In the small courtyard of the Lu Mansion, Lin Chaoying was sulking about what happened before, but she saw Murong Fu coming back in a hurry, holding someone in his arms. When she looked closely, it was Huang Rong. She was startled, "Why are you...
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She thought this big pervert was so bold that he kidnapped Huang Rong.
"Gang Leader Huang has been hit by the Xuanming God's Palm. I want to heal her injuries, so don't disturb me." Murong Fu said quickly, walked into the room, and locked the door with his backhand.
A trace of astonishment flashed across Lin Chaoying's face, "Xuanming Divine Palm? Doesn't it require Zhiyang Kung Fu to cure it? I've never seen this kid perform any Zhiyang Internal Kung Fu?"
In the room, Murong Fu put Huang Rong on the bed and directly reached out to untie her clothes.
Huang Rong suddenly woke up at this moment, held his hand down, and said weakly, "What are you doing?"
"Are you awake?" Murong Fu's face showed no sign of being caught for doing bad things, and he said very naturally, "You are attacked by cold poison. I want to see your injuries so that I can treat them."
"No... I don't need your treatment. Send me back..." Huang Rong struggled to straighten up.
Murong Fu pressed her back and said with a stern face, "Send you back? The cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm can only be driven away by the power of Zhiyang Palm. As far as I know, you and Guo Jing both practice the Nine Yin Manual, Yinrou
The internal force will only fuel the cold power of the cold poison, and sending you back will only lead to death."
"Even if I die, I will..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I haven't seen anything about you. Without my consent, it would be difficult for you to die." Murong Fu waved his hand to interrupt her, and then with a hiss, he tore a hole in her chest.
"You..." A sickly blush appeared on Huang Rong's pale cheeks. She opened her mouth but said nothing. She turned away slightly and closed her eyes.
In fact, even if she wanted to resist, she was powerless. She could only helplessly think that he had seen and touched her before.
Murong Fu secretly laughed in his heart and pulled off his bellyband. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he became furious again. He saw a green and black palm print on the fat skin, lying in the canyon between the two peaks.
His face darkened and he cursed loudly, "Oh my god, those two old men dared to touch you. I should have skinned them then!"
Huang Rong's face turned redder and brighter, and she explained in a whisper as quiet as a mosquito, "The palm power was sent from the air..."
Despite this, Murong Fu was still furious, and he scratched his head in distress, "Does it hurt?"
"Have you touched her enough?" Huang Rong felt a little uncomfortable being touched by him, so she asked coldly.
Murong Fu retracted his hand, pondered for a long time, then suddenly stretched out a finger, cut the tip of his finger, and handed it over.
A drop of blood fell on Huang Rong's lips. Huang Rong felt that her lips were a little moist and salty. She was startled and hurriedly opened her eyes, but she was stunned, "What are you doing?"
Murong Fu tried his best to look pained, "This is my heart's blood. It has the effect of detoxifying and healing wounds. Don't waste it."
As he spoke, he directly inserted his fingers into her mouth.
Huang Rong looked at him blankly and subconsciously sucked in his approval.
A strange feeling arose spontaneously, and Murong Fu immediately reacted in his lower abdomen. He said with a hint of teasing, "You really ate my flesh and drank my blood tonight. You must be satisfied now."
Huang Rong swallowed a mouthful of blood and suddenly realized that she had actually sucked on a man's finger. She felt a trace of shame in her heart and turned away with a blushing face.
But what made her even more embarrassed was that after the guy withdrew his finger, he actually put it in his mouth and licked it. In order to take advantage of her, he went all the way.
"Don't get me wrong," Murong Fu's old face turned red for the first time, "Saliva has the effect of healing wounds. This blood is extremely precious. That mouthful you just swallowed will shorten my life by ten years."
Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him, "Then I really regret that I didn't take two more puffs. I'd better suck you to death."
Although he said this, he was secretly surprised in his heart. In just a short while, the coldness in his internal organs had already subsided a lot, and his body became warm. He couldn't help but wonder, is this shameless man's blood really so strong?
magic?
"Really?" Murong Fu sighed faintly, "For you, I am willing to sacrifice all my blood and essence. You can suck more if you want."
He said and stretched out his finger again.
"Bah, slick tongue!" Huang Rong spat, hid aside in disgust, and then struggled to get up, "Since the poison has been detoxified, I'll leave first."
"Don't worry." Murong Fu smiled and pushed her back, and said sternly, "I'm just letting you drink my blood to make you feel better. The cold poison hasn't been driven away yet. Next, I will use my true essence to remove the cold from your body."
The poison is forced into several acupuncture points, and then you are bled. During the whole process, you cannot wear clothes."
He didn't say this just to take advantage of her. Although he used essence and blood to relieve the cold poison, the cold poison is not a poison after all. Treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause. If you want to completely get rid of the cold poison, the best way is to bleed, forcing
It is indeed inconvenient to wear clothes during the poisoning process.
