In the blink of an eye, the scholar in white sent Huang Ying to the entrance of the courtyard, with a look of reluctance flashing on his face, but he had already reached the door, and he could no longer send her in shamelessly. He was really hoping that his senior sister would let him go in and sit down.
sit.
But what disappointed him was that Huang Ying obviously had no such intention and said feebly, "Okay, that's it. Thank you very much."
It can be seen that she seems to be struggling to speak a word now.
"Senior sister, take care." The scholar in white quickly covered up the strange look on his face, and after thinking for a while, he added, "Drink more hot water."
Huang Ying nodded slightly and entered the small courtyard, minding her own business. The scholar in white stood there for a long time before leaving with a feeling of half joy and half unwillingness.
Murong Fu was leaning on a tree trunk on the wall of the courtyard, staring at the scholar's back with some displeasure. However, after Huang Ying entered the door, she walked a few steps crookedly and fell to the ground.
Murong Fu was startled and immediately flew down, "How are you?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to help her up, but as soon as he touched her body, a bone-chilling chill hit her. Looking at Huang Ying's appearance at this time, her face was covered with frost, and ice crystals quickly condensed on her clothes.
The whole person turned white, like a snowman.
Murong Fu was shocked. He never expected that Huang Ying's Jiuyin Juemai would occur so quickly. He immediately used all his strength to wrap her body with his inner strength.
At this moment, two servants came out. When they saw the situation in the courtyard, they were startled for a moment, then their expressions changed drastically, and they shouted sternly, "Who are you? What are you doing here!"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Where is your lady's boudoir? She is suffering from cold poison and I want to heal her."
The servants then discovered that the snowman lying on the ground was their own young lady. They also knew a little about Huang Ying's cold poison since she was a child. They were stunned for a while, at a loss.
"What are you standing for? Hurry up and lead the way." Murong Fu scolded angrily, his voice mixed with a trace of internal energy, which made the two of them tremble.
"Oh!" The servant then realized and immediately sent one of them to lead Murong Fu into the house, while the other hurried out, apparently to find Huang Shang.
Entering Huang Ying's boudoir, Murong Fu said to the servants without comment, "From now on, no matter what happens in the house, no one is allowed to disturb it, otherwise there will be consequences at your own risk, even if old man Huang Shang comes!"
The servant no longer knew what was going on, and he just kept nodding.
After closing the doors and windows, Murong Fu threw Huang Ying onto the bed with both hands, and rubbed his hands involuntarily, "Damn it, why is it so cold!"
Even his deep internal strength couldn't resist the cold air, and even part of the true energy in his meridians was frozen.
"Hey, how are you? Are you still angry?" Murong Fu came to the bed, reached out and patted Huang Ying's face, and asked angrily.
But at this moment, Huang Ying couldn't even breathe, her face turned blue, her muscles were stiff, there was a faint glimmer of light, and she was actually frozen into ice cubes.
"This..." Murong Fu was shocked and reached out to explore her chest. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was still a heartbeat.
Even so, it was not easy to revive her. Murong Fu didn't think too much and immediately raised his Yang finger with all his strength. A bright white light lit up at his fingertips. In an instant, the temperature in the room rose rapidly, and then a sudden
He pointed towards her heart pulse.
Just hearing a soft "Zizzizi" sound, a golden-white halo visible to the naked eye spread from his chest, and mist gradually rose around him.
As he watched the ice crystals on his body gradually melt, suddenly, an even colder aura gathered from his eight extraordinary meridians, and the momentum was surging and endless.
"Hmph!" Murong Fu also became angry. He pushed his yang finger to the extreme, and with a "puff" sound, Huang Ying's clothes instantly turned into ashes. Green and red alternated on her crystal skin, and the cold air and masculine energy were in a stalemate.
I don't know how long it took, but Murong Fu's face was dull, but his face was already pale and covered with sweat under the mask. Finally, Huang Ying let out a cry and gradually woke up.
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, slowly withdrew his power, and sat cross-legged on the spot.
Huang Ying was in a daze, feeling that there was a warm current and a cold current intertwined with each other in her body. In the end, the warm current gained the upper hand and suppressed the cold current. Her body felt warmer than ever before. She had not felt this way for many years. She really wanted to keep it like this.
Go down.
"Am I dead?" Huang Ying opened her eyes and looked around. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This seemed to be her boudoir. Am I not dead?
Suddenly, she woke up with a sudden shock. She found that she was wearing nothing and there was a man sitting in front of the bed.
Huang Ying was shocked, and instinctively wanted to get up to protect herself, but found that she was unable to move, and asked weakly, "You...who are you?"
Murong Fu did not answer. He used all his energy to restore his internal strength and at the same time force out some of the cold air that had been introduced into his body. He wanted to suppress the cold air in Huang Ying's body. One Yang Finger alone was not enough. In desperation, he had to force out part of the cold air.
