Murong Fu Dongfangqing

The water is beautiful, the eyebrows are clear, and the eyebrows are far away. When I return, I lean on the small window pavilion.

Looking at the Central Plains, if Jinling is said to be the place where people are most likely to be addicted to luxury and luxury, then Jiangnan is a place where people are most likely to be comfortable and comfortable with the status quo.

At this time, on a forest path near Gusu Yanziwu, a rather luxurious carriage was slowly moving forward.

There was a man and a woman sitting in the car, the woman was delicate and beautiful, as delicate as a flower, she frequently opened the curtains and looked out, her face was uncertain.

The other man was lying leisurely on a reclining chair, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he was taking a nap, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a faint air of suffocation around the man.

These two are naturally Murong Fu and Huo Qingtong who have been on their way for more than half a month.

Along the way, Huo Qingtong sometimes admired the beautiful scenery of the Central Plains, and sometimes thought of his father and sister who were far away on the grassland, and felt sad in his heart.

And Murong Fu has been practicing the marrow washing sutra to heal his wounds. I don't know if I don't know it. I was shocked. It turned out that at Wan'an Temple that night, his muscles were almost crushed, and even his bones were cracked in several places. Later, he left countless hidden wounds, if not for the miraculous effect of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, his journey of martial arts would have stopped here for life.

As for the "Jiuyang Huajing Pill" that Baimei gave, Murong Fu had already taken it impatiently. What made him want to scold his mother was that the pill had no effect on him, but the one given by Kong Wen The "Yi Jin Pill" that he somewhat despises is very helpful for the cultivation of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow.

"The old man with white eyebrows gave me fake medicine, the Shaolin monk is honest!" Every time he thinks of the so-called "Nine Yang Huajing Pill", Murong Fu will gnash his teeth and curse secretly.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

If Bai Mei was here, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot. You must know that the "Jiuyang Huajing Pill" is indeed a rare elixir of pure internal strength in the world. If it flows out of the world, it will definitely cause a bloodbath. no,

It's just that Murong Fu's internal energy is already very pure and deep, which is rare in the world, so the power of the elixir will naturally not be able to be brought into play. As for the aftermath of the Beiming Divine Art, it is not something that Jiuyang Huajing Pill can solve at all.

"Huh", Murong Fu exhaled a long breath, opened his eyes, his eyes flashed brightly, his eyes were fixed, and the space around his body began to "hum".

"Huh," Huo Qingtong turned around, a look of surprise flashed across his face, "Why did you wake up early today?"

The aura around Murong Fu's body slowed down, and then disappeared without a trace, turning into a weak scholar.

He didn't answer Huo Qingtong's words, but rolled up his sleeves, carefully observed his arms, and said in amazement, "This marrow washing sutra has such an effect, I don't know what it will be like if you improve it a little bit miraculous effect!"

But seeing that the skin on his arm is as white and tender as a baby, spotless, if you stare at it closely, you will feel a dazzling feeling, as if it is wrapped in a layer of transparent things.

But no matter how Murong Fu moved his arm, he didn't feel any discomfort, and the power contained in it was so great that he was confident that even if he lost all his internal power, with this power, he could defeat ordinary first-class experts.

Seeing that Murong Fu's skin is so good, Huo Qingtong felt a little uneasy for no reason, and hummed softly: "You are a big man, but your skin is like a girl's, so you are not ashamed."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then he smirked, "Madam is jealous?"

"Bah!" Huo Qingtong spat coquettishly, "Who is your wife!"

Although she approves of Murong Fu, she is extremely thin-skinned, even the word "husband" is only called out at specific times.

Murong Fu smiled without saying a word, but his eyes became darker. At first he really thought that the marrow washing sutra was just a way to strengthen the body, but after several severe physical injuries, he practiced the marrow washing sutra, but it became more and more serious. He found that this kung fu is extraordinary, and even among the kung fu he knows so far, there is no one that can compare with it.

This made Murong Fu couldn't help but think of that mysterious fat monk in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple back then. Such miraculous martial arts was easily given to him because of a dish. If there is no reason for this, it is probably impossible.

After thinking for a while, Murong Fu shook his head with a headache, so he couldn't think of anything, so he secretly decided in his heart to avoid that monk as much as possible in the future.

In addition, although his condition had returned to its heyday, he was not happy at all, because just now when he visited his dantian, he found that those small particles entrenched in his dantian had a tendency to grow stronger.

"Woo! Young Master, we are here!" At this moment, the sound of the driver stopping the car came from outside the car.

Murong Fu got out of the carriage, looked around, saw the blue waves rippling on the Taihu Lake, the mist was hazy, it was like a fairyland outside the world, quiet and natural, quiet and comfortable.

But immediately he frowned slightly, glanced around, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Little Wang Si sees you, sir, please board the boat!" A young man by the pier hurried over to greet him.

