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

Murong Fu was injured.

Of course he was injured, and he was lucky that he didn't die.

Although that quick dodge allowed him to avoid Ximen Chuuxue's sword tip, but he couldn't dodge the sword energy no matter what.

So Ah Zhu and the others were surprised to see that his young master was still fine when he went out in the morning, but he was carried back around noon.The person who can hurt Murong Fu in this villa can be imagined with his toes.

Abi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and Shuliu even raised his sword and was about to fight desperately.

Poor Murong Fu was lying on the bed, coughing up blood, and at the same time had to take care of these impulsive young people.

"It was an accidental injury, an accidental injury." Murong Fu's voice was very weak, but he had to raise his energy to the maximum, lest these people rush out to die in the blink of an eye.

"My lord, what's going on here?" A'Zhu hurriedly stepped forward and covered Murong Fu with the quilt.Although Ximen Chuuxue looked indifferent, he didn't seem like someone who would casually take someone's life!

...Ah Zhu, you think too well of him...

"It's okay, I was just accidentally injured by brother Ximen's sword energy during the sword competition."

After hearing this explanation, the few people were relieved a little, but they still felt a little unjust in their hearts - it was just a competition, how could they play such a heavy hand!Not a nice guy!

"Not a good person" Ximen Chuuxue was outside the door at this time.

He is just in his early twenties this year, and he has just met Lu Xiaofeng not long ago. He is still a vigorous young man, although it is really difficult for him to have anything to do with the word "vigorous".

But at this time, he naturally still didn't see through the world, and his heart was not cold.

Just now, he hurt someone who had no intention of killing him.

The point is, this is still a beauty.

Ximen Chuuxue said silently, I really don't feel guilty because he is good-looking.

But looking at the person on the bed in the room through the door, it is true that no one can keep his heart calm.

When the man came, the brocade jacket had been replaced with a white shirt, which made his little face, which had faded from the injury due to the injury, look cute and pitiful for no reason.

A wounded, sick, still smiling beauty.

——Ximen Chuuxue felt that he had been hit by a critical blow.

Murong Fu had already noticed the aura of the person outside the door, but he waited for a long time, but the person did not come in.

What's happening here?

Could it be that his current appearance is so frightening that no one dares to enter? ? ?

"Brother Simon... I don't know..."

Hearing the call from the people in the house, Ximen Chuuxue came back to his senses, rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the house.

"feel better now?"

It was obviously a question, but there was still no warmth.

This is Ximen Chuuxue's usual way of speaking. He has long been used to it and can't find the problem, but it annoys Abi and others who are not familiar with him.

"Why are you like this? You don't feel any guilt for hurting my son!"

Ximen Fuxue: "..." I have!I have it!You believe me!

Ran and egg.

No matter how many bullet screens there are in the heart, outsiders will not be able to see them.

Seeing that Abi's anger was about to be stirred up again, Murong Fu hurriedly interrupted: "Cough, that, I feel a little bored."

"My lord, then we will retreat." A'Zhu immediately understood, and dragged Abi, who was still adamant, and the others out the door.

talent!Murong Fu was very pleased.

"Brother Ximen, please forgive my maid's rudeness, she just..."

"I don't blame her."

"......"Eh?

Murong Fu carefully sized Ximen Chuuxue a few times, but he really didn't see any offended expression on his face.

Could it be that although this person doesn't talk much, he is a good-tempered person?

...Young man, you are overthinking.

"This time, I was wrong. I rashly used the sword without clarifying the situation."

Sure enough, he has a good temper, obviously he was rude first, but he came to apologize.

Murong Fu said sincerely: "Brother Ximen, I drew my sword to force you to attack without telling me, the fault is mine and not yours." He paused, and then said, "But this is a helpless act."

"Because of what you said... a death at home?"

"...of course."

What kind of person is Murong Fu?

When he was the prime minister in his previous life, someone secretly put a guard beside him.

People who can put people next to the prime minister are naturally not ordinary people, and those who can be pushed next to the prime minister are even more extraordinary.

However, when Murong Fu met the guard for the first time, and asked a few words about his family's situation——

The guard disappeared the next day.

A few days later, the man who stuffed the guards beside him was also demoted because of his crime.

There are indeed some people in this world who have abilities that others do not have.

For example, skills like Murong Fu.When he notices you, you have nothing to hide from him.

After chatting for a few words, Murong Fu understood why Ximen Chuuxue came to apologize.

In other words, he really should come to apologize.

This was not because Ximen Chuuxue was really good-tempered, but because he was the one who got hurt.

After transmigrating, Murong Fu certainly looked in the mirror and knew what he looked like in this life.

Weak and chilling, beautiful and evil.

It's like a dodder flower that is trying to show off its strength.

——Although the heart is dark, of course the person in front of him can't see it.

If he guessed correctly, Ximen Chuuxue would have no resistance against such a self.

