When the dead soul turned into stardust in the sky, Murphy woke up, and everything seemed like a dream just now. In front of them was the concerned faces of Wu Yue and the others, surrounded by tribal people who were kowtowing and bowing.

she is back. From then on, this was the place where she entrusted the rest of her life.

She reached out and touched the jade talisman on her neck. Although the jade talisman was still there, she knew that it had since become an ordinary jade ornament.

"Fu Tu..." Wu Yue squatted on Murphy, moving cautiously, as if he was afraid that if he touched it lightly, the person in his mind would turn into a cloud of smoke and disappear without a trace.

Murphy looked at him and said slowly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

She looked at the people around her again and repeated, "It's alright, don't worry about it."

Only then did a relieved expression appear on the faces of everyone, and the originally frowning brows relaxed.

Xi Su smiled and said, "I just thought that Futu would become an immortal."

Baozun nodded again and again, and the rest of the people also had lingering fears.

It was the first time they saw a vision like the one just now. A person suddenly sat still like a stone, standing still, with a faint light on his body, maybe it was the reflection of the sunset, and everyone was not sure, but at that moment, it seemed that he An uneasy feeling, almost for a moment thought the person in front of me was leaving...

Murphy turned to see the people who were still kneeling on the ground. Originally, they were kneeling soldiers who had passed away, but now they bowed their heads to her.

She said, "You don't have to kowtow to me, I'm just an ordinary person, and I deserve it."

Elder Canlo said respectfully: "Lord Walker purifies the souls of the dead, so that they can rest in peace, they deserve our kneel."

"They are all warriors who fought for their homeland and deserve to rest in peace. This is your sincere consolation, not mine." It was a jade talisman that rescued them, and he was at most a ferryman.

After everyone listened, they bowed again, and they stopped talking about what happened just now.

Elder Canlo led the crowd to get up, took a few steps forward, and saluted, "Sir, I'm waiting for something."

"Please say."

"Before the action, the fifteen tribes of the grassland had decided that no matter what the outcome was, they hoped to become a citizen of the state of Sao, and always be the king of Sao."

Mo Fei was not surprised, since Wu Yue decided to deal with the Fierce Eagle Clan, this grassland was destined to be his possession, but he didn't expect that the tribe would take the initiative to pledge allegiance.

Elder Kanluo said again: "I believe that the King Soo who can be assisted by Lord Walker must be a wise monarch of a generation. With his leadership, the grasslands will definitely go to glory. This is the common petition of my fifteen tribes.

Murphy looked at Wu Yue, who nodded to her.

"The tribe's sons are all warriors. It is a blessing for the country to have you all." Mo Fei said slowly, "But you don't need to come down to complete your petitions. This person by my side is the master of the country."

Everyone in the tribe was surprised when they heard the words. Although they knew that Wu Yue must have an honorable status, they did not know how honorable it was. His bravery is obvious to all. Prairie men admire brave people the most, and the king in front of them convinces them.

Wu Yue said: "The State of Sang accepts the support of you and others. From then on, this grassland will be blessed by the State of Sang, united as one, and share weal and woe."

"Unite as one, share weal and woe." Thousands cheered at the same time, their voices echoing over the vast grassland.

Wu Yue looked at Futu sitting beside him, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. The person in front of him really brought him too many surprises.

Compared to the joy of Wu Yue and the others, Xi Su had a complicated expression. He looked at Fu Tu's profile, his fingers moved slightly, and in the end he just sighed.

You have already missed it from the beginning, where do you have any chance of winning? But to give up, he couldn't do it.

At this time, another group of people came over, and they knelt down on one knee to Murphy and Wu Yue.

One of them said: "We are from the barbarian land. From the moment we walked out of the mountains, we decided to follow the Master Walker. Even if we were only a small servant, we would not regret it."

"It turns out that you are warriors from the savage land. Here, Futu would like to thank you all for coming to rescue. Futu is ashamed, causing many brothers to sacrifice in other places."

"You don't have to feel guilty. What you have done for us is enough for us to die willingly."

"Yes, the plague in my village was solved by the adults and Doctor Baozun."

"There was also the mudslide that swept the village down. It took a few pilgrims a day and a night to dig us out of the soil one by one. Although only a few dozen people survived, this kind of great kindness will never be forgotten."

"...I accidentally fell off a cliff and broke both legs when I was on a long journey. When I was dying of starvation, I was fortunate to meet an adult, and was rescued by Doctor Baozun. …”

"and……"

Everyone counted the kindness they had, and all of them showed gratitude on their faces.

A lot of things, Murphy himself can't remember very much. Unexpectedly, in just over a year, he has done so much. Some of them are just trivial things in her opinion, but they have accumulated rich rewards unknowingly. This kind of gratitude is inexorable, and she doesn't know if she is qualified to carry them.