Of course, with his skills, he could also forcefully force poison, but he had always believed in not taking advantage of the bastard, so he made this request openly and honestly.
Huang Rong was silent. Now that things have happened, her bottom line has been repeatedly breached by Murong Fu. Unknowingly, she is no longer as resistant as before.
With the beauty's consent, Murong Fu took off her clothes in a few moments, then held his hands in the air, and Huang Rong's body slowly floated up.
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At dawn the next day, Murong Fu sat cross-legged on the bed, his body shimmering with white light, and he was practicing with his eyes closed. Behind him, Huang Rong was sleeping soundly, with no hair on her body. The mark of the Xuanming God's Palm on her chest had completely dissipated, and she was breathing
Long and far away.
Although the healing process last night was very fragrant and exciting, nothing actually happened between the two of them. This was not because Murong Fu suddenly changed his temper and gave up the meat in his mouth, but because Huang Rong's body was so weak after a wave of blood was released.
He was extremely weak for a time, but finally his conscience found out and he couldn't bear to take action.
Not only that, in order to make her recover as quickly as possible, he finally fed her a bowl of blood essence, which was a real hemorrhage.
The early morning sunlight poured in through the window and shone on Huang Rong's body, making her skin glow and gradually develop a blush.
Murong Fu opened his eyes, looked back, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand, and touched it unceremoniously.
Huang Rong's face was rosy, her curved eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly stood up like a carp, then she made a lightning move and pointed at his Jianjing point.
Murong Fu moved his hands for a moment, pretending to be surprised and said, "So you are already awake."
Huang Rong snorted softly and took back the clothes on the bedside. After thinking that Murong Fu could still see her wearing clothes from the current angle, she simply raised her foot and kicked him out of the bed.
"Hey, you are crossing the river and destroying the bridge!" Unexpectedly, Murong Fu suddenly screamed strangely, reached out and grabbed the calf in his hand.
Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, more surprised than panicked, "You... weren't you hit by me?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "With the power of your fingers, how can you possibly penetrate my body-protecting Qi?"
"You already knew that I was awake?" Huang Rong realized at this moment that no matter how strong his body-protecting energy was, there was no way he could withstand her full force without any precautions.
Murong Fu did not answer the question and changed the subject, "I remember that we haven't settled the accounts last night. Why, where is Rong'er going in a hurry?"
Huang Rong broke away from his hand and didn't care about anything else at the moment. She put her clothes on her body randomly and said angrily, "I've taken advantage of you so much, what else do you want?"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes, stood up and stretched his waist, "The healing is healing, can it be called taking advantage? If you bite me, the flesh will almost come off, look at it."
As he spoke, he opened the placket on his chest, and sure enough, there was blood red there, and two rows of small impressions could be clearly seen, and the skin and flesh in the middle were almost completely separated.
A trace of guilt flashed across Huang Rong's face, but it quickly disappeared and she sneered, "You deserve it! Who told you to always take advantage of me?"
"Anyway, I don't care. If you don't let me bite you back today, I won't let you go." Murong Fu immediately started acting like a rogue.
Huang Rong felt a chill in her heart and turned to look at her surroundings, "What is this place?"
"Don't worry about the place, it's just the Guo Mansion." Murong Fu said with a smile.
Huang Rong's expression changed for a while, and finally she said, "Murong Fu, I think we need to have a serious talk."
"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, "What are you talking about?"
Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, "I know you have some...some improper thoughts towards me, but you have to know that I am already married to a woman, and I am Fu'er's mother. It is impossible for me to be with you. What happened in the past,
Can we all forget about it?"
If she cursed loudly or looked coldly at her, Murong Fu would have a way to deal with it, but suddenly speaking with such "serious words and sincere heart", he was a little at a loss. With a thought in his mind, he simply said, "Then I don't care, it's what I, Murong Fu, like."
, there’s never anything you can’t get.”
I secretly added in my mind, "If I can't get it, I'd rather destroy it."
Huang Rong was helpless, "Then you haven't thought about Fu'er? Or are you playing with her feelings from the beginning to the end?"
Murong Fu was silent for a moment, "Fu'er is Fu'er, and you are you. There is no conflict."
"You...you are telling lies!" Huang Rong did not expect that he would say such a bottomless word, and she was instantly angered.
Murong Fu grinned, "Otherwise, I haven't touched Fu'er so far, but you and I..., everything has to come first, first served. If you don't agree, the worst I can do is leave Fu'er."
"It's unreasonable, I...I'm too lazy to tell you!" Huang Rong realized now that with this person's face, no matter how many truths she spoke with her eloquent words, it would not work, so she had no choice but to stamp her feet and jump towards the door.
"Haha, why are Ronger running away?" Murong Fu opened his hand and sucked her back in an instant, then put her into his arms.
Huang Rong couldn't struggle and looked at him with a hint of begging, "Murong Fu, please let me go. There are so many women around you, why hold on to a broken flower and a willow?"
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Looking at what you said, I'm just asking for justice, and I'm not trying to do anything to you. Why are you so nervous?"