Hu Yizhi immediately glared at her and lowered his voice and said, "What do you know? Your mother... In short, no one is allowed to go in and disturb her."

Suspicion flashed in A Ke's eyes, and he rolled his eyes and shouted loudly into the room, "Mom, are you there? Ke'er is here to see you. Mom, come out quickly..."

Hu Yizhi immediately looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do about her.

At this moment, a slightly urgent voice came to mind in the room, "Ke'er, is that you? Come in quickly."

A Ke glanced at Hu Yi with a slightly proud look, and then said to Murong Fu, "Mother allows us to go in."

Murong Fu nodded slightly and followed her without saying a word.

Entering the house, A Ke and Murong Fuhou were surprised. Besides Chen Yuanyuan, there was another person in the house.

He was a bald monk wearing cassocks, with prominent cheekbones, deep sunken eye sockets, a high bridge of nose, and extremely dark skin color, making him look like a jackal.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, and he had some guesses about the identity of the black-faced monk. It was most likely the king of Chuang Li Zicheng. He felt a little disappointed in his heart for no reason. It turned out that Chen Yuanyuan was still in contact with this old lover.

When he looked at Chen Yuanyuan again, he saw that her face was flushed, and the monk's robe on her body was slightly messy, with signs of being pulled. Murong Fu was immediately surprised, "Could it be that the two of them were doing something casual in the house earlier?"

www.m.

But immediately he noticed a red mark on Chen Yuanyuan's snow-white wrist, which was obviously pinched.

Presumably, the black-faced monk who was suspected of being Li Zicheng wanted to do something wrong, but Chen Yuanyuan was unwilling, and the two struggled and struggled. It was precisely because of this that Chen Yuanyuan felt as if she had been granted amnesty when she heard A Ke's voice.

After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold and he looked at the black-faced monk, "Who are you?"

"Yes, mother, who is this great monk and how come you are with him?" A Ke naturally noticed something strange about Chen Yuanyuan and asked suspiciously.

Chen Yuanyuan did not expect Murong Fu to be here at first, but she calmed down after a moment of panic, "He is..."

But before he finished speaking, the black-faced monk immediately said first, "I won't change my name or surname in my profession. This is the case with King Chuang Li Zicheng."

"Li Zicheng?" Murong Fu smiled contemptuously, "I've never heard of him."

"You!" Li Zichen's eyes widened when he was established, but he immediately burst into laughter, "Haha, boy, you have the guts. If you had spoken to me like this thirty years ago, you would have lost your head and body in an instant, but

Now that I have cultivated my moral character, I won’t fight with others easily.”

Then he ignored Murong Fu, pointed at A Ke, and asked Chen Yuanyuan, "Is she A Ke? She looks exactly like you."

Ever since Murong Fu and the others came in, his eyes had been on A Ke.

Chen Yuanyuan's pretty face changed slightly, she hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "She is my daughter, A'ke."

Li Zicheng was about to say something else, but Murong Fu was the first to say, "Auntie, one of my apprentices has been seriously injured. Can you use your land to heal her injuries?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuanyuan glanced at the woman in Murong Fu's arms and immediately replied, "Of course, what kind of injury did this girl suffer? Auntie also has some high-quality wound medicine here, which may come in handy."

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "There is no need for medicine. Her injuries cannot be cured by medicine or stone. I just have a small request."

"Oh?" Chen Yuanyuan was stunned, "What kind of request, but it doesn't matter."

The daughter fell in love with this man and she was very satisfied with him. Therefore, in her eyes, Murong Fu was already the best son-in-law of A Ke, so he naturally responded to his requests.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "While I am recovering from my injuries, I cannot bear any disturbance, so I would like to ask the rest of the people to leave here."

While speaking, he glanced at Li Zicheng intentionally or unintentionally, and his meaning was self-evident.

Li Zicheng immediately became dissatisfied, "Hey, boy, who do you think is an idler? Let me tell you, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly interrupted him, "You go out first."

"You..." Li Zicheng was stunned. He had never seen any big storms in his life, but no matter where he was, no one had ever dared to chase him away.

When he was about to have an attack, Chen Yuanyuan showed a look of pleading in his eyes and repeated, "Go out first."

"That's all, hum!" Li Zicheng opened his mouth, then snorted coldly, picked up the Zen staff on the table, and walked out of the room.

But before leaving, he looked at Akko again, his expression indescribably complicated.

Chen Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Murong Fu, "Young master, please do whatever you want."

Murong Fu just hit the empty space with two consecutive punches. He felt that his power was useless. A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes. However, there was only so much time to come, so he didn't worry about not having a chance. Right now, he had to help Ajiu resolve the punching energy in his body.

If you delay for a moment longer, Ah Jiu will suffer even more.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I will heal Ah Jiu's injuries in this main room. Please help the two guardians and don't let anyone disturb me."

"That's no problem." Chen Yuanyuan replied immediately.

Akko also nodded, "Don't worry, this place is very remote, no one will come here..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly thought of the great monk just now, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, he placed Ah Jiu gently on the table, and quickly performed a few sword techniques with both hands. With a buzz, the Ping Ping sword was unsheathed and turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the room.

