Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu who was leaving, and said with a "hehe" smile, "It seems that your son-in-law has improved a lot after practicing Xiao Wuxiang Gong."

"Well, I finally have some prospects." Li Qingluo said disdainfully, and then asked curiously: "Father, how are you doing outside now?"

"I came back from the Western Regions this time with the goal of winning the Shaolin Book of Changes and the Great Huan Dan." Ding Chunqiu said.

"After my skill is prosperous, I will revive Xiaoyao's dominance in Japan."

Li Qingluo shook her head. She had never been interested in men competing for hegemony, and said casually, "Do you think that kid Murong Fu might help you?"

"He, he can't do it, he is thinking about restoring the country, but as long as he has enough strength, it is not a matter of one's mind to be the emperor?"

Ding Chunqiu shook his head, glanced at Duan Yu, and didn't say anything else, he went to Langhuan Jade Cave alone.

On the other side, Murong Fu dragged Mu Wanqing to Yanziwu, but his face was always strange.

Ding Chunqiu, this old thing, what's going on?

The strength is actually not under his own.

However, it was soon relieved. After all, this world is independent, and it is normal for some exceptions to occur occasionally.

As long as they don't get in their way.

"Why...why, Duan Lang is going to lie to me." Mu Wanqing sat on the bow and kept "muttering."

The sad look makes me feel pity.

"People never said they liked you at all, you are just wishful thinking." Murong Fu advised.

"He doesn't like me, why did he take off my veil."

"Master made me swear that I must marry the first person to take off my veil, or..." Mu Wanqing said excitedly.

"Your master didn't have a good heart in the first place, what do you care about her?" Murong Fu replied.

"Impossible, Master is the only relative I have in my life, she absolutely cannot harm me." Mu Wanqing refused to believe Murong Fu's words.

Murong Fu was very helpless, it was really difficult to explain clearly to such a person who had been under the control of his mind for a long time.

"Forget it, you can think what you like, but if you are willing to admit defeat, you won't default on your debt, right?" Murong Fu asked.

"No, I, Mu Wanqing, have always said that I will never give up!" Mu Wanqing said seriously.

Murong Fu smiled: "Haha, it's alright, at least in terms of being a human being, your master has taught me well."

"Hmph, don't speak ill of my master behind his back. How do you want to punish me? Say it!" Mu Wanqing said.

Murong Fu took out the Tianji stick and turned it into a wicker-like slender: "You assassinate me, and I won't kill you. You only need to spank me thirty times a day."

"It's that simple?" Mu Wanqing couldn't believe that Murong Fu's punishment was too easy.

"Yes, it's that simple." Murong Fu nodded.

"Hmph, then come on, I'll take it!" Mu Wanqing said unconvinced.

Murong Fu shrugged and helped Mu Wanqing put on a good posture.

Started his little punishment.

Mu Wanqing was stubborn and unconvinced since she was a child.

In the first few times, I didn't feel any pain except the posture was a little shy.

I don't know why, but the ghost sent a message and said:

"Have you not eaten?"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment: "Haha," he got up, and didn't hold back anymore.

In an instant, the originally calm surface of the lake erupted with screams.

When she arrived at Yanziwu, Mu Wanqing felt it clearly.

Somewhere on the body, the swelling was half an inch higher than before.

"Cousin (Master), you're back." Wang Yuyan asked Azhu and Abi in surprise.

Murong Fu smiled and took his beloved wife into his arms, explaining: "I had already returned to Suzhou the day before yesterday, but some things were delayed, so I only came back today."

"Master, is it true that I heard that you were injured?" Abi asked with concern.

Murong Fu shook his head: "It's fine, it's just a minor injury, it will be healed in three days."

"Three days?"

Azhu and Abi didn't know how powerful Murong Fu was.

But Wang Yuyan knew Murong Fu's exercises like the back of the hand, and it was no trivial matter to make Murong Fu injured for three days.

"cousin…"

Murong Fu kissed Wang Yuyan and said, "Don't worry, it's all over. Besides, I have gained a lot from going out this time."

"Really?" The three girls showed joy at the same time.

Murong Fu nodded: "I'm going to spend more time at home this time."

"Really, Young Master, you've been too busy recently." Abi's face was full of joy, like a child.

Murong Fu looked back, Mu Wanqing with a red face, said:

"Azhu, prepare a wing room for this wooden girl, let's go back and talk about it."

Azhu nodded obediently, and led away the sorrowful Mu Wanqing, who forgot his sorrow.

Murong Fu returned to the room with Wang Yuyan and Abi.

Tell me about what happened recently.

"I can't think of Sister Yinmeng, since she can go to Luoyang for her cousin." Wang Yuyan murmured.

"Cousin, you and Yinmeng have different personalities and different ways of dealing with life, so you don't have to compare this matter."

"I came back this time because I wanted you to help me with a more important matter," Murong Fu did not hide the matter of Hua Jing Yin's dream.

He knew that in Wang Yuyan's mind, he would not care about these things.

More importantly, the other party hopes that Murong Fu can spread more branches and leaves.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yuyan asked curiously.

Murong Fu brought the scriptures and notes on Sanxian Island and handed them over to Wang Yuyan: "The text on it is so old that I don't know any of it."

After Wang Yuyan took over the scriptures and looked at them carefully, she was surprised: "It's actually an ancient text from the pre-Qin period."

"Ancient pre-Qin script?" Murong Fu asked curiously, "Why have I never heard of this kind of script?"

"Is it normal that my cousin has never heard of it?"

"Except for some people who like to study characters, they can recognize this kind of characters."

"Few people know of their existence." Wang Yuyan explained.

Murong Fu suddenly said: "No wonder, I don't know."

He only thinks about practicing Qigong and recovering the country all day long. How can he have time to study ancient texts and ancient characters: "Cousin, do you know me?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "I barely know a few words."

When Murong Fu heard that Wang Yuyan did not know him, he could only be slightly disappointed.

There must be some secrets hidden in the ancient books that can make the three old guys behave like this.

Immediately, he said indifferently, "If my cousin doesn't know each other, I think..."

"Cousin, listen to me, although I don't know a few words."

"But I found that your Murong family is still hiding in Shishui Pavilion, a few ancient books of pre-Qin."

"As long as you give me some time, I will be able to fully translate this book." Wang Yuyan smiled.

"That's great, my cousin is amazing." Murong Fu said happily.

Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed to be praised, and whispered, "Cousin, it may take a little longer."