Murong Fu pushed the door in, there was no one in the house, closed the door with his backhand, and walked inside, only to see "Zhiruo" wearing a set of white underwear, reclining on the bed, holding a Buddhist scripture to study.

The long black hair is draped down, and the delicate skin is white and red, like a hibiscus out of the water, and it looks like he has just taken a bath.

"Zhiruo" was startled when she saw that there was an extra man in the room, and she couldn't help but tighten her clothes, "Who are you?" The sound is crisp and clear, and it is very beautiful.

Murong Fu smiled and stepped to the bed, "I'm your Murong brother! ”

"Zhiruo" moved to the side where the long sword was hanging, "What are you doing here!"

At this time, I looked at "Zhiruo" carefully, and saw that her expression was grim and arrogant, but her appearance was very sweet, and for a while Murong Fu was reluctant to take his eyes away.

Seeing Murong Fu staring at him so rudely, "Zhiruo's" face became more and more cold, and she stepped back, "Murong Gongzi, please respect yourself, and we will talk about it tomorrow if we have something!"

If it weren't for Murong Fu's resolution of the martial arts crisis at the hero's banquet tonight, she would have drawn her sword a long time ago.

Hearing this, Murong Fu suddenly felt angry in his heart, I am also kind to you, brother, if you don't miss it, forget it, why did you forget me!

Murong Fu snorted slightly: "Zhiruo, you actually forgot about Brother Fu, it seems that you have forgotten Brother Fu's punishment." As he spoke, he stretched out his mouth and kissed it, very fast.

"Zhiruo" was kissed on the mouth before he had time to dodge, and when he landed like a lightning strike, his eyes were dull, and his face was pale.

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, it's not that he hasn't kissed, why did he react so much, thinking that he kissed again.

"Zhiruo" came back to her senses, "Bah, Bah" took a few sips, wiped her lips with her sleeve several times, and glanced at Murong Fu hatefully, "You shameless disciple!"

With a sound of "brush", he pulled out his long sword and stabbed Murong Fu directly.

Murong Fu dodged sideways, "I want to murder my husband!" Then he flicked the blade of the sword with one hand, slid his fingers along the blade, tapped her wrist, and the long sword immediately came out of his hand.

"Zhiruo" stood with both palms, and swept towards Murong Fumi's door with one hand, seemingly light.

Murong Fu didn't care, he avoided his head sideways, and reached out to pick it up at will, only to feel that she didn't have much strength in her palm, but her internal strength hit wave after wave, "Golden top palm?"

As soon as the words fell, "Zhiruo" slapped Murong Fu's chest with his other hand.

This "Golden Peak Palm" is one of the best martial arts of the Emei faction, which is weak at the beginning, but the strength can be stacked layer by layer, until the last move is used, even if it is to open the mountain and crack the stone.

The two of them made a few moves, and the palm power of "Zhiruo" became more and more turbulent, like a surging river, endless, and the palm wind swept past Murong Fu's face one after another.

Murong Fu was careless and underestimated the enemy, and for a while he was forced to be in a hurry, and his hair was already slightly scattered.

Fortunately, although "Zhiruo" has comprehended the mystery of "Golden Peak Palm", the internal force seems to have not yet reached the fire, and when the palm power is about to reach the peak, the sudden strength stops.

Murong Fu took the opportunity to stick to "Zhiruo's" wrist, bypassed his other hand, pressed it against her chest, and held her both hands down.

"Zhiruo" leaned sideways, intending to unload the force.

Murong Fu stretched out one leg and pressed against "Zhiruo's" back in mid-air, and "Zhiruo" was pressed on his leg by him, and his upper body couldn't move.

"Zhiruo" was in a hurry, and kicked Murong Fu's head with one leg.

The span of this "one-word horse" is so large and the posture is so elegant that it instantly shows its figure vividly and exquisitely, and Murong Fu was stunned and almost kicked it.

immediately reacted, and hurriedly shot out a finger force, pointing at its "ring jumping acupoint", "Zhiruo"'s legs in the air immediately couldn't move, even if they wanted to put it down.

Murong Fu tidied up his hair slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he almost capsized in the gutter, although there was no danger to his life, but it was also a big shame.

I can't see that this little girl is thin, as if she is weak and unwinded, but she is so powerful.

"Zhiruo, did you exterminate the old nun do something to you? how could you forget me!"

"Zhiruo" snorted coldly, turned his head and did not speak.

Murong Fu's hand pressed on "Zhiruo's" chest and pressed it gently, although it was separated from "Zhiruo's" hands in the middle, you could still feel the softness in it.

There was an evil smile on his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, Brother Fu has to do something." ”

"Zhiruo" turned pale, and hurriedly said: "I'm not Zhiruo!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility in his heart, "You are not Zhou Zhiruo?"

"It's not!"

"What about Zhou Zhiruo?"

"She didn't come down!"

Murong Fu's expression was suddenly extremely exciting, he preconceived that the Emei faction was regarded as the Emei faction in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, and Zhou Zhiruo was the best among the others.

But this world is very different, I didn't expect that there were such beautiful disciples in the Emei faction, Murong Fu had never seen what Zhiruo looked like when she grew up, and he actually made a big fuss.

"This ...... That one...... I'm really sorry, Xiaosheng, phew, I recognized the wrong person below......"

For a while, Murong Fu was incoherent, and his heart was both happy and embarrassed, happy that it was not Zhiruo who had forgotten herself, but what was embarrassing was how to deal with this woman.

The woman was slightly calm at this time, and she also understood what was going on, and she was even more angry in her heart, and she lost her "innocence" inexplicably.

In the end, he actually recognized the wrong person, even if Murong Fu saw it, he would feel a little better in his heart.

After being silent for a long time, Murong Fu glanced at the woman with a cloudy expression, "What's your name?"

The woman gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"If you don't say it, I'll rape you first and then kill you!" At this point, Murong Fu simply stopped pretending to be a gentleman.

The woman was startled, "I...... My name is Yuan Ziyi. ”

"Are you Yuan Ziyi?" Murong Fu suddenly remembered in his heart, vaguely remembering that Yuan Ziyi was indeed a member of the Emei faction, no wonder he was born so beautifully.

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Yuan Ziyi. ”

Thinking of the poor little girl ten years ago, Murong Fu suddenly asked, "You or Zhiruo, who is more beautiful?"

Yuan Ziyi glanced at him as if he was looking at an idiot, and he didn't speak.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "I think it must be my Zhiruo who is prettier!"

Yuan Ziyi snorted lightly, his expression inexplicable.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the two milky white snowballs on Yuan Ziyi's chest, and Murong Fu's heart suddenly became angry, and he secretly swallowed his saliva.

It turned out that Yuan Ziyi's underwear was already very loose, but after a fierce fight, at this time, he was pressed on his leg by Murong Fu with one hand, and he actually squeezed out most of Xuefeng.

Seeing Murong Fu's wolf-like eyes, Yuan Ziyi panicked, and then looked down at his chest, but he was half gone, his face was instantly bloody, and he struggled violently, "You disciple, don't let go of me yet!"