Proud of the rivers and lakes

Fu Jinghong jumped down from the window, and suddenly felt a pain in his waist.

He rubbed his waist with his hand and sighed.

Sure enough, people are not judged by their appearances, and Murong Shang, who looks sick and crooked, is so... Persevering, although I don't know what time it is now, but the sky has begun to turn slightly pale.

Murong Shang almost tormented him all night.

Compared with his second junior brother who doesn't seem to be physically weak, he is much stronger.

Thinking of the second junior brother, Fu Jinghong's mind flashed the gaze of Leng Qixuan that day again.

Some unbelievable, inexplicable, complicated eyes.

Fu Jinghong sighed again.

What about his second junior brother now...

Fu Jinghong walked two steps, felt the stickiness between his buttocks, and froze immediately.

He frowned, a little annoyed.

Now he doesn't know if Wen Ruyu is back... But he should be back. No matter how enthusiastic Murong Wu is, he can't win Wen Ruyu overnight.

So now Wen Ruyu has probably come back.

He went back in this state... maybe what Wen Ruyu would think.

But if Wen Ruyu went back to the room directly after returning, maybe he didn't notice that he didn't come back all night...

Fu Jinghong shook his head, shaking the inexplicable guilt out of his mind.

He turned around and walked towards the kitchen, intending to boil a few buckets of water and wash himself before the servants woke up.

Then Fu Jinghong took a few buckets of water and hid in a rockery in the back garden of Murong Mansion, washed and wiped his body.

After he wiped his body with a silk cloth from a room he never knew, the sky seemed to be bright.

Fu Jinghong hid the barrels, changed into the clothes he picked up from a room, and then slowly walked out from behind the rockery.

He wasn't sure if Murong Lin saw his face clearly yesterday, but Murong Lin could at least see his back clearly, and he had to change into the clothes he hadn't worn for a few days.

Of course, he didn't just take the clothes casually. He observed before taking them. The house he chose seemed to be a place dedicated to storing clothes and accessories, and the clothes were generally of good quality and beautifully made, unlike the coarse cloth worn by servants. Sackcloth, he specially took a piece of clothing with the most common pattern and the simplest pattern from the most inconspicuous corner, and it was [-]% new, probably not worn.

Of course, Fu Jinghong didn't believe that in such a big Murong Mansion, those servants would remember all the clothes clearly, and there could still be similarities in people's looks, let alone just clothes, if they came from a shop The clothes are exactly the same... He did it just to be cautious.

He was not sure whether Murong Lin had seen his face clearly, before he was not sure, it was better to be cautious in everything.

Although he could just walk away, but in this way, Murong Lin must immediately realize that the person who sneaked into the tunnel that day must be him.But he doesn't want to leave now, firstly because he has curiosity about Murong Lin's secret, secondly...it is naturally the third son.

Fu Jinghong went all the way back to the guest room, and met a few servants who were in a hurry.

However, those servants were just walking in a hurry, and there was no eagerness or tension on their faces. It seems that Murong Lin has not announced the incident of the intrusion yesterday...Of course, maybe Murong Lin can't say it at all. In this way, it must involve the secret of the tunnel.

Fu Jinghong relaxed, and even slowed down his pace.

When he returned to his room, he opened the door and saw Wen Ruyu sitting in the middle.

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment.

Wen Ruyu's fingers as white as bone china tightly gripped the teacup in his hand. At this moment, he was lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Wen, why did you come here so early in the morning..."

After being stunned for a while, Fu Jinghong came to his senses, said with a smile, and closed the door with his backhand.

"where did you go."

Wen Ruyu seemed to be looking down at the cup in her hand without looking up.

"...I just went to the back garden for a walk, um, the flowers are blooming well."

Fu Jinghong smiled, walked towards Wen Ruyu, reached out and picked up a cup, and picked up the teapot with the other hand to pour a cup of tea.

"Then what about Brother Wen...Yesterday, Wenxiang Nephrite was in my arms, so I think today, I will have endless aftertaste..."

Wen Ruyu finally raised his head, Fu Jinghong was stunned.

Wen Ruyu's black eyes were slightly red, her temple hair was disheveled, and she was quite haggard, as if she hadn't slept all night.

Fu Jinghong was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Where did you go last night?"

Wen Ruyu just repeated this sentence in a low voice, and then fixedly looked at Fu Jinghong.

