The ancient life of Fushe's son

What is more important is the Central Plains, the place where singing and dancing are peaceful, Wu Nong speaks softly, and flowers bloom in all seasons. How can it be a border of bitter cold?

Mu Qing stayed behind reluctantly, as a weak woman who had only learned some foreign skills, it was too dangerous to go to the Central Plains alone.

Originally, she happily took out her father's extreme yang exercise and practiced it with Mo Huanshan, but what was unexpected was that they couldn't practice this exercise at all.

After practicing for two days, the two of them felt their whole bodies were on fire, and almost lost their minds. They had no choice but to stop practicing Jiyang Gong.

The last hope also came to naught, and Mu Qing completely lost her patience. In order to keep her, Mo Huanshan taught Mu Qing the part of the Nine Suns Divine Art that he had learned.

Mu Qing reluctantly stayed by Mo Huanshan's side for a few years, until after giving birth to Mo Feiyu, she left the border and headed for the Central Plains in her dream.

When she arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Mu Qing's heart was completely let go.At this moment, she feels that she is free and unrestrained, and her beauty is constantly attracting bees and butterflies. Talented scholars and young heroes are all fascinated by her.

After a long time, Mu Qing will also feel bored, time makes people old, women are most afraid of the invisible sword, which will carve wrinkles on the flowery face, Mu Qing does everything possible to find the method of harvesting yin and nourishing yang, so the world Among them, there is an extra female prostitute, also known as a fox charm girl, who looks for a handsome man in the middle of the night and spends the spring night with him.

Mo Feiyu ignored Qingniang's soft call, in his heart, his mother was long gone, and he only cared about his wife in his arms.

In fact, he had already discovered that there was something wrong with this group of Tibetans a few days earlier. No matter where he and his wife went, someone would secretly watch them.

Today, Mo Feiyu originally wanted to sneak away with his wife when the group of people left the inn, but he didn't expect that there was another group of people in the dark.

The white-haired man upstairs was far superior to him in strength, and he had to take care of his wife's safety, so he had no choice but to arrest him, fearing that his secret would be revealed, so Mo Feiyu touched his wife's sleeping hole.

Unexpectedly, before anything happened, Mo Feiyu ushered in a ridiculous relative meeting. The young-looking man with gorgeous hair was his grandfather, and that slutty woman turned out to be his mother. It was extremely ridiculous. .

Before Qingniang could say anything else, the door of the stone room was opened from the outside, and the man with Huafa entered from the outside.

"Father……"

Qing Niang shouted timidly, the seductive and indulgent woman before disappeared.At this moment, she seems to be back in the past.

Mu Yuan looked at his stupid daughter with a cold face: "Look at what you look like now, it's embarrassing." Instead of being a good young lady, she just does dirty things.

Qingniang didn't dare to look up at what he said.

Mu Yuan looked at his grandson Mo Feiyu. Except for a pair of phoenix eyes that were the same as his, everything about this child followed Mo Huashan, "Mo Feiyu, have you thought about it? Where did your father hide the things?" gone?"

Mo Feiyu nodded, and replied indifferently: "Father is in Panyu, Jiaozhou, and he has a private house. Maybe what you want is there." He didn't know anything about his father's past, and he could only provide this information.

Extreme Yang Gong is Mu Yuan's life's painstaking effort, the book that was stolen is a re-copied one by him, and the original book is still in the church.

Extreme Yang Kungfu is not something that no one can practice. Under the moonlight, only two things that are extremely yin, the Nine Yin Scriptures, can be practiced in one.

After Mu Yuan created the extreme yang kung fu, he never thought that his disciples would not be able to practice it, and not all of the Nine Yin scriptures he had cultivated, so naturally he would not do this kind of buy one get one free, and naturally only pass it on to his disciples Part of the Nine Suns Divine Art.

For so many years, Mu Yuan has been looking for a solution and has made many attempts. It is hard to find extremely yin things, but there are many yin things in the world. The group of people Mu Yuan brought to participate in the martial arts conference It's one of his experiments.

