As soon as these words came out, Shuang'er was okay, but his face was slightly red, but the situation was different for the four swords of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. After hearing these words, they were angry or angry, cold or indifferent. No one had a good face, even Mei
Jian also looked sad.
The four of them have not been with Murong Fu for a long time. Apart from taking advantage of each other, they have never made any substantial progress.
The four girls had long forgotten about this layer of identity bondage. Now, with Murong Fu's order, the four girls came all the way here, but when they met, they didn't say a single word of warmth. Instead, they teased him wantonly. How could they not feel chilled?
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The scene was a bit awkward for a while, but Shuang'er was quick-thinking and immediately saw something. He glared at Murong Fu angrily, "Ms. sir, the four sisters have traveled a long distance and worked hard on the journey. You don't want to let them rest first, but you want to bully them.
Shuang'er won't agree."
When she said this, Murong Fu looked at the faces of the four girls and realized that his words were indeed a bit outrageous. He quickly made up for it, "What did Shuang'er say? Of course your husband and I are not heartless. It's just that
After being apart for so long, I miss my four babies so much that I can't express my feelings. In fact, it's too late for me to love them, so how can I bear to bully them?"
Saying these words in front of the four protagonists, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, is indeed a bit disgusting, but the effect is also obvious. The four girls immediately turned from anger to joy, with a light blush on their white faces, as if they had eaten a fairy.
The medicine is just like medicine, tiredness goes away, and the face becomes radiant.
Then the four women knelt on their knees and said in unison, "Thanks to the Lord for caring about me, I am not very honored to be a servant. However, as the Lord has commanded me, I will fight to the death by sword, mountain, and sea of fire."
Of course, he had to do a full set of performances. Murong Fu hurriedly stood up and stepped forward, saying repeatedly, "Get up, get up, why do you keep kneeling all the time? Isn't it raw?"
As he spoke, he helped the four girls up one by one, and finally took Mei Jian's little hand and gently rubbed it. While looking at her face, he said, "Oh, you have become so thin. You have really worked hard during this time."
Mei Jian felt ashamed and happy in his heart. He twitched his little hand symbolically but did not pull it out. He said seriously on his face, "I'm taking care of things for you, so I don't dare to express my pain."
After Murong Fu got serious for a while, he couldn't help but get excited after hearing this, "So you agree to let you warm the bed at night?"
A sentence with similar meaning, but it failed to arouse the resentment of the four girls when he said it at this moment, Mei Jian felt very happy in his heart and nodded subconsciously, "As long as the Lord has an order, I... I will naturally not refuse."
As soon as the words came out, she seemed to feel that she had agreed too quickly, her face could not help but feel hot, and she lowered her head with guilt.
"Look, look," it was Ju Jian who spoke up. She pointed at the shy Mei Jian and said to the other two women, "I'm telling you, the eldest sister will definitely recommend herself to the Lord when she sees him. I'm right.
Bar!"
The bamboo sword gently poked her slender waist, "What are you so proud of? Sister took us all along!"
"Alas..." Lan Jian pretended to be melancholy and sighed, "The three of us are really unkind. We were born with such a big sister, and when we met our lover, he sold us sisters together."
Zhu Jian and Ju Jian suddenly looked teasing, but they looked at Mei Jian with resentment, "Who says it's not the case..."
Mei Jian's face was very hot. He secretly glanced at Murong Fu's face, then glared at the three women and scolded him with a straight face, "How can you behave like this in front of the Lord?"
In fact, the four girls had a deep relationship with each other, and they were from the same mother and were related by blood. They had already made plans to serve Murong Fu together. Even if they were allowed to sleep with Murong Fu, they would not be as capable as other women.
There is resistance.
Murong Fu watched the four beautiful girls laughing and joking for a while, then he reluctantly suppressed his intention to put them on the bed immediately, and said seriously, "Okay, sir, I am not an impatient person. You have been working hard all the way, and there are many things to do in the future.
I want you to do it, so take a good rest first."
After finishing speaking, Mei Jian didn't wait for Mei Jian to speak, and immediately shouted outside, "Ling Bo, Ling Bo?"
There was no response from outside the hall. After a while, a disciple of the Blood Shadow Palace ran in and said, "Master Qi, Hong Lingbo went to Jining to do business yesterday and has not returned yet."
Murong Fu slapped his forehead and forgot about this problem. Hong Lingbo went to Jining, of course, for Wu Yingxiong's matter. A few days ago, he got and confirmed the news that Wu Yingxiong was hiding in Jining, but he couldn't get away for a while.
He was able to send Hong Lingbo there, and he only sent him out after learning that the Four Swords of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum were about to arrive.
As for the corpses of the two Crystal Palace disciples that were transported from Jining, he had seen with his own eyes that the essence, blood and internal energy of the whole body had been sucked out. It was indeed not something that ordinary people could do, but he did not find any useful clues. Regardless of the internal energy, it was not something that ordinary people could do.
It is said that the scope of absorbing human essence and blood is too wide. If any yin attribute martial arts goes too far, human blood is often a great tonic. Typical examples include Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, Wu Xingyun, the Tianshan Child Elder, etc.
To practice firefighting, you need to drink human blood to survive.
