Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

When Murong Fu got up the next day, he felt a strange smell in the air. If it were in his previous life, he would definitely be able to distinguish it, but it had been more than ten years and he no longer felt it.

When he looked again, he found that his clothes had been taken off. He thought that Azhu and Abi had changed his clothes. But what surprised Murong Fu was that even his inner clothes were changed.

Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh: "Hehehe! What an evil feudal society. These two little girls are only seven or eight years old, and they have to change their underwear for a man like me."

Murong Fu suppressed his strangeness and thought back to the dream he had last night. He could not help but secretly warn himself that it was his aunt, and there was no Duan Zhengchun at the moment. His aunt was also a pitiful person, how could she be so despicable and vulgar.

When he went to look for the Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine, Yin Yang Chapter, Earth Chapter, he found that it had disappeared just like the Human Chapter. Murong Fu hurriedly checked his internal strength, but found that his internal strength had changed a lot.

Murong Fu was shocked. It turned out that his internal force was in the form of true qi, and it moved with his qi. It turned out that Murong Fu's internal qi was full, and all the meridians in his body were nourished by the internal qi. However, at this time, his qi was very little, and it was still empty.

Murong Fu hurriedly checked carefully. In the past, careful checking was just a feeling of luck, but now, with Murong Fu's efforts, a wonderful scene appeared. It seemed that he could see the eight extraordinary meridians in his body, and all the acupoints appeared in his mind. Murong Fu had mastered the inner vision that only existed in fantasy.

He carefully searched for his internal energy again, but found that the little internal energy he had was slowly turning into a liquid. Murong Fu was confused and jumped into the courtyard.

Murong Fu mobilized the fluid in his meridians and used another unique skill of Gusu Murong's family, the Sanhe Finger. Then a beam of white light came out, like a bullet, smashing the big tree in the courtyard.

He used it repeatedly, turning into a 'Gatling'! This, this is already the top fighting power in the martial arts world, Murong Fu stared at his masterpiece in amazement, and it took a long time for him to recover.

Murong Fu's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. Hmm? Could it be that the consumption was so great? Looking at the true fluid in his body, it didn't decrease much. Although Murong Fu was very confused, the joy of his greatly increased power made him put aside his doubts at this time.

At this time, Li Qingluo was sleeping in the house. She told the servants that it rained last night and she had been taking care of Wang Yun for several days, so she caught a cold and felt sleepy and weak.

At noon, when Li Qingluo arrived at the courtyard, she saw that Murong Fu had already arrived at the Wang mansion and was already combing Wang Yun's meridians.

Looking at the pale Wang Yun and the heroic Murong Fu behind him, Li Qingluo couldn't help but blush.

Thinking back to last night, she finally took Wang Yun's divorce letter, and she couldn't bear to see Wang Yun's last hope shattered. She sighed silently, everyone has their own destiny, and doing things just seeks peace of mind.

Not knowing what she was thinking of, Li Qingluo spat and said, "Evil creature!", and her face blushed with shame.

In the courtyard, Murong Fu and Wang Yun were sitting idly, drinking tea, when they heard Murong Fu say:

"Uncle, I wrote a new lyric!"

"Last night the rain was light and the wind was strong, I could not sleep off the hangover, I asked the person rolling up the curtains, but he said the crabapple tree was still the same.

Do you know, do you know?

It should be green, red and thin. "

"Good poem! Fu'er's artistic conception is really well written! But who is the curtain-puller in your poem!?" Wang Yun's eyes lit up when he heard Murong Fu's poem. His nephew was truly a genius, and his laziness was evident in his words.

After hearing what her uncle said, Ah Zhu was about to cry: "No, you are just talking nonsense!"

Murong Fu's poem is very good and will surely spread all over the world, but the person who draws the curtain is myself. If it gets to the outside world, I will be the person who draws the curtain who does not understand romance.

Murong Fu burst into laughter. Ah Zhu was so cute. After coaxing her for a long time, he told Ah Zhu that the curtain-puller was just an image in the poem and was not a specific person.

Finally, he promised to take her and Ah Bi to the market to play. Looking at Ah Zhu with tears in her eyes, Murong Fu was full of pity. He just wanted Ah Zhu to live happily, not to know her life experience and die for that Zhengchun.

"The rain is sparse and the wind is strong~" Li Qingluo thought that this poem was very good, but when she heard Murong Fu talking about last night, her legs became weak and her face became hot.

But the little thief looked over and said, "Aunt, are you feeling better? I heard from my uncle that you caught a cold last night. Your face is so red, I'm afraid you have a fever~"

Li Qingluo felt uneasy, but when she heard the word "fever", she felt that Murong Fu was humiliating her.

Li Qingluo's expression changed, she turned around and left.

Murong Fu was a little embarrassed. No one expected that his aunt would be angry because of his concern. Could it be that Duan Zhengchun was about to appear, so there was a destiny in the dark, so she didn't like him.

Wang Yun naturally knew what was going on, but he couldn't say it out loud. It would be best if Murong Fu didn't know. It would be even more embarrassing if he knew!