That pair of ink-like eyes looked straight at Fu Jinghong.

"Last night," Fu Jinghong paused, and then said, "Yesterday I followed a yellow figure to the Huxin Pavilion, and found..."

He continued slowly, telling what happened yesterday one by one, of course, he concealed the existence of Murong Shang.

Wen Ruyu didn't say a word when Fu Jinghong finished speaking, and caressed the wall of the cup with her slender fingers.

"...It seems that Murong Lin is not so righteous." Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows and smiled, feeling very ironic in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't heard the comments of the so-called decent people outside about Broken Sleeve Valley.

Among those decent people, it is natural that the Murong family is the head of the Four Great Families of the Rivers and Lakes as the righteous way, but now it seems that since Murong Lin is secretly practicing those demon martial arts that decent people have always despised!

Fu Jinghong once heard that the Demon Cult

Although merit is disdained by decent people, it is also feared by them.

There are quite a few people in the Demon Sect, but not more than those who claim to be righteous in the martial arts. However, although the Demon Sect is mostly suppressed by those righteous ways, they have never been completely hurt by the righteous way. The main altar of the sect is unknown to outsiders, and secondly, people in the demon sect are always elusive. The most important thing is because of the inscrutable magic skills of the demon sect.

The Devil Sect's magic skills are unknown. It is said that even if the meridians of those members of the Devil Sect are damaged or their bones are normal, as long as they practice that heart method, they can make rapid progress in martial arts, and they are often better than ordinary masters. Breakthroughs will be even faster in ten or twenty years.

And the various magic skills of the Demon Sect are even more unpredictable, and their power is extremely astonishing. There are not only the extremely insidious absorption of other people's star-absorbing methods for oneself, but also various vicious and vicious moves... These magic skills are for righteous people Disdain, but also deeply jealous of them.

However, Murong Lin, the head of the Murong family, is practicing the magic skills of the Demon Sect!

Fu Jinghong pursed his lips and smiled, looked up at Wen Ruyu, but saw that there was no wave in Wen Ruyu's eyes, and he didn't seem to be moved by this moment.

"Why didn't you react at all? Could it be that this has been foreseen?"

Wen Ruyu's hand holding the cup tightened, and he said slowly: "Senior Murong may have just slipped for a while..."

Fu Jinghong laughed out loud at the moment, he said: "I see that the stone room has been at least ten years old, and the bookshelves are covered with dust except for the place where the secret books are placed. Is this a 'temporary'?"

Wen Ruyu frowned.

"Murong Lin has been practicing martial arts in retreat recently. It seems that he wants to become a blockbuster at the martial arts league meeting? But he has been famous for more than 20 years, why wait until now? Why does he practice magic skills again? His internal strength and martial arts are already not weak. , even if he doesn't practice magic skills, he doesn't have many opponents in the arena." Fu Jinghong shook his head as he spoke, very puzzled.

Wen Ruyu frowned and remained silent.

"However, there are strange things everywhere in this Murong mansion. Needless to say, Murong Lin, Murong Yi is like a piece of wood, but he can't tell anything, and Murong Er, who is a dragon but can't see his end, is nothing... But, Murong Si, But I think it's a bit strange." Of course, the weirdest thing is that Murong Shang, but Fu Jinghong has already hidden the part that he has met Murong Shang, so of course he can't say it out to arouse Wen Ruyu's suspicion.

"I saw a yellow figure in the Huxin Pavilion from the window the day before yesterday, and I saw it again yesterday...and I found the secret path along that yellow figure. To be honest, I think that yellow figure seems to be deliberately trying to kill me. The one who led me to that place was very fast, but she couldn't completely throw me away, she seemed to want to lead me to that secret passage, but she didn't want me to see her face clearly..." As he spoke, Fu Jinghong frowned suddenly, "But if she doesn't want me to know who she is, why is she wearing yellow clothes? She is the only one in Murong Mansion who wears yellow clothes..." After a while, he said again: "Where did you go last night?"

Fu Jinghong frowned, why did Wen Ruyu bring up this topic again...

In the midst of distress, Wen Ruyu stared straight at the strength of his neck, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The marks on your body... who left them?"

Fu Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, and looked down, only to see a piece of skin exposed from his slightly open skirt, and a few red dots of ambiguous color were smeared on it, which was particularly eye-catching.