Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Murong Fu stepped forward and asked: "Little sister, what's your name?" The girl said: "My surname is Zhou, my father said I was born in Zhijiang, Hunan, and named me Zhiruo."

Hearing this, Li Mochou was surprised. Seeing the appearance of this little girl, she must be one of the "Father and Daughter of the Zhou family" that Master had inquired about in the past few days. She thought they were his relatives, but she didn't know her at all, but It is not easy for her to interfere with Master's privacy.

Murong Fu took out a small handkerchief, wiped away Zhou Zhiruo's tears, smiled at her, and stuffed the handkerchief into her arms.

Zhou Zhiruo blushed, remembering that this person held her in her arms and used her back to resist the killer move of the monk, her heart was hot and she didn't resist.

The people in the boat didn't see Murong Fu's movements, but Li Mochou saw them clearly, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and cursed secretly: "I won't let such a small child go."

Immediately, remembering that the handkerchief belonged to her, she pouted and snorted softly and turned her head away from looking at him.As if he didn't realize it, Murong Fu asked, "Is there anyone else in your family?"

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "Except for Daddy, there is...no one else." Tears flowed down again as she spoke.

Murong Fu raised his sleeve to wipe away her tears, "Don't cry, don't cry, from now on you just treat your brother as your family."

Arrived at Taipingdian at the second watch of the night, the boatman moored the boat far away from the town, then went to the town to buy food, cooked four big bowls of chicken, fish and vegetables, and put it on the small table in the cabin.

Zhang Sanfeng asked Murong Fu and Chang Yuchun to eat first, but he fed Zhang Wuji himself.

Murong Fu opened his mouth and said: "I see that this little brother is exuding a chill, it seems that he has been poisoned by some kind of cold poison?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "This is Zhang Wuji, the grand disciple of the Taoist priest. He was indeed suffering from cold poison, so I can only touch his acupuncture points to save his life temporarily."

Chang Yuchun was startled and said, "Could it be that Master Zhang can't cure it?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "His cold poison has invaded his internal organs, and he can only dissolve it slowly." He shook his hand in a place Zhang Wuji couldn't see, which meant that it couldn't be dissolved, but he didn't want Wuji to know.

Zhang Wuji felt sad when they mentioned the cold poison, and he couldn't eat. When Zhang Sanfeng fed him again, he shook his head and refused to eat any more.

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was about to go forward to feed Zhang Wuji, Murong Fu said in his heart: "It's not going to happen, you two are entangled because of this feeding feeling." So he took the bowl and chopsticks before Zhou Zhiruo said: "Master Zhang Let's eat first, I'll feed Brother Wuji."

Zhou Zhiruo also said, "Let me feed you." She wanted to take the bowls and chopsticks in her hand.

How could Murong Fu tell her, "I'm here to serve this kid because of you." But he couldn't say this, and said: "You also need someone to take care of you, go and eat." Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to sit back.

Zhang Wuji said: "I'm full, I don't want to eat."

Murong Fu said softly: "Brother Wuji, if you don't eat, your grand master won't be able to. Would you like to see him go hungry?"

Zhang Wuji thought to himself that Grand Master traveled thousands of miles for his own sake, and on the way he spared no effort to suppress the cold poison for himself, how could he still make him hungry.So when Murong Fu put the rice to his mouth, he opened his mouth and ate it.

How could Li Mochou let her master serve others, so she took the bowl and chopsticks from Murong Fu and said, "Master, let me come, you eat first."

Hearing the words "Master", both Zhang Sanfeng and Chang Yuchun's faces turned strange. In this era, almost all the elders are teachers. I have never seen such a big apprentice at such a young age, but Zhang Sanfeng is not a pedantic person , Think about it and feel relieved.

Chang Yuchun had a big mouth and a quick heart, and said with a smile: "Little brother Murong, I thought it was a child bride, but I didn't expect it to be a master and apprentice."

Li Mochou glared at Chang Yuchun, thinking of how they got along these days, her face blushed slightly.

Murong Fu's face was also very hot, and he thought: "This is what I think, why do you say it?"

With a cough, she said to Li Mochou: "Then you can do it." While saying that, she gave her a sneaky look, Li Mochou stuck out her tongue.

Although Li Mochou was indifferent on the outside, she saw that the child was very pitiful, so she carefully removed the fish bones and chicken bones, added gravy to each mouthful of rice, Zhang Wuji ate it very sweetly, and ate up a large bowl of rice Looking at Li Mochou's eyes revealed great gratitude.

Zhang Sanfeng felt relieved, he had a good appetite, and he was not afraid of meat and fish. During the dinner, he talked about Chang Yuchun's origin. Zhang Sanfeng saw that although he looked vicious, he had a pure disposition and was worthy of a chivalrous character, so he persuaded him to change his mind and abandon the cult. He even asked his eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao to accept him as a disciple.

Unexpectedly, Chang Yuchun was determined not to follow.Seeing that he was obsessed with obsession, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, then looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "This little girl..."

Chang Yuchun said: "Don't worry, the old Taoist, this little girl, the villain will try to arrange it properly."

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but glance at Murong Fu, and Murong Fu said, "If brother Chang is at ease, then hand over Zhiruo to me.".m.

Chang Yuchun thought for a while and said: "Little brother is serious. It is better for a little girl to follow the little brother than to follow me, a big boss."

Zhang Sanfeng thought that this little girl would be brought into the Demon Cult if she followed Chang Yuchun, and following Murong Fu was the best choice.He nodded and said, "Okay."

After the meal, Zhang Sanfeng hugged Zhang Wuji in his arms, "Then let's say goodbye." He really didn't want to deal with people from the Demon Cult, but thinking of Murong Fu, he still said: "We will meet later."

Seeing Zhang Wuji's pitiful appearance, Zhou Zhiruo was about to speak, but Murong Fu spoke at the right time:

"Master Zhang, the kung fu practiced by the kid happens to be pure yang kung fu. Why don't you let the kid try it out for Brother Wuji. Although it may not be able to cure him completely, it is still possible to make him feel better."

"This..." Zhang Sanfeng wanted to refuse at first, thinking, the Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu created by himself combined with the remnants of the Nine Suns Manual is already a rare masculine kungfu in the world, even if there is no way to deal with this cold poison, Murong Fu's kung fu is not enough Shallow, what is the use?

But when he heard the phrase "It can make him feel better", he changed his words: "Then there will be Mr. Lao."

Murong Fu said: "It's inconvenient to perform exercises on this boat, how about we go to the inn in the town for treatment?"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "It should be like this."

A group of people came to the Taiping shop, Zhang Sanfeng put Zhang Wuji on the bed and sat cross-legged, Murong Fu moved his mind to inject zhenqi from Zhang Wuji's back.

Zhang Wuji immediately felt a gentle warm current flowing into his body, making him very comfortable.

Ever since he was hit by Xuanming God's palm, although the grand master detoxified him every day, the attack of the cold poison became more and more serious, and his whole body was bitingly cold, and he no longer felt much of the grand master's internal power.

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