Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

A subtle trace of Beiming's true energy was injected into the silver needle under Murong Fu's control. Blessed by pure internal energy, the silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was flashing with a dazzling cold light. If it were thrown as a hidden weapon at this moment, even a top-notch expert would not be injured.

Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and said softly: "It might be a little uncomfortable, please bear with it."

At this time, Abi's pretty face, which was originally slightly pale due to poisoning, was covered with clouds, as if all the blood in her body was concentrated on her face, and her beautiful eyes were full of shame.

She was like a pure little white sheep. With Wang Yuyan's help, she managed to stand up and knelt on the bed, waiting for the Creator's disposal.

The virgin skin exudes the slightest fragrance. In this era, there are not so many industrial cosmetics in later generations. Everything is the original creation of nature.

The water town in the south of the Yangtze River showed great pity to this pretty and lovely girl, and not only gave her soft and smooth skin, but also gave her a head of bright and shiny hair. In order to make it easier for the needle to be inserted, the hair was simply tied into a bun and softly coiled on the head, exposing the skin of the whole body to the air without any obstruction, adding a bit of softness to the beauty.

Abi's mind was in confusion at this time, and her whole body was dizzy.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She only thought that she was so upset because she was poisoned.

When she was young, she was sent to Shenhe Manor by her father and met this young master who was always as proud as a phoenix. From then on, the figure in front of her became the only thing she cared about between her brows and her heart.

Ten miles into the spring breeze, there are thousands of green hairs and cardamom years. Who can say yes to my husband's heart?

She had also hoped that that person would occasionally stay at home for a few more days, listen to her newly learned songs, and taste her carefully made snacks.

But when spring returned, summer cicadas sang, autumn came and winter solstice came, the person who had appeared in her spring boudoir dreams countless times always stayed briefly when she returned, and then left in a hurry.

Even during that brief stay, she could only silently offer him a cup of fragrant tea, and he barely touched the carefully prepared snacks.

"Sister Abi, do you like the young master?" A'Zhu's bold question always made her blush with embarrassment.

"like."

She had imagined that one day the red candle would be shining brightly and the moon would be full on the west tower, and Murong Fu would be able to lift off her red hijab with his own hands. Just like today, I entrust my pure and flawless body to my sweetheart along with thousands of girlish feelings.

"That's all, Abi is originally the son of the young master. I hope that one day when the young master marries his cousin, he can still leave a corner in his heart for Abi." Abi thought to herself, while secretly glancing at Wang Yuyan, who was pretty and blushing next to her. , there was an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

Wang Yuyan supported Abi's body. Although she knew it was inappropriate, she still couldn't help but admired in her heart: "Abi's body is so comfortable to hold."

Naturally, it was impossible for Abi to know what Wang Yuyan beside her was thinking. If she knew, she would be even more ashamed and helpless.

Tears faintly covered Abi's beautiful eyes with a layer of moisture. She covered her body with her hands, looked back at Murong Fu and said, "Young master, you have mercy on me."

The pure appearance coupled with these reverie words, as well as the coquettish posture of the sickly beauty at this moment, under the sharp contrast, Murong Fu felt that his heartbeat was speeding up.

After noticing something strange about himself, Murong Fu quickly summoned Beiming's energy to stabilize his mind, and smiled bitterly in his heart: Why didn't I notice that this girl was so alluring before?

The most provocative one is the love of a girl.

But at this time, Murong Fu could not allow himself to have these charming thoughts.

He approached Er Shu, and the faint fragrance of the girl entered his nose. He didn't know if it belonged to Abi or Wang Yuyan.

Murong Fu calmed down and inserted a silver needle into the Jade Pillow point on the back of Abi's neck according to Doctor Xue's previous instructions. This acupuncture point was extremely important.

If something went wrong, it could range from amnesia to severe damage to his vitality, so Murong Fu was extra careful and carefully controlled the movement of his true energy.

Fortunately, Murong Fuben is a master of martial arts. He can identify acupuncture points extremely accurately. The Beiming Zhenqi he cultivates is extremely pure and has the best internal strength in the world. Therefore, this injection will be accurate.

As the true energy entered her body, Abi felt a warm current rushing through her body, and suddenly it was cold and cool. This dual feeling of coldness and warmth made Abi couldn't help but exhale.

This sound is very different from Abi's usual gentle and fresh sound like a clear spring on a stone. It is more like an oriole emerging from the valley, indescribably gentle.

Abi also felt that this sound was too much and wanted to explain. Murong Fu whispered: "Don't talk, relax your body and mind, and let the Qi circulate naturally."

Abi had no choice but to swallow the words that came to her lips, but her smooth ears were already red at the moment.

Wang Yuyan lowered her head, not daring to look at Abi. She felt that Abi was very different at this moment than usual.

After that, Murong Fu used his internal force to insert silver needles into twelve acupuncture points on Abi's back.

Beiming's true energy entered her body, bringing various tingling and numbing sensations, but now no matter what, Abi didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Murong Fu wiped a thin layer of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and said softly to Abi: "Abi, close your eyes."

"Yes"

Murong Fu was ordered, and Abi obeyed obediently, closing her eyes tightly. I don't know whether it was because of shyness or some other reason, but her beautiful eyes were closed, not allowing any light to come through.

Murong Fu looked at the pretty and blushing Wang Yuyan and said, "Yuyan, close your eyes too."

"Ah, me? Yes, cousin." Then he thought of a frightened little rabbit and hurriedly closed his eyes, but out of curiosity, he couldn't help but reveal a little gap.

Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart, and then came to the pretty maid with the remaining silver needle.

The docile virgin was like a little white sheep on the altar. Her slightly trembling body and undulating eyelashes showed her inner tension at the moment.

With the owner's heart beating violently.

At this moment, the girl was placed in front of her lover in her newborn form, with her slightly raised red cherry lips shining with a seductive luster, looking like a coquettish figure ready for him to take whatever he wanted.

The flower path has never been swept by a guest, and the Pengmen is now opened for Jun.

Murong Fu silently recited the scriptures he could think of countless times in his mind, and then he stabilized his mind a little. At this moment, Murong Fu suddenly understood his cheap father-in-law who was always merciful: if he was to blame, all living beings were too beautiful.

Which GB can withstand such a test?

Before Murong Fu lost his heart and failed to challenge his weakness, he finally stabilized his mind and guided the silver needles with his inner power, piercing Abi's important acupuncture points such as Tiantu, Shenfeng, Yumen, Fengfu, and Zigong one by one.

After completing all this, Murong Fu took a deep breath in his heart, feeling that he was not so tired after a fierce battle.

Abi's meridians were opened by several subtle Beiming Qi. I feel that my whole body is unbearably sore and numb, and my beauty is unspeakable. The true energy flowing in my body is like peach blossoms in March, igniting the delicate skin.

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