Proud of the rivers and lakes

Unexpectedly, when Fu Jinghong got up together, his legs immediately felt weak and he couldn't stand up.

There was a tearing pain from the back, and something warm flowed out and slowly flowed down his thigh.

Fu Jinghong lowered his head and looked at his current appearance, before he could say anything, Tao Zhihua, who was opposite, looked at his thigh and blushed.

"...You should clean it up first." Tao Zhihua lowered her eyes and said something carefully, with a slightly hoarse voice.

Fu Jinghong was helpless, and knew that he couldn't see anyone in his current state. Although he didn't take off his clothes when he entered the water, but after this happened just now, his clothes were almost stripped off. The clothes are dry, but I'm afraid this clothes can't be worn anymore.

Fu Jinghong raised his head and looked at Tao Zhihua in front of him who lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't care about anything, and put a finger into his back in front of him.

Tao Zhihua was really taken aback, and after realizing what Fu Jinghong was doing, she turned her head and muttered: "How could you... do such a thing in front of others..."

Fu Jinghong suddenly felt a little funny, they had done even more in-depth things just now, and said: "So, so what?"

"In broad daylight...self-deprecating..." Tao Zhihua turned her head away, but did not look at Fu Jinghong.

Seeing Tao Zhihua's reaction, Fu Jinghong suddenly felt teased in his heart, and leaned over on purpose, and said, "So what in broad daylight? We just..." He dragged his tone, but did not continue.

Tao Zhihua finally turned around, looked at Fu Jinghong, and suddenly said angrily: "You... have no sense of shame!"

Fu Jinghong glanced at him, and smiled slightly: "What is shame?" He curled a finger buried behind him, and pulled out the still liquid thing left inside.

After all, it was too exciting, Fu Jinghong lowered his head and gasped slightly.

Tao Zhihua's face turned red, her eyes wandered, not knowing where to put them.

Fu Jinghong moved his fingers behind slowly, but looked at Tao Zhihua in front of him, feeling secretly amused.

Originally, he wanted to get up and leave as if nothing had happened, but seeing Tao Zhihua's current appearance seemed quite interesting.

Tao Zhihua heard the vague panting in her ears, and finally couldn't hold back, so she stood up.

"I... I'll help you get a suit..."

He lowered his head, turned and went ashore.

Fu Jinghong slowly picked out what Tao Zhihua left behind with his fingers, while raising his eyes to appreciate Tao Zhihua's figure.

Tao Zhihua's skin is very white, as white as porcelain, naturally thin, but not that kind of morbidly slender, tall and tall.

Fu Jinghong watched Tao Zhihua's slightly anxious movements, and smiled silently.

Tao Zhihua finally put on the last coat, he didn't dare to turn his head, but said in a low voice: "You...wait here for a while, I'll go get a suit over here."

Fu Jinghong half-buried on the wall of the small pool, humming lightly while still moving one hand.

He couldn't help letting out a low groan when his fingernail accidentally touched the tiny tear.

Tao Zhihua's back seemed to be caught, she paused, and hurried away.

Fu Jinghong watched his back disappearing quickly, pursed his lips and smiled, but the hand that was cleaning paused.

That bastard left a lot behind him...

After Fu Jinghong cleaned up the rear, he still hadn't seen Tao Zhihua's figure. He maliciously speculated that Tao Zhihua would never come back again, so he didn't look up at the exit again, and lowered his head to start Wash some traces of yourself.

His hands were carelessly touching and washing himself, but he paused when he rubbed against his chest.

He felt a tingling...

Fu Jinghong found that he seemed to be eager for someone to hug him.

Realizing this, Fu Jinghong found sadly that his body seemed to have been almost transformed by the female Gu... Even if he could really get rid of the female Gu's poison in the future, his body might also get used to the female poison.

What's more, there is no way to get rid of that female Gu poison.

Fu Jinghong sighed.

However, he didn't struggle with it for too long, after all, from the day he was reborn, he decided to live a wanton life... He won't seek life and death just to be able to be subdued by others from now on, he doesn't care about these things, but he doesn't know that Is the female Gu harmful to his body, if the female Gu worm parasitizes in his body, sucks his essence, energy and flesh, and corrupts his internal organs, what should I do?

Fu Jinghong thought of the number one genius doctor in the world. He seemed to know about female Gu poison, but judging from his appearance, he probably didn't know the solution... But it would be beneficial and harmless to go and find out.

Thinking of this, Fu Jinghong made up his mind to go to Hua Qingliu later.

Fu Jinghong was almost done washing, and was about to get up, but was startled by something foreign.

I saw a person falling from the sky and landed in the middle of the pool, causing a splash as tall as a person.