After Murong Fu looked at it for a while, he looked away, nodded slightly, and boarded the boat to Swallow Pier with Huo Qingtong.

"Why, you seem a little nervous?" On the boat, Murong Fu turned to Huo Qingtong and asked.

The closer he got to Yanziwu, the faster Huo Qingtong's heart beat.

"No...it's nothing!" Huo Qingtong blushed slightly, and replied mutteringly.

After thinking for a while, Murong Fu understood, and shook Huo Qingtong's hand, "What are you afraid of, the ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws sooner or later!"

"Who... who wants to see your in-laws!" Huo Qingtong patted Murong Fu's chest lightly, blushing angrily.

Murong Fu laughed and said nothing.

Not long after, Shenhezhuang was already in the distance, and a dense crowd had gathered on the shore, looking out.

Murong Fu was overjoyed, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, jumped up suddenly, and flew over.

Huo Qingtong behind him opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Young master is back!"

"Young master! You are finally back!"

As soon as Murong Fu landed, Ting Feng turned into a gust of fragrant wind and rushed into Murong Fu's arms.

The other girls, Murongxue, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, etc. moved their footsteps, but they endured it, and there was already a slight chill in their eyes when they looked at Tingfeng.

Ting Feng shivered, and immediately remembered something was wrong, and instinctively retracted.

But Murong Fu stretched out his hand and hugged his soft and boneless slender waist into his arms, "Haha, you girl, let me see if you have grown up again!"

Although Ting Feng was used to being intimate with Murong Fu, but he had never been so breath-adjusted by him in front of everyone, his face flushed immediately, and he buried his head in Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu raised his head and looked around, good guy, it's really lively, besides Murong Xue, Wang Yuyan and other girls, the four big officials Deng Baichuan, Gongyegan, Bao Budong and Feng Bo'e were all there, Murong Fu was quite surprised Surprisingly, the aunt who never set foot in Shenhe Village was there.

"During my absence, everyone has worked hard!" Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Since you're fine, I'll go back!" Li Qingluo said lightly, then looked at Wang Yuyan again, "Yan'er, let's go!"

"Mother..." Wang Yuyan called out tenderly, obviously unwilling to go with Li Qingluo.

"Hmph, you don't want to leave yet, what are you doing here!" Li Qingluo's face turned cold, and she shouted sternly.

Although she scolded Wang Yuyan, anyone with a discerning eye could clearly hear that she was complaining about Murong Fu.

Murong Fu blushed slightly, let go of listening to the wind, stepped forward and saluted, "Since aunt is here, why don't you stay for a few days, nephew has never had a chance to be filial to aunt!"

"Hmph, no need!" Li Qingluo snorted coldly, then cast a glance at Wang Yuyan, and left in a huff.

"My lord, you are finally back. If you don't come back, the Murong family might be in chaos!" Deng Baichuan suddenly said something that made Murong Fu stunned.

Only then did he notice that the faces of the four great ministers, Murong Xue and the other women were all very ugly, and they were not even the slightest bit happy about his return.

Murong Xue suddenly raised her eyes to look behind Murong Fu, snorted softly, turned and left.

A'Zhu rolled her big dark eyes, blinked at Murong Fu, then followed Murong Xue away.

"Abi!" Seeing that Abi was about to leave, Murong Fu hastily called to her.

"Ah! Master, what's the matter?" Abi replied.

"Tell me, did something serious happen to Murong's family? Why is it that I'm not in a good mood when I look at you all?" Murong Fu's face also became gloomy.

"Little maid...little maid," Abi murmured for a while, "little maid doesn't know anything, you should ask Miss Xue'er!"

After finishing speaking, he retreated behind the four daughters of Lian Xing.

Murong Fu glanced at Lian Xing's four daughters, the meaning was self-evident.

But to Murong Fu's surprise, Lian Xing looked at Deng Baichuan, but he hesitated to speak.

Murong Fu swept across the crowd slowly, his expression became cloudy and uncertain.

"Cousin, let's go back and talk about something!" Seeing the solemn atmosphere, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but stepped forward and took Murong Fu's arm and said.

Murong Fu nodded slightly, and said to the four great ministers: "Okay, I will give you a little time, so that you can think about it, and come to the underground palace to see me in half an hour!"

"Yes!" The four great ministers responded and retreated.

"Hey, is this the 'Nan Murong' who is said to have seen the head and tail of the dragon?" Suddenly a delicate woman's voice came, but her tone was a bit unflattering, "I thought she had superhuman strength, and she didn't like it. But a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth, although they look better, I don't know if they are silver pewter gun heads?"

A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, he turned his head to look, but couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he saw a girl standing under a flower tree not far away, wearing a purple shirt, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with big dark eyes Yo-yo, with an obedient look on his face.

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