Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

"Jianghu Baixiaosheng?"

Duan Yanqing read this nickname that he had never heard before.

"How's it going? Do you think it's particularly powerful? Did you take a breath of cold air? Let me say this again: The Murong family's information is so terrifying?"

Duan Yanqing looked at Murong Fu, who was winking and dancing in front of him, with one hand on his forehead and a complicated look in his eyes: He was really deceived by lard just now, and he would actually regard such a bastard as the incarnation of a god or Buddha.

I really want to put a shoe print on this face, but I can’t.

Duan Yanqing really didn't want to admit that his hope for a new life was given to him by such a loser. He took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down, and replied: "What Bai Xiaosheng, it sounds like he is just a spy, it's so ugly! "

Murong Fu's smile froze on his face, and he said with a look of sadness and anger: "How can it be so unpleasant! If you don't know how to chat, you will have no friends, hey!"

"Well, it's not unpleasant to hear. One day you set up a fortune-telling stall, just use this as your guise, and I will definitely take care of your business!"

Duan Yanqing sneered, feeling proud in his heart: You and your wife have plotted against me so many times, and I finally got the chance to make you feel uncomfortable, hahaha.

After he said this, Murong Fu didn't answer. He lowered his head and stroked his chin as if in deep thought.

"what happened?"

Duan Yanqing said doubtfully.

Murong Fu slowly raised his head, looked into Duan Yanqing's eyes, and said with a serious face: "Old Duan, I thought about it. Setting up a fortune-telling stall may be a sunrise industry worth trying. Do you think you and Ye Erniang are doing this? Is it a ready-made spokesperson? When the time comes, we will cooperate and the money we earn will be divided into 70/30, 70% for me and 30% for you. Let’s make it bigger and stronger together and create greater glory!”

Duan Yanqing:

Sure enough, when I first saw this guy in the ruined temple, I should have asked Er Niang to sew his mouth shut!

After some jokes and endless conversations, the haze in Duan Yanqing's heart completely dissipated. In other words, both of them tacitly chose to believe in each other's honesty.

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will hold your son in my hands and use this to blackmail you into obeying my orders?"

Duan Yanqing looked at Murong Fu as if he were a fool: "You can't do such a thing."

Murong Fu thought to himself: That's true, but what's going on with your eyes? You must be thinking of something bad! There is nothing nice to say about specifying!

Facing the rising sun, the two people who were supposed to have sympathy for each other both completed their redemption and ushered in a new life. The glow stretched the two figures, one tall and one short.

Duan Yanqing: "Last question!"

Murong Fu: "Why do you have so many questions? One hundred thousand why?"

Duan Yanqing: "."

"Why do you want to help me?"

"Because I am a good person and you are an evil person. The responsibility of a good person is to make there fewer and fewer evil people in the world. As long as evil people stop doing evil, won't the world be peaceful?"

"childish!"

"Shameless old thief, you have bullied me too much! Do you dare to stand up, let's make gestures!"

"."

After chatting for a while, Duan Yanqing stood up with two canes and said, "It's time for me to go."

"Where are you going? Have lunch before leaving. How about staying for a few days?"

Murong Fu tried to persuade him.

Duan Yanqing shook his head and said: "After all, I am still focused on the reputation of the evil person. Staying with you for a long time will affect your reputation in the future. Besides, your aunt is Duan Zhengchun's old lover. I almost killed them last night. Two lives. It’s not convenient to stay here.”

Murong Fu was about to say a few words like "caring for the disabled" to lighten the atmosphere, but he swallowed the words as they reached his lips.

Yes, they say that you can put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. But how could the people who died under the butcher's knife let him let go so easily?

Suddenly, Murong Fu thought of something: "In that case, I will give you another big gift, do you want it?"

Duan Yanqing turned around and asked Murong Fu with his eyes.

"I'll give you a pair of legs, do you want them?"

Murong Fu smiled.

Duan Yanqing was so smart that he immediately understood what the other party meant: "You mean, you have a way to heal my legs?"

Duan Yanqing's biggest regret in his life was not that he lost the throne of Dali, but that his legs were disabled, which resulted in a blocked way to practice martial arts. He could not practice the authentic family martial arts, so he had to find another way and choose the evil heretic martial arts.

If Murong Fu saved his soul by telling him the whereabouts of his son, then if he could restore his legs, it would save his body!

Duan Yanqing threw away the crutches with a "pop", and fell to his knees: "If Brother Murong has a way to cure Duan Yanqing's legs, from now on Brother Murong will only ask for anything, Duan Yanqing will be devastated, and he will never regret it!"

"You're here again. This leg of yours can be treated. But you wait a few days and I will discuss the treatment plan with my junior brother and nephew."

Seeing the ecstatic expression on Duan Yanqing's face when he left, Murong Fu felt that he had solved a big cause and effect again.

"Duan Zhengchun, Duan Zhengchun, I have helped you a lot. You will have to thank me very much in the future!"

Murong Fu smiled.

During the years when Wu Yazi was paralyzed, Su Xinghe collected countless miraculous medicines in an attempt to cure Wu Yazi's injuries. However, Wu Yazi was seriously injured. Not only were his meridians and joints severed, but there was still residual poison in his body. He was the type that Hua Tuo could not save even in his next life.

But in the exchange with Duan Yanqing just now, Murong Fu explored the other party's meridians and found that the damage was not as serious as imagined. I think the main reason is that age has aggravated the injury. It is much better than Yu Daiyan, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, who had his muscles and joints broken by powerful Vajra fingers.

Using Black Jade Intermittent Cream might actually be able to heal Duan Yanqing's legs.

With Duan Yanqing's martial arts talent, if his leg injury is cured, his martial arts will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. Not only can he catch up with Qiao Feng, it should not be difficult to catch up with old monks Ku Rong and Xuan Ci.

And with Duan Yanqing's nature of repaying kindness, if he helped him so much, there would be good results in the future.

Doing good deeds and building up character comes quickly. What do you mean, Murong Bo, you do bad things all day long?

At this time, in a certain inn in Gusu City.

Murong Bo took off his night disguise, locked himself in the room and vomited blood.

In the battle last night, it seemed that he had an advantage, but in fact, when he faced off against Murong Fu's Tianshan Six Yang Palm, he had already been penetrated into his body by the other party's two secret energies, Yin and Yang. It was precisely because of this that he was eager to escape, otherwise he might be seriously injured this time.

But even so, this time it will take at least three months of meditation to recover, which means that he will not be able to walk around in the world for at least three months.

"You little beast, you are so vicious!"

Murong Bo said bitterly.