"You can leave here, and wait for the things to be brought back. I can't control where you want to go." After finishing speaking, Mu Yuan walked out of the stone room first.

Mo Feiyu picked up his wife and followed behind Mu Yuan, taking Qingniang behind him as air, not paying attention to her, Qingniang followed closely behind and also walked out of the stone room.

The cold moonlight penetrated into the courtyard, illuminating the surroundings clearly, but the small courtyard was full of people at the moment, Mo Feiyu calmly said to the leader of a man and a woman: "Don't be with my wife, Mention our relationship."

Li Muyan rested for the night, and felt that there was no serious problem. Except for Meng Xi's group of people who needed to be promoted, the other disciples in the inn did not leave.

Li Muyan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Chengyun and his wife who were in love with each other downstairs, and went downstairs to the two of them.

When Mo Feiyu and his wife saw him, they stood up and thanked him. It was only then that they realized that Li Muyan and others were injured because of them.

"It's good that you two have nothing to do, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Li Muyan chatted with the two for a while, then walked towards Shui Qingrou and the others. Mo Chengyun had too many secrets, and his wife seemed to know nothing about it, so Li Muyan didn't say anything in front of her.

Looking at Shui Qingrou's reddish eyes, Li Muyan felt a little distressed: "What are you worried about, I'm fine?" He glanced around, and finally his eyes rested on Shui Qingrou.

The two looked at each other tenderly, and Li Muyan chuckled, "Continue eating, what are you doing watching me?"

Shui Qingrou opened her beautiful eyes slightly, glared at him, pulled him to sit down, and handed him a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

In Li Muyan's room, Shui Qingrou hugged him, neither of them opened their mouths, they just hugged quietly like this, only in this way can they soothe their restless hearts.

Except for Li Muyan and Shui Qingrou who were still there, the other disciples went to the arena to cheer for Meng Xi and the others.

"Shall we go to the ring?" Li Muyan suggested.

"Um……"

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I'm sorry, Calvin, the more I write, the more I write, I don't know what I'm writing.

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Take a break for a while, it’s not good to hold back hard, really;

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52. Enter the Dragon

As the saying goes, it's better to make friends than to get rid of them. Whenever Meng Xi and the others meet Emei disciples, no matter whether they win or lose, they will wear dots on their bodies. The opponents are all women, and the men of them will not care about them. spare.

Since Li Muyan became the head of the Heyi Sect, the strength of the disciples in the teaching has greatly improved, but Li Muyan actually didn't do much, maybe he himself played a motivating role.In this way, the attack of the Emei faction seemed insignificant.

Li Muyan occasionally felt that there was a strange line of sight staring at him in Juying Pavilion. When he looked over, he could only see the crowds on every floor and platform, so he didn't care.

Soon, the competition between Meng Xi, Linglong and the others ended, about half of them successfully advanced, only two were eliminated, and more intense competition will follow.

The group of Tibetans brought by Muyuan are all highly skilled in martial arts, more than half of them have successfully advanced. Their purpose is to measure the level of martial arts in the Central Plains, and to promote Tibetan god religion.

There are voices of discussion everywhere in the crowd. The progress of this year's martial arts competition is very fast. In the preliminary promotion competition a few days ago, afterward, no less than a hundred people who encountered Tibetan warriors and Heyi Sect disciples directly surrendered. I don't want to be knocked out of the ring as soon as I go on stage, or to be convinced that I lose in a cup of tea.

After a few days of recuperation, Li Muyan not only healed all his internal injuries, but also got a blessing in disguise, his martial arts advanced to a higher level, and he was about to break through the eighth level of Yin Yang Jue. If he really broke through the eighth level, then he would be one step closer to being a master.

The martial arts grand meeting of hundreds of people vying for the peak has officially begun. This year's grand event is even more exciting than previous ones. Once taught Li Muyan and Shui Qingrou,...

There was also a group of disciples from some kind of Tibetan god religion who didn't know where they came from. The arena was like a group of young people fighting for each other.

