After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

Anyone who knew a little about Nangong Ren wouldn't believe what Nangong Ren said, and of course, Chu Muqing didn't believe it either.

I saw Chu Muqing shaking his head, "With the character of Palace Master Nan, I don't believe that Palace Master Nan can really cancel the grievances between Li Shamen and Li Shamen. Besides, even if you don't cause trouble, trouble will come to trouble you. Once and for all."

The branch of Qiongtian Temple was picked, and the accident of the goods proved it. Chu Muqing believed that Nangong Ren knew this.

Nangong Ren smiled slightly, and simply stopped pretending, "You're right, I, Nangong Ren, will definitely take revenge, but the strength of the Qiongtian Temple is enough to deal with Li Shamen, so why do I have to cooperate with others? Ying Jiu has a grudge against you for returning to Feiyu Manor."

"Palace Master Nan misunderstood me. At that time, Ying Jiu was the only one in the inn. I was afraid that Ying Jiu would encounter bad people again, and Ying Jiu was also Ah Ling's savior, so I invited Ying Jiu back to Feiyu. Zhuang is a guest, and there is no intention of coercion."

Nangong Ren snorted coldly, obviously not believing Chu Muqing's words.

After a moment's pause, Chu Muqing suddenly asked again: "Has the Lord of the South Palace ever heard of the Fairy of the North Pole?"

Nangong Ren looked at Chu Muqing sharply, "Do you know where he is?"

"The Arctic Immortal has a lot to do with Feiyu Manor, so I know where he is."

Nangong Ren clenched the fan tightly, the crackling sound could be faintly heard from the fan bones due to its strength, fortunately the Liujin Fan was Nangong Ren's weapon, it was not an ordinary fan, otherwise it would have fallen apart long ago.

Seeing that Nangong Ren's expression seemed to be moved, Chu Muqing continued his efforts, "If the Nangong Master agrees to cooperate with me to eradicate the Lishamen, how about I tell the Nan Gongren the location of the North Pole Immortal? The Nan Palace Master should know the character of the North Pole Immortal. It's weird that even if he is found, he may not be willing to make a move, if Feiyuzhuang comes forward, I think the Arctic Immortal will be willing to help because of Feiyuzhuang's thin face."

The Arctic Immortal is a well-known miracle doctor in the Jianghu. It is said that he has lived to be a hundred years old, and he is a fairy. There are even rumors that the Arctic Immortal can heal human flesh and bones.

Nangong Ren has never seen the Arctic Immortal before. It is an exaggeration to treat human flesh and bones to death, but there is no wind without waves. In order to cure Ying Jiu's eyes, Nangong Ren also sent people to look for the trace of the Arctic Immortal, but he never expected that the Arctic Immortal had a relationship with Fei Yu Zhuang.

"Is everything you say true?"

"Don't dare to lie to Palace Master Nan."

"Okay, I promise to cooperate with you."

There was a gentle smile on Chu Muqing's face, "Since that's the case, Palace Master Nan can live in Feiyu Manor with peace of mind for the time being. We will talk slowly about how to deal with Lishamen in the future."

Nangong Ren raised his eyebrows, "Since I have agreed to cooperate with Chu Zhuangzhu, shouldn't Chu Zhuangzhu have some sincerity? What is the secret skill and mental method, Chu Zhuangzhu, don't you want to explain it?"

The air was silent for a while, Nangong Ren didn't rush, and waited leisurely for Chu Muqing to speak.

"This secret heart method can reshape one's meridians, greatly increase one's internal strength, and even make one a martial arts supreme."

Nangong Ren narrowed his eyes slightly, "Does this secret skill really have such a miraculous effect?"

"I don't know if there is, at least many people in the martial arts believe it does."

"What do you mean?"

Chu Muqing sighed, "Actually, this so-called secret skill does not exist at all."

Back then when Chu Muqing's father was young, because he was eager for quick success and quick profit, he didn't go crazy when he practiced kung fu. Seeing that his son's life was about to be lost, the old owner immediately abolished his son's martial arts, thus saving Chu Muqing's father's life.

Therefore, Chu Muqing's father had been a useless person for several years, and was devastated under the blow. The old owner couldn't bear to see his son continue to be so decadent, so he thought of many ways to help his son recover his martial arts.The Arctic Immortal had friendship with the old owner, so the old owner decided to show his face and take his son to beg the Arctic Immortal.

Unexpectedly, within a year, the Arctic Immortal really healed Chu Muqing's father, allowing him to reshape his meridians and become a martial arts body again, and the body reshaped by the meridians can actually do martial arts with twice the result with half the effort than before, but There must be an explanation for a useless person who can suddenly practice kung fu again. The North Pole Immortal does not want to be disturbed by the world, so the old owner cannot tell about the existence of the North Pole Immortal.

So the old villa owner told the world that Feiyuzhuang had its own secret technique to restore his son's martial arts. The secret heart method at the beginning can restore one's martial arts to perfection, and those who have obtained the secret heart method can become the supreme martial arts master in one step, and become a treasure that everyone in the martial arts should have.

Afterwards, even if Feiyu Zhuang tried to explain it again, no one would believe it. Li Shamen killed Chu Muqing's father in order to obtain this non-existent secret skill, and Chu Muling was tied up because of this secret. Kung fu method.

"That's how things are. The secret skill mentality has never existed from the very beginning, but now no one is willing to believe what Fei Yu Zhuang said."

Nangong Ren nodded. The development of things can be imagined. Most people in the world are ignorant and unwilling to be down-to-earth. They dream of becoming the supreme martial arts master overnight, and they don't think that there is no shortcut to martial arts. Only one step at a time can become a great weapon.