There are very few martial arts that can absorb people's internal energy, but they can all be eliminated. Let's not talk about Beiming Shen Gong. At present, Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong can only use the star-absorbing technique. Linghu Chong naturally can't do such outrageous things. Ren Woxing
Well... I can only say that it is unlikely that he would attack the people of the Crystal Palace and do it so blatantly, for fear that Murong Fu would not know.
After all, this was just a small matter, and Murong Fu forgot about it as soon as it came and went.
Going off topic, Murong Fu remembered that Hong Lingbo had not come back yet and that nothing happened, so he personally took the four girls, Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju, to the backyard, arranged for them to stay, briefly introduced some of the situation in Lanling Mountain, and asked for help.
The four girls were so moved by their hospitality that they wished they could commit themselves to him right away.
After the four girls made arrangements, Murong Fu returned to the front hall, and his two sons followed him step by step. Only then did he whisper, "Mr.
"What? Shuang'er wants to ask me why I didn't arrange a room for you?" Murong Fu smiled evilly, pulled Shuang'er and held him on his lap, "Of course you live in the prime minister's room, do you still want to live alone?"
Shuang'er's cheeks were dizzy, he was ashamed and happy, but he still asked seriously, "Ms. sir, Shuang'er acted without your permission and came to Lanling Mountain to find you. You don't blame Shuang'er, do you?"
"Silly girl." Murong Fu pinched her little face distressedly and gave her little mouth a peck, "You came to find my husband. How could I blame you before my husband was happy? If I hadn't seen you treating the dealer
If you are too nostalgic, my husband would like to tie up your belt at any time."
Shuang'er felt happy when he heard what he said in a vulgar way. She lay in his arms and whispered, "Shuang'er can't bear to be separated from my husband, not even for a moment."
The two talked heart-to-heart for a while, and then Murong Fu got down to business, "Shuang'er, the current situation is chaotic and changing rapidly. I am short of manpower and there are not many people I can trust. You came just in time. I have a few important things to entrust you to."
You go and do it.”
"My dear sir, it doesn't matter. We will finish it even if we fight to the death."
"Silly Shuang'er, no matter what time, my husband, as long as you live well, the thing is like this..."
Then Murong Fu whispered in Shuang'er's ear for a while, Shuang'er nodded repeatedly, and finally got up and left rather reluctantly.
After Shuang'er left, Murong Fu's expression gradually became serious, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, footsteps were heard outside the hall, and a middle-aged scribe with a pale appearance walked in. It was Xue Muhua.
He walked up to Murong Fu, bowed seriously, and said in a rather hasty tone, "Uncle Master is not well, and Miss Zhou Qi's condition has changed."
Murong Fu was stunned when he heard this, "What change?"
"Alas, it was my disciple's miscalculation." Xue Muhua sighed and blamed himself, "The disciple used something full of essence instead of Miss Zhou's hard work to feed the heart-eating worms in order to save Miss Zhou's life. In fact, it was a way of drinking poison to quench thirst.
Sooner or later, the heart-eating worm will absorb enough energy and wake up on its own. However, the disciple originally thought that this period of time would take at least two or three months. He never expected that the heart-eating worm would grow so fast. In less than a month, it would
There are signs of recovery.”
Murong Fu's expression condensed after hearing this, "What will happen if this insect wakes up?"
"It will absorb the essence of Miss Zhou's body in an instant, and then break out of her body."
"Suck all the essence of flesh and blood?" For no reason, Murong Fu thought of the two Crystal Palace disciples who died in strange ways, "Does it mean that all the essence and blood will be sucked dry?"
His focus seemed a little wrong. Xue Muhua didn't know why, but he still nodded, "It is true. Miss Zhou will die in extreme pain. After death, not a drop of blood will be left on her body, and she will become a mummy."
"I see..." Murong Fu's face darkened instantly. There is no doubt that the person who killed the Crystal Palace disciples must be the one who put the Heart-Eating Insect into Zhou Qi's body. He was also the one who severely injured Yagyu Shenghuaqi but spared her life.
, the mysterious master who uses her to sneak attack on him.
"The mysterious master... could it be him?" Murong Fu murmured, naturally thinking of another Japanese master, Wuying Qianzang.
It’s no wonder that the mysterious worshipers around Wu Sangui are most likely also masters of the Transformation Realm. It’s not very likely that two masters of the Transformation Realm will appear at the same time. What a coincidence, the two “mysterious masters” are looming in the whole thing.
, this possibility is even lower.
"Master uncle? Master uncle?" Xue Muhua called out twice respectfully.
Murong Fu came to his senses, put his thoughts aside for the time being, and asked, "Tell me directly, how can I save Miss Zhou?"
During this period, the blood used to keep Zhou Qi alive was provided by him. In other words, the heart-eating worm grew too fast, which had a lot to do with him, because his blood was many times thicker than ordinary people's energy, and
He never mentioned this matter to Xue Muhua.
Xue Muhua pondered for a moment, "The only solution for now is to remove the worms by force, but...but..."
"Are you not sure?" Murong Fu asked again.
Xue Muhua nodded, "The heart-eating worm is hidden in Miss Zhou's heart. This disciple is really not sure."
There was something he didn't say. If surgery was to be performed, Zhou Qi's clothes would have to be removed, at least from some important parts of the body. In that case, Zhou Qi's reputation would definitely not be preserved. Whether the person could be saved or not, he would