The water splashed Fu Jinghong all over.

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, reached out to wipe the splash on his face, and looked at the person falling in front of him.

I saw that person floating up from the water, and the moment he surfaced, water splashed everywhere.

The man slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong fixedly looked at the person in front of him.

I saw the man's thick ink-splashed hair scattered in all directions, splashing on his already soaked white clothes.

His complexion was as pale as plain white porcelain, smooth and delicate, as pale as jade, and his eyes were as calm as an ancient well without waves.

Fu Jinghong's heart skipped a beat, and he recognized who the person in front of him was.

"Murong Merchant?"

Murong Shang raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were indifferent, as if he hadn't seen him.

"Murong Shang?" Fu Jinghong couldn't help shouting.

Murong Shang glanced at him indifferently, but suddenly rushed towards him.

Fu Jinghong couldn't dodge in time, and was caught by Murong Shang.

His heart skipped a beat, before he could say anything, Murong Shang suddenly sank down, but his hands clasped his waist tightly.

Fu Jinghong didn't realize what was going on at all, but the next moment, someone came in from outside.

Fu Jinghong was surprised that this place was very hidden, and so many people broke in. He looked up, and the few who came were not Xiao Zhenhan, Shen Bishui and others, and some disciples who didn't know what sect , standing at the door is a young man in a moon-white gown.

The young man looks quite feminine, with Liu Rumei, slightly raised phoenix eyes, and is carrying something wrapped in silk, which is probably a piano.

...Thinking that the young man should be Liu Xianqin, if not for the different situation now, Fu Jinghong would like to take a serious look at Liu Xianqin.

But obviously, the current situation does not allow it.

Seeing Fu Jinghong taking a bath, Xiao Zhenhan first apologized apologetically, and immediately asked: "We were chasing someone just now, Brother Fu, have you ever seen a suspicious person passing by?"

When Xiao Zhenhan asked Fu Jinghong if he saw someone intruding, a cold hand touched his heart and curled into claws.

Fu Jinghong smiled wryly in his heart, and understood what was going on.

Now he is bending over the stone wall of the small pool, while Murong Shang is submerged underwater, but because the small pool is slightly higher than the ground, Xiao Zhenhan and others naturally cannot see Murong Shang who is submerged underwater.

Naturally, a master can hear the sound of leaves falling ten feet away, so there is no reason why they can't hear the breathing of people a few feet away... However, Murong Shang didn't know what kind of secret method, even with his skin Fu Jinghong, who was close to him, didn't even hear his breathing.

However, I'm afraid that if he opens his mouth to say something that shouldn't be said, the hand on his heart will immediately turn into a heart claw and take his life.

"I have been taking a shower here, and I have never seen anyone passing by." Fu Jinghong said slowly.

"Brother Fu, did you hear any suspicious sounds just now?" Xiao Zhenhan continued to ask.

"...Never." Fu Jinghong smiled, raised a hand, and slowly stroked it from his chest, saying: "Is there anyone here who is still unclear... Do you want to watch me take a bath?"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiao Zhenhan and others and smiled slightly.

Xiao Zhenhan paused, and said with a smile: "Of course not, since he's not here, then we won't bother Brother Fu."

With that said, he turned and left, and those disciples followed suit.

Shen Bishui looked at Fu Jinghong, smiled and said, "I heard that Brother Fu has met the third son Murong?"

Fu Jinghong said: "There was a relationship...why?" He didn't deliberately hide it when he went to Murong Shang's partial courtyard before, even if he was seen, it was reasonable.

Shen Bishui looked at Fu Jinghong, said with a smile: "The third Mr. Murong... Just now he injured a few disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who guarded him, and escaped."

"I never thought that the third son, who looks so weak, can actually injure the eldest disciple of Xiaoyaomen." Fu Jinghong made a look of shock, and then he frowned and said: "The third son of Murong... Could it be that he is also a demon sect?" the people here?"

"Maybe." Shen Bishui said.

"Then you have to hurry up and catch him...but I didn't expect that he doesn't look like a very evil person from a poor country." Fu Jinghong sighed pretentiously.

"...A person is not judged by his appearance." Shen Bishui looked at Fu Jinghong, smiled, then turned and left.

That Liu Xianqin was the last one to leave. He carried a piano behind his back, but he didn't feel any burden. His expression was very relaxed. He glanced at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong paused, almost thinking he saw something.

But Liu Xianqin just glanced at him, then turned and left with a light posture, like walking among the clouds.

Those people finally left.

Fu Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could think about how to escape the current predicament, the cold hand suddenly withdrew from his heart, and before he could react, it hit his sleeping point.

Fu Jinghong's eyes darkened, and he passed out.