"Donor, you" In the quiet open space, it was suddenly broken by Xuzhu's voice, it turned out that Xuzhu saw Murong Fu talking to himself on the side, and couldn't help but say something.

At this time, Murong Fu, who was brought back to his senses by Xuzhu's voice, looked at Xuzhu and was also stunned, and then his body moved, and he appeared next to the latter, grabbed his hand and said: "Calm your mind and calm down, feel the difference between the true qi in your body and the original?"

Although Xuzhu didn't know why, he also did it according to the law, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and said: "The little monk only feels that the true qi in his body is surging, and it is still more than before. ”

Listening to Xuzhu's words, the corners of Murong Fu's mouth twitched, in fact, what he wanted to ask was how much internal force Xuzhu had sent into his body, but obviously, Xuzhu himself was also extremely confused, how could he know how much stronger his internal force was, plus his surname was already wooden, so naturally he couldn't hear the meaning of Murong Fu's words.

Helplessly smiling bitterly, Murong Fu stopped talking, closed his eyes, and operated the Mental Method, although he couldn't get a definite answer from Xuzhu's mouth, Murong Fu could vaguely feel that compared to before, at this moment, he had seventy or eighty more internal strength, that is to say, although Xuzhu sucked away all the internal force of Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, half of it was transfused into his body by chance.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu's face was indescribably weird, and after a while, he finally gradually regained his composure, and smiled bitterly, at this time, Murong Fu's heart could be said to be mixed.

It took more than ten years to condense the internal force, and with the help of Wu Yazi, he was able to step into the ranks of the top masters, but in just one night, his internal strength soared directly to such a level with a terrifying leap, and this sudden change made Murong Fu feel a little suspicious of his efforts over the years for the first time.

As soon as his mind moved, the true qi in his body was not guided, and he quickly and incomparably rushed around in various meridians and acupoints, compared to before, it was a world of difference, feeling the feeling of comfort that permeated his body, and with a bit of hot breath, he spewed out from Murong Fu's mouth along his throat: "This kind of skill may be no worse than Wu Xingyun in his heyday, right?"

Murong Fu stretched out his palm, shook it slightly, and felt the vast internal force in his body like the sea, and couldn't help but feel a little trance, this encounter does have a crazy temptation, countless people have worked hard all their lives, and they may not be able to step into the ranks of the top masters, let alone have such a strong internal force as Murong Fu at the moment.

After a long time, Murong Fu's pair of dark eyes, which had been silent for a long time, swept a touch of complexity, this time he was injured, he didn't expect that he would be a blessing in disguise, and he had decades of more skills, if he was allowed to fight with Wu Xingyun in his heyday, I am afraid that Wu Xingyun would also be defeated by him.

After all, Murong Longcheng was originally relying on the Dou Zhuan Xing to move across the world, and in the previous battle with Wu Xingyun, Murong Fu did not dare to urge the Dou Zhuan Xing to move, because Wu Xingyun's skill was too high, if Murong Fu insisted on using the Dou Zhuan Star to move against the enemy, he would only kill 800 enemies, and lose 3,000 himself, or even more ruthless, but now it is different, at this moment, Murong Fu's body skill is not weaker than Wu Xingyun, and he is naturally no longer afraid that it will shock him.

After thinking about it for a long time, Murong Fu shook his head and walked towards Xuzhu, only to see Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui closing their eyes and hanging their heads, their bodies did not move, looking at this appearance, it is no wonder that Xuzhu is crying here, and then when he reached out to probe their snort, he found that there was still a faint breath, and then turned his head to Xuzhu and said lightly: "People are not dead, don't worry!"

Hearing this, the sadness on Xuzhu's face disappeared, and it was replaced by a surprise, and said, "Not dead? That's great." While she was talking, Murong Fu had already lifted Li Qiushui's body, sat cross-legged behind her, put his hands on Li Qiushui's back, and slowly crossed her body from behind.

Seeing this, Xuzhu also did the same, helping Wu Xingyun up, and it didn't take long to see Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui coughing, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity, Murong Fu glanced at Xuzhu, and then moved Li Qiushui to a distance, Xuzhu also understood that Murong Fu was afraid that they would fight again after they woke up, and then pulled Wu Xingyun to the opposite side.

After pulling the two aside, Murong Fu and Xuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground to rest, Murong Fu slowly closed his eyes, urged the Shenhe Method, closed his eyes and meditated, and Xuzhu didn't like to practice, so he sat on the ground and chanted meditation.

When the sunlight gradually dissipated, I could only hear the sound of Wu Xingyun next to Xuzhu in the south of the chaotic rock, and the sound of Li Qiushui next to Murong Fu in the north of the troubled world, and the two of them woke up at the same time.

looked at the rivals opposite, the two of them looked at each other with murderous intent on their faces, and then Wu Xingyun stretched out his hand to support him on the ground, and then he wanted to plunge himself and pounce on Li Qiushui, seeing Wu Xingyun like this, Li Qiushui did not show weakness, but Wu Xingyun just stretched out his waist and stood up, and he fell soft, and Li Qiushui was the same, so he could only gasp for breath.

