and could not get up again, the internal breath was chaotic, and it was on the verge of death. Trembling and turning his head, when he saw Murong Fu's fierce eyes, he suddenly remembered something, trembling and muttering:

"Murong Fu, you, do you remember your father Murong Bo? He has become a monk in my Shaolin Temple, worship my master, the nameless old monk sits down, if you dare to kill me, the monks in the temple will definitely kill your father with a rod to avenge me......

It was only at this time that Murong Fu figured out why Murong Bo did not come to recognize him when he founded the country, it turned out that he had already escaped into the empty door. In fact, he was originally a traverser, and he didn't have much actual feelings with Murong Bo, so his mind couldn't threaten him at all.

With a palm, he also killed, and scolded: "Do you want to blackmail me? ”

Kill Void Wisdom, worried about his own pro-army, and quickly return.

At this moment, the sky was full of thunder, lightning "crackled" several times, and the heavy rain poured down, suddenly spilling down like a bowl of pouring.

The thunderstorm continued, getting more and more intense, Murong Fusheng raised his true qi shield to surround himself, and the rain did not touch his clothes, and he still ran in the rain. When I returned to the bottom of the mountain just now, the battle ahead was stimulating, and many Central Plains warriors were slashing and killing their own pro-army team.

However, his own pro-army was mighty, surrounded many martial arts people in the center, and gained the upper hand, and there were not many people left who had been killed. Murong Fu was angry when he saw these Central Plains warriors, rushed over, fought side by side with his own soldiers, swept the Xuandao and killed it, and in a moment, the blood and rain were mixed, and the smell of fish was permeated.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the warriors of the Central Plains became fewer and fewer, until the whole army was wiped out, and all of them died in the wilderness. Until he killed everyone, Murong Fu's anger still did not subside, and he called the Lion King of Nanshan over and ordered:

"Lion King, these Central Plains warriors dare to assassinate me, it is simply lawless, they want to play these assassinations with me, I also learn from them, and go to kill the emperor of the Song Kingdom first. You lead your troops to Bohai Bay to join Zhang Shun, and I will enter Beijing to kill the emperor of Song. But listen to my letter, as long as the emperor of the Song State dies, you immediately send a message to the generals of all parties, attack quickly, and attack the capital of the Song State, and occupy him first. ”

After Murong Fu finished speaking, the generals and soldiers were so frightened that their faces changed greatly, and they all knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, this matter must not be, the emperor is the Ninety-Five, how can he personally get involved in danger, that is, to assassinate the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, you just have to give an order, and I will go later." ”

"Bastard, don't you even listen to my words?"

Murong Fu had made up his mind, and scolded, no matter what the generals and soldiers still planned, he disappeared into the heavy rain and went far away in an instant.

The lion king of Nanshan was in a hurry, and hurriedly beckoned all the soldiers to come forward to chase after him, shouting and shouting from afar.

I only heard Murong Fu's cold voice in the rain: "Lion King, do you want to disobey the command? If you want to chase after me again, don't blame me for being merciless, hurry up and do what I want!"

The Lion King of Nanshan was helpless, looked at the direction where Murong Fu was far away and kowtowed repeatedly, then slowly got up, led the soldiers to continue to move forward in the rain, and went to Bohai City.

Murong Fu went all the way south to Bianjing, the capital of the Song Kingdom.

Huang Shang and others assassinated halfway, which angered Murong Fu, since the other party wanted to play the trick of assassinating the emperor, then he would not be soft, first kill Emperor Song and disturb the court of the Song State, and then say, at that time, it is not easier to destroy him Song State.

Thinking about it, Murong Fu was full of blood, and it seemed that he had returned to the days of the past when he was roaming the rivers and lakes.

After being an emperor for a few years, he almost forgot the taste of the rivers and lakes, and it was not until this moment that the real, the feeling of the rivers and lakes returned to his body.

In the rivers and lakes of the Song Dynasty, no one has ever dared to assassinate the Song Emperor!

Murong Fu wants to be the first person, just Emperor Song's stinky boy, no matter what, he will never lose to the other party. In the dispute between Song and Yan, Emperor Song will die sooner or later, and now, it is just a matter of announcing his death in advance.

