Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Wang Yuyan's voice was like a gnat, but at this moment, the two of them were held in Murong Fu's arms. How could this voice escape Murong Fu's ears?

The shy and charming little beauty looks like a blooming peony, making people want to hold it in their hands and play with it carefully.

But Wenxiang Nephrite is already in her arms, how can she let go so easily.

Murong Fu deliberately smiled evilly and said: "The voice was too low, I didn't hear it clearly~ Just scream a few more times~"

Wang Yuyan glanced at Murong Fu with a resentful look, staring at her sweetheart and future husband whom she thought about so much, she felt a little crazy for a moment.

An impulse surged into her heart, and in an instant the girl's shyness was replaced by the tenderness and sweetness of the past. Wang Yuyan leaned against Murong Fu's chest, lightly parted her lips, and called out again and again: "Husband~Husband~Fu Lang~ Is it wrong? Just let me go this time, okay~"

Wang Yuyan leaned softly in Murong Fu's arms, enjoying her husband's tenderness. Murong Fu's eyes were full of love.

As for whether Murong Fu spared Wang Yuyan, who knows?

Wang Yuyan was like a kitten leaning against the fire, looking at her lover with a pair of beautiful eyes, she was about to say something but stopped.

Murong Fu gently scratched the little beauty's upturned nose with his fingers: "Xiao Nizi, if you have anything on your mind, tell her quickly. Don't hide it."

Wang Yuyan blushed slightly, thought for a while, and gathered up her courage and said, "Well, cousin, I'll say it. Grandpa said that I would be betrothed, so when will we, um, get married?"

This short sentence exhausted Wang Yuyan's courage. At the end of the sentence, Wang Yuyan's voice was almost inaudible, and it was only thanks to Murong Fu's deep inner strength that she could hear it.

Murong Fu originally wanted to tease the little beauty, but when he saw Wang Yuyan's shy and expectant eyes, his heart suddenly softened, and he said softly: "Wait a few months, take my aunt over, and show her in front of Master Wu Yazi How about we get married?"

"it is good!"

Hearing Murong Fu's affirmative answer, Wang Yuyan felt that nothing in the world could be happier than at this moment.

Wang Yuyan just leaned quietly in the arms of her sweetheart, enjoying the tranquility of the moment, until a nervous exclamation interrupted the tenderness of the moment.

"I'm sorry, did I come at the wrong time?"

Wang Yuyan stiffened and subconsciously wanted to get up and leave. She didn't relax until she saw the person clearly.

Abi was wearing a green skirt, with a pretty snow-white face, and two wisps of red clouds spreading towards her ears. It was obvious that she did not expect to encounter such a scene. She pinched the corner of her clothes nervously. For a moment, she could neither advance nor retreat, like a confused deer.

But looking at Wang Yuyan nestling in Murong Fu's arms, a trace of envy surged in her heart.

Murong Fu smiled faintly, stretched out a hand in the direction of Abi, and said with a smile: "No, you came at the right time."

Looking at the encouraging eyes of Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan, Abi felt warm in her heart, and finally summoned up the courage to walk towards Murong Fu's open arms, and was gently taken into his arms by Murong Fu.

With the warm fragrance and jade in his arms, Murong Fu felt relaxed and happy, and silently said in his heart the classic saying of later generations: "You are all my wings."

Wang Yuyan looked at Abi with a smile.

Because of Abi's arrival, Wang Yuyan was no longer as embarrassed as before. Instead, she winked at Abi mischievously, teasing this good sister who had saved her. When she saw Abi's face flushed, she tilted her head shyly. The way Wang Yuyan shrank into Murong Fu's arms made her even happier.

Murong Fu saw Wang Yuyan's cunning plan succeeding, and felt very amused, and wanted to tease this ice-snow and smart beauty.

After a while, Wang Yuyan’s shy voice sounded:

"Cousin, don't be like this~"

At the same time, Abi also begged softly: "Master~"

Not to mention that the beauties in the Deaf and Mute Valley are as beautiful as jade at this time, and the undercurrents are already surging everywhere in the rivers and lakes.

Late at night, in the Bodhi Courtyard of Shaolin Temple.

Several young monks were sitting on the futons chatting. Judging from the color of their clothes, these people should be junior monks of the Xu generation in Shaolin.

A tall, ordinary-looking monk asked the person next to him: "Brother Xuyan, why are we staying here in the middle of the night? This is not an important place like the Sutra Pavilion. Besides, there is a All the masters and uncles of the Xuan generation are in the temple, so what bold and arrogant man dares to come to our Bodhi Courtyard and act wild?"

Another monk smiled and said: "Junior Brother Xuqing, you don't understand this. There is something in this Bodhi Courtyard."

Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly realized something, smiled mysteriously, and stopped talking.

Xu Qing asked curiously: "Senior brother, what exactly is in this Bodhi Courtyard? Is it worth it for us to stay awake most of the night?"

The monk smiled and said: "Junior brother, this is impossible to say."

Xu Qing curled his lips disdainfully: "I think you just don't know, senior brother, so you're just making things up."

The monk said angrily: "Who says I don't know? Do you know what is hidden under this bronze mirror?"

"Forget it, you can think whatever you want. I'll ignore you."

After the monk finished speaking, he turned his back and stopped talking.

Seeing that his senior brother was angry, Xu Qing hurriedly laughed and said: "Senior brother, I was just joking. Why do you still take it seriously? That's all. I'll apologize to you, junior brother. Please don't be angry, okay?"

When Xu Yan heard that Xu Qing surrendered, most of the anger in his heart disappeared immediately. He was about to turn around and say a few words, but before he could move, he was struck by a sharp palm knife in the back of his heart. Black fainted.

Seeing his senior brother fainted, Xu Qing hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly!"

There were three other people on duty with Xu Qing and Xu Yan. Upon hearing Xu Qing's call, several others quickly ran over to take a look, turning their backs to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing smiled strangely and slashed out with two more swords.

The Shaolin monks of the Xu generation were not very good at martial arts, but they were attacked by Xu Qing in such a strange way. Two more people fell down immediately.

The remaining monk finally came to his senses and was about to turn around to face the enemy. Unexpectedly, the opponent's martial arts was really tricky and weird. It was completely different from Shaolin's martial arts. With just one move, the remaining monk was hit in the acupoint by Xu Qing. Knocked to the ground, he didn't even have time to shout a warning.

Xu Qing smiled mysteriously, which seemed very inconsistent on Xu Qing's rough face.

Then Xu Qing came to a bronze mirror in front of the Buddha statue and leaned down.

A Zen verse is engraved on the bronze mirror: "The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror stand. I should wipe it diligently at all times to prevent it from getting stained by dust."

Xu Qing stretched out his right hand and fiddled with the Zen poem on the bronze mirror a few times. The bronze mirror slowly turned up, and Xu Qing's face showed joy.

Immediately, Xu Qing went to the back of the bronze mirror, grabbed a small package, and then closed the bronze mirror. At this time, the other four monks were still awake. Xu Qing took advantage of the night to leave the Bodhi Courtyard and go to the back mountain of Shaolin. There, a black figure had been waiting for him.

When Xu Qing saw the figure in black, he quickly knelt down and said, "I'd like to inform my old master. A'Zhu will live up to his command!"

The voice as soft as an oriole did not match Xu Qing's ugly face, and looked very strange in the dark night.

The black figure turned around and said in an approving tone: "Thank you, you did a good job!"

Xu Qing hurriedly said: "Serve the old master, A'Zhu will never regret it!"