Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

A’Zhu is both a respectable and a pitiful tragic figure.

She grew up in the Murong family since she was a child, and was deeply loved by the mistress of the Murong family. She not only taught her many unique skills, but also asked her to host the perfume listening pavilion.

So she and Abi were maids in name, but in reality they were like the adopted daughters of the Murong family.

His status is far above the other servants of Shenhe Village, comparable to the four generals.

Moreover, A’Zhu is still pretty and pretty, a rare beauty in the world.

How could Murong Fu, who had never been in the habit of giving away girls, give up A’Zhu to others.

Fighting all night long.

The cock crows and rests

【Congratulations to the host and his maids A’Zhu and A Bi for completing a wonderful inheritance: luck +18, longevity +6!】

“It turns out that the blessing of Qi people is really a blessing.”

This is the first time for Murong Fu to enjoy Aju Abi’s selfless dedication at the same time.

I didn’t expect that luck and longevity can be superimposed.

What an unexpected surprise.

“It’s a pity that A’Zhu is so thin-faced.”

After getting along day and night, Murong Fu naturally knew A’Zhu’s character well.

If last night hadn’t been too special, otherwise Murong Fu would have had a hard time succeeding.

Suddenly,

Murong Fu’s brows frowned.

But he didn’t hesitate and got dressed first.

“Young Master!”

“But got up?”

Deng Baichuan asked respectfully from outside.

Murong Fu rushed out.

He looked like a ghost.

But Deng Baichuan was no longer surprised and reported respectfully:”Sir, Sima Wei is dead.”

“Who is Sima Wei?”

“Does his death have anything to do with me?”

Murong Fu was very dissatisfied.

But he also knew that Deng Baichuan would not bother him with trivial matters.

So he restrained his irritability.

“Sima Wei, leader of the Qingcheng faction”

“He died under the unique skill of the Qingcheng sect – the Qingzi Nine Beats.”

Deng Baichuan described it in a cold tone.

In his heart, the death of the leader of the Qingcheng faction was insignificant.

But the problem was that Sima Wei’s death method was very pointed, and Deng Baichuan had to take it seriously.

“The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop.”

Murong Fu was very sad.

At this time, he had already remembered the main plot of Tianlong Babu.

It is estimated that before long, Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, will also die from his famous stunt.

Then it will be the turn of the man who is proficient in the Great Skanda Pestle. Shaolin Xuan is sad

“More than these”

“Half a month ago, the Sui tyrant Yang Guang was assassinated”

“The assassin’s martial arts skills were so high that he was offered a reward of 10,000 gold. Moreover, the tyrant’s imperial guard, Guan Yu Wenhuaji, personally led his elite to pursue him.”

Deng Baichuan reported another bad news.

“I don’t care if he is a tyrant”

“But what does his assassination have to do with us?”

Murong Fu was puzzled.

There were many dissections of Yang Guang in later generations, and many arguments said that he was not a tyrant.

But Murong Fu did not want to study this aspect.

He only knew that Yang Guang was a prodigal who ruined the glory of the Sui Dynasty.

“It is rumored that the assassin is proficient in hundreds of secret arts and can defeat any trick at will.”

“There are only a few people in the world who have such attainments in swordsmanship, and our Yanziwu happens to be one of them.”

When Deng Baichuan said this, his face was full of bitterness.

It was not easy for Yanziwu to give birth to a great master of martial arts.

It was not easy for the four of them to see a little hope of returning to the country.

As a result, troubles followed one after another.

“M’s!”

“This time, people are really sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky.”

Even though Murong Fu was a human being in two lifetimes, he couldn’t control his emotions.

“cousin”

“Is my cousin here?”

Wang Yuyan is here.

When Deng Baichuan heard this, he happily stepped aside.

Murong Fu was more direct and took the initiative to go out.

Under the green willows, a white cloth hid between the willows and mist, like haze wrapped in haze, and he was in a fairyland. Man. Murong Fu is still fascinated by the beauty of Yu Yan, even though he has seen it thousands of times.

“Miss”

“I’m afraid Young Master Murong is not here.

Grandma Wang persuaded:”Madam only allowed the young lady two hours, and now it’s been more than half an hour. Why don’t we go back first and let her come to ask for the secret book on her own?””

“no, sorry”

“I promised my cousin that I would never break my promise.”

If it were other aspects, the well-behaved Wang Yuyan would not resist.

But when it comes to Murong Fu, the nature is completely different.

“But miss……”

“Others have to pay a huge price when they come to the villa to ask for secrets, but you are lucky enough to have them delivered to your door instead.”

“This seems a bit self-deprecating.”

Mama Wang is still persuading.

What kind of master there is, there is what kind of slave.

Li Qingluo from Mandala Villa saw that Murong Fu was not happy, so naturally Aunt Wang would not have a good look.

“How can this be……”

Wang Yuyan was a little anxious.

But she was not good at words and couldn’t find the words to defend herself for a moment.

Boom!

The next moment.

Following the dull explosion, Grandma Wang immediately knelt down.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

“Self-deprecation?”

Murong Fu walked out with a gloomy face.

He came directly to Grandma Wang and asked condescendingly:”You mean, your little Mandala Villa is more noble than our Shenhe Villa?”

“you……”

“I don’t mean that.”

Mother Wang is very sensible.

She was just about to curse, but she caught the killing intent in Murong Fu’s eyes and immediately changed her words.

Although they had not seen each other for a while, the Murong Fu in front of her was very strange.

He was definitely not the one who was just looking at Lang Fu before. The secret book in Huan Yu Cave, and the arrogant young master

“For Yu Yan’s sake, I won’t kill you yet.”

“But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped.

Murong Fu expelled coldly:”Go back alone, tell Li Qingluo that Yu Yan will go back later, and then you can rest for half a year.””

“yes……”

Grandma Wang suppressed the surging energy and blood in her body and retreated in panic.

But the way she looked at Murong Fu at the end was like a poisonous snake.

Big discount on reading books during Dragon Boat Festival! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP points!

Grab a deposit now (activity time: June 22 to June 24)