"What are you doing!" Akko was shocked and asked.

Murong Fu smiled faintly, "I will temporarily seal this room with sword energy. No one is allowed to enter or exit, otherwise they will be crushed to pieces by the sword energy."

Akko was stunned for a moment, wondering why, just flying out with a sword like this, could seal the entire room?

What she didn't know was that at this moment, Li Zicheng and Hu Yizhi outside the house were staring dumbfounded at the ancient sword hanging in the air above the roof.

"This... what is this, a divine sword?" Li Zicheng murmured.

"Yes," Hu Yizhi nodded, "it is not an exaggeration to say it is a divine sword."

"What a divine sword..." Li Zicheng seemed not to hear his words clearly, and sighed to himself, with a blazing look in his eyes, and he involuntarily walked closer to the house.

"If you don't want to turn into meat, I advise you not to act rashly." But at this moment, Hu Yizhi said indifferently.

Li Zicheng's heart suddenly trembled. He immediately woke up and looked intently. Only then did he notice wisps of slender sword energy hanging down from the long sword, covering the whole house. The sharp sword energy emanating from it was stabbing.

My eyes hurt.

Li Zicheng immediately reacted, "What kind of martial arts is this? I asked myself that I have traveled all over the country, but I have never heard of such a method?"

"I don't know either," Hu Yizhi sighed slightly, "I didn't expect that boy to have so many skills, unfathomable skills, and a magic sword. He is not an unknown person in the world. It's ridiculous that I lost before.

Not convinced."

"What?" Li Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You said the sword belonged to the boy in white from before?"

Hu Yizhi rolled his eyes at him, "Who else could it be besides him?"

Li Zicheng thought the same thing. Apart from Chen Yuanyuan and his daughter, there was only that arrogant boy in the house. For a moment, he was shocked and scared. Fortunately, he didn't do anything before. Otherwise, he would have suffered a lot if he had lost face.

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The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

In the room, Murong Fu listened to the conversation between the two, with a sneer on his lips. This was a technique he learned from the swordsmanship secret book. He called it the "Four Directions Tian Yuan Sword", which turned the three talents' true energy into the Four Directions Sword Qi, and condensed it

Sword protection.

It sounds very complicated. In fact, sword swinging is a rather useless martial art, because it can be performed with an ordinary long sword, but it has no power. It can only drive away some poisonous insects and beasts. But with his current skills, as long as he exudes

With its own aura, ordinary wild animals would not dare to approach it.

It is only because the Ping Ping Sword itself is extremely extraordinary that this sword technique can exert a certain power.

In a blink of an eye, Murong Fu forgot about the two people outside the room, and placed Ah Jiu in a cross-legged position, placing his palms on her back, and an extremely pure internal energy slowly flowed into her body.

Along the way, because Ah Jiu had been lying in Murong Fu's arms, no one else had ever seen her face. Now that Chen Yuanyuan and her daughter saw her face clearly, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and exclaimed in unison, "What a beautiful person."

Son!"

But seeing Ah Jiu's eyes slightly closed at this moment, her face was white and bloodless, but it didn't diminish her beauty at all. On the contrary, it made me feel pity for her.

After A'ke marveled, she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart, "Such a human fairy is really the apprentice of that big pervert? Even if it is true, will he let such a beautiful woman go?"

The more she looked at it, the more she felt that Ah Jiu was extremely beautiful, and she couldn't help but lower her head, her sourness turning into jealousy.

After all, Chen Yuanyuan had seen a lot of things in the world. After being surprised for a moment, she recovered. Seeing that her daughter had a different look on her face, she immediately understood what she was thinking. She gently tugged on her sleeve and motioned for her to go aside to talk.

Naturally, Murong Fu was not that concerned about the thoughts of the two girls. At this moment, he was concentrating on healing Ah Jiu.

There is a lot of Hunyuan Gong power left in A Ke's body. This power is a healing medicine for practitioners, but it is a deadly poison for enemies. It can tenaciously attach to the meridians and destroy them bit by bit.

The meridians eventually penetrate deep into the bones, destroying the muscles and bones.

It is not easy to get rid of it. You must combine yin and yang, input two internal forces at the same time, and maintain a balance to completely get rid of it.

Fortunately, Murong Fu possesses both the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Nine Yin Manual, so he can do this alone. Otherwise, he would not be able to cure Ah Jiu in a short period of time.

Of course, after learning about the characteristics of Hunyuan Gong, Murong Fu immediately thought that the master who shattered Mu Jianping's whole body must be Gui Xinshu.

"You are such an old man, and with Ah Jiu's contribution, I will certainly let you pay back ten times the amount." Murong Fu thought fiercely in his heart.

Time passed by, and an hour passed. There was silence in the room. Murong Fu suddenly gave a soft drink, his hands changed rapidly, and he exerted his inner strength. Ah Jiu's body rose slowly in front of him, and his limbs spread wide.
Chapter completed!