"Ahem!" Suddenly, a dry cough mixed with a hint of anger rang out.

Murong Fu turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but be slightly embarrassed, it turned out that there was still a person sitting in the corner of the Zen courtyard, who was a sweeping monk.

However, his face was very good, and after a slight flash of redness, he immediately returned to his natural and said, "The master's voice doesn't seem to be very good, but you should pay attention to your body." ”

The sweeping monk gave him a rare look, "Lord Murong, the old man is here, just to settle the grievances of the previous day." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the women in the courtyard were like facing a great enemy, Li Mochou's face was cold, his long sword was unsheathed, and his body shook when he heard the wind, and he came to Murong Fu's side and handed over the heavenly sword.

Murong Fu waved his hand funny, signaling the women to be calm and not to be impatient, "Take it easy, don't be so nervous." ”

After a pause, he said something that almost made the sweeping monk vomit blood, "I can settle this old monk alone." ”

However, Li Mochou and the others still restrained their momentum according to their words, but their eyes were still wary of the old monk.

They were really a little scared of the collapse of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day, and now it is not a martial arts competition, so naturally there is no need to talk about martial arts morality, once the old monk has any bad intentions, they must flock to it, which is also what Murong Fu usually taught them.

The sweeping monk's face twitched slightly, as if he was holding back for a long time, before he snorted lightly and coldly, and said, "The old man still owes Murong a condition, so the donor will mention it." ”

Murong Fu rolled his eyes, these words seemed ordinary, but in fact, they faintly implied that he was outdated.

Of course, he had already thought about the conditions, even if the sweeping monk didn't come today, he would go to the sweeping monk once before going down the mountain, and immediately smiled, "The conditions under the mountain are very simple, I hope the seniors can go down the mountain to assist the Murong family." ”

"What?" the sweeping monk looked at Murong Fu in surprise and surprise.

"That's right, all these years, you have been hiding in the Shaolin Temple, thinking that this is a place outside the world, and it is time to contribute to the Murong family. Murong Fu said meaningfully.

The sweeping monk's expression changed from surprise, to amazement, and finally he looked helpless, shook his head and sighed, "You should know that it is impossible for me to leave Shaolin in this life, and the old man has said it first, and the conditions that I promise you must be worthy of Shaolin and martial arts morality, and assisting the Murong family is not among them." ”

"Hmph!" Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, "Don't you feel guilty when you eat inside and out?"

The women heard it inexplicably, only Li Mochou showed a wisp of thoughtfulness in his eyes, and he was horrified inexplicably, could it be that this old monk was still a member of the Murong family?

The sweeping monk sighed with a complicated expression, "The affairs of the Murong family, except for bringing disasters to the people of the world and bringing catastrophes to the Murong family, there is no other benefit, not to mention that this violates the agreement between you and me, even if it is not, the old man will not agree." ”

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless. Murong Fu said lightly, raised his hand slightly, and the Equality Sword automatically slid out of the scabbard in Tingfeng's hand, and a ray of cold light pointed directly at the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk was like a great enemy in an instant, his hair was directly subordinate, although this cold light did not cause substantial damage, but it locked his qi rigidly, as long as Murong Fu had a thought, it was an incomparable attack one after another.

Even so, the sweeping monk still shook his head firmly, "Even if you kill the old man, the old man will not help the abuse." ”

"Hmph, what do you mean by helping to abuse," the corners of Murong Fu's mouth sneered slightly, "The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, if it is turbulent today, the people are in deep trouble, even if my Murong family does not make a move, the people will not have a good life, if you want to make the people peaceful, you can only let the world be unified." ”

Immediately, without waiting for the sweeping monk to speak, he preemptively said, "This son will not tell you the conditions today, if you still miss a trace of the old feelings, just follow me down the mountain, otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about the old feelings, my Murong family has developed to this day without you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the killing intent in the air condensed like substance, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing.

The sweeping monk was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Okay, I'll go to Murong's house with you to have a look, but there is a word first, once I find out that you don't give the royal way in the future, I will leave immediately." ”

"A smart move. Murong Fu's cold face melted instantly, and instead with a faint smile, the atmosphere in the courtyard instantly turned into spring and white snow.

The women were already surprised by this, rolled their eyes, and turned to enter the meditation room to pack their things.

The sweeping monk was able to agree, Murong Fu did not have much surprise on his face, he was able to come here, he had already made up his mind that he was going to go down the mountain with him, and he was just pretentious, it was more just a temptation.

"Then please pack your luggage as soon as possible, and let's go down the mountain." Murong Fu chuckled.

"Alone, with nothing to grow. The sweeping monk said lightly.

"Whatever you want. Murong Fu shrugged.

"Brother Murong," at this moment, Guo Fu cried and trotted over and threw herself into Murong Fu's arms, "My mother, she...... What should she do?"

The sweeping monk's figure flickered and disappeared.

Murong Fu picked up Guo Fu's little face, and without saying a word, he kissed him first.

Guo Fu was ashamed, looked around cautiously, and then said coquettishly, "Brother Murong, don't be bad, you are leaving, my mother ......"

