Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

After everyone took [Jiulong Soup], they only felt hot and cold in their bodies. BiquPai.

The spiritual energy seems to be uncontrollable, traveling around the body, giving people a very abundant feeling.

Murong Fu had already separated from Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva, and bitterness echoed in their mouths.

At this time, Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva, although she had countless doubts, she subconsciously did not ask any questions after seeing Murong Fu slightly shaking his head at her.

At this time, Zhuge Qingyun seemed to have confused eyes and walked to Murong Fu to say something.

But, the next moment.

There was only a "pop" sound, and Zhuge Qingyun's body fell limply to the ground. His eyes were closed tightly and his breathing was weak.

Murong Fu hurriedly wanted to go forward to check, but heard a series of voices coming from downstairs.

He looked sideways and saw that everyone who was still talking about each other fell to the ground, in the same state as Zhuge Qingyun.

Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva did not expect that such a change would happen, so she grabbed Murong Fu's hand.

Her voice was slightly panicked: "What's going on? Why did they all faint?"

Just as Murong Fux was about to speak, from the corner of his eye he saw Fang Zisheng's figure still leaning there.

The expression on his face was a bit strange, different from his previous appearance, and the slightly raised corners of his lips actually added a bit of evil charm to him.

Something flashed across Murong Fu's mind, and an idea suddenly arose in his mind.

He and Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva looked at each other, then they both nodded silently and fell down one after another.

The white jade platform was completely cracked at this time, and countless white smoke curled up, filling the entire [Qizhen Pavilion].

Suddenly, the door of the private room was pushed open from the inside out, and Fang Zisheng walked out with a smile on his face.

He looked around with some contempt, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Presumably, with the effect of [Jiulong Soup] and the blessing of [Ecstasy Smoke], these people will have a good dream.

He did not hesitate and walked up the circular staircase to the fourth floor.

"Sheng'er, you're here!" A deep and pleasant voice came.

Fang Zisheng nodded and said slowly: "Brother!"

Fang Wuchang's eyes were full of doting, and he patted his shoulder: "Well done! Sheng'er is really a genius!"

A flash of light flashed in the latter's eyes: "Brother Miaozan, Sheng'er will definitely relieve the shackles on my body."

The two walked into a house side by side, and Yuan Zhen was very sensible and left with the others.

Fang Wuchang and Fang Zisheng sat opposite each other, drinking tea, chatting and laughing, as elegant as two handsome young men.

Fang Zisheng's smile was cold and distant, but his voice was as gentle as ever:

"It's really worth all the effort I put into figuring out this situation, and we really found the clues!"

"Then Murong Fu came here just for the secret book of martial arts. He must be the person that my eldest brother wants to find."

"It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get there!"

Fang Wuchang also smiled strangely at this time, and the black gauze on his face had been taken off at some point.

A face that was very similar to Fang Zisheng's was now horribly white and did not resemble the color of a normal person.

He raised his hand, revealing his extremely white knuckles, touched his chest, and showed a wry smile: "I have been waiting for this opportunity for three years!"

"My body can't be delayed any longer. We must catch the man with the double dantian."

"Otherwise, all previous efforts will be in vain..."

The two people sat opposite each other with candle shadows on their faces, and they began to discuss.

At the same time, the moment Fang Zisheng left, Murong Fu and Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva opened their eyes at the same time.

The two moved around for a while and found that there was nothing serious.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi opened the door in surprise and whispered: "Fulang, how do you know there is something wrong with him?"

Murong Fu's eyes dimmed, he looked at the white jade platform downstairs, and said slowly: "I didn't notice it at first, but I just found it when I went down to the white jade platform..."

"The aura on it is a bit weird, and it gives me a vaguely familiar feeling."

"Originally, I didn't pay much attention, until the incense on Fang Zisheng made me feel more vigilant."

Bodhisattva Miaoyi suddenly realized, remembering the domineering and fierce kiss just now, mixed with the bitter smell.

She couldn't help but admire her: "You knew there was something wrong with [Jiulong Soup] a long time ago, so you gave me the antidote?"

The latter nodded: "That's right! That soup is definitely not an ordinary thing, there seems to be something mixed in it!"

Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva was startled and looked down at Zhuge Qingyun who was murmuring: "Then, will he have any accidents?"

Murong Fu shook his head and comforted softly: "No! It should be some magic that makes people fall into a dream."

"Those who came to [Qizhen Pavilion] today are all outstanding figures from various aristocratic families and sects."

"No matter how arrogant [Qizhen Pavilion] is, they will never be stupid enough to make enemies of the world. They don't dare to act like this."

After speaking, he shook his dizzy head and looked at Bai Yutai: "We are the only ones who can see what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd."

Bodhisattva Miao Yi twirled the beads and looked suspicious: "I am very curious now, what is the relationship between this [Qizhen Pavilion] and Fang Zisheng?"

"Haha, then it looks like we are going to be gentlemen again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Fu and Miaoyi Bodhisattva looked at each other and smiled. Their bodies were flexible and fast, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The two of them bypassed the people in [Qizhen Pavilion] and groped their way up to the fourth floor quietly.

It was also thanks to Yuan Zhen's arrogant behavior and not sending anyone to watch over him, which gave them an opportunity.

He stood guard in front of the private room door, his eyes calm and firm.

Murong Fu smiled sarcastically. He looked at the surrounding layout, winked at Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva, and the two of them ducked into the next room.

Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva lowered her voice: "It must be their hiding place. With Yuan Zhen guarding them there, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to deal with them!"

"Why is this so difficult? The mountain man has a clever plan!"

The next moment, she felt like she had fallen into a hot embrace, and her body was being held tightly.

With the breeze blowing by her ears, Murong Fu took her and flew out of the window, avoiding the people patrolling outside.

Turning over, the two of them stood on the roof of the fourth floor, leaning down and looking down, they could vaguely see a few figures moving around.

The wind around them gradually became stronger, causing the two of them to stagger.

Under the shocked gaze of Bodhisattva Miaoyi, Murong Fu smiled: "Since there are people guarding inside, let's infiltrate from the outside!"

"Fulang is still wise and powerful!" Bodhisattva Miaoyi praised him without hesitation, her eyes full of admiration.