The two most surprising dark horses this year are Li Muyan from the Heyi School and Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei School. These two are likely to win the championship. Master Wenyuan of Shaolin, the heads of the Red Lotus School and the Qingyi School were defeated by Li Muyan. Wudang Yu Lianzhou, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Cuishan and others were all defeated by Zhou Zhiruo, and those foreigners didn't take advantage of them, it's unbelievable.

Someone even set up a bet in private. If the two meet, who will be the winner?Who is the loser?Everyone sticks to their own opinions.

Li Muyan has won many contests. Although the gap between the two sides is huge, Li Muyan follows the gentleman's style and fights a few more moves with his opponent. Firstly, he can improve his actual combat ability, and secondly, he can also give the opponent a step down.

Of course it wasn't so easy to deal with every time. Those sect masters and young heroes naturally had their strengths. If Li Muyan met these people before fighting Mu Yuan, he still had to face them with all his strength.

Above the realm, every step is difficult to reach the sky. If you take a step, it will be a world of difference from before. Now, under the master, it is rare to see anyone who can surpass Li Muyan.

It was Song Qingshu's turn. Although he had said that he would compete with Li Muyan in the arena, when he really tried it, he found that one of them was in the sky and the other was on the ground, but the other party hadn't shown his true strength. Song Qingshu completely conceded defeat. When the winner was decided, he jumped off the ring and left the arena.

When Li Muyan got off the ring, the friends and colleagues below congratulated him one after another, but he just smiled, somewhat melancholy in his heart, that person was indeed sincere towards Qingrou.

Originally, Li Muyan thought that Song Qingshu would be as stubborn as he knew, obsessed with love, but it turned out that he was wrong, even the world has changed, let alone a person?Song Qingshu really let go.

On the top floor of the pavilion, Song Yuanqiao looked at his dejected son, sighed, and didn't say the original reprimand, "Don't think too much, just be yourself."

Song Qingshu nodded, his eyes were firm and resolute, and the proud and jade-faced Meng Chang was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Wuji has been a martial arts idiot since he was a child, and he loves to find others to learn martial arts. His fellow apprentice brothers are tortured by him to the point of misery, and they will take a detour when they see him. Only Song Qingshu is willing to accompany him every time.

It can also be said that if there is no Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu will really develop a short-sighted, aloof and arrogant temperament, and I am lucky to have him by Song Qingshu's side.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Nephew Muyan's martial arts has advanced to the next level. It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and each wave is higher than the other." Yu Lianzhou looked at Li Muyan downstairs with admiration.

"Indeed," Zhang Wuji nodded his head, his eyes full of anticipation. He also wanted to fight Li Muyan.

Zhang Cuishan on the side thought of Zhou Zhiruo. If she read correctly the move she used to defeat her, it should be the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. When did the Emei Sect get the Nine Yin Manual?

Zhang Cuishan frowned and said to Zhang Wuji beside him, "Wuji, you..."

Zhang Wuji turned his head and looked at Zhang Cuishan suspiciously: "Father..."

"Nothing", Zhang Cuishan gave up exploring the facts, firstly, Wu Chi's son would not know much information, and secondly, this is not a bad thing, maybe.

Li Muyan under the arena seemed to feel something, and looked up at the Juying Pavilion. The surroundings were too noisy, and everyone gave a fist-cup salute to Yu Lianzhou and others on the pavilion.

At this time, the stage had changed, with a loud shout, Shui Qingrou beside her jumped onto the ring, and the two people on the stage clasped their fists to salute, and with the sound of a gong, a rough monk and a slim beauty fought together, inseparable.

Li Muyan admired Shui Qingrou's every move. It was obviously a martial arts competition, but Li Muyan felt that she was dancing a sword dance full of softness and strength. It was so pleasing to the eye, like a flying butterfly provoking a ferocious tiger for no reason. In the end, the tiger who only cared about catching butterflies fell off the stage.

Returning to Li Muyan's side again, Shui Qingrou's cheeks were slightly flushed, maybe it was because she was tired, or maybe she couldn't ignore Li Muyan's naked eyes, anyway, her heart was beating very fast now.