When the emperor saw the emperor, Murong Fu wanted to see if this emperor of the Song Kingdom would be so frightened that he would pee in front of him.

............

On the third day of October in the first year of Wuxing, Murong Fu had arrived in Bianjing.

Emperor Yan drove in person, straight to the main gate of the palace, the dragon robe was bright and the momentum was extraordinary.

When the forbidden soldiers guarding the gate saw this, they were first shocked, and then they were furious, and spears, bows and arrows were shot one after another.

Murong Fu just swept his sleeves, and all the bows, arrows, and spears flew out upside down, lying down in front of the door. The dead are silent, the wounded wail, and the lucky ones are afraid.

Murong Fu just strode into the palace and killed all the way in.

No one can be the one who stands in the way.

After a ride, the explosive news had already reached the ears of Emperor Song.

Zhao Heng, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, who was bright and imposing in the dragon robe, was originally playing with the concubines in the harem, and was so shocked that he fell to the ground in fright. He looked blankly at the forbidden army who came to report and asked, "This, this, is this true or false, did Emperor Yan Murong Fu really kill him personally to the palace?"

The subordinate said: "Emperor Qiqi, it is Emperor Yan, before this person was the emperor, he was originally a Jianghu guest, and he was as famous as Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang in the past, and he was nicknamed 'Nan Murong'!"

"Ahh

"Emperor Qiqi, he is the only one ......"

"Haha! It's really self-defeating!" Zhao Heng Yile stood up straight again with peace of mind, and said with a smile: "Since there is only one person, go quickly, quickly cut off his head, kill Emperor Yan, and solve the crisis on the border!"

Zhao Heng continued to have fun with the concubines, kissed this person's face, and incense it on that person's mouth, completely relaxed.

But at this moment, the screams of the battle had already reached outside.

I saw many forbidden army guards rushing in, shouting in a panic: "Quick, protect the emperor, escort the emperor to leave quickly......"

The noise, exclamations, screams, and the sound of weapons falling to the ground soon sounded one after another, and Zhao Heng, who had just relaxed, was so frightened that he shook his hands and feet again, and without saying a word, he went under the bed along a bed in front of him.

Frightened, the six gods had no master, but they just shouted vigorously: "Come on, escort! escort ......"

However, no one rushed in to escort the car at all, only a few concubines were also very frightened and drilled under the bed, squeezing Zhao Heng to the bottom of the bed even deeper.

Suddenly, at this moment, I heard a loud "boom" outside the door, and the originally intact gate collapsed, and when I looked at it again, Murong Fulong's robe was fluttering, and he was already standing high on the collapsed wooden door, and shouted with a sneer:

"Zhao Heng Xiao'er, don't you get out and die, do you think these forbidden troops of yours can stop me? Your ancestor Zhao Kuangyin was originally a general, but he rebelled and stole other people's thrones to win the world, and he was rebellious, today, let me end your Zhao family's little life!"

Zhao Heng and several concubines were still trembling under the bed, and they didn't dare to come out.

Murong Fu's ears moved, and he already knew where they were hiding! He was about to walk over and find out, when suddenly, a blue shadow moved in the corner of his eye, and an old eunuch drifted flat and appeared in sight.

Looking at the movements of the old eunuch when he appeared, it was obvious that his legs and feet did not move at all, but he appeared so quickly and so weirdly, Murong Fu couldn't help but be taken aback, and exclaimed: "Where did the dead eunuch come from, you have to protect Zhao Heng Xiao'er, but you have that ability." ”

When the eunuch usually served Zhao Heng, he had always been leaning over, but then he suddenly stood up straight, looked at Murong Fu contemptuously, and said in a girlish voice: "Yes, the mourning family is here to protect the emperor, bold Yan thief, do you think you can pass this pass of the mourning family......?"

The old eunuch dragged on for a long time, and after speaking, he saw that the silver between his fingers was beating, and several white and bright embroidery needles had appeared, and in the pinholes of the embroidery needles, there were still vermilion silk threads.

Murong Fu was taken aback again, and asked speculatively: "Embroidery needle, vermilion silk thread! You old eunuch is the ?...... who created the "Sunflower Treasure Book"" (to be continued.) )