Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

Lang Xueci weakly touched little Hu Fei's head.

Her heart was so sad, why did she want to leave her son.

It's just that, as it should be, she can't help it.

"Xiao Fei has to be strong, and he has to listen to your adoptive father in the future, you know?"

"Well, I know, I will obediently obey my foster father in the future." Little Hu Fei nodded sensiblely.

Seeing her son like this, Lang Xueci felt her heart was about to break.

Standing by the door, Murong Fu was also very emotional, and if there was a way, he would save her life.

"Ding, then here comes the problem."

"One, one promise, one thousand gold, if you save it, you save it, if it is cured, the reward: Yufeng Xingying."

"Second, with a heart of stone and a heart of stone, let Lang Xueci die without saving her. Reward: a share of the Little Wuxiang Gong."

Murong Fu's eyes lit up, it was another experience, it was still the experience of Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

This is far better than decades of skill.

If the Little Formless Kung Fu goes up to another level, the power of the Nine Suns Manual and the Divine Illumination Sutra in his body will naturally increase accordingly.

It's just that he couldn't bear to watch little Hu Fei lose his mother so quickly.

It is a fresh life, and he gritted his teeth and decided to choose one to save Lang Xueci.

He approached the mother and son, said with a smile: "Xiaofei don't need to be sad, didn't the adoptive father just say that there will be a way to save your mother."

Little Hu Fei grabbed Murong Fu's hand and asked, "Really?"

"Really, go to sleep obediently, foster father still has to heal your mother's injuries." Murong Fu patted little Hu Fei on the head and said softly.

Little Hu Fei was very happy, showing a happy smile, bowed to Murong Fu, and walked back to his room.

"Mr. Murong, Xiao Fei is too capricious, and you will lie with me." Lang Xueci said.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Sister-in-law is wrong, I didn't lie to Xiao Fei, when your back injury stabilizes a bit, I will take you to Guishan Valley."

"Don't you say it's dangerous there?" Lang Xueci asked in surprise.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a toothless door, it can't block my way."

"Can it really cure my poison?" Lang Xueci couldn't believe it.

She was afraid that it would be an empty joy, but it would make little Hu Fei even more disappointed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely cure you." Murong Fu looked into Lang Xueci's eyes and said seriously.

"Then... I thank you in advance."

Lang Xueci couldn't look directly into Murong Fu's gaze, and unconsciously lowered her head.

"Climb well, I'll give you medicine!" Murong Fu sat beside Lang Xueci's bed, took out a Jiuhua Yulu pill and fed it to Lang Xueci.

Lang Xueci took the elixir and couldn't help but be surprised: "You give me the medicine, are you afraid it's wrong?"

"The servants in this old house are clumsy, I'm a little worried." Murong Fu said while helping Lang Xueci.

Then, deal with the back injury for the opponent.

Lang Xueci felt a burst of pain, and couldn't help but let out a "wow~".

Murong Fu asked gently: "Sister-in-law, did I hurt you too much?"

"It's okay, you don't need to stop, you can continue." Lang Xueci said while enduring the pain.

However, at this moment, her heart is even more sad.

Her husband, who had been dead for eight years, was still standing in front of her today.

That feeling is the same as being alive.

It's just that she clearly knows that the real Hu Yidao will never hurt her.

"Hold on, I'm going to take medicine."

Murong Fu took out Murong's special golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on Lang Xueci's wound.

"Ah~"

A piercing pain made Lang Xueci want to go crazy.

The slender nephrite-like little hands resisted random grabbing.

Murong Fu is taking medicine.

I felt a huge pain in the inner thigh.

Looking down, it was Lang Xueci who was pinching herself, and shouted: "Sister-in-law, be gentle!"

...

Half a quarter of an hour later, Murong Fu finally helped Lang Xueci deal with the injury.

He also found a maid to bandage him, but he also had an extra mind to develop soul sensing, paying attention to every move inside.

At this time, Deng Baichuan, Bao Budong and others came together and respectfully said: "My lord, we are back."

Murong Fu saw several people, all of them were ashen-faced and covered in blood, and asked: "Are you injured?"

"No, no, the blood is from the living dead," Bao Ditong said with a smile.

"It's fine, how is everything going over there?" Murong Fu asked.

Deng Baichuan said: "We have burned all the corpses, but some squires were accidentally bitten by the living dead."

"In order to avoid them getting sick and hurting other people, we also deal with them by the way."

Murong Fu didn't raise a single word, so these words can only be used to fool outsiders.

"Hey, the gentry in Gusu City are afraid to see us now." Bao BuTong showed a hint of complacency.

"If they are honest, don't bother them again in the future." Murong Fu said.

Deng Baichuan, Bao Butong and the others all understood the meaning of Murong Fu's words and nodded at the same time.