Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Come out."

Jiang Zian, Bao Budong and the others seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and they came out and stood on one side, bowed and congratulated, "Congratulations, my lord (master), for killing the enemy."

"Take the knife back to Mrs. Yinmeng, and pick a good place to bury the body." Murong Fu dragged the Tianji Stick and walked slowly towards Gusu City.

You have to ask him why he likes to drag the stick.

There is no other word for him - handsome!

In front of the old house, before Murong Fu stepped in, Wang Yuyan came out with A'Zhu and A'Bi, and asked gently: "You're back, cousin."

Murong Fu raised his head to look up, and there was inevitably a tinge of warmth in his heart.

A man is working hard outside, and all he wants when he returns home is this peace.

It's nice to have a cousin!

"came back."

"Cousin, I have ordered someone to boil hot water for you, you can take a good bath later." Wang Yuyan took Murong Fu's hand and walked into the mansion.

"Hehe, the whole body is covered in ashes after fighting." Murong Fu smiled triumphantly.

"My lord, you are the best. Madam said you will definitely win." Abi said happily while standing aside.

Murong Fu nodded: "It's natural."

The women brought Murong Fu back to the house, washed and massaged him and gave him a full set of massage to make him feel comfortable.

Outside the city, Bao BuTong and Jiang Zian stared at Hua Cuo's body, and remained silent for a long time in shock.

"To what extent the master's strength has reached, all the bones in his body have been shattered."

"If it is combined with Dou Zhan Xing Yi, there will be no one in the Grand Master's territory to be the opponent of the Young Master."

After finishing speaking, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with brilliance.

The 27-year-old Grand Master is still number one.

I'm afraid, no one dares to believe it!

"I'll go and take his saber back to Mrs. Yinmeng." Jiang Zian said.

"Well, let's go." Bao differently nodded: "I'll go find that alcoholic Lai Wenjun, and choose a good place for him to be buried, so that he can find a good family in the next life."

"Haha, let's go together!"

"Go together, haha!"

...

Inside Murong's old house.

Jiang Zian came to Huajing Yinmeng's courtyard and said respectfully, "Mrs. Yinmeng, the master asked me to bring you something."

"come in."

After a long time, Huajing Yinmeng opened the door and walked to the courtyard. When he saw the precious sword in Jiang Zian's hand, his heart suddenly became clear.

"Madam, the master asked me to give you this knife." Jiang Zian handed the wrong knife to the other party.

Huajing Yinmeng took a deep breath, took the knife in his hand and gently touched the blade, a tear fell gently on the knife, as if lost in memory.

Seeing this, Jiang Zian stood quietly by the side without making a sound.

After a long time, Huajing Yinmeng handed the sword back to Jiang Zian: "Help me bury this sword with him."

"As ordered!"

Jiang Zian didn't have any extra nonsense, picked up the knife and left.

Huajing Yinmeng looked at the back of the other party leaving, sighed heavily, and then went back to the room to rest.

At night, she was alone, looking at the stars in the sky.

Thinking of the previous time, I felt a little melancholy.

Suddenly, a big hand was placed on her shoulder.

"I'm still sad, I haven't even eaten."

Huajing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes because of his dream, and pulled the owner of the big hand closer to him.

"Well, a little bit."

Murong Fu said: "I'm sorry, I was too nervous at that time, I couldn't keep my hands."

Huajing shook his head because of his dream, and hugged Murong Fu's body tightly:

"If he comes to kill you, he is ready to be killed. Moreover, I am your woman now, so I naturally hope you win."

Murong Fu smiled, embraced Huajing Yinmeng's body, and said:

"I asked my servants to stew some bird's nest for you. You can eat as much as you want, otherwise, tomorrow you will follow me to worship your ancestors with your name and strength."

Huajing was taken aback by the dream, and asked, "You don't blame me for being sorry for his death?"

"Hehe, of course it's not strange, if you don't shed a single tear, that would be a very terrible thing." Murong Fu replied indifferently.

Besides, how could he care about a dead man.

Hua Jing was very happy and moved by the dream, and hugged Murong Fu quietly.

After a long time, he said two words: "Thank you."

"Hehe, you and I are husband and wife, so of course you don't have to be polite."

As Murong Fu said, he hooked his fingers not far away, and the servant brought over a bowl of bird's nest without hesitation: "Hey, eat some."

Huajing Yinmeng nodded and didn't refuse any more. He opened his mouth and said coquettishly:

"Ah~"

"feed me."

While talking, she still didn't forget to stick out her little tongue.

Murong Fu shook his head, took the bird's nest and fed Huajing Yinmeng spoonful by spoonful, and sighed: