Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Then wouldn't it be dangerous for you to go?" Zhui Ming said.

Zhan Hongling shook his head and chuckled, and said: "It doesn't matter, we are detectives. Isn't it common for us to face danger?"

"This..." Chasing his life had no choice but to say that Zhan Hongling was right.

Wuqing's mind changed and he suddenly said: "I feel that this matter seems to be very difficult."

"Why don't we go back and talk to Uncle Shi and go to Fujian to investigate together."

Zhui Ming's eyes lit up, this was great.

Being able to work and be with my fiancée at the same time, it was like killing two birds with one stone. He said happily: "Okay, let's go back and talk to Uncle Shi."

Murong Fu knew full well that Wu Qing had listened to his opinion and was preparing to find an excuse to leave Song Capital, so he said:

"It took a lot of effort for you guys to come to my Prince Yan's Mansion. Why don't you have a nice drink at my host before leaving?"

Zhan Hongling's face turned red. It wasn't nice for her to come here behind her fiancé's back.

If she stayed to drink anymore, her face would probably be shattered. Gift refusal:

"No, I have to go back and pack some things and leave tomorrow."

Murong Fu didn't force himself and said, "What about the four of them?"

Zhui Ming said politely: "Subordinate, I want to accompany my fiancée."

Tie Shou and Leng Xue also said: "King Yan, we came unexpectedly today, and I feel very sorry."

"Let's wait for another day."

Murong Fu didn't force him to stay, and said, "Okay, let's wait for another day."

The four famous arresters bowed to Zhan Hongling and said goodbye to Prince Yan's Mansion.

"Oh my god, the four of them scared me to death." Bai Zhantang jumped in from the window when he saw the five people leaving.

Murong Fu looked at Lao Bai and became even more curious: "How far have you and Zhan Hongling developed?"

"Oh my god, Prince Yan, please don't talk nonsense. The conscience of heaven and earth shows that Hong Ling and I are innocent." Bai Zhantang turned pale with fright and raised his finger.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious." Murong Fu smiled and let Lao Bai leave.

Outside Prince Yan's Mansion.

The four famous catchers walked side by side with Zhan Hongling.

Qingqing suddenly said: "I still have some personal matters, and I would like to ask Prince Yan to go back first."

"What's going on?" Zhui Ming asked curiously.

"Sister Qingqing said it's a private matter, and you still ask!" Zhan Hongling said angrily.

"Oh, madam, I understand." Zhui Ming approached Zhan Hongling and said with a smile.

Tie Shou asked curiously: "Is it related to the Thief Saint?"

Qing Qing shook his head: "As for the Jin Ping Mei incident, I think it would be better to tell Uncle Shi tomorrow. That would be safer."

Lengxue echoed in a deep voice: "I think so too. If this thing is really in the hands of King Yan, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to get it back."

Qingqing neither agreed nor objected, but reminded: "Remember to tell your uncle tomorrow to go to Fujian to investigate the zombie case."

Zhui Ming said with a proud smile: "It's been a long time since we investigated a case together."

"I hope you don't let me down this time."

Wu Qing shook his head, said "goodbye" and turned around to walk towards Prince Yan's Mansion.

Zhui Ming asked curiously: "What on earth do you think Qing Qing will do when he goes back?"

"Whatever, the four great heroes are of the same mind, as long as ruthlessness won't harm us," Tie Shou said.

Zhui Ming rolled his eyes at the other party and said: "Nonsense!"

Several people laughed and went home.

At the entrance of Prince Yan's Mansion.

When Ru Wu was hesitating whether to knock on the door, the door to Prince Yan's Mansion had slowly opened.

A man dressed in white walked out of it.

But when he saw himself, his expression suddenly lit up, his eyes widened, and he stuttered:

"Yan...King Yan, please come in."

Qingqing stared at the man in white for a few times and said calmly: "I didn't expect that the famous Thief Saint would actually be a greasy man."

"You...you're talking nonsense!" Bai Zhantang was not happy when he heard this, saying that he was a man, but he must not be called greasy.

"Haha, it's okay, I just want to confirm your identity." Qing Wu smiled.

When Bai Zhantang heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he fell into the trap without paying attention.

But he didn't get angry. Instead, he walked over and pushed Qing Qing into the mansion. Turn left and right, and came to a relatively remote house:

"His Royal Highness, King Yan, is inside. You can go there yourself."

Ru Wuqing said "Thank you" to Bai Zhantang and walked straight inside.

There was a creak from the door.

Murong Fu raised his head to look at Qing Qing who came in, and said with a smile: "I knew you would come back tonight."

Wu Wuqing sighed and said, "My leg has been lame for a long time, and I really want it to recover."

"Haha, what should you do if you don't get used to walking in the future?" Murong Fu joked. ..

"No! I will rely on my feet to travel all over the world." Qing Wuqing looked seriously into Murong Fu's eyes and replied.

Murong Fu pointed to the wooden barrel outside the door and said, "Soak in it for half an hour."

"Take off your clothes?" Wu Qingqing asked calmly.

"Well, naked." Bai Zhantang said.

Wuqing thought for a moment and asked, "Is this the attitude that King Yan wants?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "There are no conditions for treating your leg. I just want you to catch more bad guys in the future."

Wuqing didn't think much and drove the chair to the big barrel in the courtyard.

Take a closer look at the bucket

"Prince Yan is not going to cook me, is he?"

Murong Fu explained: "That's right. Inside the barrel are some medicinal materials used to stimulate the meridians."

"I will try to cure your legs within half a month, so that you can have more life-saving means when you go to Fujian."

Qingqing's face became solemn: "Could it be that King Yan guessed that what happened in Fujian this time was not simple?"

"I don't know whether it's simple or not. I only know that the people who like to study zombies have some twisted hearts." Murong Fu said.

Wuqing thought for a moment and said, "Please, King Yan, turn around."

"Haha, okay." Murong Fu smiled slightly, turned around and looked at the stars in the sky.

Seeing this, Qingqing slowly took off his clothes until he was completely naked, then he patted himself gently and sat down in the wheelchair.

The graceful figure drew a graceful arc in the air, fell into the barrel, and splashed with water.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Can I, the king, turn back?"

Qing Qing said shyly: "Prince Yan, you can turn around now."

Murong Fu looked back and pressed his body tightly against the edge of the bucket, blocking all the spring light, and secretly thought it was a pity.

Then he said: "I want to light a fire."

"Please." Qing Qing said softly.

Murong Fu's true energy came out from his Dantian, and a stream of purple energy flowed down his arm. The purple true energy turned into flames, and instantly ignited the firewood under the barrel.

He looked at Wuqing and said, "I'll come see you again in half an hour."

He thanked you mercilessly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You're welcome." Murong Fu didn't stop and walked into the house to drink tea quietly.