In the courtyard, Ying Jiu was dancing with swords, and Nangong Ren applauded from the sidelines.

"That's right, Xiao Jiu has improved again."

Ying Jiu's body is not as good as before, Nangong Ren is afraid that people will be tired, and the practice time set for Ying Jiu is only half an hour. Ying Jiu never dares to slack off for half an hour, and insists on practicing for half an hour every day.Facts have proved that this is also beneficial. Yingjiu's physical fitness is increasing little by little. Compared with the state when she was unable to lift her shoulders and hands when her internal strength was exhausted at the beginning, it is much better.

Ying Jiu retracted his sword and stopped, and smiled at his master. Nangong Ren helped others put the sword back into its sheath and led Ying Jiu to sit on the stone bench in the yard.

Nangong Ren opened the folding fan and fanned Ying Jiu, "Are you tired?"

"The subordinates are not tired."

Seeing the traces of sweat on Ying Jiu's temples, Nangong Ren hastily poured a glass of water and handed it over, "Iced plum water."

The plum water is cold to quench your thirst and has a very sweet and sour taste. After Yingjiu gulped down a glass of plum water, he was still a little bit unsatisfied.

Ying Jiu smacked his mouth.

Nangong Ren laughed and said, "Do you want more?"

Yingjiu nodded.

So Nangong Ren poured someone another cup, "Drink slowly."

Ying Jiu drank another gulp, and wanted to have another drink out of embarrassment.

This time Nangong Ren didn't let anyone drink, "Don't drink too much, or you'll have a stomachache."

Ying Jiu was a little disappointed. Nangong Ren somehow felt that Ying Jiu was a bit cute. If Ying Jiu had a pair of ears on top of her head, she must be pulling them at the moment. Thinking of this, Nangong Ren felt that Ying Jiu looked like some kind of fluffy little girl. Animals can't help but want people to rub their heads and kiss people on the face.

Ying Jiu, who was kissed suddenly in broad daylight, heard Chu Muling's voice behind him before he even came to feel embarrassed.

"Ying Jiu, I'm looking for you again."

Immediately, Chu Muling's people had arrived in front of Ying Jiu. Seeing Nangong Ren, Chu Muling was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the people in front of him looked at him with a little scary eyes, but it is undeniable that this person is really good-looking .

Ying Jiu was very close to this person, and his elder brother told him that Palace Master Nan was coming, so it was not difficult to guess the identity of the person in front of him.

"Ying Jiu, is he your master?"

Ying Jiu nodded, "Yes."

Nangong Ren stretched out his hand to wrap around Ying Jiu's waist, and brought him into his arms, a gesture full of possessiveness.

Although Nangong Ren was smiling, his eyes stared at Chu Muling dangerously, "Are you Chu Muqing's younger brother, Chu Muling?"

Chu Muling's big eyes blinked twice, "Yes."

"So why are you looking for Ying Jiu?"

The man's eyes seemed to be even more terrifying. For some reason, Chu Muling felt a little frightened, and he didn't even have the confidence to speak.

"I, I just came to see Ying Jiu, afraid that he would be bored, and wanted to talk to him."

Chu Muling's words became softer and softer.

Out of politeness, Ying Jiu thanked: "Thank you, Young Master Chu, for your kindness."

"No, you're welcome."

Chu Muling glanced at Nangong Ren secretly, and found that the other party was still looking at him with terrifying eyes, and the air around him seemed to have turned cold.

"Since your master is here, I won't bother you, I'm leaving!"

Chu Muling didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran away in a hurry. When he ran to a place where the two of them couldn't see, he touched his cheek with both hands, and it was a little hot.

Nangong Ren's possessiveness is very strong. From the fact that he confiscated Yingjiu's red pebbles, he can only favor his people, and no one else can even get his hands on them.

"Don't talk to him again!"

"what?"

Yingjiu didn't know why.

Jubaozhai Restaurant gathers local delicacies from Lingnan. It is located in the busiest and busiest part of the street. The restaurant is high-end and upscale. Every meal is full of seats. The lobby is full of noisy people, and the waiter is busy. .

Ying Jiu's eyes were blind, Nangong Ren wanted to let people listen to the excitement, so he didn't ask for a private room, but sat with Ying Jiu in an inconspicuous place in the lobby.

"Chu Muqing is right. The dishes in Jubaozhai are really delicious. Xiao Jiu should eat more."

Nangong Ren put a piece of unicorn perch into the Yingjiu bowl, and carefully picked out all the bones of the fish.

Ying Jiu nodded, "Thank you Master."

The two of them didn't say anything more, and Ying Jiu was even more immersed in eating hard.

Happy to see Yingjiu eating Nangong Ren put a smile on his face unconsciously, he found that Yingjiu seemed to like to eat, no matter what it was, as long as it was edible, Yingjiu could eat it, just watching Yingjiu eat seemed to make him feel uncomfortable. It's a kind of enjoyment, and it's also thanks to the fact that Ying Jiu is not picky about food.

Nangong Ren realized that he didn't have much food in his mouth, and most of them were busy picking up food for Ying Jiu. There was almost enough food to be eaten. Nangong Ren seemed to sigh with emotion, "I'm really not picky about food, the food is so delicious."

Ying Jiu blushed a bit, there was probably a reason why he wasn't picky about food.

"What's the reason? Tell me."

Ying entered the Qiongtian Temple at the age of 90 as a shadow guard. Before he was ten years old, he vaguely remembered that he had a father and a mother. In the night, the village where Yingjiu lived was looted by a group of bandits, and all the people in the village were killed by the bandits, but Yingjiu was crushed by her parents and narrowly escaped from being pushed by a bunch of dead people.