Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

[Qizhen Pavilion] In the private room on the third floor, Murong Fu held Miao Yi Bodhisattva tightly in his arms and began to explore bit by bit with his spiritual energy.

He still didn't understand why she fainted so suddenly without any warning.

There wasn't even a single scratch on his body, and everything that happened was so inexplicable.

Just now, after Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva fell into coma, he flew directly back to the private room.

But as soon as they entered, those people who were originally surrounding the fourth floor walked back to their original places one by one.

What's even more terrifying is that their body shape, position, behavior, and demeanor are all exactly the same as before.

It was as if time had stood still and these people had never left.

Under Murong Fu's probing gaze, Fang Zisheng walked down the stairs unhurriedly, with a handful of wooden fish in his hand.

The sound of knocking was crisp and dull, with a hint of murderous intent.

As the voice slowly echoed, everyone began to change little by little.

Fang Zisheng had an evil smile on his face, and with a bit of unwillingness on his face, he walked into the private room where Murong Fu was.

At this time, Murong Fu had already been one step ahead of him and fell on a chair nearby, pretending to be unconscious.

The moment he closed his eyes, he could clearly feel that there was a figure standing in front of him, smelling of incense with every breath.

Fang Zisheng's voice was sharp, spiritual energy was injected into Murong Fu's body bit by bit, and his eyes were dark and fierce.

"I want to see if the person with double dantian is actually you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of spiritual energy burst out from Murong Fu's body and hit Fang Zisheng's chest.

Fang Zisheng's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his exploring aura, and quickly retreated.

However, Murong Fu couldn't let him go, so he secretly controlled the spiritual energy and hit him hard.

"Puff!" With a sound, Fang Zisheng was hit hard, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he viciously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He really didn't expect that the strength of Murong Fu in front of him was so terrifying that even he couldn't spy on it.

After a period of confusion and hesitation, Fang Zisheng finally gave up prying again, walked to a corner in the private room, and collapsed.

The corners of Murong Fu's lips were slightly raised, with a hint of ridicule: Ha!

You still want to spy on me, and you don’t even think about how much you weigh!

At this time, everyone in the [Qizhen Pavilion] had begun to slowly wake up, and the place once again returned to a lively scene.

The guards and maids also walked back and forth throughout the auction without any abnormalities.

They seemed to have no memory of what happened just now, and they were still chatting among themselves.

"Haha, this [Jiulong Soup] is indeed well-deserved. Now the spiritual energy in my body is constantly washing through my meridians. I feel that I am only one step away from promotion."

"I feel the same way as my brother, I'm really lucky today!"

"Hahaha, it's a worthwhile trip..."

At this moment, Fang Zisheng and Zhuge Qingyun stood aside with the same expressions as usual.

They looked at the heavy-faced Murong Fu and the unconscious Miaoyi Bodhisattva, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

The spiritual energy injected into the body of Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva seemed to be lost in the sea, without any response.

At this time, Zhuge Qingyun also faintly noticed something was wrong: "What on earth is going on?"

"Why did Miaoyi Bodhisattva faint in the blink of an eye?"

"She is..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zisheng felt guilty and quickly answered: "Could it be that she was too tired these past few days and just fell asleep."

Murong Fu glanced at him with cold eyes, which made Fang Zisheng break into cold sweat.

He couldn't help but think to himself: Could it be that he had missed a flaw somewhere?

However, this idea was instantly rejected by him, and he once again showed a harmless smile.

Absolutely impossible!

He is very confident in the [Jiulong Soup] he refined, and no one can resist the effect of the medicine.

Besides, Murong Fu saw it with his own eyes and drank it without dropping a drop. There would be absolutely no mistakes.

Thinking of this, Fang Zisheng's last bit of guilty conscience disappeared without a trace, and he looked straight at Murong Fu.

He said with an innocent smile: "Mr. Murong, what's wrong with you?"

Facing him, Murong Fu felt a little scary for a while.

This person was really hiding too deeply in front of him.

If he hadn't discovered the abnormality long ago, and his body was invulnerable to all poisons, he would have escaped their control.

Otherwise, even if I rack my brains, I will never suspect him.

When Murong Fu recalled everything the two brothers had done, he felt chills running down his spine, and his eyes slowly showed murderous intent.

Although, he still doesn't know exactly what the two brothers are doing.

But what is certain is that Fang Zisheng must be here for him, otherwise it would be impossible to go to all the trouble to contact him.

He calmed down, suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and said slowly: "It's okay, I just feel a little heavy in my head, as if I've been in a coma."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zisheng's expression changed slightly, but he continued calmly:

"I think it must be that you and Wanjia have spent too much energy. Rest more and you will recover."

"It is said that the second half of the auction..."

With just a few words, he cleverly inserted the topic.

Murong Fu nodded and his eyes fell on the unconscious Miao Yi Bodhisattva again. He always felt that he had overlooked something.

"Ding ding ding!"

With a crisp sound, He Bing led some people onto the White Jade Terrace again, his smile still as bright and bright as before.

"Dear guests, thank you for your hard work!"

"Now, we will start the second half of our auction" M.biQUpai.

"First of all, let me introduce to you. The auction items include [Jade Faced Fox Inner Pill] [Purple Yin Hundred Turns Pill] [Saint Girl Sword Manual]..."

After another series of lengthy introductions, the first lot of the second half was officially unveiled.

With everyone's amazed and passionate gazes, the bidding was as fierce as before.

"I'll pay five million!"

"Six million spiritual stones!"

"Ten million spiritual stones..."

However, Murong Fu had no thoughts at all now and went to watch the auction below. All his thoughts fell on the Bodhisattva Miaoyi.

All the methods he had tried could not wake her up, not even the slightest sign of waking up.

Zhuge Qingyun on the side didn't take it seriously at first, but seeing Murong Fu's anxious look, he also had a bad feeling in his heart.