Chapter 12: The Beauty Scheme
The nature of the Heroic Spirit Contract is a contract involving the ownership of the soul, even if I don't take it seriously and don't care, but before signing the contract, I will instinctively sense that something is wrong, and I can notice the difference in the contract, and the content of the contract cannot be modified. Therefore, it is either a situation where it is necessary to sign a countersign, or it is a forced contract, and the situation of mixing the contract with other things at will and making people sign it inadvertently is basically not a zĂ i, and this is the reason why Mo Wen did not spread the contract everywhere.
Looking at Azhu's hesitant appearance, Mo Wen smiled.
"What, the girl doesn't want to sign?" From time to time, his eyes swept to Ah Zhu's crisp chest and pretty face, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.
Seeing this, Azhu was in his heart, gritted his teeth, and regardless of the uneasiness in his heart, he immediately picked up a pen and signed his name on the paper.
After signing his name, Ah Zhu's heart was tense, and he became inexplicably uneasy, as if he had just done something wrong.
But the surroundings were as usual, Mo Wen put the contract away, and then didn't say anything, and let him go down.
Walking out of Mo Wen's room, Ah Zhu's heart was relieved, and sure enough, nothing happened, but he scared himself.
It's a pity that she didn't notice the mysterious smile on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth when she left.
On the other side, Abi was serving Murong Fu to drink tea in the hall.
Raised the teacup in his hand but put it down, and after doing so a few times, Murong Fu slowly spoke: "Abi, have you ever heard of Xi Shi and Diao Chan?" â
Abi's hand trembled, and the teapot fell directly to the ground. Smashed to pieces.
"Childe!" Her voice trembled slightly.
"The more Xi Shi drove Wu, the more he was the overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Han Dynasty was divided. Sheji was preserved, and both of them deserved to be heroes among women and people who made great contributions to the country. â
Murong Fu sighed slightly, and said to himself: "Since the demise of Da Yan, the heads of the Murong clan have all taken the restoration of the country as their own responsibility, and they have worked hard and exhausted. It's a pity that God doesn't bless my Murong family, and to this day, nothing has been accomplished. This time is probably the closest chance my Murong family has ever had to return to the country. â
"Childe!" Abi's voice was already a little crying.
Murong Fu didn't seem to hear what Abi said, but continued: "This time to restore the country, the money, food, and martial arts in Mo Wen's hands are the key, and there must be a confidant to monitor. So-please! â
Tears rolled down Abi's eyes. The innocent, shy face was full of despair at this time.
She looked at her son-in-law stupidly, and stopped talking, and only after a long time did she whisper: "Yes, --childe." â
That night, Murong Fu hosted a banquet at home to entertain Mo Wen, and the two sides could be said to be happy with the guests and hosts, and they drank until the end of the day.
Mo Wen walked back to his room a little drunk. only to find a woman standing in her house.
The skin is like jade, and the embroidered eyes are like beads. Dressed in a Luo skirt and wearing a hairpin, although it is not a stunning look, but every move is gentle and delicate.
Seeing that Mo Wen returned to the room, Ah Bi bowed slightly and said: "My son-in-law is afraid that those maids under his command will be rude and slack off Mr. Mo, so I will send a little girl to serve my son, and don't be surprised by the salary of the sea king." â
Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.
He looked Abi up and down, then gently hooked her chin with his hand.
"Such a beauty, Murong Gongzi is willing to do it."
Abi's eyes were slightly red, but she was silent.
Mo Wen understood what Murong Fu had in mind, it was nothing more than a beauty trick, but Mo Wen didn't plan to return the little beauty like this. It's not that Mo Wen boasts, he is very good at dealing with women, and no matter how bad those contracts are, he can also get a little woman who basically doesn't know martial arts, Murong Fu lost his wife and broke his army this time, and gave him a little beauty for nothing.
Laughing, Mo Wen picked up Abi Heng and strode towards the bed.
Abi was startled, and was about to struggle, but I don't know what I remembered, sighed slightly, wrapped her arms around Mo Wen's neck, bit her lips tightly, and put her head on Mo Wen's chest, but there were two lines of tears flowing out of her eyes.
Gently put Abi on the bed, Mo Wen pulled down the bed, and then pounced on it.
Behind the curtain, the figure swayed, and after a short time there was a seductive moan.
In the courtyard, under the moonlight, Murong Fu stood with his hands in his hands, and only after a long time did he spit out two words in his mouth.