Li Muyan approached her with a smile, and whispered in her ear: "My wife is awesome!"

The reddish clouds spread out to both sides, and changed into a brighter red color again. Shui Qingrou even felt that white smoke was rising above her head, and she was about to be steamed by the fire.

A few chuckles sounded out of place behind him, and several people also heard the teasing of his senior brother, the head of the family. Hu Wanlou admired Li Muyan even more. Unexpectedly, after the iron wood blossomed and the wood was enlightened, it was really easy to coax girls. , at your fingertips.

Hu Wanlou held Zheng Yushuang's little hand tighter. Ever since she saw the girls of the Emei School, she was obviously depressed. Feeling the power coming from Hu Wanlou's hands, Zheng Yushuang showed him through the white gauze. Yan Yixiao.

Since the day she chose Hu Wanlou, she has no relationship with the Emei School. She has always been very clear about this. She has never regretted being Hu's wife.

With a loud shout, Li Muyan jumped onto the ring again. The woman opposite him surprised him a bit. Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei School, thought they would meet in the ring sooner or later.

Li Muyan frowned and looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was opposite with beautiful eyes and faint hatred. She still practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claw chapter in the Nine Yin Manual. It was God's will. The original phosphor powder did not burn the scriptures, and kept it alone. Nine Yin White Bone Claws.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't have a sword in her hand, and Li Muyan didn't want to take advantage of her, so she threw the Tianshui sword in her hand to Meng Xi in the audience.

Before that, there were quite a few heroes who were dissatisfied with Li Muyan. The Tianshui Sword in his hand was forged from the broken blade of the Dragon Slaying Saber. Such a sharp weapon cannot be defended by ordinary weapons. Naturally, there were many dissatisfied voices.

Li Muyan's heart is like a bright mirror, a sword can only deal with weaker or comparable fighters, and it is just a piece of scrap iron when it meets a master. The sword will only exert its maximum power in the hands of the right person.

Now that Li Muyan put down the Tianshui sword in his hand, he wanted to make a break with Zhou Zhiruo. There was nothing between them who was right and who was wrong. From Zhou Zhiruo's standpoint, Li Muyan would also harbor hatred.

With the sound of a gong, a gust of cold wind rushed towards his face. Li Muyan hid sideways and got closer. Li Muyan could even feel the opponent's long fingernails brushing the tip of his nose, which made him break out in cold sweat. The classics really lived up to their reputation!

The spectators in the audience hold their breath and stare at the battle on the stage without blinking, for fear of missing the wonderful moment. This competition determines the final winner. No matter who stays on the stage, the latecomers will not be able to. resistance.

The scene in the arena is like a giant eagle fighting a lone wolf, Li Muyan gave up Tianshui sword, and has little experience in personal combat. Now that his hands are bound, Zhou Zhiruo accidentally scratched his arm with a long scar, blood flowing.

The corners of Shui Qingrou's eyes were slightly red in the audience, if Zheng Yurou and Linglong hadn't stopped her by her side, she probably couldn't help but jumped onto the ring.

"Uncle Yu, who do you think will win?" Zhang Wuji upstairs asked Yu Lianzhou. He saw Li Muyan's weakness, but he didn't dare to speak nonsense, so he asked Yu Lianzhou for advice.

Yu Lianzhou stared at the wrestling figures below, shook her head, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Nephew Mu Yan, you haven't used your full strength yet, so it's hard to say who will win."

Zhang Wuji nodded, and paid attention to the competition in the arena seriously again. Both of them are from his own family, so winning or losing is not so important anymore.

The atmosphere on the ring was still tense, the two fought inseparably, and everyone was dazzled, even Jin Lao on the high platform opened his eyes rarely, admiring the fight below.

At this time, Li Muyan had a few more scars on his body, but he also gradually adapted to the opponent's rhythm, and his defense turned into a quick attack. Left shoulder, knock it back.

Seeing that she was powerless, Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and conceded defeat. The audience cheered and lamented instantly, and the two hugged each other to salute. The winner of this contest was Li Muyan.

