Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Haha, I naturally want to see such interesting things."

"Although the Mingjiao is strong, I am not afraid of it."

Murong Fu already thought of a good strategy in his mind and replied calmly.

Lai Wenjun saluted and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late."

"I won't disturb you and your wife's rest."

"Go." Murong Fu nodded, stood up and pulled Wang Yuyan away.

It seemed that the couple had been walking around Yanziwu for a long time without any trace of them.

The pace couldn't help but slow down.

"Your Majesty, when will A'Zhu and the others come back?"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "I received the letter and they will be back in two days."

"What, you miss A'Zhu?"

Wang Yuyan said truthfully: "Well, I'm really not used to not having Sister A'Zhu around."

Murong Fu said: "Haha, before Yanziwu, A'Zhu was in charge."

"It does feel weird that she's not at home."

"It seems like I'm not used to anything."

Wang Yuyan nodded in agreement:

"My cousin is right, Yu Yan is not used to it at all."

"Some sisters feel really strange."

When Murong Fu heard this, he hugged Wang Yuyan in his arms:

"I still like my cousin and call me cousin."

"I know you don't like strangers, but I, the Murong family, take it as our duty to restore our country."

"One day, you will be the master of the harem. If you don't try to manage them now."

"When the day comes when the country is truly founded, the harem will not be stable and will be stained with blood."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she couldn't help but feel frightened and said quickly:

"Don't worry, cousin, Yuyan won't let you down."

"I will manage the harem carefully and never let the sisters mess around."

Murong Fu smiled and nodded: "We, the Murong clan, built our country with force."

"If you want to manage them well, you must practice martial arts well."

"Otherwise,

Wang Yuyan was slightly embarrassed, lowered her head and said:

"Yu Yan is a little late in learning martial arts. If she wants to catch up with her sisters, it may take some time."

Murong Fu smelled the fragrance of Wang Yuyan and said with a smile:

"Haha, don't worry, if you want to build a country, you still need a God-given opportunity."

"You slowly cultivate to lay the foundation, and leave the rest to your husband."

Wang Yuyan immediately understood the meaning of Murong Fu's words and said shyly:

"Cousin, you still need to control things like that, otherwise it will hurt your roots and it will be bad."

Murong Fu smiled awkwardly, it was difficult for him to explain.

He fused a dragon essence and his body underwent huge changes.

You can only learn to be strong by doing.

Moreover, as the continuation of a country's destiny, it is natural to have heirs, the more the better.

Then he laughed a few times and took Wang Yuyan for a long night walk.

Early the next morning.

He had just gotten up when he saw a note handed to him by his servant.

Above is Song Qingshu's written address of the appointment.

"Cousin, do you need to tell Brother Bao and the others to prepare some people to accompany you?"

Murong Fu touched Wang Yuyan's little head and said domineeringly:

"Cousin, don't worry."

"This is Gusu, this is me, Murong Fu, Gusu."

"Don't say it's an injured Zhang Wuji."

"Even if he brought all the Ming Cult, I would make it difficult for him to fly."

Wang Yuyan heard this and said happily:

"My cousin Wangye is the most majestic, and Yuyan is here to help him change his clothes."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Haha, then I'll bother my cousin."

On the Tiger Hill Tower.

Zhou Zhiruo, Jingxuan and Song Qingshu were sitting on the top floor.

The three of them looked at the bustling crowd under the tower and thought about their own thoughts.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the sun with beautiful eyes, then looked at Song Qingshu slightly displeased:

"Did you really deliver my invitation yesterday?"

Song Qingshu did not forget to praise himself and said:

"Of course."

"Didn't I tell you? Murong Fu doesn't want to come."

"It was because of my father's sake that I reluctantly agreed to come out and meet him."

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, instead of being happy, she showed contempt.

"Humph, besides relying on Uncle Song, what else can you do?"

When Song Qingshu heard this, he felt angry and said displeasedly:

"For whom did I carry my father out?"

"If you had said you didn't need it, why would I need a favor?"

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment. M..

He couldn't believe that Song Qingshu, a big licker, dared to talk to him like this, and said angrily:

"Are you crazy?"

Jingxuan saw that the two of them were in trouble and said:

"Master, uncle, Alliance Leader Murong is probably coming."

"Don't argue, you might make people laugh."

Zhou Zhiruo will naturally not be convinced and remains unyielding:

"Hmph, it's obvious that he's useless. He hasn't come yet even after making an appointment."

"I don't know if someone let the dove go."

Song Qingshu was actually beating the drum in his heart.

He wasn't sure whether Murong Fu would come or not.

He just gave a cold "hum" and didn't say anything back.

"Haha, I'm really sorry for keeping Brother Song waiting for so long."

Murong Fu listened in the corner downstairs for a while.

Discover the relationship between Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu.

It was worse than he imagined, Song Qingshu actually dared to talk back.

Haha, it looks like this dinner will be very interesting.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he saw Murong Fu accepted the invitation:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the time is just right. Qingshu is very honored that Brother Murong can come."

"Hmph!" Zhou Zhiruo said displeased: "Leader Murong, you are busy with things."

"It's really hard to find someone."

Murong Fu hummed softly and said politely:

"Headmaster Zhou is right, if it weren't for Brother Song's invitation."

"I'm afraid I won't come today."

"You..." Zhou Zhiruo was about to retort in anger.

Jingxuan quickly changed the topic and said:

"Master, since Alliance Leader Murong is here, he is a guest."

"How about we talk while we eat?"

"Hmph! I listen to you." Zhou Zhiruo also knew that business was important and didn't say anything more.

A flash of light flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, he took out two jars of old wine and poured them to everyone.

He was the first to raise his glass and said, "Just ask Alliance Leader Murong if he likes good wine."

"I requested these two altars locally."

"After I return to the sect, I will order someone to bring some jars of [Sansu Wine] to Brother Murong."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, drank a glass of old wine, and said with a smile:

"Then I'd like to thank Brother Song."

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome, Brother Murong, drink more, this wine is precious." Song Qingshu was overjoyed.

He didn't expect that Murong Fu would really give him face.

Since marrying Zhou Zhiruo, her meridians have been disabled.

This was the first time someone treated him as a human being, and I couldn't help but feel grateful.

Murong Fu raised his eyes, always feeling that Song Qingshu's expression was strange.

There is a bit of wretchedness in the excitement.

However, he didn't think too much. No one in Gusu City dared to harm him.

Moreover, the other party had no reason to harm him.

A few people politely drank half a jar of wine.

Song Qingshu stood up and said, "You guys eat first, I'll go down and buy some vegetables."

Murong Fu looked at a table of delicious dishes and said politely:

"Brother Song, these dishes are enough, there's no need to go any more."

Song Qingshu smiled mysteriously, leaned on Murong Fu's shoulder, and whispered:

"Brother Murong, don't worry, the gift I prepared for you will be here soon."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the room, leaving a man and two women in the room.