"Restoration!" ââ
In the early morning of the next day, Mo Wen raised his head from Abi's jade arm, and couldn't help but feel his heart move when he looked at the scene of the beautiful woman sleeping, only to see that the white skin was full of traces of dredging, although it was very shallow, but it was all over the body, and there was a trace of red marks on the curled legs that flowed down from the roots.
Abi still had her eyes closed at this time, but there were crystal tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and her beautiful little face had a little haggardness, but there was also a little charm of a new wife.
A big hand climbed up to Abi Yingying's crisp chest again, and began to knead it.
"Uh," Ah Bi exclaimed, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she glanced at Mo Wen with a complicated expression, and then slowly spoke: "Master? â
Mo Wen smiled, and while continuing the movements of his hand, he said to Ah Bi: "You know what you should do, right?" â
A hint of unwillingness and despair flashed in Abi's eyes, but in the end he nodded and said, "I know, pass some false information to Murong and Murong Gongzi for the master." â
A malicious smile appeared at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, how could Abi, who has no profound martial arts and is not very strong in his own personality, get rid of Mo Wen's control, he was forced to sign a contract by Mo Wen between the bed sheets yesterday, and his body and mind have become Mo Wen's things.
"Very good, then let's serve my son now, I still didn't have a good time last night!"
With a lewd smile, Mo Wen pressed down on Ah Bi again, and after a while, a seductive moan sounded between the beds.
And outside the room, Ah Zhu, who was about to knock on the door, was stunned, and she actually heard Ah Bi's voice in Mo Wen's room-
Time flies, spring passes and autumn comes, and a year has passed.
Murong Family, Swallow Dock, and in the courtyard, Bao Wei and a few people were looking at the situation in front of them with solemn expressions, only to see two people holding long swords in the middle of the courtyard fighting.
One was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a face like a crown of jade, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and the other was slightly older, twenty-seven or eighteen, also personable and handsome, both dressed in white, holding long swords in their hands.
The two of them have good martial arts, and the moves are endless, as if they are flowing water, and in an instant, the whole body is like being covered in a light curtain, the body is staggered, the long sword in the hand is constantly colliding, and the two light curtains are intertwined together, and the sound of collision is constantly made.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed one or twenty moves, and then they heard one of them laugh and say, "Murong Gongzi, take this move." â
Then I saw the blue light shining in Mo Wen's hand, and a long sword was like a big green ball, rolling around in the courtyard, and in an instant, Murong Fu was wrapped in a sword circle, and every move was fatal.
"It's good to come!"
Murong Fu also let out a long roar, then his body flew back, came to the wooden frame next to the courtyard, and took out a long knife.
I saw that he suddenly made the "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife", suddenly made the "Bagua Knife Method", and made the "Liuhe Knife" without counting the moves, and in an instant, even the eight or nine knife techniques had been deployed, and the long sword in Mo Wen's hand made it like a torrential rain, but it was not close to him.
In the blink of an eye, another one or twenty moves have passed, and seeing that he can't attack for a long time, Mo Wen is not annoyed, after all, Murong Fu has been immersed in these miscellaneous kung fu for a long time longer than him, even if his talent is not as good as him, but it is difficult to defeat him with the martial arts in the Water Pavilion, and he immediately withdrew.
Throwing the long sword in his hand away, Mo Wen stretched out his index finger and said loudly: "Murong Gongzi be careful!" Look at my fingers! â
After all, it was a few clicks of the volley.
Several strong winds rushed towards him, Murong Fu was startled, the long knife in his hand stretched out again, only to hear a sound like striking iron, there was a hidden spark bursting out of the long knife, Murong Fu took three steps back before stopping.
"Childe be careful!"
The generals next to him all exclaimed in surprise when they saw this, but Mo Wen had already stopped at this time.
He arched his hand at Murong Fu, "Murong Gongzi is really good at kung fu!" When he practiced hard for a long time, he realized that he had become a small success, and he was the most brilliant martial artist, but he was still taken over by Gongzi lightly, and Nan Murong lived up to his name. â
Murong Fu smiled, "It's only been a year since Gongzi joined Shishui Pavilion, and he has already mastered several martial arts, and his achievements are even more extraordinary, if he hadn't been obsessed for a few years, he would have been embarrassed today!" â
The two immediately looked at each other and smiled. (To be continued......)