Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

He knew that Wu Yazi was now exhausted and had no way to save himself. It is not the wishful thinking of some people that they can cure Wu Yazi by getting some magic medicine like "Black Jade Intermittent Cream".

A person who should have died thirty years ago has persisted for thirty years with his profound skills. This can be said to be a miracle.

"Life and death have destiny, and it is beyond human power. Even immortal figures like my master Xiaoyaozi will inevitably return to dust in the end. I have lived for ninety and three years, which is considered a long life in the world. There is nothing to regret. If there is, it would be that I was unable to see my Yuyan child’s wedding day. Let me regard this skill as a little bit of my grandfather’s thoughts!”

Wu Yazi smiled calmly.

"Grandpa, I don't want to learn martial arts, and I don't want your skills. Can you stay with us? Cousin and Mr. Su will definitely have a way to cure you! When you get better, we will go back to Suzhou together. You can also Haven’t you met grandma yet? How about our family being reunited?"

Wang Yuyan burst into tears. Her father had passed away since she could remember it. She only had her mother as a relative in Mantuo Villa. The rest are those fierce women and maids. Now that she finally had such a kind and kind grandfather, after several months of getting along with her, she realized the rare family affection. How could she be willing to watch him leave?

"Silly boy, grandpa has run out of gas. Nothing can be cured by medicine or stone."

Wu Yazi looked calm. After comforting his granddaughter, he said to Murong Fu: "Reinstate your position. After I leave, take good care of Yu Yan."

"Yuyan is my future wife, and I will naturally treat her well. Master, please rest assured."

After saying that, Murong Fu seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated for a while and asked Wu Yazi: "If in the future, the disciple meets two masters and uncles, does the master have anything to say to them?"

This uncle and uncle were naturally referring to Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui. This question made Wu Ya suddenly fall into silence for a long time.

Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, Murong Fu secretly regretted his reckless behavior, but still waited quietly for Wu Yazi's answer.

As for why I ask this question, maybe I simply feel unworthy for the two peerless masters who have been trapped in love all their lives.

Wu Yazi thought for a while and said to Murong Fu: "Come here, I will tell you and keep it in your heart. If you have the chance to see them in the future, just tell them."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then he walked to Wu Yazi's side. Wu Yazi transmitted the sound into the secret, whispered a few words into Murong Fu's ears, and then said loudly:

"Okay, I've told you everything that needs to be said. Whether you can hold on to your position as the head of Xiaoyao Sect in the hands of me, a pair of senior sisters, depends on your ability, little guy! Oh, by the way, I forgot. Let me tell you, there are many beauties in my senior sister’s Vulture Palace, so don’t be dazzled by them when the time comes!”

After Wu Yazi said this, he glanced at Murong Fu and then at Wang Yuyan, with a hint of a treacherous smile on his face.

Murong Fu secretly said, "No," and hurriedly looked back at Wang Yuyan, and saw that the little beauty's pretty face was covered with frost.

"Damn old man, you didn't forget to trick me before you left!"

Murong Fu cursed secretly in his mind.

Seeing Murong Fu's eager look when coaxing Wang Yuyan, Wu Yazi looked up to the sky and laughed. The sad atmosphere was diluted a lot because of this little episode.

"Okay, it's almost time, don't delay. Xinghe, you and Fu Guan go out first, while Yu Yan stays."

Wu Yazi took back the smile on his face and said solemnly.

Murong Fu knew that the last moment had arrived.

He took a deep look at the old man in front of him and saluted him with the most solemn etiquette: "Master, the kindness of being reborn is difficult to repay in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will still be your disciple and serve you as a filial piety."

The old man in front of me can be said to have been a benefactor to me. Without him, I would still be a second-rate master who is not worthy of the name. All the status I have today comes from this old man in front of me.

"Hey, come on, I may not have such a beautiful granddaughter to marry you in the next life!"

Wu Yazi smiled and diluted the sad atmosphere. After being silent for a while, he said, "Murong Fu, thank you."

This was the first time Wu Yazi called his apprentice by his real name after taking Murong Fu into his disciple.

"Okay, let's go out, let's go out, don't cry in despair, let's go, let's go!"

With tears in her eyes, Wu Yazi looked at this, then that, and finally looked away and looked up at the ceiling.

Su Xinghe and Murong Fu retreated silently.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Wu Yazi sighed: "Yuyan, come to grandpa!"

Wang Yuyan timidly agreed: "Yes", moved her steps gently, and came to Wu Yazi.

Wu Yazi stretched out two fingers and put them on Wang Yuyanhao's wrist. After a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Well, not bad, in just a few months, Xiao Wuxiang Kung and Beiming Shen Kung have already begun. Got a glimpse of the secret!"

Wu Yazi laughed loudly: "Okay, okay! My child, grandpa will give you a generous dowry today, so that you and my apprentice will become a couple of gods and goddesses who will live together for a hundred years!"

Wu Yazi's figure suddenly stood up, and he did a somersault in mid-air. The square scarf on his head had already flown into the corner of the room. He put his left foot on the roof beam and fell down on his head and feet, just in time. The top of Wang Yuyan's head.

"Yu Yan, hold your breath and concentrate, grandpa will pass on his skills to you!"

Wang Yuyan was slightly panicked at first, but after hearing what her grandfather said, she felt relieved and concentrated on the feeling. I felt a thin wisp of hot air rushing into my forehead from the "Baihui Point" on the top of my head. I felt dizzy for a moment. I had to concentrate for a few breaths before I could calm down.

In an instant, countless illusions flashed through Wang Yuyan's mind, one moment like soaring clouds and mist, flying in the sky, the other moment like diving into the blue sea to explore the waves and playing with whales and chubs. For a moment, it felt like I was back when I was a child, looking forward to my cousin coming to see me at Mantuo Villa.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yuyan recovered from the illusion, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Wu Yazi slumped aside. His originally gray beard and hair were as white as silver threads, and his handsome face, which was originally only slightly wrinkled, was as white as a century-old tree. The bark of trees and ravines are intertwined, and the originally strong and long breath has become like a candle in the wind, intermittent.

"Grandpa!"

Although she had been mentally prepared, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw her loved ones like this.

"Good boy, don't cry. Grandpa has passed on all his seventy years of martial arts to you. You have to be good in the future. If that kid Murong Fu dares to bully you, you can beat him with the martial arts that grandpa taught you!"

The separation between life and death only lasted a moment. Wu Yazi couldn't bear the sadness of his granddaughter and made a joke.

"Grandpa!"

Wu Yazi smiled and closed his eyes, seemingly falling asleep.