"Sir, please accept us!" The first man said again, "Although we are vulgar, we can bear hardships and stand hard work, and we have no complaints or regrets."

Murphy said, "Have you made up your mind? If you follow me, you may not only gain power and wealth, but also lose your life."

The dozens of people looked at each other and smiled: "Before we came, we put our life and death aside."

"Well, you will be followers of Futu from now on." There were thirty-four people in total, the youngest were only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest was only forty. They are ragged and rough skinned. Most of them are mountain hunters or brave countrymen. At first glance, they look like a group of refugees, but they share a common dedication and enthusiasm, which is what Murphy values ​​most.

Thirty-four people happily bowed down to Murphy.

Wu Yue and others were puzzled, why did Mo insist on accepting such a group of mountain villagers? I don't know big characters, and I'm not skilled in martial arts. I'm afraid I'm more decent than them if I just pull a strong man in the city of Souguo. If it was just to thank them, wouldn't it be enough to send some money to let them return to their hometown?

At this time, no one knew that Murphy had already made a suitable arrangement for them...

After all the dust settled, Wu Yue carried Murphy into the tent, Baozun and Yuchu followed and prepared to change Murphy's dressing. Before Yu Ling left, she obviously did not heal her foot injury.

Xi Su also followed.

"Aren't you going to leave?" Wu Yue carefully put Murphy down, then turned to look at Xi Su coldly.

Xi Su smiled and said, "I have to go, but before this time, why don't we talk about Jing Guoren Fengcheng."

At this time, the troops of Soo and Qing were still facing off on both sides of Renfeng.

"What do you want to talk about?" Wu Yue lifted his cloak and sat beside Murphy.

Xi Su also sat down and said eloquently: "Jingguo is already in the possession of the two countries of Qingqing, but both countries have paid a huge price for this. , how about calling Jin and withdrawing troops?"

Wu Yue sneered: "In the beginning, you were the first to provoke this king in the Qing Kingdom, and now this king will stop after a few words?"

Xi Su shook his head and said with a chuckle, "King Rong Zhen's statement is really biased. He did count on your country, but why didn't your honor count on our Qing country? It's just fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps."

"Let's leave this aside, but you, Xi Su, have offended Futu many times, and this account book king cannot be counted."

Xi Su narrowed his eyes: "How does King Rong Zhen want to calculate it?"

Wu Yue picked up the long knife at his waist and said, "Fight with this king, it doesn't matter if you live or die."

Xi Su stared at Wu Yue closely, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He knew that his force was not as good as Wu Yue, but being challenged like this made him feel a little unwilling.

And Wu Yueze couldn't bear what this man did, and he never wanted to let this opportunity go.

A surging murderous aura gradually filled the two men who refused to give in to each other, like the confrontation between ice and fire, which seemed to break out at any time. The oppressive atmosphere made Baozun and Yuchu in the tent breathless, and their faces began to turn pale.

"Okay, isn't it enough?" Murphy's voice suddenly came, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

She said indifferently: "The people who died outside are fighting for their homes, what are you fighting for?

Xi Su smiled, half-drooping his eyelids.

Wu Yue looked at Murphy, his hand holding the knife did not relax.

Mo Fei put his hand on the back of Wu Yue's hand and said, "My lord, Fu Tu thinks that Xi Su's proposal is very good. Both the two countries have been fighting for years, and their vitality has been severely damaged. With this opportunity for peace talks, why do you have to fight to the death? Why not attack? After Xia Renfeng, he will demarcate its territory, divide it and govern it."

Wu Yue felt the temperature on Mo Fei's hand, and the murderous aura on his body gradually faded. He said slowly, "This king does not object to the peace talks, but Xisu has hurt you many times. This king cannot let you be humiliated in vain."

Murphy said, "If you kill Xi Su, how will the peace talks go on? It's just a quick success."

Wu Yue was silent. He naturally knew the status of Xi Su in the Qing Kingdom. He was a man who could influence King Qing's decision-making, just like Futu was to him.

"Fu Tu really makes sense." Xi Su smiled.

Mo Fei glanced at him lightly: "Futu is insignificant compared to state affairs, but personally, I have limited goodwill towards you."

Xi Su was very depressed.

Wu Yue was in a clear mood, and decisively no longer entangled in the issue of whether to kill Qi Su or not.

He said, "Xi Su, this king is willing to negotiate peacefully. I wonder if you are sure of persuading King Qing?"

"Naturally."

"Then let's not mention other things for the time being. Let's study the terms of the peace talks between the two parties." As he spoke, Wu Yue held Murphy's hand on the back of his hand just now. The latter tried to withdraw it several times without success. Murphy's face was paralyzed, and because he didn't want to interfere with their conversation, he didn't struggle anymore.

