[Tianlong] Re-embracing Yanzhi and looking for Xiaoyao

before.It's a pity that Mr. Murong died young, but it's gratifying that Mr. Murong is a talented man with outstanding martial arts. Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs! "

"Master's ridiculous praise, I'm ashamed and dare not take it!" Murong Fu smiled brightly, his sword eyebrows stretched, his spirit suddenly became bright, and he opened his arms and said: "Master has come from a long way, why not drink a pot of tea and talk slowly with me."

"That little monk will be disrespectful." Jiumozhi nodded slightly, and stepped up the stairs.Seeing that Murong Fu was actually discussing with Jiumozhi, Yan Zhi couldn't help tugging at the corner of Murong Fu's clothes anxiously, but Murong Fu didn't look at her, he just shook her hand heavily.

Yan Zhi watched Murong Fu disregarding his own obstruction and followed Jiumozhi upstairs, feeling angry and annoyed, he simply walked out of the inn.She was always thinking about Cheng Bi these days, and planned to send a letter to Luoyang first, but she was afraid that her father would be worried, so she only said that she would travel with Cheng Bi for a while, but she heard about Qiao Feng on the street. The notoriety of killing father, mother, and teacher".Suddenly recalled that in the original book, his father had also sent out hero invitations with the two heroes of the You family in Juxianzhuang, inviting the heroes of the world to punish Qiao Feng, the "Khitan desire evil".It even provoked the story of You Tanzhi and Azi.

Yanzhi walked towards the inn restlessly, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, whether he should rush back to Luoyang first, but he was also worried about Murong Fu's health.When she returned to the inn, she asked Xiaoer again, and when she learned that the monk had left, she breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs.Pushing open the door, he saw that Murong Fushen was fully dressed, sitting at the table drinking tea, and there was an empty cup of tea on the opposite side.He must have just had a drink of tea with Jiumozhi and had a pleasant conversation.

Yan Zhi sneered, she was still wearing Li Yanzong's mask, so she said in a rough voice: "Mr. Murong is very elegant, and drinking tea and discussing friends is really pleasant. Don't you know that you are seeking skin with a tiger?"

Murong Fu sat upright, took another teacup with a calm face, poured a cup of tea, did not answer, but raised his cup and said: "A cup of rough tea, thank you for saving Miss Xue's life, please."

Yan Zhi saw that he was avoiding the important and neglecting the minor, polite and distant, knowing that he was still stubborn, couldn't help but sigh secretly, but still took the teacup from his hand and drank it down in one gulp.Putting down the teacup, she glared at him angrily again: "Who told you to put on your clothes, take them off!"

Murong Fu was startled.Yanzhi let out a cold snort, but in fact his face was already blushing, fortunately he was covered by a mask, his eyes still did not dare to look at Murong Fu, but he said viciously: "I will do acupuncture and moxibustion for you for the next few days, Hurry up and take off your clothes, lie down!"

Seeing Murong Fu's slow movements, as if a little sluggish, Yan Zhi simply turned around and roasted the silver needles on the candle one by one.When he turned around again, Murong Fu was half naked, lying on the bed.

Murong Fuben is a disease of insanity, all due to the blockage of the inner breath and air vessels.If you want to apply acupuncture, the fourteen meridians of the whole body must not be confused, otherwise there will be fear of life.Yanzhi tried her best to calm down the emotions in her heart, and applied the needles calmly.After half an hour, she finally finished a treatment, and she breathed a sigh of relief.Then he pulled out the needle retrogradely along the meridians, and when he pulled it to Fengchi point, he couldn't help but let out a gasp, and touched Murong Fu's ear with his fingers. "What's the matter, is the blood vein retrograde, so red?"

Murong Fu coughed in a low voice, Yanzhi realized it now, and couldn't help but blushed, his eyes didn't even dare to stay on his back, he hastily pulled out the silver needle, and said coldly: "Okay , you can get dressed now." As she spoke, she turned around, touched her cheek with her fingers, and breathed a sigh of relief when she touched the cold and rough mask.Yan Zhi went to the table and took out the needle pouch, and put away the silver needles one by one, but felt that this time the needle was extremely tired, his body seemed to be a ball of cotton, and he had no strength at all, suddenly felt something strange, and quickly touched his chest Shenfeng acupoint, but his body was no longer in control, and just as his fingers left his chest, he lay down on the table all of a sudden.She just thought it was another murderer, she felt extremely nervous, but she heard Murong Fu's voice of getting dressed in a leisurely way, and realized that it was him who did it, she couldn't help gnashing her teeth in anger.

Murong Fu put on his clothes and walked in front of Yanzhi.Seeing her eyes closed tightly, eyebrows slightly frowned, he couldn't help sighing, picked her up and laid her flat on the bed, making her lie down more comfortably.Seeing that the yellow-faced hemp-skinned mask and the jade-white skin on the neck are clearly separated, I can't help but find it funny when I think of her deliberately rough voice. If Li Yanzong's face is not safe enough now, let this mask cover her face It's all right to avoid a muddy person like Yun Zhonghe.But thinking of the message from Big Brother Deng's flying pigeon just now, Murong Fu's heart shuddered, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation to take off the mask on Yanzhi's face.