Just as Li Muyan turned to step off the stage, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him, the smile on his face froze, and Shui Qingrou's terrified expression was reflected in his eyes.

——Is it true that God is going to kill me——

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It's ok, it would be better to have more interaction between the two of them;

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53. Win the championship

"Zhu Zier dare!", following the shout of Boss Jin on the high platform, Zhou Zhiruo behind Li Muyan flew out backwards, and Emei sent everyone in the audience to catch her head in a panic.

Zhou Zhiruo spat out a mouthful of blood, which showed that the injury was not serious. Yes, Li Muyan was merciful, but the old man on the high platform was merciless.

"Thank you, senior," Li Muyan bowed his hands to the old man on the stage.

Elder Jin began to close his eyes to rest his mind again, ignoring Li Muyan.

Shui Qingrou's eyes were filled with fire, she was extremely angry, her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, within a few days, such accidents happened again and again, no matter how calm and rational a person could bear it.

Li Muyan came down from the ring and walked in front of Shui Qingrou, but the other party ignored him, and only wanted to discuss with the Emei faction.

Shui Qing looked at him coldly, and led the members of the Heyi Sect toward the Emei Sect, "Everyone, please step aside."

The crowd moved away from the middle, and everyone was watching the development of the situation curiously. No matter which side the Heyi Sect and the Emei Sect were fighting, they were about to fight.

Before the imperial court intervened, a young hero in white descended from the Juying Pavilion and stood in front of Zhou Zhiruo, "Wuji", Zhou Zhiruo whispered.

This young hero is Wudang Zhang Wuji, he ignored Zhou Zhiruo who was behind him, and said to Shui Qingrou and the others with an apologetic face: "Junior Sister Qingrou, Junior Brother Mu Yan, you may as well look at Wuji's thin face , Let Zhiruo off once, Wuji guarantees that this will not happen again."

The disciples of the Heyi Sect looked at each other, and finally focused their attention on Li Muyan and Shui Qingrou. Li Muyan stepped forward, stood beside Shui Qingrou, and said loudly:

"Girls, I had a small misunderstanding with you, and today's matter will not be pursued for the sake of Senior Brother Wuji's face, and everything will be written off. If you don't give up, don't blame Li for being tolerant. "

Every word he said resounded loudly. Although Zhou Zhiruo felt unwilling, but seeing Zhang Wuji's serious expression, she had no choice but to give up, "Back off all of you," she ordered.

The two sides took a step back, even if Zhang Wuji hadn't appeared, they wouldn't have really fought. At that time, the court's hidden masters would also intervene.

Shui Qingrou pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word, she turned and left, leaping out of the crowd.

Li Muyan stayed where he was at a loss. Hu Wanlou walked up behind him and pushed him: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and chase after him."

After regaining his senses, Li Muyan hurriedly chased after him, and the rest of the group looked at each other, and chased after them as well.

On the way back to the inn, Shui Qingrou didn't pay any attention to how Li Muyan coaxed her, as if the people around her were a ray of air.

When they arrived at the Buda Inn, Shui Qingrou went straight back to the upstairs room without even saying hello.

"Senior brother, the senior sister must be angry. Did you see that her face was so cold that she was about to freeze to death?" Meng Xi stood beside Li Muyan, raised her head together with him, and looked at Shui Qingrou's back.

The disciples behind him also talked about it.

Zhou Nan: "Senior brother He Cheng and I used to sneak down the mountain to play, and my senior sister has this expression."

Linglong: "Senior sister must be too worried about the senior brother to be angry, senior brother, go and coax her."

Li Muyan's head got dizzy after being quarreled by them: "Okay, don't talk about it, what should you do, I'll go up and have a look first."

The scene of Li Muyan being attacked by Zhou Zhiruo kept flashing through Shui Qingrou's mind in the room. At that moment, she felt her heart almost stopped. If this happened again, she didn't know what she would do.

Ever since her parents were killed, Shui Qingrou has been living a strong life, and Heyi taught her a lot of warmth, but she couldn't breathe under the pressure of blood and hatred, and she rarely laughed again.