Import it into your own body.
At this moment, Huang Ying was shocked and ashamed. Although the cold poison in her body was suppressed and she saved her life, she was not happy at all because she was naked by a strange man and she would rather die.
, for no reason, a handsome face with a bad smile appeared in his mind, "That troublesome villain, I don't know where he is enjoying himself now..."
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, followed by an old voice, "Ying'er, Ying'er!"
The person who came was none other than Huang Shang. He was about to push the door open when the servant guarding the door hurriedly said, "Master, there is a man in the house who is healing the young lady. He has told you not to go in no matter what happens, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
Huang Ying gathered some strength and said outside, "Don't... don't come in."
Although she had woken up, she was naked, unable to move, and there was a strange man in the room. How could she let her grandfather see her, otherwise she would be so embarrassed that she would die of embarrassment.
When Huang Shang heard that someone was in her granddaughter's room, she was even more anxious, but when she vaguely heard her granddaughter's voice, she stopped the urge to break in and asked loudly, "Ying'er, how are you?"
"I...I'm fine. It's not convenient right now." Huang Ying tried her best to say something again.
Huang Shang was a little surprised why it was inconvenient, but his granddaughter could still speak, which meant she had woken up. Her granddaughter had been suffering from frequent cold poisoning recently. Every time she had an attack, she would be frozen into an ice man. She could not speak or move. He knew this.
of.
For a moment, he couldn't help but be curious about who was saving his granddaughter. You must know that even with his own skills, he was becoming more and more unable to cope with it, and it became more and more difficult every time. There was actually someone who could suppress the cold poison for his granddaughter. This person's skills must be in his own hands.
above.
After about a stick of incense passed, Murong Fu finally opened his eyes, slowly exhaled, and said to himself, "If I do this a few more times, I'm afraid I'll collapse."
"You... who are you?" Seeing Murong Fu wake up, Huang Ying asked in a trembling voice, with a bit of indifference and expectation in her voice, as if she hoped that this person was the person she thought of, otherwise she would not
Don't know what to do.
Murong Fu stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said casually, "Why, you don't seem to be very polite to your savior."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked up and down at the wonderful scenery on the bed, without concealing the heat in his eyes.
When Huang Ying saw that ordinary and unfamiliar face, she was struck by lightning. All the blood was instantly drained from her already pale face, and her whole body trembled and quickly turned blue.
Murong Fu was startled and said hurriedly, "Don't get excited, otherwise my skills will be in vain."
The Nine Yin Jue Meridian is extremely special. Once the mood fluctuates too much, it can easily induce coldness. This was the case with Murong Xue back then.
Huang Ying was suddenly startled. She found that the man's voice was indescribably familiar, and it was similar to that person. She calmed down a little and asked again, "Who are you?"
Murong Fu originally wanted to tease her, but her current state really couldn't bear the torment. If the cold poison attacks again, it would be really impossible to save her, so he waved his hand to wipe off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his original appearance.
With a smile on his face, he said, "We haven't seen you for only a few months, and I don't even recognize you as your master."
Huang Ying stared blankly at this familiar face, the mist gradually filling her eyes, and suddenly she burst into tears, "You bad guy, you still know how to come to me, why don't you wait until I'm dead before you come back!"
Murong Fu was also stunned for a moment. He thought that Huang Ying would scold him, or maybe he didn't dare to face it, but he didn't expect such a reaction.
I don’t know if it’s because of her impending death and her despair. In the past few months, Huang Ying missed Murong Fu more and more, and it became more and more intense day by day. However, he left for several months, and her cold poison became more and more severe.
Frequently, knowing that he didn't have much time to live, he sadly left Yanziwu and returned to Huang Shang.
"Ying'er, Ying'er, what happened? Is someone bullying you?" Huang Shang heard Huang Ying's cry outside and became anxious. She wanted to force her way in, but she didn't dare.
"No... I'm fine, Grandpa, please wait a moment." Huang Ying hurriedly stopped crying, glared at Murong Fu fiercely, and whispered, "Why don't you come over quickly and put my clothes back on, huh, you big pervert.
, never forget to take advantage of me."
Murong Fu smiled bitterly, this was a huge injustice. The Yiyang Finger is the most powerful martial art in the world. When activated with all his strength, even gold and iron can melt. Not to mention a small piece of clothing. He also has exquisite control over it.
, otherwise it is possible to burn the entire bed.
But after all, he had taken advantage of her, so he couldn't explain it, so he immediately found some clothes from her wardrobe and put them on for her with his own hands.
This was the first time for Huang Ying to be clothed by a man. Her originally pale face was almost red, but she looked a little sick and pitiful.
After a while, after Huang Ying was dressed neatly, Murong Fu opened the door.
Huang Shang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around outside the house. Suddenly she saw the door open, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed. But when she saw Murong Fu's face clearly, she stood frozen on the spot, "It's... it's you