Bidding farewell to the six monsters of Jiangnan, Fu Qiu once again took Rou'er into the carriage.

Worried that the carriage would fall apart, it was very stable all the way, until they arrived at a luxurious inn, and the two of them settled down, and Fu Qiu pressed the vibration mode.

"Master, you slow down, light." Rou'er flushed her face and snorted.

"That's not going to work." Fu Qiu shook his head: "Your body is too bad, I'll give you a massage." ”

Fu Qiu sat on the bed, his hands were like drums, crackling on Rou'er's back and shoulders, using all his body skills to stretch Rou'er's muscles, relax muscles and invigorate blood, and make her muscles and bones transparent.

This little girl practices dance all year round, and it is inevitable that she has some physical problems, and she does not practice martial arts, in order to enhance her confrontation ability.

Fu Qiu can only take action to recuperate for her personally, at least to improve her resistance, otherwise it will not be possible to go up or down.

After all, the force is mutual, she is good, and I am good!

During the massage, Fu Qiu even enjoyed this staged process a little.

It's like when you go to the foot washing shop, the beautiful technician lady presses your feet again and again, you learn a lot of techniques, don't you want her to lie down, press her, let her know your skills and techniques?

Don't be too busy saying you don't want to!

If you don't want to, you're not going around enough, your wallet isn't bulging enough, and your body isn't rigid enough.

Time flickered, and Fu Qiu had arrived in the central capital of the Jin Kingdom, and it had been a week.

During the period, it is a daily hook column to listen to music, see the elegance of this place, and then ask the young lady to go to the home to blow the flute to appreciate the art and learn the art of dancing.

Fu Qiu stood in front of the window, looking at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"It's snowing, sir?"

Looking out the window, Rou'er's voice was quite pleasantly surprised, like a magpie.

Fu Qiu turned his head and looked at her.

Wearing a snow-white cape, his face is flushed, and his red and white skin is full of luster.

I have to say that after Fu Qiu's conditioning these days, Rou'er looks full of blood and energy, and her spirit is not at the same level as before.

Of course, the biggest improvement is that Fu Qiu stimulates her hematopoietic stem cells and bone marrow, and improves her physical resistance ability.

Fu Qiu sighed: "This snow looks not small, I can't go out today, let's do activities, so as not to be cold." ”

"Just got up!" Rou'er said embarrassedly.

Fu Qiu waved his hand: "It's okay, it's time for morning exercise." ”

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The heavy snow has been falling for several days, although Fu Qiu can't bear to be so cold, he still has to be served by the young lady.

But when I think of them not working, not moving their bodies, and experiencing the physical process of friction and heat, wouldn't it be even more pitiful on such a cold day?

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Fu Qiu can only let the luxury carriage of the inn go to pick up people, and in the cold winter, I hope he can provide a little more work to help those mature women who need relief.

"It's time to get out and about!"

For the five or six sleeping companions on the bed who were exhausted last night, Fu Qiu finally walked out of the inn.

On the long street, there was a lot of noise and cheers.

After the heavy snowfall, the street seems to be even more prosperous.

Suddenly, Fu Qiu noticed that a corner of the market was crowded, and from a distance, a large number of people were gathered together.

Fu Qiu took a closer look and saw that there was a vacant space for the boss in the crowd.

A pennant was inserted on the ground, embroidered with the four golden words of "Recruiting Relatives by Competition", and his heart immediately moved.

"Martial arts competition, is it Mu Nianci?"

Looking up, a girl in red and a burly man on the martial arts field were fists and feet, and the fight was very lively.

The girl is dressed in red, seventeen or eighteen years old, jade and pavilion, although her face has the color of wind and dust, but her eyes are bright and bright, her face is good, and her beauty is difficult to hide.

Fu Qiu's heart was even more moved, watching the competition between the two.

The girl in red's fists and feet are not weak, and every move and style is quite orderly, and it seems that she has obviously been instructed.

On the other hand, the burly man looks burly, but his strength does not rise from the soles of his feet, and the lower plate is seriously unstable, and his one move and one style are quite dull.

In Fu Qiu's opinion, this person was definitely not the opponent of the woman in red.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw that the girl in red deliberately showed a flaw, and the burly man immediately believed it, and was slapped on the back by the girl in red, and fell into a gray face, and pushed away the crowd with a face of shame, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Good! Well played! ”

The crowd of onlookers immediately applauded and cheered.

Under the banner of the competition to recruit relatives, there was also a middle-aged man, he made a gesture to the crowd in all directions, and said loudly: "Under the surname Mu Mingyi, Shandong people's name, passing through your land, one does not seek fame, two is not for profit, just want to find a mother-in-law for the little girl who is already young, she has made a wish, not to hope that her husband is rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she has the courage to put out this competition to recruit relatives.

Whoever is under the age of thirty, who has not yet married, and who can win a fist and kick against a little girl, will be married to him by the little girl.

In the next father and daughter, from south to north, they have experienced seven roads, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never gotten a good match. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man paused, clasped his fists and said: "Beijing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many masters and chivalrous, and it is ridiculous to behave below, please bear with me." ”

The crowd of onlookers chattered, and many people commented on Mu Nianci, but no one stood up.

Yang Tiexin, who was alias Mu Yi, sighed in his heart, and was about to stretch out his hand to pull down the flag of the martial arts competition.

At this moment, two voices rang out at the same time.

"Wait!"

When the crowd parted, a fat old man in his fifties with a gray beard and a bald monk walked out.

Seeing these two strange contestants, there was immediately a burst of laughter from the crowd.

The fat old man immediately blew his beard and glared, shouting, "What are you laughing at!" He competed to recruit relatives, and I haven't married a wife yet, so can't I? ”

The monk said with a hippie smile: "Husband, do you want her to be a widow for half her life when you marry such a young daughter-in-law?" ”

The fat old man looked at the monk unconvinced, and said, "What are you doing with this monk again?" Don't know the precepts of Buddhism? ”

The monk looked indifferent and said, "If I can marry such a beautiful wife, I will immediately return to the vulgar!" ”

The crowd laughed again, and Mu Nianci, who was the object of the martial arts competition, was even more tense, with an angry face, and couldn't help but think to himself, when he made a move later, he must be ruthless next time, so that these crooked melons and cracked dates will carefully weigh their qualifications!

"It's better for you two to look at yourself in the mirror!"

A cold sound exploded in the air, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

With this cold snort, Fu Qiu entered, and the crowd quickly automatically separated a passage.

Mu Nianci on the stage saw the white-clothed Shengxue, the handsome Fu Qiu, with the comparison of the two crooked melons and cracked dates before, and his favorability couldn't help but rise wildly.

The fat man and the monk were also afraid of the new Fu Qiu, the two glanced at each other, and joined forces to sneak attack Fu Qiu.

"Boy, dare to rob a woman with the uncle!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Nianci on the side was anxious, and subconsciously wanted to shoot with a spear on the side.

Yang Tiexin did not stop him.

However, before the two of them could make a move, they saw Fu Qiu's fingertips, and the two of them were in the big hole of the space, and the two people who sneaked up stiffened, fell to the ground, and made two sounds.

Regardless of these two people, Fu Qiu walked towards the stage and arched his hand at Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci: "Contemptible Fu Qiu, this is polite!" ”