It wasn't until she met Li Muyan that Shui Qingrou realized that she was so fragile, jealous, laughing and crying. The iceberg beauty in the past was gone, and the iceberg had already been melted by warm water.

Li Muyan came to the door, knocked on the door, "Qingrou", but did not hear the answer from the people inside, he simply opened the door and walked in, the people inside turned their backs to him, without any response.

"Qingrou", Li Muyan called softly, walked to Shui Qingrou, looked down to find her red eyes like a bunny, and her lips that had been bitten.

Li Muyan sighed, sat beside her, and took her clenched hands distressedly, "I'm sorry for making you worry, I promise, this will not happen again."

"You lied," said the beauty in front of her with sobs.

The gentle kiss fell like raindrops on the beauty's white forehead, beautiful eyes, pretty nose tip, and red lips with blood, gradually deepening, the beauty closed her eyes, and crystal tears rolled down from her cheeks and fell into the mouth. There was no trace in the clothes.

After the kiss, Shui Qingrou's mood had recovered, and she even thought of her weak self before, feeling a little ashamed.

Glancing at Li Muyan, Shui Qingrou frowned slightly, and said, "Take off your clothes."

"Ah?" Li Muyan was stunned, he wasn't ready yet, isn't this appropriate?

Li Muyan turned shy. If she wants, it's not impossible, but in broad daylight, the downstairs is full of people...

Shui Qingrou saw the other party twisting and pinching, her face was reddish, she raised her hand and slapped the other party's forehead: "What are you thinking, don't you want to deal with your injuries?"

"Oh", Li Muyan understood, sat down obediently on the bed, and took off his clothes. The back was scratched, and after the blood coagulated, the flesh and clothes were stuck together.

Shui Qingrou felt as if her heart was being pricked by a needle, and gently removed Li Muyan's clothes. Although the wound on his body looked scary, it was fortunately not deep, and most of the bleeding had stopped. After removing the clothes, the wound opened again, Shui Qingrou immediately took out the hemostatic powder on her body, and spread it on the bleeding wound.

Hearing Li Muyan's "hissing" gasp, Shui Qingrou was both distressed and a little unhappy: "You still know it hurts, isn't Zhou Zhiruo beautiful?" Although she was angry in her heart, she moved her hands very gently.

Li Muyan twitched and said: "The most beautiful woman in the world is by my side, how can I think of others?"

Shui Qingrou snorted softly, was quite satisfied with his answer, spread the blood-stopping powder on the wound, and wiped off the blood on other parts with a wet towel, the injury was considered complete.

Li Muyan changed into the clothes that Shui Qingrou brought from his room, and listened to her instructions: "Don't touch the water until the wound is completely healed."

Li Muyan nodded obediently, feeling hot in his heart.

After leaving the room, the gentleness between the two returned to the past, just like an old couple.

The other members of the same sect were finally relieved to see that the two of them reconciled as before, and they couldn't bear it after a long time.

In the next few days, because of Zhou Zhiruo's exit, Li Muyan's power was like a broken bamboo, and no one could compete with him again. The bloody Huang Fuming and Zhang Wuji had the strength to fight, and they were no match for him in the end.

With Huangfu yelling "It's cool, this fight is really cool." With Li Muyan's head full of black lines, he left the ring. Afterwards, the opponent Li Muyan met chose to admit defeat before he even made a move. Li Muyan made great strides all the way. Win the championship in one fell swoop.

Under the arena, Li Muyan was surrounded by everyone, and congratulations were heard endlessly.

"What are you people doing here? You're blocking my young master's way, so spread out."

A group of people strenuously walked through the crowd, as if he was the one who won the championship. The handsome man at the head had a pale complexion, and he snorted coldly as he passed by Li Muyan and others.

Li Muyan looked puzzled, who is this person?Before he could ask, the conversation between Hu Wanlou and Yin Tianqi next to him told him the answer.

