Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

New Year's Eve? Little New Year?

Murong Fu woke up slowly and kept talking about two points in time.

Sure enough, it was exactly what he thought.

The Yuan army pretended to attack the Ming Dynasty, but the real intention was the Song Dynasty!

Unfortunately, I couldn't get any information about the Japanese military strength.

He clapped his hands and looked at the Tianji Stick subconsciously, but was shocked.

The stick grew to one foot eight, about the thickness of a child's fist.

This thing can indeed absorb spiritual power.

Murong Fu was overjoyed and finally knew how to use it.

After a few gestures, he put it on his waist and walked out.

Master, the young lady has come out and is taking a bath. A'Zhu reported.

Murong Fu Yixi was about to rush in and play with Wang Yuyan.

The system prompt suddenly came to mind.

Congratulations to the host for completing the mission, and the reward is Yufeng Shaoying.

Murong Fu was overjoyed. The system hadn't sent any reward for a long time, and he thought the other party was down.

Now that the rewards are being distributed, it is very likely that the corpse poison in Lang Xuici's body has completely disappeared.

Murong Fu focused his attention on Yu Feng Xingying again. Just from the name, he knew it was a piece on movement and martial arts.

Soon, the exercise information was digested.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised by the extremely fast method of controlling the wind, shape, and shadow.

When you practice to perfection, you can set off a circle of wind around your body and walk in the wind. People in the circle can't be seen by outsiders. After reaching the pinnacle, you can walk a hundred steps in the sky!

Hold the grass!

Wouldn't it be a flying person to walk a hundred steps in the sky?

In the martial arts world, he knows the Qinggong skills that can reach the sky, such as Wudang's Tiyunzong.

But this is probably the one that can walk in the sky.

Cousin, are you back?

Wang Yuyan heard movement outside the door and opened the door happily.

Sure enough, she met the lover she had longed for.

Murong Fu looked at his lovely wife with long hair like clouds and graceful appearance, just like a hibiscus in Luoshui River. He couldn't help but be a little crazy. He quickly stepped forward and criticized:

Yu Yan, why are you dressed... No, why did you come out just after taking a shower? How about you catching a cold?

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and almost said what was in his heart.

Cousin, I'm so weak as you said. Wang Yuyan pulled Murong Fu's smile and said.

Young Master, you must be confused. The weather won't get cooler until after the Double Ninth Festival. A'Zhu said with a smile.

Murong Fu patted his forehead and said, By the way, we will worship our ancestors again soon.

There are eleven days left. A'Zhu counted his fingers and said.

Haha, I will arrange for Brother Bao to make it more grand. Murong Fu estimated that with his current reputation, many branch families would come back to worship their ancestors.

Cousin, are you exhausted from your trip? Do you want to take a rest first? Wang Yuyan asked with concern.

Murong Fu raised his head and glanced at the bright sun in the sky, then slowly walked into the house with Wang Yuyan in his arms, and muttered: I will finish my meal in a while.

Cousin, what are you talking about? Wang Yuyan asked curiously.

Hehe, it's okay. My cousin has recently learned a new trick called Xishi Huansha. I'll teach you later. Murong Fu smiled faintly, gave a few instructions, and closed the door.

After a while, Wang Yuyan's scattered voice came from inside.

It's noon now...

night…

Cousin...what is Xishi Huansha?

…

Gusu City, inside Murong's old residence.

Qiudi, why are you back so soon?

Murong was mending flowers leisurely when a woman appeared behind him.

I heard that Murong Fu is very famous recently, so I came back to take a look. Murong Qiudi, who was also the Tianzun in Murong Fu's mouth, said.

Haha, I'm just a little kid. If my martial arts are higher, I'll think I'm invincible. Murong Zheng dismissed Gu Dao.

Dad, why don't you come with me? If he finds out that you are doing something wrong in the master's house, I'm afraid Murong Fu won't let you off lightly. Murong Qiudi said worriedly.

Huh, let's go?

Why should everything belonging to the Murong family be handed over to Murong Bo's descendants? Murong Zhengshuang said.

It's okay if you don't leave. I'll call all Tianzun's people here and help you take over the position of head of the family. Murong Qiudi said calmly.

Murong Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded: Murong Fu's power has grown too fast in recent years, so we might as well get rid of him.

Then let's set it on the Double Ninth Festival. Murong Qiudi asked.

Just decide!

Murong Zheng replied calmly, as if saying something insignificant.

From beginning to end, he never put down the flower trimming tools in his hands.

On the other side, Su Ying, Bao BuTong and others came to the isolation area to treat seriously ill patients.

I didn't expect your young master to know this kind of isolation method, which is really effective in preventing the chance of infection. Su Ying praised.

The girl is right, our young master's wisdom is as immeasurable as the vast ocean. Bao Tongtong said with a smile.

Su Ying shook her head and felt speechless. She brought the topic back to corpse poison and said seriously:

One of the weird things I noticed was that several of these seriously ill patients had recently been infected.

Miss Su, is there something wrong with this? Bao BuTong asked curiously.

No, of course it's not right. Didn't you say that the real culprit behind the scenes has been found? Su Ying asked back.

Yes, he was burned to ashes by Young Master, we all saw it. Bao BuTong said firmly.

Su Ying shook her head, pondered for a moment and said, But these new patients are obviously infected with the virus recently, and their onset rate is several times that of other people.

Bao BuTong asked in confusion: What does this mean?

It shows that there are still people spreading the news behind the scenes, and a new potion has been developed. Su Ying said solemnly.

When Bao BuTong and the others heard this, their expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

Murong Fu had already told them that Murong Jingyue might have other helpers, and now Su Ying's words seemed to confirm this.

No, I'm going to tell the young master now so that he can nip it in the bud. Bao BuTong told the others to take care of Su Ying while he headed towards Yanziwu.

When the sunset casts its afterglow, it shines in Taihu Lake, creating a brilliant red color.

Murong Fu patted the tired Wang Yuyan beside him and left alone when he saw that she was sleeping.

Master, Third Brother Bao is here. A'Zhu reported.

Brother Bao San must be craving for wine again, otherwise, he wouldn't have come at this time. Murong Fu chuckled.

A'Zhu shook his head and analyzed: It doesn't seem to be the case. Judging from his expression, there should be something urgent.

Um?

Murong Fu thought about how he had previously asked Bao BuTong to help Su Ying treat the corpse poison.

If something happens, it must be about corpse poison.

Let's go and have a look.

The two soon arrived at the hall and saw Bao BuTong pacing back and forth, seemingly thinking about something.

Brother Bao San, what is it that makes you so anxious? A'Zhu joked.

Bao Bubu disagreed that it was Murong Fu who had come, and said: Master, what you said may be true. There may be someone behind Murong Jingyue!