[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

Murong Fu returned to the room and lay down on the bed, he didn't know whether it was because of dizziness or too tired, but soon his consciousness became blurred.

I don't know how long I slept like this.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was completely dark.

And there was one more person in front of his bed.

"Are you awake?" Ximen Chuuxue stared at him worriedly.

"En." Murong Fu rubbed his aching temples, propped himself up on the bed and sat up.

"Someone just sent a child, said to be your younger brother, named Su Luo." Ximen Chuuxue didn't know Dugu Luo, so he asked with some doubts, "Could it be your relative in the Su family?"

"No." Murong Fu's lips were still a little pale, but he tried his best to smile, "He is my apprentice named Dugu Luo."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, and instantly understood what Murong Fu meant.

"Then you have a good rest, I'll ask him to come up." Ximen Chuuxue got up and said.

"No need," Murong Fu lowered his head and waved his hands, "I've slept all afternoon, I'm already much better, I'll go downstairs with you."

Ximen Chuuxue quickly supported Murong Fu who was still shaking a little, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his voice: "Don't be brave."

"Not trying to show off," Murong Fu smiled wryly, "I just don't want to lie here forever."

He can't lie down like this anymore, although he doesn't know what happened just now, but he has a vague feeling.

Must be faster.

The task must be completed quickly.

As if with a tacit understanding, Ximen Chuuxue also suddenly said: "Do you have any plans for the future?"

"I don't know..." Murong Fu's voice was low, he hadn't received the system's task yet, "What about you? Do you want to go back to Wanmei Villa?"

"No return."

"Oh?" Murong Fu looked at him slightly surprised, "Then where are you going?"

"I......"

Ximen Chuuxue was about to say that he would go with Murong Fu, but before he could say it, he was interrupted by a clear and clear child's voice.

"Brother!" Dugu Luo stood not far away from the two of them, his face showed no signs of exhaustion from fleeing, and seemed to be a little happy.

It seems that both Tang Men and Gong Jiu took good care of him.

Murong Fu heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hands at him and said, "Come here, brother."

Dugu Luo approached obediently, and first said hello to Ximen Chuuxue: "Brother Juggernaut, hello."

Ximen Fuxue: "...Oh, good."

After he said hello, he saw the sword behind the little Dugu Luo, and said strangely: "This sword..."

Murong Fu didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to have such a good memory, he was a little surprised and said: "I didn't expect you to remember, this is exactly the one I used before."

It was the Chunyang sword given to him by the system. Although it was not an orange weapon, the material of the sword was very good, so he gave this sword to Dugu Luo.

"You also use a sword?" Ximen Chuuxue asked Dugu Luo.

"Yes, I am learning swords from my brother."

"Oh." Ximen Chuuxue responded inexplicably.

Murong Fu thought he was just curious, but Ximen Chuuxue hesitated for a moment, and continued: "I and your master are good friends, you can also ask me about the way of swordsmanship."

Hearing this, Dugu Luo was so happy that his eyes were full of crescent moons, and Nuo Nuo responded, "Thank you Brother Sword Master."

Murong Fu let out a "Huh" in his heart, and said in confusion: "Don't you like teaching others sword skills?"

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flashed unconsciously for a moment: "Special circumstances, special treatment."

special?

What's so special?

Murong Fuzheng was confused, but Dugu Luo smiled innocently: "Brother and Brother Juggernaut have such a good relationship."

This is true, the two of them are almost at the close of life and death!

"Don't worry, Ah Luo," Murong Fu's black eyes gradually dyed with warmth and tenderness, "You will meet very good friends in the future."

"Oh..." Dugu Luo suddenly licked his lips and gave a fox-like smile, "Very good friend..."

Murong Fu: "..."

Hey, why do I feel that something is wrong when you repeat it?

But obviously there is nothing wrong!

"By the way, brother," while Murong Fu was still thinking to himself, Dugu Luo changed the subject and said, "Is that Mu Liu also brother's friend?"

"It doesn't count." Murong Fu replied decisively.

Hearing this, Dugu Luo pursed his lips again.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Murong Fu asked strangely.

"No." Dugu Luo blinked, "I just think he's very interesting."

interesting?

That person can't have anything to do with fun, can he?

......what to do.

It's only been a few days since they've seen each other, and Murong Fu feels that he can't keep up with Dugu Luo's train of thought.

Boy...what a fast-growing creature...

***

In the evening, the breeze is slightly cool.

Seeing that the weather was so good, Huamanlou asked someone to move the dinner table to the garden behind Baihualou.

Although Huamanlou didn't drink alcohol, he thoughtfully prepared several jugs of good Yuhang wine for Lu Xiaofeng and the others. Minggu also cooked a table of delicious dishes with a few maidservants.

Delicious food and wine, flowers before the moon.

Really very comfortable.

"The atmosphere is so good, why don't we enforce the drinking order!" Lu Xiaofeng suggested excitedly.

Hua Manlou shook his fan lightly, noncommittal, but Mu Liu replied with great interest: "Okay, it's too boring to simply enforce wine orders!"

Putting his hands on his face, Qin Fu echoed, "That's right! We have to have some fun!"

Huang Yaoshi asked curiously, "For example?"

"For example, the loser...just tell an anecdote." Mu Liu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Anecdote? What's so interesting about this?" Qin Fu was a little disappointed.

"Oh, you don't understand." Mu Liu raised his long and narrow eyes slightly, and raised his hand to pour himself a glass of wine, "But it's not interesting to listen to the rules, but all the people present are people with stories. How can a story told by a person be boring?"

"Okay, okay." Qin Fu couldn't think of a better way to play for a while, so he just said, "That's how it is."

"Brother Ximen and I don't drink alcohol, so we use tea instead of wine." Hua Manlou waved his hand lightly, and a maid served two pots of Shangrao Baimei, pouring them into the tea bowls in front of Ximen Chuixue and Hua Manlou respectively.

"Cunning!" Qin Fu said unconvinced, "You don't have to drink fine if you do this?"

Hua Manlou said helplessly, "Then what do you think?"

Huang Yaoshi interjected with a smile, "Then let me tell you two interesting stories."

"Agreed." Ximen Chuixue uttered two words coldly, directly forcing back the objection that Mu Liu was about to blurt out.

"Okay," Mu Liu curled his lips, "Then let's play shootout."

He whispered something to the maid, and after a while, a maid boarded a small Ou full of bamboo sticks.

Mu Liu poured all the bamboo sticks on the table, then quickly took a few and put them back in Xiao Ou, and put the lid back on.

"Let's guess the number of bamboo sticks. Start with me and follow in turn. The one who guesses right loses." He drew a circle on his right hand, "I wish to bet and admit defeat!"

"Sounds interesting!" Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said, "Then let's start."

The first one on Mu Liu's right was Lu Xiaofeng, he thought for a while and said, "Five?"

Mu Liu smiled: "No hit."

The next one is Huamanlou, he thought for a while and said, "Six."

Mu Liu shook his head again: "No hit."

The next one was Qin Fu who was fighting with the prawns. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he quickly put the prawns back on the plate and said seriously, "Eight."

Mu Liu laughed "puchi" and said faintly, "It's you!"