Hu Wanlou murmured in Yin Tianqi's ear: "Xiaoqi, what's the matter with your brother, you put on a bad face, didn't you just lose a few games?"

Yin Tianqi said in a deep voice: "He won't be like this when he loses to others, because I won him.",

Yin Tianze, the young master of Wanren Villa, became famous at a young age, and his younger brother Yin Tianqi has always been disliked by everyone. He has a flamboyant personality and often hangs around brothels and restaurants. Compare it to understand, and he is a ditch that stinks.

Who knew that the unruly boy was not as bad as they imagined?He has never been worse than his brother.

Li Muyan on the side thought: It turns out that the other party is not provoking him, but humming Yin Tianqi. It seems that the relationship between their brothers is not good.

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54. Suspicious

The abbot of the event, Chu Xianyang, came to Li Muyan, and congratulated him with a smile on his face: "Li Shaoxia, congratulations on winning the top spot, and please come to Juying Pavilion for the dinner tomorrow at three o'clock in the united states."

Li Muyan returned the salute and nodded in agreement: "Thank you for reminding me, senior."

At the age of nineteen, winning the championship in one fell swoop in the martial arts conference, and being the head of the sect, this is impossible in the eyes of everyone, and Li Muyan, the head of the Heyi Sect, is an eye-opener for everyone today.

Before the martial arts competition, some people didn't even know that the Heyi Sect had changed its head, let alone who Li Muyan was.Today, this name resounds throughout Xiangyang City, and everyone knows it.

The entire Buda Inn was full of people, and everyone wanted to see the real face of the martial arts leader. Hearing that Li's head was handsome and suave, he even attracted a group of irrelevant young women to block the door. Li Muyan could only hide in the room. I dare not come out.

Muyuan Xijing was unbearably disturbed by the noisy people outside, and ordered a group of tall Tibetan men to guard the door to drive away the noisy crowd.

When those people saw a group of menacing black-faced men walking out of the guest building, they didn't dare to do anything wrong, and left the inn in despair.

These days, Qingniang no longer pesters Li Muyan, and stays in the room without going out. She only waits for her father to get his things, and then goes back to Tibet with him. She dare not go out to look for Mo Feiyu, who only treats her as a stranger People, if she appeared in front of Mo Feiyu and his wife too much, it might arouse their disgust.

Mo Feiyu was staying by his wife's side at this time. Yuan Qiqin had a strong reaction to morning sickness in recent days, and she lost a lot of weight. Mo Feiyu surrounded her all day long, trying every means to get some delicious food for his wife.

At this time, Mo Feiyu was holding a bowl of bird's nest and feeding it to Yuan Qiqin tenderly. Seeing that the other party frowned, Mo Feiyu immediately put the bowl in his hand on the bedside counter, and gently patted his wife's back, "Qin Son, are you feeling better?"

Seeing that his wife was getting better, Mo Feiyu picked up the bird's nest next to him, "Qin'er, drink some more." He coaxed.

Yuan Qiqin shook her head with a pale face. She stared at the gentle and handsome man in front of her, and couldn't help but ask, "Cheng Yun, do you have something to hide from me?"

That day my husband said that he would take her away, but just as he was about to go out, he was stopped by a group of people. He fought with them, and then a handsome man appeared beside the fence on the third floor, and then her eyes went dark, and she was unconscious.

After waking up again, she and her husband returned to the original room, and the husband never said anything about leaving. She wanted to ask about what happened before, but the husband always prevaricated, which made her care even more.

Are those men in black the same group who attacked them before?

What does the husband have to do with them, why do those people choose to let them go?

And why did the white-haired man call his husband Mo Feiyu? Isn't his name Mo Chengyun?And why is his husband so strong in martial arts?

Too many questions lingered in Yuan Qiqin's heart, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

Hearing his wife's question, Mo Feiyu's expression remained the same. He put down the small bowl in his hand again, took his wife's hands, and looked at her tenderly, "Qin'er, we are a husband and wife, you should trust me, how could I Keep it from you, I'll tell you everything when we get home, trust me."