Yan Zhi's face felt cold, and she knew that the mask must have been removed. Although she couldn't move her body, but just because she tapped the acupuncture points, part of the medicine's effect was stopped in time, so her mind was still very clear, and her heart was full of anger. Annoyed, but he didn't know what Murong Fu was going to do.Suddenly he felt his fingers tighten, and one hand was tightly intertwined with her five fingers, and he heard Murong Fu's voice next to his ear, "Ah Zhi, when I finish my great work someday, I, Murong Fu, will come to Luoyang to marry you, and I will marry you. Sharing these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it's just that the journey is a bit hard, I can't bear you to be displaced with me, and you can go back to Luoyang after the medicine wears off." After finishing speaking, looking at her face, I couldn't bear the love in my heart. He pressed a kiss on his forehead, but he didn't dare to indulge too deeply, he just tasted it and hurriedly got up and left.

Yanzhi's heart was pounding, but he couldn't open his mouth, couldn't move his hands, he could only feel his fingers slowly pulling away, wishing to grab him immediately and tell him not to think about the restoration of the country...but he just She could feel the clothes passing between her fingers, and she was angry and frustrated at the same time, but suddenly she heard the sound of his footsteps turning back, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Murong Fu picked up the long sword and walked to the door, then turned back to Yan Zhi, but bent down to take the needle bag from her waist: "Although Ah Zhi's medical skills are superb, but you are the one who I, Murong Fu ordered Wife, you can no longer perform this acupuncture technique on others. So, Ah Zhi is not to blame." After finishing speaking, he put the silver needles in his arms, and then opened the door and left.Only Yan Zhi was left alone, lying on the bed in agony.

18 There are grievances that cannot be resolved

When Yan Zhi woke up, besides a piece of letter paper from Murong Fu asking her to go back to Luoyang, she also had a few bank notes.Yan Zhi looked at the letter paper in his hand, and when he thought of that kiss, his heart couldn't help but thump, but when he remembered that he was still obsessed with the great cause of restoring the country, he became sad again.

She packed her bags and walked out of the inn. She was a little dazed for a while, but after only a few steps, she heard a burst of crying, and saw a group of beggars surrounding a few people in mourning clothes, shouting out of righteous indignation: "This Murong villain is so hateful." , not only harmed our Vice-Clan Master Ma, but also the Iron Gate Master this time, this tone must not be tolerated!"

"That's right! A few days ago, Master Xuan Bei of Qingshan School, Qinjiazhai School, Funiu School and Shaolin Temple were all murdered by 'Gusu Murong'. Like Qiao Feng, they are all scourges of the world, we must not treat them lightly!"

When Yan Zhi heard Murong Fu's name, he couldn't help but stop, and then heard that Qingshan School, Qinjiazhai, Funiu School, and Master Xuanbei from Shaolin Temple had been murdered, he immediately turned around and walked towards the group of people go.

Among a group of beggars there were a few people crying and burning paper, they were all dressed in plain clothes, Yan Zhi saw that one of the little beggars looked familiar, and shouted: "Hou Qi!" Sure enough, the little beggar turned his head, When he saw her, he waved his hand happily, "Oh, it's Miss Xue!"

Just as Yan Zhi was about to step forward to ask, a beggar suddenly stretched out a bamboo stick to block her, "Wait! You are...you are from the 'Gusu Murong' family!"

There were also other beggars who recognized her and shouted: "That's right, last time we saw her in Xingzilin, she would use 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi'!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a roar: "Who? Who is from Gusu Murong's family?!" Immediately afterwards, the kneeling strong men came out from behind the beggars, staring fiercely at him with red eyes. With swallow fat.

Yanzhi was anxious, so he ignored them, and only asked Hou Qidao: "What were you talking about just now? Who did 'Gusu Murong' kill?"

Hou Qi scratched his head in embarrassment, "Miss Xue, you..."

"Hmph! Murong Fu killed the Iron Sect Master of our Iron Gun Sect!" One of the burly men in mourning said angrily, his tone full of mourning, "Last night, our Sect Master was stabbed in the chest with a gun. It is his famous skill 'Zhongping marksmanship'. Who else could be the murderer besides Murong Fu who 'does the same thing as the other way'?"

Yanzhi's heart was shocked when he heard the words, he couldn't help taking a step back, and blurted out: "It's not him!" It can't be Murong Fu, he was clearly unconscious last night, and he was in the same room with him, so how could it be him who killed him? !

"Hmph!" a Beggar Clan disciple snorted coldly, "You were originally with 'Nan Murong', so of course you should speak for him!"

Yanzhi's heart is heavy. Master Xuanbei from Qingcheng School, Qinjiazhai School, Funiu School, Shaolin, and Ma Dayuan from the Beggar Gang all died due to his fame skills as in the original book. Gunmen, this could never be done by Murong Fu, then there is only one possibility, Murong Bo is really not dead...

Yan Zhi still couldn't believe that Murong Bo really didn't die.Seeing that there was a coffin behind those people, he hastily pushed away the few people who stood in front of him and rushed over.There was a middle-aged man lying in the coffin, his brows were tightly frowned, it could be seen that he was in great pain when he died, Yan Zhi was about to open his clothes when he heard the roar of others: "What are you going to do?