Seeing this, Xi Su gritted his teeth in his heart, but his face was still smiling and easy-going, but he did not give in when negotiating with Wu Yue, and he would fight for every inch of land.

Baozun and Yuchu took a peek at the three and wisely chose to downplay their existence.

The conversation between the two continued until late into the night, when someone outside called them to dinner.

This short two-hour meeting was the predecessor of the "Renfenghui Alliance" shortly after, which directly affected the political pattern of the next fifty years. The two leading powers started from this, and each moved towards a prosperous and prosperous country. The road to glory...

After the meal, everyone who was exhausted went to rest early, except for the whirring of the wind and the intermittent whispers on the grassland.

After Murphy finished washing up under Yu Chu's service, he stayed in the tent alone and massaged his legs.

The nails on the soles of the feet were just stab wounds, but the burning pain was unbearable. She did not dare to touch the wound directly, and could only massage her calves and ankles.

At this time, the sound of the tent being opened came from the door, and Murphy said without raising his head: "Yu Chu, you don't have to take care of me all night, you can go and rest."

The person who came didn't answer, just stepped to her side, a huge shadow shrouded her whole body.

Murphy looked up, it turned out to be Wu Yue.

"My lord, it's so late, why don't you go to rest?"

Wu Yue didn't answer, just sat beside her, grabbed one of her feet, and said softly, "What a serious injury, how did you endure such pain?"

"Maybe God is helping me." Murphy joked.

Wu Yue raised his head and said with a solemn face: "Sometimes this king thinks that you came from the sky, and I don't know when you will return to the sky."

"My lord is worrying too much." Mo Fei said softly, "Since he chooses to stay, Futu will not leave easily unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless the lord forces Futu away."

"How can this king force..." Wu Yue's words were suddenly interrupted in the middle, he looked at Mo Fei with piercing eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Mo Fei lowered his eyes: "The lord's love for Futu, Futu can only be repaid in a lifetime, but it does not include Futu's... um."

The words disappeared between his lips and teeth, Wu Yue suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his lips fiercely.

A fiery breath permeated between the two, and the familiar touch was maddening.

Wu Yue loosened slightly, pecked a few times, and said hoarsely, "You always have to make the relationship between this king and you so clear."

"I'm not sure, I'm afraid there will be resentment in the future."

"No, this king will never hurt you." Wu Yue's lips brushed his forehead, eyelids, nose tip, and then to his lips, "This king wants you to become a state scholar under one person and above ten thousand people, and also I want you to be my dearest person."

"My lord is too greedy."

"This king is very greedy. If I don't completely take you under my wing, this king will never feel at ease. No one has ever made this king so anxious, so Futu, you can't stay out of it."

"If Fu Tu has always been unwilling to give up the dignity of men, will the lord be willing to give anything and everything regardless of Fu Tu's wishes like now?"

Mo Fei was pressed under Wu Yue's body, his hands were restrained, and he could only let him kiss himself.

"Maybe." Wu Yue licked/licked his earlobe, and said in a low voice, "This king will make you familiar with this king's touch. Starting today, this king will allow you to resist, but will not allow you to flee without a fight."

Murphy was stunned, a little dumbfounded.

"Fu Tu, let go of those concerns, don't you think you are slowly accepting this king?"

do you accept? Murphy didn't know that she had always been helpless when it came to feelings, and her true gender was also a test. What she really cares about is not to be Wuyue's person, but to be Wuyue's "female" person. Wu Yue's feelings for her actually transcended gender. Even if she was honest, he probably wouldn't be angry, and it was more likely that he would marry him immediately.

This situation was not what she wanted.

"What are you thinking?" Wu Yue looked at Murphy quietly.

Murphy said: "You said, you want me to become a national scholar under one person and more than ten thousand people?"

"Of course, you have this qualification."

"Then please remember today's words, Futu will become a first-class national scholar in the future. Whether or not... whether there are other entanglements with the Lord, the Lord cannot shake the status of Futu Nationalist."

Wu Yue is a little strange, Fu Tu has never been a person who values ​​power, so what is the meaning of what he said?

Murphy said again: "Besides, Futu doesn't need any other titles, or...names. Can the lord give Futu this promise?"

Wu Yue looked at him fixedly, and his mind turned round and round, it was really difficult to guess what he was thinking. But Futu's sentence "regardless of whether there are other entanglements" seems to imply that he is ready to become his person in the future?

Wu Yue couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, he nodded cautiously, "This king promises you, and will never shake your position as a scholar."

Futu, can't run away again, he will be his!

"Please don't forget, lord, you have broken your promise once. If you break your promise again, Futu will die in front of you immediately."

The author has something to say: Yousang, why doesn't God give me a pair of hardworking hands...