Yuan Qiqin nodded, representing her trust, Mo Feiyu pressed a kiss on his wife's forehead, and coaxed her to drink the rest of the bird's nest.

Compared with the situation here, Li Muyan and Shui Qingrou are much happier and happier. At this moment, Li Muyan is lying on the bed, pillowed on Shui Qingrou's lap. This is the legendary knee pillow. It is really comfortable. Li Muyan's heart is beautiful thinking.

Shui Qingrou regretted agreeing to such a strange request. Seeing the other party's comfortable expression, she was a little moved, raised her hand, and described his outstanding facial features.

With a full forehead, slightly protruding eyebrows, a high nose tip, and attractive thin lips, the whole face is feminine, but also heroic. If you change into a red dress, it must be a beautiful girl. Wearing military uniform, she is a heroic female general, and wearing men's clothing, she is the handsome gentleman in the spring girl's dream.

At this moment, the person in front of him is acting coquettishly, and that bit of heroism has dissipated completely, making Shui Qingrou and soft-hearted.

Li Muyan grabbed the other's slender hand that was stroking his face, and said happily: "Qingrou, wait a few days for a round of teaching, and say yes to Uncle Shui, I will take you home to meet my parents, okay?"

"En", Shui Qingrou nodded, feeling nervous for no reason.

As if seeing her uneasiness, Li Muyan sat up and comforted her: "Don't worry, they are very kind, and you are also very good."

Li Muyan originally planned to be alone for the rest of his life, never marrying or marrying, but he met his fate, and the other party was willing to accept him. In this life, he would hold on to his love tightly, no matter what he went through, he would never let go.

Whether it is the adoptive parents or the biological parents, Li Muyan's marriage is all natural, and he dare not even mention it in front of him. Before Li Muyan participated in the grand meeting, he wrote a book and passed it to his family, saying that he would rush home after the martial arts meeting , and explained that he would bring Shui Qingrou back, and the letter had probably been delivered by now, I am afraid that the family has already exploded.

"Qing Rou, how long have we only known each other? I do the math, and it seems to be less than a year." Li Muyan was a little surprised, and it was not long before the relationship was truly confirmed. Thinking about it, in ancient times, the words of parents, the appointment of matchmakers, they It is not easy to be able to do this.

Leaning in Li Muyan's arms, Shui Qingrou closed her eyes, listened to his heartbeat quietly, heard his rambling voice, and only snorted comfortably. All the experiences were strange and novel to her. There are many things that she doesn't even understand.

"Qingrou", Li Muyan called softly, but found that she was already asleep, and she could still hear a slight exhalation sound. Li Muyan gently helped her to lie down, covered the quilt, and watched her peacefully. For his appearance, he blamed himself in his heart. During this period of time, the always strong woman shed a lot of tears for him.

Li Muyan secretly made up his mind that from now on, he only wishes her to be happy and happy every day, with a smile on her face (preferably only to herself).

In the middle of the night, Mu Yuan held the Extreme Yang Cultivation Technique brought back by his subordinates in his hand, only flipped through a few pages, then threw it on the table casually, and asked in a deep voice: "Why did it take so long to come back, just you guys, what about the others?" ?”

The voice of the man kneeling on the ground was a little trembling: "Master Hui, I didn't expect someone to guard me, and I was killed by the other party."

Mu Yuan snorted coldly: "Idiot, it's not enough to accomplish anything, but it's more than a failure, Abu, take them down, you should know how to do it."

"Master..." Forgive me, before a few people shouted out, he was dragged away by the people beside him.

After everyone left, the door was gently closed by his subordinates, Mu Yuan picked up the book on the table, put it on the candle, and burned it.

On the second day, just after dawn, the sound of beating gongs and drums spread throughout Xiangyang City.

Someone shouted: "The top [-] heroes are out!"

Everyone in the Buda Inn has gathered downstairs, chatting and eating, and no one has much reaction to the noise outside the door, because it is useless for them to go out now, it is just crowded.

In the inn, Mo Feiyu said goodbye to Li Muyan and the others: "Thanks to everyone for taking care of my husband and wife.