In other words, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't be cruel to beautiful and fragile things.

Murong Fu analyzed Ximen Chuuxue thoroughly in his heart, but on the surface, nothing but mourning.

Just like all teenagers who have lost their loved ones, he behaved in a pitiful and pitiful manner without any omissions.

If there is intention to calculate but no intention, Ximen Chuuxue has no chance of winning.

He was inevitably moved with compassion.

In addition, he still has the guilt of hurting others in his heart.

"I don't know...how can I help you?" Ximen Chuuxue's voice was soft for the first time in his life.

"This..." The boy's face was full of panic, "I didn't say this to ask you to sympathize with me, I just..."

"I don't have any sympathy for you." The Sword God was decisive, with the sincerity in his eyes as always, "I just want to help you."

"..." Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Will you use the help you get in exchange for the kindness of the other party?

Murong Fuhui.

If he was a straightforward person, he would have died long before the emperor killed him.

But he is not a man without a bottom line.

His bottom line is - I will not hurt you.

If my use hurts you, then I won't do it.

If it won't hurt you, how about using you?I will pay you back.

***

A month later.

At the mouth of Oriole Alley, the warbler wants to speak, and the ice at the head of the Wumagpie River wants to be sold.Green waves, east, west, north, south, water, Honglan 390 bridge.

At this time, it was the early spring season in Suzhou.

It is raining lightly outside the window, and the wind is warm and clear inside the window.Such a comfortable environment will soften the heart.

But Murong Fu's heart is not soft at all.

With a strong hand, the entire high-quality mahogany table was split straight from the middle.

Such a strong internal force obviously came from huge anger, and it also brought huge consumption.

Murong Fu was panting heavily, only feeling that the anger in his heart could not be calmed down.

waste!What a waste!

Can't even kill a nerd who was raised by a scholarly family, what is it if it's not trash? !

"Young master, we have no choice. Who would have thought, who would have thought that the young master, he, he can actually know martial arts, and his martial arts are even better than mine! We were also caught off guard, so..." Feng Bo viciously Be careful and authentic.

"Heh." Murong Fu laughed back in anger, "You mean, my younger brother is actually a martial arts genius?"

The storm stopped talking.

A boy who can defeat him at the age of 15 is not a genius, what is it?

But of course he couldn't say that.

Deng Baichuan hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said, "My lord, then Su Yun obviously concealed his strength just to deceive us. The second and fourth children also lost in ignorance. Who would have thought that a nerd could have such deep scheming?" ?”

Murong Fu closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

indeed.

A young man with good martial arts skills but who can pretend to be powerless, and who can hold back his hands when his family is slaughtered, must be insidious.

Therefore, he couldn't let his good brother exist.

Originally, all he cared about was the ominousness that the twins would bring, and he was worried that this ominousness would affect his restoration of the country.

Now it seems that this younger brother is not only unknown, but may even threaten him.

Although Murong Fu was really angry, he was not stupid.

After figuring out how strong his opponent was, he quickly restrained his anger, and said to Gongye: "Second brother Gongye, fourth brother Feng, I was too impatient and offended the two elder brothers."

As he spoke, he bowed to him.

Both Gongye Gan and Feng Bo E were taken aback.

There is a difference between master and servant, they couldn't bear this ceremony, they quickly dodged and even used their lightness kung fu.

"My lord, it was my subordinate who was incompetent that made Su Yun win. Please give me another chance, my lord. I will definitely be able to..."

Before Feng Bo E could finish speaking, a gust of wind blew into the house.

The wind was full of hostility, Murong Fu and the others hurriedly drew their swords out of the way.

"Who?" Murong Fu shouted, standing the sword by his side.

"After thinking about it, Gusu is the best, and in Gusu, I especially prefer Yanziwu, so I couldn't help but come and have a look."

The voice was gentle and pleasant, as if it was a boy from someone's family who came to visit a friend.

However, when the owner of the voice walked around the corridor and walked to the door of the room where several people were, Feng Bo'e's expression changed.

The young man outside the door was dressed in a straight silver blue train and a black cloak. His eyebrows and eyebrows were somewhat similar to Murong Fu's, but more like his grandmother who only existed in the portrait.

Especially this boy's pair of peach blossom eyes, those eyes are extremely perfect.Her pupils were slightly bent, with a half-smile, which complemented that delicate little face coquettishly.

Behind the boy was a swordsman.

This swordsman was dressed in white Shengxue, his face was expressionless.Sweeping his eyes across the room, he fixed his gaze on Murong Fu.

For some reason, being targeted by this man, Murong Fu shivered unconsciously.

Seemingly oblivious to the vigilance in the room, the boy smiled brightly.

The smile was like a peach blossom, but for no reason, Murong Fu and the others couldn't help but feel a chill from the bone marrow.

——"Brother, I haven't seen you for 15 years, have you never missed Fu'er?"