"Uh... poof," about a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Min's face suddenly turned red, he groaned, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Murong Fu, with quick eyes and quick hands, ducked away with his head, but still pressed his right palm tightly against Zhao Min's chest and continued to input his true energy.
"You..." Zhao Min opened his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and his face suddenly changed, turning white and red. He said angrily, "You... what are you doing...
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It's just that she was weak. The words that were originally scolding came out of her mouth, but they seemed weak and weak. She struggled hard while speaking.
"Don't move!" Murong Fu suddenly shouted, staring at Zhao Min's pretty face solemnly, "If you don't want to die, don't move around. Now I will teach you a secret secret, and practice with me."
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It seemed that Murong Fu's words had an effect. Zhao Min stopped struggling, closed his eyes for a moment, and then raised his true energy, which was flowing with an extremely hot heat flow in his body. However, the flush on his face did not go away for a long time. The circulating true energy
She is also quite confused, which shows that she is not at peace inside.
Murong Fu was focused on nothing, and while using the Shenzhao Sutra to connect her meridians, he also separated a stream of true energy to guide the movement of her true energy, waiting to teach her the Shenzhao Sutra.
The Shen Zhao Meridian is extremely effective in treating meridians, but it is mainly for the practitioner himself. For others, the effect is greatly reduced. For someone like Zhao Min, who has destroyed most of her meridians and wants to fully recover, unless she practices Shen Zhao Meridian herself.
Otherwise, even if she was cured in the future, her martial arts would be almost completely useless. Murong Fu had no other choice but to teach her the Shenzhao Sutra.
In a blink of an eye, half a day passed. In Zhao Min's room, Zhao Min and Murong Fu were sitting on the bed opposite each other. Zhao Min's upper body was almost completely exposed, while Murong Fu put one hand on her chest and the other on her lower abdomen.
There was a strange light red light. Compared with before, the seven fist prints on Zhao Min's body were gone, leaving only a faint palm print on his chest. He was in good spirits, but his cheeks were red. Against the red light, he looked
Especially pretty.
Another half an hour passed, and Murong Fu's hands suddenly changed. He counted several times on Zhao Min's chest, and finally slapped it with his palm. The light red handprints on her chest finally disappeared completely.
"Huh!" Murong Fu retracted his palms and breathed a long sigh of relief. He hadn't sweated for a long time, and his forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat. He continued to pump out his true energy for half a day. Even with his profound internal energy, he was very impressed.
I can't bear it anymore.
Zhao Min seemed to feel something and opened her eyes, but then she looked ashamed and glared at Murong Fu fiercely, "Why don't you close your eyes yet!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Murong Fu immediately remembered that he had been busy healing Zhao Min before and had no time to pay attention to her body. How could he miss such a good opportunity now? He immediately opened his eyes wide and saw that her skin was white and rosy, and her chest was
The two balls of snow are so tender and tender when you hold them in your hands, it makes people yearn for them.
Murong Fu looked at it inch by inch and saw that a high tent had already been raised on his lower abdomen, and his throat made the sound of swallowing saliva from time to time.
Although Zhao Min was often taken advantage of by Murong Fu, and the two of them even slept in the same bed, this was the first time that he saw her naked body like today. She felt so shy that she almost fainted.
In the past, she hurriedly put on her clothes, but the skirt of the clothes had been torn by Murong Fu, so she had no choice but to pull up the quilt and wrap it around her body, not forgetting to curse a few words, "Shameless bastard!"
"Alas..." Murong Fu looked away with some disappointment, and said with a faint smile, "You will be my woman sooner or later, so what difference does it make if I see her sooner or later."
"Bah!" Zhao Minjiao spat, "You think so well, wait until you become the commander-in-chief of Ruyang Prince's Palace."
Murong Fu shook his head and was noncommittal. Then he changed the subject and asked, "Why were you injured by the Nine Sun Magic Art and the Seven Injury Fist?"
Zhao Min was startled slightly, a strange color flashed deep in his eyes, but his face suddenly turned cold, "Huh, it's not just Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun. When I woke up today, I found that an important thing I carried with me was missing, so
I was searching on the island, but unexpectedly when the two men saw that I was alone, they planned to kill me without saying a word."
Murong Fu's eyes flickered, and then he said with a half-smile, "Miss Zhao, is this really the case?"
However, Zhao Min looked at Murong Fu without any sign of weakness, "What else can there be? I, the Great Yuan, have an sworn hatred against the Ming Cult. One of them is the leader of the Ming Cult, and the other is the protector of the Ming Cult. How can I
How can Princess Yuan be so polite? It all comes down to the Zhou surname, but she wants to reveal my identity deliberately."
A few words were well-founded, and in the end, Zhou Zhiruo was also involved.
However, Murong Fu frowned slightly. Zhang Wuji was benevolent and loyal, and had a compassionate heart. Although Xie Xun was ruthless, he was brave and heroic. Even if the two of them knew Zhao Min's identity, they would definitely not attack a weak woman because of this, and they were still
Got a killer.
"What did this girl do to make these two angry?" Murong Fu stared at Zhao Min suspiciously without saying a word.
