Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Thin Toutuo originally wanted to break in, but when he thought of Murong Fu's terrifying strength, he had to hold back forcibly, and said angrily, "Junior Sister, what are you doing, why don't you open the door soon? If I'm discovered, you'll have a hard time too." !"

He didn't dare to get angry with Murong again, so he could only vent his anger on Mao Dongzhu with a threatening tone.

He didn't know that Mao Dongzhu in the room was extremely shy and irritated at the moment, his body was tense and trembling, his pants were half wet, but his head was held tightly by another man.

"Swallow it, this thing is good for you." Murong Fu growled and said.

And Mao Dongzhu's eyes rolled white, her face flushed, almost suffocating, even if Murong Fu didn't say anything, she would swallow instinctively.

"Junior Sister, if you don't open the door, I'm going to break in..." Thin Toutuo roared again from outside the room.

Mao Dongzhu coughed a few times, regained his composure, and gave Murong Fu a faint look.

"Go and open the door." Murong Fu tidied up his clothes and said calmly.

Mao Dongzhu stood up and staggered towards the door.

"What are you yelling about? This is the Palace of Compassion and Peace, and no one will intrude. What should you do if you call people here?" Mao Dongzhu cursed at Thin Toutuo as soon as he opened the door.

Don't look at Thin Toutuo yelling fiercely outside, but as soon as he saw Mao Dongzhu, he froze like a mouse seeing a cat, and murmured, "I'm not worried about being seen."

Immediately, a pair of small eyes looked Mao Dongzhu up and down a few times, then glanced at Murong Fu who was meditating and adjusting his breath, and asked in a low voice, "Junior Sister, you and Young Master..."

"What about my son and me?" Mao Dongzhu glared at him and said in a low voice, "I begged you all night before he agreed to save me. Don't mess with me!"

"Begged all night..." Thin Toutuo murmured, and couldn't help blurting out, "How did you beg?"

"What did you ask for? Of course I begged on my knees..." Seeing that Thin Toutuo became suspicious, Mao Dongzhu couldn't help but feel a little guilty, afraid that he would notice his strangeness, so he hurriedly turned and walked into the house. .m.

However, she had been kneeling for several hours, and her legs and feet were sore and numb. She still hadn't recovered from the numbness. After walking two steps, she staggered and fell down.

Thin Toutuo was shocked, and hurried forward to help her.

Mao Dongzhu was also taken aback, and flicked Thin Toutuo's hand away, "Don't touch me..."

Struggling to stand up again, but seeing Thin Toutuo's inexplicable expression, she explained again, "You must not lose your courtesy in front of the young master."

As he spoke, he pulled a pair of trousers up to his knees, revealing a patch of bluish-red skin, "You still think I'm lying to you."

When Thin Toutuo saw that there was really an injury on Naqi's knee, he immediately showed distressed expression, all doubts in his heart disappeared, and he smiled coyly, "It's my fault, it's my fault, huh? Junior sister, what is that on your lips?"

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I found a silver thread on the corner of Mao Dongzhu's mouth.

Mao Dongzhu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was ashamed in his heart, but his face remained calm, he gently stretched out his tongue, licked away the silver thread, gave him a blank look, and said with some embarrassment, "I fell asleep just now. moment."

Thin Toutuo didn't suspect him, but seeing Mao Dongzhu's crystal white face and sparkling eyes at this moment, he couldn't help but feel agitated. After all, he hadn't touched this charming woman for a long time. Entering, fulfilling a long-cherished wish, unexpectedly Murong Fu came suddenly.

Thinking of this, he was a little discouraged, Murong Fu was still in the room, he didn't seem to have any plans to leave, so he immediately asked, "Junior Sister, what's the matter with your body?"

Mao Dongzhu shook his head and said simply, "Young master only said that he has a way to cure me, but he didn't say how to cure me. I don't know what kind of poison I have."

"Then why not..." Thin Toutuo wanted to ask why he died now, but he swallowed it halfway through the sentence. Once he said this, he might offend Murong Fu again, so he might as well not ask.

Mao Dongzhu couldn't see his careful thinking, but she didn't mean to explain, and she didn't know what the price Murong Fu said was, in case he wanted her body...

With a thought in mind, he glanced at Murong Fu indistinctly, and then said to Thin Toutuo, "Senior brother, should you leave the palace first? I have an ominous premonition that you won't be able to stay here for long."

Thin Toutuo was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head like a rattle, "No, senior brother has long decided to live and die with junior sister, how could he leave you at this time."

Mao Dongzhu's heart warmed slightly, he felt a little guilty for no reason, and remained silent.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost noon, Murong Fu suddenly opened his eyes, he has not been idle for half a day, he has been practicing Taixuan Sutra.

When he was on the island of Xia Ke, he only refined the Taixuan Sutra, but it was just a beginner. I remember that Wu Yazi once said that because of the Beiming Divine Art, his martial arts could not reach the power of Dacheng or even Perfection, unless he could This can only be achieved by finding a martial art, combining all mental methods into one, and thoroughly smelting them into one furnace.

