Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

"Okay!"

Song Qinzong Zhao Huan got up and shouted loudly, he didn't know what a grandmaster was.

But he knew that Murong Fu had won!

Song Guo's face was saved, his emperor was wise and wise!

The previous elite soldiers let out a really deafening roar, as if they had been waiting for hundreds of years at this moment.

"General Murong, raise the prestige of our country!"

"General Murong, raise the prestige of our country!"

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People in the Song Dynasty martial arts also expressed their sincere admiration.

"Nan Murong is really powerful, I'm afraid it's hard to have a rival in the same session."

"Is it possible that the Song Kingdom is about to rise?"

"Haha, I'm afraid the Southern Martial Arts is going to be better than others this time!"

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In the field, only Yuan Ren became silent.

Zhao Min's expression was so ugly that she couldn't understand how King Jinlun lost!

"Dou Zhuan Xing Mo! It is Dou Zhuan Xing Mo!" Luzhangke said solemnly.

"That's right, senior brother is right, this kid Murong Fu is ruthless enough to risk his life!" He Biweng agreed.

Zhao Min was puzzled and asked, "Please explain the two teachers more clearly."

Luzhangke pondered for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly:

"From the very beginning, Murong Fu used the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Gong to fight against the national teacher."

"As for the subsequent consumption of weapons, no matter how dangerous it is, I have never used Murong's Douzhuanxingzhuo."

"The purpose is to make us instinctively think that Douzhuanxingyi is useless to the Great Master."

Hebiweng nodded and continued:

"After that, I deliberately created a desperate situation and asked the national teacher to use all his strength."

"He is betting his life to fight back!"

"It can be said that he was there from start to finish, planning the final blow!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the analysis of Luzhangke and Hebiweng.

ruthless!

Too cruel!

Take your life to gamble a game you shouldn't have won.

"Actually, with Murong Fu's strength, even if he can't defeat Falun Dafa King Jinlun, he won't die."

"It can only be said that this kid is too extreme, I would rather die than lose!" Ling Luoshi, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but say.

"Reward, give me a big reward!" Zhao Huan ordered.

A **** held a decree that had already been drawn up.

He slowly opened his mouth and read: "The envoy of Murong Jiedu, who has won a great victory in the competition with the two countries, specially appointed King Yan to command the Pingjiang Mansion, I am here!"

Although the purpose is short, it has a deep meaning.

Murong Fu wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Cousin, how are you, can you still move?" Wang Yuyan hurried to Murong Fu's side and asked with concern.

"Hehe, the meridians are completely torn, and the five internal organs are also injured to varying degrees."

"I'm afraid, if you don't rest for three or five years, it will be difficult to raise it back." Murong Fu said weakly.

At this time, Zhao Fujin also rushed over with the imperial doctor and ordered: "Quick, take the pulse of King Yan and see how it goes?"

An imperial doctor with a full head of hair, stretched out his hand to take a pulse, and after a while, his face froze, and he looked at Murong Fu in shock.

Zhao Fujin immediately realized that something was wrong and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me if you have something to say."

"Hui...Hui Princess, he, he is afraid that he is about to die!" The imperial doctor quickly knelt on the ground in fright.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Fujin asked in confusion.

"King Yan's meridians are completely broken, and his five internal organs are dying soon!" The imperial doctor knelt on the ground and said.

Bao Qi was so angry that no matter how old the other party was, he just kicked up and scolded:

"You bastard, you dare to curse my son-in-law?"

The old imperial doctor endured the pain and hurriedly added:

"The old minister is telling the truth. King Yan's bones are shattered now."

"If you move a little bit, it's very likely that you won't be able to stand up again."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the doctor's words, how could this be good?

"Cousin..." Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu worriedly.

At this time, Su Ying came up and said, "It's okay, prepare a stretcher and carry him back first."

"That's right, take it back first, and then talk about it!" The imperial doctor agreed.

The doctors at the Imperial Hospital hurriedly brought a stretcher and carefully supported Murong Fu.

The imperial doctor asked with a bitter face, "That princess, where did you send King Yan?"

Zhao Fujin glared at him and said, "Is there any need to ask? Naturally, it will be sent to my palace."

The imperial doctor nodded and quickly ordered his subordinates to walk towards Zhao Fujin's mansion.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Princess Roujia also came over and stopped a few people.

"Huh? Rou Jia, what time is it, you should stop making trouble!" Zhao Fujin said solemnly.

"Hmph, I didn't make trouble, Murong Fu is the concubine given to me by my father, why should I come to your palace?" Princess Roujia said.

"What is your house, don't forget, you didn't agree at the beginning." Zhao Fujin replied unceremoniously.

Watching the two princesses quarrel, Wang Yuyan said proudly, "Cousin, it seems that there are two more women who are obsessed with you."

"Hmph, this bad man is messing around, I really don't know how you can stand him." Su Ying said angrily.

"Haha, Murong's family is rare, so it's okay for my cousin to work hard." Wang Yuyan said seriously.

Murong Fu didn't know why, but he felt like a pig in the mouth of his beloved wife.

Closing his eyes, he silently started to run the Jiu Zhao Shenlong Gong to recover his injuries.

This time, it was really dangerous!

If it weren't for the transformation of the stars, I would have practiced to the realm of transcendence.

I am afraid it is difficult to bounce back the internal energy of King Jinlun, and it is even more fortunate that the other party is not familiar with the application of the general trend.

These two points are indispensable, a little, only a little bit wrong.

Today is the one who died.

Thinking of the drowsiness coming here, Murong Fu slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Hmph, lucky guy, this is not dead, but it doesn't matter, Song Guo is happy now."

"In a few years, when Murong Fu's beastly temperament develops, the entire Song Kingdom will face a huge disaster."

Zhao Min looked at Murong Fu who was carried away coldly, not to mention how much he hated.

Every time she thought of a place in Jianguo Temple, the proud object on her chest couldn't help but hurt.

"The county master, we have dug out the national teacher." Zhao Min's subordinate said respectfully.

"Oh? How's the national teacher?" Zhao Min was very curious about how powerful the Murong Clan's transformation was.

"The meridians of the national master's body are completely broken, and the five internal organs are damaged. I am afraid that in a short time, he will not be able to take action." The subordinate replied truthfully.

"Very good, it's ok if you don't die. Even if the national teacher has no martial arts, he can help the emperor with his wisdom alone." Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief.

King Jinlun still has a large number of followers. If he were to die in Song Dynasty, it would inevitably cause domestic unrest.

"County Lord, shall we go back now?" Luzhangke asked behind Zhao Min.

"Well, let's go back, this time Murong Fu got a bargain." Zhao Min said disdainfully.

But after Zhao Min and others returned to the embassy, ​​they saw a handsome man who smiled at her:

"Minmin, you're finally back!"