"Don't worry, I'll cure her. Murong Fu smiled slightly, and changed his words, "However, Fu'er, how are you going to repay me?"

"You are necrotic, and you have to talk about the conditions to save my mother," Guo Fu's small hand hammered twice on his chest, and then said in a weak mosquito voice, "Besides, everyone will give it to you, what do you want." ”

"Really?" Murong Fu looked at her with a smile, "When did it give it to me, why don't I know." ”

Guo Fu's little face was flushed, just like a ripe red apple, "As long as Brother Murong wants, he can do it anytime." ”

"And what about now?"

"Now?" Guo Fu was stunned, "In broad daylight, what's the matter...... How can that be?"

"Haha, teasing you. Murong Fu pinched Guo Fu's little face, took his little hand and walked towards the meditation room where Huang Rong was.

Originally, the beggar gang prepared a camp tent for Huang Rong's mother and daughter, but after being injured and unconscious yesterday, they were brought back by Murong Fu and vacated a meditation room for them.

After a while, Murong Fu came to Huang Rong's bed, looked at the delicate face and delicate body, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Isn't my mother very beautiful?" Guo Fu suddenly asked in a faint voice.

Murong Fu hurriedly retracted the strange look in his eyes and said with a smile, "Beauty, it can be ranked among the top ten in the world." ”

"Hmph. Guo Fu glared at him, but said nothing.

Murong Fu regained his thoughts, probed Huang Rong's pulse, and said, "You go out to protect the Dharma for me." ”

Guo Fu was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Can't I protect the Dharma in the house?"

"No," Murong Fu shook his head, "You are in the house, it is easy to disturb my and your mother's qi, and your previous efforts will be wasted, which will make your mother's injuries even more serious." ”

Guo Fuhu stared at Murong Fu suspiciously, "You won't have any intentions against my mother, right?"

Murong Fu sweated profusely in her heart, this girl was too sensitive, and even this little bit of caution was discovered by her, but her face was serious, and she even scolded with a little reproach,

"What nonsense, your mother's spiritual will was injured by the innate sword qi, if it is treated slowly, it is not very dangerous, but now if you want to cure her at one time, it is inevitable to take some risks, and naturally it will not be affected in the slightest. ”

Guo Fu stuck out her little tongue and said obediently, "I'm sorry, Brother Murong, I'm ...... Don't take it to heart when I talk nonsense. ”

"Well, let's get out, don't think about it anymore. Murong Fu said lightly.

Guo Fu nodded, turned around and left the meditation room.

As soon as she left, Murong Fu looked at Huang Rong with a complicated expression, a lonely man and a widow, alone in a room, and the key was that she was still unconscious, it was really a big temptation......

However, Murong Fu quickly dispelled the thoughts in his heart, because Huang Rong at this moment was no different from a corpse.

Immediately stretched out his right hand, flipped his wrist, and the palm lit up with a white light, and slowly pushed it out.

Huang Rong's body shook slightly, and slowly rose.

Huang Rong's injuries are not complicated, and they are not as serious as Murong Fu said before, but it is unlikely that ordinary people want to heal, because it does involve things at the level of spiritual will, and there are no more than one hand that can be treated in the world, and the key is to pioneer the innate sword qi remaining in her body.

Murong Fu's body emitted a strange fluctuation, carefully pulling out those innate sword qi in Huang Rong's body.

After a while, Huang Rong's palm bulged slightly, and squirmed, as if something was about to rush out of it.

Murong Fu's left hand swiped through the air, and with a soft "poof", a wound appeared in Huang Rong's palm out of thin air, and a trace of almost transparent sword qi shot out.

After about a stick of incense, as the last innate sword qi was expelled, the blood flowed, but Huang Rong's breathing stabilized.

Murong Fu slowly moved Huang Rong to the bed and stood up.

"I can't do anything to you, but I can't do anything for nothing. Murong Fu muttered, but he stretched out his hand and pinched it unceremoniously on a fullness somewhere.

This feeling, not to mention how good.

Suddenly, just as Murong Fu was about to stop, a cold light struck.

Murong Fu hurriedly tilted his head and retreated. With a "snort", a finger force passed by.

When I looked at Huang Rong again, I saw that her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was flushed, obviously waking up.

"Heh," Murong Fu chuckled, as if talking to himself, "It's just a matter of receiving some compensation, and we don't owe each other." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left the meditation room, he didn't know when Huang Rong woke up, but he expected that his small movements must have been known by her.

Guo Fu was walking around anxiously outside, and when she saw Murong coming out, she immediately greeted her, "How is it, is my mother okay?"

"Half the way. Murong pondered, but seeing that Guo Fu was about to cry again, he hurriedly added, "The remaining half only needs to recuperate and retreat for a few days to fully recover." ”

Guo Fuden smiled happily, and couldn't help but step forward and kiss Murong Fu on the face, "Thank you, Brother Murong." ”

"No thanks, your mother has already thanked you. Murong Fu said meaningfully.

"Huh?" Guo Fu was stunned, and said that Huang Rong had woken up, and hurriedly ran into the house.