Eight hundred and seventieth chapter backyard fire
Without saying a word, Huang Rong took Guo Fu and prepared to leave.
Murong Fu folded his hands on his chest and said lazily, "Gang Leader Huang, don't be so anxious."
Huang Rong didn't look back and replied coldly, "The fog is getting thicker. My mother and daughter are both weak. I'm afraid of encountering some villain with bad intentions, so it's better to go back as soon as possible."
"Mother..." Guo Fu heard the insinuation in Huang Rong's words, frowned slightly, and shook Huang Rong's arm.
Murong Fu didn't care at all. He didn't seem to hear the implication of Huang Rong's words and said, "Gang Leader Huang, you can rest assured. With my son-in-law here, no monsters or monsters can harm you mother and daughter."
Then the conversation changed, "My son-in-law has an important matter, and I want to discuss it with Gang Leader Huang. I wonder if Gang Leader Huang is interested. Later... we will go to the mountainside to discuss it."
"It's inconvenient to be alone and alone. I'll take my leave." Huang Rong refused without thinking.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, "Guangzhu Huang is here for the dragon-slaying knife. My son-in-law is not talented and he happens to know some inside information."
"Do you know the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife?" Huang Rong suddenly turned around and looked at Murong Fu intently, hoping to see some flaw.
She went to Shaolin this time not for some martial arts competition. The real purpose was the Dragon Slaying Sword. She was not as rigid as Guo Jing. With the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, Xiangyang City would have fewer Han people to die, and Guo Jing would also be safe.
Great protection, every time Guo Jing went on an expedition, she was always on tenterhooks.
"The Dragon-Slaying Sword has long since ceased to exist. It's ridiculous that everyone is still fighting for a person related to it." Murong Fu secretly sneered in his heart, but said in his mouth, "Of course I don't know about the Dragon-Slaying Sword, otherwise
I won’t go to Shaoshi Mountain, but I know what I need to face if I want to grab Xie Xun.”
"What do you need to face?" Huang Rong couldn't help but ask, but as soon as the words came out, she immediately realized that something was wrong. She changed the subject and her tone became a little softer, "You are not an outsider, so I will tell you straight.
This time I really came here for the dragon-slaying knife. If you know anything, please tell me for the sake of Fu'er's father."
She deliberately changed "Brother Jing" to "Fu'er's father", in fact, she wanted to give Murong Fu the illusion that she had agreed to the marriage, so as to get information about Xie Xun.
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, his body swayed, and he quickly galloped towards the mountainside. Only a vague voice came, "Gang Leader Huang, it is not appropriate for Fu'er to be involved in this matter. My son-in-law is waiting for me on the mountainside. You don't have to care."
Dragon-slaying knife, but what happened that night in Kaifeng, can you not care less..."
The last sentence uses sound transmission to enter the secret.
Guo Fudeng was unhappy immediately and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What? Let me know what's wrong. I won't ruin my mother's affairs."
Huang Rong's face was uncertain. After a while, she sighed and said, "Fu'er, please go back first. I'll go see what medicine he sells in his gourd."
Guo Fu reluctantly said "yes" and returned to the camp.
Murong Fu found a relatively remote pavilion on the mountainside, where he waited for Huang Rong to take the bait. In fact, the back mountain was more suitable, but there was a fat monk there, and he couldn't afford to hide if he couldn't offend him.
Not long after, a white shadow flashed, and Huang Rong stood in front of Murong Fu. She glanced around and thought of something. Her face turned slightly red and she said coldly, "What's the matter? Tell me."
After thinking for a while, he added, "It's better not to speak out about some unrealistic ideas, otherwise don't blame me for turning against others."
"Nothing, I just want to ask, how are you doing during this time?" Murong Fu's eyes flashed with a complex look, and after pondering for a long time, he asked an incomprehensible question.
While he was talking, he glanced at the other person's lower abdomen, which was nothing special.
Huang Rong was startled at first, but then she realized what she was doing, her face turned red with embarrassment, and her eyes were cold and cold, "Murong Fu, don't push yourself too hard. I'm here to know the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the Dragon Saber. If you don't want to, you can tell me.
I am leaving."
"If..." Murong Fu's heart moved, "I tell you the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Sword and help you get it, how can you thank me?"
"Do you really know the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife?" Huang Rong glanced at him strangely, but when she saw the vague evil in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel shuddered in her heart and took a few steps back.
"Isn't it just the Dragon Slaying Sword?" Murong Fu smiled faintly, "Do you think that with my current martial arts skills, I will take it seriously?"
Huang Rong took a deep breath, feeling like she was trying to steal the skin of a tiger, but she still couldn't help but said, "If you can help me obtain the dragon-slaying knife, I will no longer object to Fu'er's marriage. The dragon-slaying knife can also be used as a betrothal gift.
"
Murong Fu smiled coldly, "It seems that Gang Leader Huang's memory is not very good. Last time I was in Kaifeng Mansion, I remember that you had already betrothed Fu'er to me. Why, one daughter can be married twice?"
Huang Rong was not surprised by this. She rolled her eyes and said, "I agreed last time, but brother Jing hasn't agreed yet. If you can use the dragon-slaying knife as a betrothal gift, I promise to convince brother Jing, how about that?"