After a moment of stalemate, Zhao Min was the first to lose. "Okay, okay, I said that's it. When I met the two of them, I became interested in the dragon-slaying knife and wanted to borrow it for fun."
After hearing this, Murong Fu's face turned completely dark. What do you mean by borrowing it for fun? That dragon-slaying knife is Xie Xun's lifeblood. Can I lend it to you casually? Zhang Wuji regards Xie Xun as his biological father, how can he just sit back and accept justice?
His father's sword was taken away? No wonder the two of them killed Zhao Min.
After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu couldn't help but glared at Zhao Min, "You are so brave, you dare to seize the dragon-slaying knife single-handedly!"
"Oh..." Zhao Min looked a little embarrassed, "I said I was borrowing it! How could I know that these two people have no grace at all, it's fine if they don't borrow it, and they would do such a heavy hand to a weak woman like me."
"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted angrily, "From now on, you will rely on your little cleverness to think that you can play with anyone. This time, I discovered it in time and I was able to catch you.
Save it, what about next time?"
"Tch!" Zhao Min curled his lips, "The little girl doesn't dare to think that, in front of so-and-so, I am always the one being played with."
Although he said this, he saw Murong Fu's face getting darker and darker, so he finally nodded and said, "I know, I won't be clever anymore."
Murong Fu hummed, got up from the bed, walked out, and said, "The injury on your meridians has stabilized. As long as you practice the method I taught you, you will be cured in a few days."
"Hey, you're leaving?" For some reason, Murong Fu suddenly wanted to leave. Zhao Min was a little reluctant and couldn't help shouting.
"Should I stay and sleep with you?" Murong Fu chuckled lightly and teased without looking back.
Zhao Min's face turned slightly red and he opened his mouth, but said nothing more.
Time flies, and more than half a month has passed. On the vast sea, the sun sets on the sail, and the water and sky are expanse. Murong Fu stands on the top of the sail, lost in thought. After a long time, he sighs faintly, "Compared with the sea, human beings are really beautiful."
It's so small, compared to the heaven and the earth, it's like floating, a drop in the ocean, that's how it feels."
"Brother, why do you have to compete with God? Now you are at the top of the world. How many people in the world can compare with you?" Zhou Zhiruo's clear and melodious voice sounded.
Murong Fu looked back and saw that Zhou Zhiruo had arrived behind him. He was stunned for a moment and then said in relief, "That's right. As a mortal, if you want to be higher than the world, you can't help but be a little arrogant."
"Otherwise," Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Murong is so talented that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts at a young age. How can he be called a mortal? According to Zhiruo, my brother must be a god descended from heaven."
In her heart, Murong Fu has always been a god-like existence.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "When did Zhiruo's little mouth become so sweet? I can't help but have a taste!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to hug her, stretched out his mouth unceremoniously, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk" before letting go of Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo's face was as red as blood. Although this place was on the top of Yunfan and it was difficult for others to see it, it was still in broad daylight. She was extremely shy. However, she couldn't feel the slightest annoyance towards the person in front of her, so she had to bury her head in Murong's eyes.
He lifted his chest and refused to lift it for a long time.
Murong Fu held his soft and boneless shoulders and sighed in his heart. If Zhang Wuji hadn't done something to him back then, I'm afraid that the heart of the woman in his arms would not fall on him.
"But... this is not enough!" A wicked smile suddenly flashed across Murong Fu's face. According to his character, anything can only be considered obtained if it is completely in his hands.
Zhou Zhiruo felt her body lighten and sink suddenly. After a while, she arrived in her room and said, "Brother Murong, you... uh uh uh..."
She was filled with wonder and was about to ask, but her mouth was blocked immediately.
After whispering for a while, the two of them were honest with each other.
"Brother Murong, Zhiruo... this is my first time, I hope you have mercy on me." Zhou Zhiruo had expected something, her face turned red and she murmured softly.
"Don't worry, brother will take good care of you." Murong Fu said meaningfully, with a bit of a wicked smile in his voice.
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Not long after, there was a sweet cry of "ah", the flower path was not swept by visitors, and the canopy door began to open for you.
Half an hour later, Zhou Zhiruo's slightly panting voice came from the room, "Brother Murong, you... why do you make me look like a puppy? You are so embarrassed..."
An hour later, Zhou Zhiruo's shy and anxious voice sounded, "Brother Murong, you are so evil, you actually used this kind of magic to deal with Zhiruo..."
"Hehe," Murong Fu said with a bad smile, "This is not a magic spell, but the most mysterious Yin-Yang Avenue between heaven and earth."
What the two of them didn't know was that in a rather hidden corner outside the house, a petite figure was standing with his back against a pillar, his shoulders slightly hunched.
"Hey, Xiao Zhao, what are you doing here?" Zhao Min was wandering around leisurely. This was originally Zhou Zhiruo's residence. She wanted to take a detour, but when she saw Xiao Zhao hiding here crying, she couldn't help but step forward.
asked.
Xiao Zhao was startled and suddenly came to his senses. He quickly wiped away the tears on his cheeks and forced a smile, "I'm not...it's okay."