Zhao Min was startled, and looked back quickly, and saw an old monk with eyes like copper bells, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You... who are you?"

The old monk asked, "I haven't asked you yet, but you actually asked me?"

"This temple is closed, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Mingang wanted to find an excuse to fool the other party.

Who knew that another voice broke in.

"Brother, what are you talking about with this little girl, take it back and talk about it?" Then another fierce monk with square head and big ears came out.

The old monk nodded, and reached out a finger to instantly hit Zhao Min's numb point.

Zhao Min was suddenly startled, and said angrily:

"I am the county master of Yuanguo, believe it or not if you dare to arrest me, someone will come and kill you tomorrow!"

The old monk said disdainfully:

"Hmph, this is the Song country, what's so great about the county master of the Yuan country."

"It's a big deal, I and my younger brother, just go back to the Qing Kingdom."

Zhao Min felt a chill in his heart and secretly said that the two monks in front of him were very likely spies from other countries.

He has suffered an innocent disaster and became a scapegoat.

Don't wait for her to think about what to say.

He was already carried on his shoulders by the later fierce monk and walked towards the cave where he had escaped earlier.

The next day, early in the morning.

Murong Fu slowly got off Zhao Fujin's bed.

After, yesterday's toss.

The Di Ji beside her has completely become her own woman.

how to say?

As the first beauty in the Song Dynasty, there can only be one word to describe her.

Very moist!

"Fu Lang, why don't you sleep?" Zhao Fujin asked, opening his tired eyes.

Murong Fu patted the other person's buttocks and said, "Today, I made an agreement with Wan'er that I will go to Jianguo Temple to repay my vows."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Zhao Fujin asked gently.

Murong Fu smiled: "Can you still stand up?"

When Zhao Fujin heard this, he felt a tearing pain somewhere.

The delicate little face instantly turned red into an apple, and she lowered her head and said shyly, "Then...then pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, by the way, I'll let Yuyan stay with you." Murong Fu smiled.

Zhao Fujin said happily, "Thank you husband."

Murong Fu smiled, put on his clothes and walked outside the palace.

He can now be counted as a celebrity in Song Kingdom.

The guards guarding the palace gate were even more excited to see him than to see Zhao Huan.

"I have seen King Yan, King Yan is blessed and safe, and I will show the prestige of our country!"

"I have seen King Yan, King Yan is blessed and safe, and I will show the prestige of our country!"

…

Murong Fu smiled, finally realizing what it was like to be a star.

Unexpectedly, these lovely people respected themselves so much.

"Haha, brothers, you are welcome, you have worked hard."

"King Yan worked hard!"

Murong Fu walked out of the palace happily, Mu Wanqing was waiting for her not far away.

"Wan'er." Murong Fu smiled.

At this moment, a group of Yuan Ren rushed towards the palace.

The headed man, who looked like a young master, was ruthlessly attracted to Murong Fu, and scolded in his mouth:

"Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way."

"Um?"

Murong Fu's face sank, he was clearly standing by the side, and he didn't block the other party's path at all, this person was clearly looking for trouble!

"Where did the dog thing come from, barking in front of this king?"

"What kind of king are you?" The young master stopped and looked at Murong Fu.

And the followers behind him, after seeing Murong Fu's face clearly.

All of them showed fearful faces, lying beside the son's ear and said:

"Little Wangye, this person must not be messed with, he is Murong Fu!"

"What, he is Murong Fu who defeated the national teacher?"

The little prince is also Zha Ya Du, his aura dissipated in an instant, and he also faintly showed fear.

He entered the palace because Zhao Min had not returned since yesterday.

I wanted Zhao Huan to send troops to look for it, but seeing Murong Fu and Mu Wanqing's loving appearance, I couldn't help but eat it.

I didn't expect to meet Murong Fu.

"That's right, little prince."

Zha Ya duly calmed himself down, turned his head and left with a cold "hum".

Murong Fu, what kind of temper, can be used to the other party, ready to stop the other party and teach him a lesson.

"King Yan, please wait."

Then a female voice from behind stopped him.

Murong Fu looked back, a beautiful woman in a wheelchair was pushed towards him by a strong man, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"Relentless at the next six doors."

"In the next six doors iron hand."

"I have seen King Yan!"

The two clasped their fists and saluted Murong Fu.

"Heartless? Iron hands? Four famous arrests?" Murong Fu wondered why these two stopped him?

"Hehe, King Yan, please listen to the explanation below." He said ruthlessly.

Murong Fu looked at Zha Yadu who was far away, and said indifferently, "Everyone is gone, do you like to talk or not?"

Ruthlessly, he said: "Last night, Zhao Min County Master left the embassy and didn't return overnight for unknown reasons. It is very likely that there was an accident."

"Zhao Min is gone?" Murong Fu smiled: "If she dies, my Song Kingdom will have one less enemy."

He said ruthlessly and lightly: "King Yan is telling the truth, but the Yuanren County Master had an accident in Songdu."

"I'm afraid, the most humiliating thing is Your Majesty."

Murong Fu nodded, that was indeed the case.

However, this matter has nothing to do with him, he waved his hand and said, "Then you should check it out, this king is gone."

Saying that, he pulled Mu Wanqing away and slowly disappeared in front of the ruthless and iron hand.

"This King Yan doesn't seem to like Princess Zhao Min very much." Tie Shou said.

"King Yan and the Yuan people have fought several times, and the impetus behind this is the Princess Zhao Min." He shook his head ruthlessly, watching Murong Fu leave indifferently.

"Fu Lang, then the Princess Zhao Min is gone, nothing will happen, right?" Mu Wanqing asked with concern.

Murong Fu shook his head, Song Du was about to lose his guarantee, and Zhao Min lost it or not.

The only pity is that there is one less beauty in this world.

While talking, the two walked towards Jianguo Temple.

"Fu Lang, the incense of Jianguo Temple is really prosperous. Father Wang said that it is more powerful than their Tianlong Temple in Dali." Mu Wanqing held Murong Fu's hand and said.

"Hehe, how many people are there in Dali?" Murong Fu laughed.

"Yes, it's still my Fulang who is very powerful. He defeated the Golden Wheel Dharma King with the peak of the master and became famous in all countries." Mu Wanqing said proudly.

Murong Fu laughed "haha", scratched the tip of Mu Wanqing's nose, and said, "It's still thanks to me, Wan'er, pray for me."

"Hehe, I said last time that as long as you can win, Fulang, I will pay homage to all the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas here." Mu Wanqing smiled.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. There were dozens of halls in this Jianguo Temple.

Worship all once, don’t you have to pray until it’s dark? Whispered:

"Wan'er, let's worship a few halls, let's forget the small halls."

"No, King Father told me that talking to the Bodhisattva must be counted, or the Bodhisattva will be punished if he gets angry." Mu Wanqing said very seriously.

Murong Fu shook his head, knowing that Mu Wanqing's personality was like this, so he didn't say more, and said fondly, "Okay, I'll accompany you."