Murong Fu shook his head, "Guo Fu is already mine, I have the final say on this, and what you and your wife say no longer count."
"You..." Huang Rong was furious, "What exactly do you want?"
This was what Murong Fu was waiting for, and he immediately said, "It's very simple, just do like that night..."
Before she finished speaking, Huang Rong immediately shouted, "Shut up!"
He turned around and left without hesitation.
"Rong'er!" Murong Fu couldn't help but call out, and grabbed Huang Rong's shoulder.
Huang Rong was on guard for a long time. There was a violent shock in her shoulders, but she didn't move Murong Fu's hand away. She turned around and glanced at Murong Fu with extreme disdain. She was about to curse, but when she faced Murong Fu's eyes that changed.
When he saw the dark and deep eyes, his whole body fell into a trance.
When Huang Rong blinked and looked again, the surrounding environment changed rapidly. All the scenery disappeared and turned into a quiet and elegant room, and the person in front of her was her brother Jing.
Guo Jing smiled awkwardly, "Rong'er, what's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"
"Brother Jing?" Huang Rong murmured, and then shook her head vigorously, but she was still in her own room, and the person in front of her was also Brother Jing. There was nothing wrong with his voice, appearance, and smile.
"Rong'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Guo Jing frowned slightly and held her in his arms distressedly. "During this period, there have been frequent wars in Xiangyang City. You have to prepare supplies and go to the front line to supervise the battle. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's nothing, Rong'er isn't working hard." Huang Rong replied smoothly.
"It's late at night, let's take a rest early." Guo Jing said, but reached out to untie Huang Rong's belt.
Huang Rong felt vaguely that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember what was wrong. The person in front of her was undoubtedly Brother Jing.
Soon, Guo Jing's lips kissed him. Huang Rong felt an inexplicable resistance in her heart, but she hadn't been close to brother Jing for a long time, so it was not good to reject him like this.
Gradually, Guo Jing's actions became more and more frequent and worse. Huang Rong felt like she couldn't muster any strength and her mind was slightly dazed, but the resistance deep in her heart became stronger and stronger.
Seeing his belt being untied and his clothes slipping down, a slight chill spread throughout his body.
Huang Rong was suddenly startled, sobered up a little, and hurriedly pushed Guo Jing away, "Brother Jing, it's already very late today, let's go... again... tomorrow..."
Nothing more can be said.
Guo Jing, who had always been honest and courteous, gave a bad smile and said, "Rong'er, don't make trouble, this is what happened, do you want Brother Jing to suffocate himself to death!"
With that said, he rushed forward.
At this moment, in a pavilion on the hillside of Shaoshi Mountain, Murong Fu hugged Huang Rong with one arm and kept moving up and down the other hand.
But most of Huang Rong's body was already in the air, and her whole person seemed to have changed.
Murong Fu was afraid that something might change if it was too late, so after a slight hesitation, he was ready to get to the point directly.
But at this moment, Huang Rong suddenly shouted, "You are not Brother Jing. Brother Jing will never force me in the slightest."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes immediately became clear.
After seeing her surroundings and her own ugly appearance clearly, Huang Rong's face turned red and she hurriedly straightened her clothes.
Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart, it was just a little bit close.
Huang Rong was dressed neatly, looked up at Murong Fu, with a look of disgust in her eyes, and said word for word, "Soul-moving magic, I thought you were just greedy and lustful, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable."
It turned out that she had been cast by Murong Fu on the Soul Transferring Technique before without noticing it. Fortunately, she had practiced the Nine Yin Manual for many years, allowing her to retain a trace of spiritual consciousness. In addition, she was already extremely smart, so at the critical moment, she
, broke away from Murong Fu's control.
Murong Fu's cheeks hurt from the look of disgust, and he snorted coldly, "So what? That's how I am. For the love of my heart, I will do whatever it takes, even risking the world's disapproval."
"It's ridiculous. Based on your words, you are the most despicable and shameless person I have ever seen. Ouyang Ke was not as good as you back then." Huang Rong sneered with disdain.
"Hmph!" Murong Fu looked cold, "Okay, I'm despicable and shameless. You'd better never ask me, otherwise, you will definitely pay the price."
Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded and finally disappeared.
Huang Rong stared blankly at the undulating mountains, two crystal tears slowly slid down from the corners of her eyes, and murmured, "Brother Jing, Ronger is sorry for you..."
Returning to the monastery, Murong Fu was in a very bad mood, but he found that in the courtyard, there were flashes of swords, and the erratic figures of Xiao Longnu and Li Mochou, fighting fiercely. Tingfeng looked like he didn't mind the matter and was adding fuel to the fire.
As for the other girls, Chui Xue didn't have any opinions at all and just did whatever Ting Feng said. The three girls Cheng Lingsu, Liu Shenghuaqi and Qiqige had just arrived and were not familiar with anyone. They stood aside in silence, while Hong Lingbo and Lu Wushuang themselves
It’s to cheer for Li Mochou.
Only Xiao Zhao and Shuang'er looked anxious and kept shouting from the side, "Stop fighting, the young master will be unhappy when he comes back..."
"Xiaozhao, Shuang'er is indeed my most caring treasure. You always think about me..." Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh.