Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"Godmother, this soul-moving technique is really useful!"

"Go, don't think about it!"

In the carriage, Huang Rong, who was restoring Qi in Wu Gong's body, rolled her eyes fiercely: "Little devil, why do you want to learn this thing?

After learning this thing, you can seduce little girls again, right? Stop dreaming. "

Huang Rong glanced outside the car window and said, "I'll use my true energy to dispel the remaining coldness with you. It's not appropriate now."

"no."

Ning Zhong's ears twitched. She sat by the fire, looked at her daughter who was already asleep, and quickly reached out to touch her acupuncture points.

Sighing, she leaned towards the carriage with ease.

(The happy hour has arrived, this time in the middle.)

After the final healing.

The cold air in Wu Gong's body was finally washed away.

He was finally able to circulate the true energy in his body normally.

Of course, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the true energy in his body had unknowingly taken on the power of coldness.

Huang Rong's explanation for this is. The Xuanming Divine Palm produced by the two elders Xuanming and Ming is a martial art of extreme Yin and coldness. A large amount of cold nature energy has remained in Wu Gong's body for such a long time. Although most of it has been eliminated, there is still some A considerable part of it was absorbed by his body and transformed into his own infuriating energy.

This is normal.

Of course, if Wu Gong doesn't want to keep it, he only needs to circulate his true energy many times to remove all the cold power from his body after a period of time. If you are willing to keep it, then practicing the martial arts of those cold powers will be more effective with half the effort. However, Huang Rong did not advise him to retain these cold powers.

Although this kind of martial arts with cold force is very powerful to some extent, the cold force will eventually harm the body.

Over time, it will damage the foundation and affect a person's character, so it is best not to practice.

Do a few more Qi twists to disperse it.

Wu Gong thought for a while and decided to follow Huang Rong's suggestion.

After all, now that he has a lot of martial arts to practice, he is not short of such a little bit of cold power.

However, if this thing is not only used for practicing but also used in other aspects.

It's also a good choice.

"Be temperate, be temperate!"

Wu Gong grinned.

Slowly exhaling a breath of breath, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Yue Lingshan's voice came from outside: "Mom, is this Mantuo Villa?"

"I don't know. It's my first time here." Ning Zhong shook her head. She had been to Mantuo Villa in Jiangnan. At that time, she went to visit Li Qingluo and wanted to get an internal skill from her. Specifically for Yue Lingshan.

Although I have been to Mantuo Villa in Fuzhou several times since then, this is really my first time here.

Wu Gong opened the car curtain and looked outside.

It was a manor between two mountain peaks.

In the distance, a dazzling white waterfall falls vertically from the sky, as if coming from the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, it is very eye-catching.

Thick mist filled the air, like clouds falling from the sky.

The pavilions and pavilions are engulfed by fog from time to time.

It really looks like a fairyland.

Huang Rong said with a smile: "This place is really a good place. Qingluo has really found a good place. It seems like her luck has always been so good."

"When you are so close to the Milky Way, your clothes are stained by the cold dew! This is really like the fairyland on earth mentioned in the poem!" Wu Gong also sighed, and he jumped out of the car.

Yue Lingshan hurriedly took a few steps forward to support him and said, "Brother Wu Gong, your injury is not healed yet, so it's better to be careful."

"Okay, Sister Lingshan!"

Wu Gong suddenly smiled at Yue Lingshan, and the little girl's face suddenly turned red.

Ning Zhongze didn't know why her heart suddenly felt sour. She turned her head away and continued to admire the beautiful scenery in front of her with Huang Rong.

"Da da da~"

The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded from a distance.

Everyone showed vigilant expressions. It wasn't until I saw a woman wearing slave attire riding a horse out of the villa that I felt a little more relaxed.

This woman was dressed in her forties or fifties, with dark skin and calluses on her hands.

She jumped off the horse and slightly raised her hands: "Are there any of you here to attend the lady's hair extension ceremony?"

"Yes!" Huang Rong took a step forward.

"Then, do you have invitations?"

Huang Rong and Ning Zhong looked at each other. They really didn't have invitations in their hands.

Because they all accepted the invitation several years ago.

At that time, the invitations were all verbal, and no invitations or tokens were given. Moreover, after so many years, even if invitations and tokens were given, they might not be able to be retained.

It was obvious that this was not the first time the maid had encountered this situation.

She smiled slightly and said, "Do those people know the name of the young lady or the name of the master's family?"

"She should be called Yuyan. I hugged her when I was a child. As for the master's family, I really don't remember the name of Qingluo's husband. Do you know, Ronger?"

Huang Rong also shook her head: "When I met Qingluo, her husband had passed away, and she never told me! But her surname should be Wang."

The maid nodded and once again said, "You two seem to be guests, but since you don't have an invitation, I don't know if you have any personal tokens, so I can take them back to show my wife."

"What? Doesn't she welcome us?"

Huang Rong frowned and her tone was a bit unkind.

"Don't be angry, you two. A few days ago, a gangster pretended to be my lady's friend. After entering the villa, he wanted to kidnap the lady. Fortunately, the Emei Sect's Miejie Shitai came to the rescue, so the gangster couldn't do what he wanted. There are more people coming this time, so Zhuangzi has stepped up his guard and asks for your forgiveness.

I don't mean to target you two, but I ask you to bear with me and forgive me. "

Ning Zhong gently pulled Huang Rong, stretched out his hand and threw the sword in his hand: "This is my personal sword. Go show it to her, she must recognize it."

"Okay, you two can walk up slowly. There are a lot of new flowers planted along the way. You two can enjoy them slowly."

The maid bowed deeply, held the sword and walked towards the mountain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I haven't seen Qingluo act so arrogant for many years!" Huang Rong shook her head and said in a weird tone.

"Haha, if Li Qingluo didn't have such airs, I might not be able to recognize her." Ning Zhongze didn't take it seriously, but she immediately said, "But I heard that after this gift of hairpins, she will give Her daughter is engaged.”

"Oh? She is such a high-minded person, what kind of husband did she choose for her daughter?"

"She didn't make it clear in the letter she sent me last time. It is said that the other party is a Confucian scholar, well-read poetry and books, and has a peaceful temperament, which is very suitable for her daughter."

Huang Rong nodded: "Everything else between husband and wife is secondary. Their temperaments must be compatible. Otherwise, conflicts will inevitably arise."

"Who says it's not?"

Several people were walking towards the mountain while talking. After walking a few steps, a chuckle came from the mountain: "Hey, it just happened that you two arrived together. I didn't expect you to be far away.

Hehehe, you won’t be surprised, right? "

Huang Rong and Ning Zhong rolled their eyes in unison.

Obviously, they all noticed the yin and yang meaning in the words.

But there were smiles on their faces.