Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu nodded and agreed with this method.

He appreciated Duan Lang's carefulness and wisdom, and he could see Duan Lang's loyalty and responsibility to him.

Duan Lang bowed deeply and said, "Sir, the letter has been sent. Nie Feng will come tonight."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and expressed satisfaction with Duan Lang: "Well done, Duan Lang."

"In this way, Nie Feng can arrive tonight."

"We have a lot to prepare for."

"Of course, sir."

Duan Lang responded respectfully, and then began to tidy up the table, getting ready for the next preparations.

Duan Lang glanced out the window to make sure that the white pigeon had flown out of sight, then turned to Murong Fu and said, "This homing pigeon was actually raised privately by Nie Feng and I. It is very confidential."

"Except for me and him, even the tyrants of the Tianxiahui don't know of its existence."

After hearing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but raise his brows slightly. He expressed his appreciation for Duan Lang's smart move.

This cautious approach ensures the security of information and eliminates the risk of detection by enemies.

He nodded with satisfaction, showing a satisfied look.

“Very good, Duanlang.

You and Nie Feng are very thoughtful. "

Murong Fu's tone was full of approval.

Duanlang bowed and said, "Young master, you are so grateful."

Murong Fu asked again: "So, how long will it take for this letter to be delivered to Nie Feng?"

Duanlang thought for a moment and replied: "With the speed of a flying pigeon, we should be able to arrive before tonight."

Hearing this, Murong Fu's face suddenly showed a look of satisfaction.

He nodded slightly, feeling that this meticulous preparation added a lot of security to their next plan.

"Very well, the secrecy of the homing pigeons will be very useful to us."

Murong Fu picked up the tea cup on the table, gently blew the steam on the tea surface, and then drank the tea in one breath.

Duanlang began to clean up the four treasures of the study on the table, putting the ink block, inkstone and brush back to their original places one by one.

He secretly thought that this time things must be done impeccably.

Soon, it was late at night, and the starry night sky shed a faint light, making the inn room quiet and warm.

Murong Fu was lying on the wooden bed, and the blue satin sheets were slightly glowing with the moonlight.

His eyelids were closed tightly, as if he was immersed in endless darkness, looking for peace in his heart.

In the corner of the room, Duan Lang was sitting at a low table, the lit candle reflecting his focused face, holding a book in his hand, as if he was looking for answers or questions in his heart.

Late at night, Murong Fu was lying on the wooden bed, the blue satin sheets slightly glowing with the moonlight.

His eyelids were closed tightly, as if he was immersed in endless darkness, looking for peace in his heart.

In the corner of the room, Duan Lang was sitting at a low table, the lit candle reflecting his focused face, holding a book in his hand, as if he was looking for answers or questions in his heart.

Suddenly, a series of knocks on the door broke the silence in the room.

Duan Lang put down the book in his hand, stood up, walked to the door, and carefully opened the lock of the door.

Standing outside the door was Nie Feng, with a trace of doubt in his brows, but more of an expectation.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he felt a fresh medicinal fragrance wafting into his nostrils, making him feel relaxed and happy.

"Duanlang, Master Murong called me here for something?" Nie Feng asked curiously.

At this time, Murong Fu had opened his eyes and sat up. His eyes instantly fell on the white jade boxes on the table, and then looked at Nie Feng.

"Nie Feng, you came just in time."

Murong Fu pointed to the white jade box on the table.

Duanlang smiled and explained: "This is the Duanlang bone paste that Young Master just made, which is used to treat severe fractures and trauma.

The young master wants to discuss something with you. "

Nie Feng's eyes became deeper. He did not speak, but there was a trace of attention in his expression.

Murong Fu took a deep look at Nie Feng, and then continued: "I plan to promote these intermittent bone pastes in Wushuang City with your help.

This will not only bring more resources to the city, but also help us build more connections. "

Nie Feng was speechless. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, indicating that he understood Murong Fu's intention.

And soon.

Nie Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes paused on the white jade box for a moment, and then turned to Murong Fu.

With curiosity and expectation, he asked: "Mr. Murong, what is the specific purpose of these bone-joining pastes?"

Murong Fu nodded slowly, with a faint smile on his face and a hint of mystery in his eyes.

Duan Lang couldn't help but interjected: "Brother Nie Feng, Duan Duan Bone Ointment is a miraculous medicine that can heal trauma. Even if the hand is broken, as long as a sufficient amount is used, the hand can grow back."

After hearing these words, Nie Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Duan Lang in disbelief.

There was a shock in his heart. The miraculous effect of this drug was beyond his imagination.

Murong Fu felt the doubts and surprise in Nie Feng's eyes, smiled softly, then stood up and walked to the table, gently opening the lid of a white jade box with his hand.

The paste in the box emits a faint green light and looks like a pearl.

"This, this is really an incredible effect."

Nie Feng's voice trembled slightly, unable to conceal his inner shock.

Murong Fu smiled calmly, with confidence in his expression: "That's the fact, the Broken Bone Ointment is indeed extraordinary.

I plan to open a chain of drug stores all over the world, mainly selling this miracle medicine, so as to establish my own network of relationships in this world. "

Although Nie Feng was shocked, he quickly regained his composure and nodded: "Since Mr. Murong has this plan, I will do my best to complete it.

This is also a way for us to accumulate resources for our revenge plan. "

Murong Fu nodded in approval, satisfied with Nie Feng's loyalty and determination.

“This plan is full of challenges, but I believe you will do a great job.

During this process, it is important to keep a low profile and not let Xiong Ba and others notice. "

Murong Fu's tone was firm and encouraging.

Nie Feng and Duan Lang nodded in unison. They understood Murong Fu's intention and the importance of this plan.

Nie Feng's eyes wandered between the white jade box and the broken bone ointment, hesitating for a moment.

Deep down, however, he knew that this was a rare opportunity to not only verify the efficacy of the drug, but also to protect himself from harm if necessary.

Finally, he made up his mind.

"Duan Lang, can you help me?" Nie Feng looked at Duan Lang sitting at the table, his voice slightly pleading.