Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"That's good. If there's nothing wrong, sister-in-law can go back with us." Seeing that the other party already understood, Nangong Jun stopped talking nonsense.

Murong Shuang was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, I'll say goodbye to my family."

"Well, okay, I'll wake them up and take the eldest brother away later." Nangong Jun said quickly and got up and left.

Leaving Murong Shuang alone, at this moment, her heart was very chaotic, very chaotic.

"Second Sister, do you really want to go back with them?" Murong Shanshan was worried about Murong Shuang, and followed behind all the time, she listened to everything.

"Hehe, there is no way, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, Ah Liu died for me, even if I have been widowed for him for the rest of my life, I will accept it." Murong Shuang sighed.

"But, Second Sister, you are only 27, and you have a long life ahead. If you are a widow..." Murong Shanshan didn't want to say any more.

"Forget it, this is fate, don't talk nonsense with them when you get back later, let's separate happily." Murong Shuang said.

Murong Shanshan pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe big cousin can help."

"he?"

Immediately, Murong Shuang's gentle and slightly domineering appearance appeared in Murong Shuang's mind, he shook his head, and sighed:

"Forget it, the Nangong family is extraordinary, so I won't cause trouble to my cousin anymore."

"I'll take all the mistakes on my own."

Seeing Murong Shuang accepting his fate, Murong Shanshan felt unwilling and said urgently:

"If you want to pray for blessings, why can't you pray? Do you have to go back to Nangong's house?"

"Now that we have returned to the clan, it is right for the eldest cousin to stand up for us."

"If you don't say it, I will!"

Chapter 196: Murong's Sword Art

"do not…"

Murong Shuang still wanted to stop Murong Shanshan, but the other party left without turning her head.

She stood there and sighed heavily, but her heart was in a mess.

I hope that Murong will make a move again, and I also hope that the two families will not get too stiff.

"Huh~ It's been a long time since I drank so happily, happy, happy!"

Murong Fu performed the small formless kung fu, and spit out all the alcohol remaining in his body.

Afterwards, A'Zhu was asked to pour a basin of hot water and wash his face.

"Fu Lang, according to the rules, there are some clan elders who want to meet today, you see?" Wang Yuyan reminded.

Murong Fu shook his head: "I have recently merged the exercises, and I have made new progress to go to the secret place to practice. Those old fellows only open their mouths for benefits, and I don't see any use for them."

"Have you made new progress in your cultivation?" Wang Yuyan said happily.

"Well, it's a pity that the Ziwei Sutra is too profound, and as a husband, I may not understand it for a while." Murong Fu has already translated the text on the Sutra to Wang Yuyan, who also has only a half-knowledge of its contents.

Both husband and wife are helpless.

Murong Fu actually knew in his heart that the things recorded in the scriptures were very different from the current cultivation system, and spiritual energy was mentioned many times in it.

As for the aura, he also experienced it when he drank monkey wine.

As for other places, whether there is any spiritual energy, he does not know.

In short.

That stuff is very scarce.

"Fu Lang, don't rush this matter, step by step is the kingly way." Wang Yuyan comforted.

"Don't worry, I understand it." Murong Fu smiled, and said a few words to Wang Yuyan before leaving.

I happened to see that Abi came in with a small wine glass and joked, "Why, didn't you drink enough last night? Do you want some more?"

"My lord, you're making fun of me again." Abi blushed when Murong Fu said it, and quickly retorted.

"Then what are you doing with a wine glass?" Murong Fu laughed.

Abi said: "A servant outside the door said that a group of guests came last night and set the wine glasses in the solid wood table."

"Last night?" Murong Fu was taken aback, then turned to look at Wang Yuyan: "Who's here?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head, she was with Murong Fu last night and she didn't know about the Nangong family's visit.

"Where is the Shadow Secret Guard?" Murong Fu didn't talk nonsense when he saw this, he called someone to come out and ask.

"Shadow secret guard Xiang Rong is here." The voice of the shadow secret guard came from outside the door within three breaths.

"Who came last night?" Murong Fu asked.

"At [-]:[-] p.m. last night, a group of second-generation sons and daughters of the Nangong family came, namely Nangong Jun and Nangong Jue..." Xiang Rong replied respectfully.

Murong Fu pondered and said: "The Chinese New Year's Eve didn't stay at home, but went to our house to grab leftovers to eat? Are you sure this group of people is real? Some beggars come from somewhere to cheat food and drink?"

Xiang Rong was taken aback for a moment, took a breath, and said quickly: "Please forgive me, master, we are unable to confirm the authenticity due to the tight schedule."

Murong Fu pushed open the door and came out, stretched slowly, and said with a smile:

"Haha, just kidding, we don't know each other, how can Murong Shuang not know each other?"

Xiang Rong wiped the cold sweat off his head in embarrassment, and broke into a smile that was uglier than crying: "Master, it's really funny."

Murong Fu laughed "haha" a few times, and observed carefully with the cup in his hand.

The cups are ordinary cups in Murong's old house, at most they are more expensive than those on the market.

There is nothing new about it.

"There are two possibilities, I guess, for the cup to be set into the table for no reason.

"One is to show off one's deep internal strength, and two, it seems more like a warning or a provocation."

"Which ingredient do you think is the most?" Murong Fu seemed to be asking Xiang Rong, or talking to himself, and fiddled with the cup a few times to the sky.

Xiang Rong said seriously: "There is no conflict between our Murong family and Nangong family, they shouldn't be provocative."

"Well, the normal logic is correct, but well, everyone in the world is used to stepping on the corpses of our predecessors, maybe these people want to use my reputation to do something." Murong Fu handed the cup to Xiang Rong.