Chapter 125 Wang Chongyang is still alive, but he can't keep you
Murong Fu was immediately in a dilemma. Somewhere in his lower body had already reacted. If he lowered his legs at this time, his true colors would be revealed.
With his mind spinning, Murong Fu gently raised his hand and threw Yuan Ziyi onto the bed. He popped out a finger in the air, untied his acupuncture points, and then disappeared in a flash.
Yuan Ziyi moved her slightly numb legs and feet, stood up, and yelled towards the door: "Shameless! Dirty! Shameless stinky man..."
After a while, Yuan Ziyi murmured with a complex expression: "Huh, it's because of you again, Zhou Zhiruo!"
When Murong returned to the small courtyard, he felt the cool breeze blowing, and the pain gradually subsided.
Murong Fu, who was rushing back to his courtyard, suddenly heard a voice saying when passing by a small courtyard:
"Junior brother, stop pretending. You can hide your thoughts from others, but you can't hide them from me! You have been thinking about Miss Long for more than a day or two!"
Another voice said, "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense. Junior brother, who is devoted to the Tao, will not have such thoughts!"
Murong Fu's heart moved. He hid in the dark and took a look. It was Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping.
I only heard Zhao Zhijing say: "That Miss Long is indeed as beautiful as a fairy. It is normal for junior brother to be tempted by her."
Yin Zhiping still wanted to defend, but Zhao Zhijing added: "Actually, I have a way to make Junior Brother embrace the beauty. Unfortunately, since I misunderstood Junior Brother, I will treat it as if I didn't say anything tonight."
When Yin Zhiping heard the words "hug the beauty back home", his heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but ask: "What method?"
Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, did you admit that you have some inappropriate thoughts about Miss Long?"
Yin Zhiping shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, I don't dare to do anything..."
But when he saw Zhao Zhijing getting up and preparing to leave, he finally nodded slightly and his face turned red.
Zhao Zhijing sat back on the stone bench, "Haha, Junior Brother Yin, there is no need to feel embarrassed. Among the third and fourth generation disciples, there are very few people who have seen Miss Long and are not moved."
Yin Zhiping sighed, "I feel that I am not worthy of Miss Long, but I don't dare to think anything wrong. As long as she can look at me, I will be happy."
Zhao Zhijing sneered in his heart, but said: "Junior brother is a very talented person. He has extraordinary martial arts skills at a young age and has an unlimited future. How can he be so presumptuous about himself?"
Yin Zhiping was fascinated by what he said, "Senior Brother Zhao just said that there is any way to... to bring this beauty home?"
"I thought Junior Brother could hold back and not ask! In fact, this method is quite simple. When Senior Brother I went out to suppress bandits last year, I seized a rare item. As long as a woman takes it, she will immediately sacrifice herself willingly."
"Senior brother is talking about charm... charm medicine?"
Zhao Zhijing didn't seem to expect that Yin Zhiping actually understood this, he coughed slightly unnaturally and nodded.
Yin Zhiping couldn't accept it for a while, "It's a taboo in the family to rape a woman."
"If I don't tell you about this, no one will know. As for Miss Long, as long as you get her body, it will be easy to conquer her heart. She will not say that she will leave."
Yin Zhiping's heart was shaken, and he suddenly thought of Murong Fu, "But the person next to her is very skilled in martial arts, what...what should we do?"
Zhao Zhijing shook his head and smiled, "You take a chance to get Miss Long's body while he is away. I don't think Miss Long will talk to him. By the time he finds out, Miss Long may have already been in love with her both physically and mentally."
"As long as you bring him back to religion, he will be protected by his master and uncles. What are you afraid of him doing?"
Zhao Zhijing was bewitching Yin Zhiping with his mouth, but in his heart he was thinking that as long as you really rape him, there will be something in my hands in the future.
Murong Fu secretly couldn't bear to listen anymore and couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Huh, if that's the case, even if Wang Chongyang is alive, he can't protect you two!"
Murong Fu walked out from the corner and looked at the two of them coldly.
Neither of them expected to be overheard by the real owner, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Yin Zhiping's face was even more pale. Not to mention whether Murong Fu would pursue him or not, he would be punished by the sect's rules just for spreading what he said tonight.
After all, Zhao Zhijing was more sophisticated. His face changed slightly and he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that our brothers and sisters would meet Mr. Murong while talking late at night. I wonder what Mr. Murong is doing here?"
"Senior brothers are having a heart-to-heart talk? How come the heart-to-heart talk comes to the subject of my young master's woman?"
Hearing the words "my young master's woman", Yin Zhiping's heart was filled with unknown anger, "The Miss Dragon we are talking about is not the other Miss Dragon. What does it have to do with Mr. Murong?"
Murong Fu sneered slightly, "Do you think I can reason with you?" Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and a burst of force came out, covering the two of them instantly.
Zhao Zhijing kept staring at Murong Fu closely, and when he saw him making a move, he immediately stepped aside and avoided it.
Yin Zhiping reacted a little slowly, so he had to raise the scabbard of his sword to block it, but Murong Fu had already used two or three of his power in this blow, so it was beyond his ability to resist. In an instant, he was knocked back several feet, and a mouthful of blood came out.
spit out.
Zhao Zhijing pulled out his long sword with a "swipe" sound and pointed it at Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, don't bully others too much!"
His words used his inner strength, and his voice spread far and wide.
Contempt flashed across Murong Fu's face, "Now let me see if your master and uncle can protect you!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped Zhao Zhijing with his palm.
When Zhao Zhijing saw the palm force coming, he quickly used all his strength to resist. He had practiced martial arts for many years and his internal strength was certainly not weak, but he could not resist it.
"Stop!" It was Hao Datong and Sun Buer who had just heard Zhao Zhijing's distress signal and rushed over.
There are several Quanzhen disciples coming around.
When Sun Buer saw it was Murong Fu, he shouted in a deep voice: "Murong Fu, do you think my Quanzhen teacher is easy to bully!"
Hao Datong looked anxious, "Mr. Murong, please tell me if you have anything to say. If this unscrupulous disciple has offended you, I can make amends to you. There is no need to do anything."
However, Murong Fu seemed unaware and continued to use his strength to increase his palm strength. Zhao Zhijing was immediately defeated and was knocked back several feet.
Just as Murong Fu was about to bully him, Sun Buer pulled out the Seven-Star Sword with a "swipe" sound and stabbed Murong Fu straight in the back.
Murong Fu suddenly turned around and used his "Lingxi Finger" with both fingers to clamp the sword blade.
However, the Seven-Star Sword was originally the Chongyang Sect's sword. It cut iron like mud and was designed to break through the power of true energy. Murong Fu was unable to hold it, and the sword only slowed down for a moment before continuing to move forward.
Murong Fu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and backed away. At the same time, he flipped his wrist and slapped the sword blade from a strange angle. The Seven-Star Sword was released in an instant and stabbed Sun Buer back. It was a time of change.
Sun Buer was shocked, Murong Fu immediately opened his hand and sucked, but the "air sucking" that he always tried every time failed to suck.
However, he slightly changed the direction of the Seven Star Sword, so that only the hilt of the sword hit Sun Buer, who took a few steps back before he stopped.
Murong Fu picked up the Seven Star Sword on the ground and looked at it curiously. The blade of the sword shone with green light and was filled with cold air.