At first Murong Fu thought that if there is such a martial art in the world, it must be the Taixuan Jing, but now it seems that it is not enough to practice the Taixuan Jing alone, at least one must practice the Taixuan Jing to a great degree, maybe it can be achieved at this point.

Of course, now that I have learned the Taixuan Jing, some martial arts, such as the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Divine Art, can already exert great power.

As soon as Murong Fu woke up, Mao Dongzhu and Thin Toutuo got up immediately and came to Murong Fu.

"It's almost time, I will detoxify you now." Murong Fu's gaze passed over Thin Toutuo and landed on Mao Dongzhu.

Mao Dongzhu's face was slightly happy, and Yingying bowed down, "Thank you, my lord."

Thin Toutuo followed suit, "Thank you, Young Master."

Murong Fu glanced at Thin Toutuo, "Shoutoutuo."

"Subordinates are here."

"The detoxification process can't be disturbed. Just go outside the Compassionate Ning Palace and keep an eye on it. Even if you reveal your identity, no one is allowed to come in."

"Ah!" Thin Toutuo was a little surprised. For some reason, he felt a little reluctant to let the two of them be alone. After hesitating for a while, he said, "My lord, it's easy to be discovered outside and attract Qing soldiers. Can this subordinate stay in this room?" I will protect the Dharma for you, if someone really comes, the subordinates will go out and stop it soon."

Mao Dongzhu saw that Murong Fu's face had darkened, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Thin Toutuo's clothes, "Go out as soon as you are told, my lord, why are you talking so much nonsense."

Thin Toutuo still wanted to refute a few words, but Murong Fuhu said with a smile, "It's not impossible, it's just that my family's unique learning has never been allowed to be seen by people other than Murong's family."

Thin Toutuo looked at Murong Fu's spring-like smile for no reason, and felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't let outsiders see it, wouldn't it mean that if he saw it, he would be silenced?

Hastily cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate... this subordinate will go outside and guard."

As soon as Thin Toutuo left, Murong Fu looked at Mao Dongzhu, "You take a bath first, then go to the clothes, and wait for me on the bed."

"Ah!" Mao Dongzhu's delicate body trembled slightly, her expression was both puzzled and shy, but she was not too surprised. She had planned for the worst before, but she never thought that Murong Fu would really like her. The body and the heart are both secretly happy, but also complicated and unspeakable.

"Don't get me wrong." Murong Fu said indifferently, "I have a technique of dual cultivation, which can detoxify and heal wounds. I don't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

It is true that the technique of dual cultivation can heal wounds, but it does not have detoxification effect. Murong Fu is just trying to cover up that his blood essence has detoxification effect.

After Mao Dongzhu listened to it, she felt a little better. Since it was for detoxification, I had no choice but to feel a little self-pity. Yes, I am nothing more than a broken flower and a broken willow, martial arts with the appearance of a son. , how could he fall in love with a girl like me...

"Remember, don't mention this matter to others, especially Jianning. If I remember correctly, you should belong to Jianning..."

"Stop talking!" Mao Dongzhu was so ashamed when she heard Jianning, she begged hurriedly.

She didn't know it, but Murong Fu brought it up on purpose, and immediately smiled, "Okay, you can go take a bath first."

"Yes!" Mao Dongzhu nodded. Although she had already bathed once in the morning, she did not dare to refuse Murong Fu's request, so she went out immediately. At this moment, she could not call the maid into the room to bathe her, so she had no choice but to come Went to the bathing pool of the Compassionate Palace.

About half an hour later, Mao Dongzhu returned to the house, took a look at Murong Fu who was still meditating on the spot, walked to the bed, but felt a little embarrassed, and did not make a move for a long time.

"It's almost half past noon, what are you doing so slowly?" Murong Fu urged dissatisfied.

"Yes!" Mao Dongzhu replied, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to untie his clothes.

"Trouble!" Murong Fu murmured, his figure swayed, he was already sitting on the bed, then he flicked his fingers, a force hit his chest, his clothes instantly shattered into pieces, his greasy white body was completely exposed.

His "undressing skill" can be said to be extraordinary attainments, he has been able to make the clothes shredded without any damage, it is really amazing.

"Let's have some appetizers first." Murong Fu stared at Mao Dongzhu's delicate red lips, and laughed.

Mao Dongzhu knew it, and thought, anyway, it was not the first time, and his own life still depended on him, so he should rely on him for everything.

In fact, even though she thought so, she still couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart.

Outside the house, in an inconspicuous corner, Thin Toutuo, who was originally hiding here, stared at the room where Mao Dongzhu was with his eyes wide open at this moment, feeling faintly in his heart that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Not long after, Murong Fu in the room had already pressed Mao Dongzhu under him, and the originally extremely hard sandalwood bed made a rhythmic "creaking" sound, as if it might fall apart at any time.

As for Mao Dongzhu, he also made some strange sounds, sometimes weeping like complaining, sometimes joyful, continuous and charming.

I don't know how much time passed, Murong Fu let out a low growl, Mao Dongzhu's body trembled wildly, followed by a burst of strange red light, the red light spread rapidly, and within a short while, it had spread all over the body.

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