The two of them felt the emptiness in their bodies, they were shocked, and immediately sat cross-legged, their palms and feet turned to the sky, their postures were exactly the same, and they were doing their best.

Xu Zhu looked at the two of them like this, and said in his heart: "Uncle Shi is ninety-six years old this year, and Uncle Shi is also over eighty years old, both of them are so old, they are still so invisible, and they are so angry, and now they don't have any strength, and they have to fight to the death, this is really"

And at this moment, Murong Fu, who was slowly running in his body to participate in the heart method, also stopped Zhou Tian's transportation, opened his eyes, and said calmly: "Now that you don't have a trace of internal strength in your body, you can't tell the difference between life and death if you continue to fight, it's better to stop!"

As soon as Murong Fu's voice fell, he heard Wu Xingyun say: "No, this slut is not dead, how can he stop?"

"Murong Fu, if you are still thinking of me as Yu Yan's grandmother, help me kill this slut. Li Qiushui really ignored Wu Xingyun and stared at Murong Fu with his eyes firmly ......

Murong Fu was not surprised by such an endless-for-tat confrontation between the two, but in their current state, if they wanted to gather a little strength to attack each other in a short period of time, it was probably impossible, and the surname Suo no longer spoke.

However, Xuzhu on the side heard what Li Qiushui said, and then he was stunned, and as soon as he raised his left foot, he walked towards Murong Fu and said: "It turns out that the donor is the Gusu Murong benefactor, presumably the Yu Yan that Uncle Shi said in his mouth is Wang Yuyan to the girl?"

"That's right!" Murong Fu looked at Xuzhu, not knowing why, but he still nodded.

Hearing Murong Fu admit it himself, Xuzhu was overjoyed, and took out an object from his arms, like a picture, this scroll painting is a silk painting, which was not damaged after being soaked by the heavy rain last night, and handed it to Murong Fu, He Shi, and said: "The little monk can find you, this painting is entrusted to the little monk by Mr. Wuyazi before his death, and let it be handed over to Miss Wang Yuyan. ”

As soon as Xuzhu's words fell, Murong Fu had not yet spoken, and a slight voice sounded beside him: "Brother Wuyazi's painting?" After speaking, his hands crossed Murong Fu and took the painting from Xuzhu's hand, Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head, and saw that Li Qiushui had already opened it, although it was soaked by the heavy rain last night, but the beauty in the picture was still lifelike, as if she was going to walk down from the painting.

And Li Qiushui unfolded the painting, and what caught his eyes was a beautiful woman in palace clothes, although the strokes were slightly blurred, but the palace beauty in the painting that looked like Wang Yuyan was still smiling, beautiful and indescribable, at first glance, Li Qiushui had a smile on his face, and muttered: "He, he has never forgotten me." ”

Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan have been separated for a long time at this moment, and as soon as they saw the palace beauty in the picture in the painting, which looked like Wang Yuyan, for a while, Murong Fu's eyes were distracted, and he couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

When Wu Xingyun saw Li Qiushui like this, he was furious in his heart, and screamed: "Show it to me! I don't believe that Senior Brother Wuyazi would paint a portrait of this cheap maid." After speaking, he trembled and wanted to stand up, so he immediately fell soft, but fortunately, Xuzhu immediately stepped forward and held him up.

When Li Qiushui saw Wu Xingyun like this, his heart was refreshed, he laughed, and said, "Do you know that the person in the painting is not you, and you are heartbroken?

The saddest thing in Wu Xingyun's life is that he is careless in his practice, so that he will never grow up. This incident is exactly the misfortune planted by Li Qiushui back then, when Grandma Tong's practice was at a critical juncture, Li Qiushui screamed in the back of her head, which made her go crazy, and her true qi went into a fork in the road, and it was difficult to recover from it again. At this time, when he heard Li Qiushui mention his life hatred again, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: "Thief and slut, if it weren't for you, how could I be like this?"

Seeing Wu Xingyun's angry appearance, Li Qiushui was even more proud in his heart, and ignored her, looking at the portrait in his hand stupidly, suddenly, after seeing it for a moment, the expression on his face changed greatly, his hands couldn't help shaking, and even the painting trembled, Li Qiushui said in a low voice: "It's her, it's her, it's her!" The laughter was full of sorrow and pain.

Then he saw it, wow, vomited a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted, and at this time, Murong Fu also came back to his senses, and said secretly: "Not good!" immediately took two steps back, put his palms against his vest, and slowly injected the internal force into her body.

Wu Xingyun saw that Li Qiushui vomited blood, but his face did not show a trace of joy, but he was even more curious about who the character in the painting was, and then said to Xuzhu: "Quick, that painting, give it to me, show it to me." ”

Xuzhu had no choice but to take the painting from Li Qiushui's hand and hand it to Wu Xingyun, Wu Xingyun reached out to take it, took a closer look, and couldn't help but "huh", a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face, and then he looked at it, and suddenly laughed and shouted: "It's not her, it's not her, it's not her! Haha, haha, haha!" In the laughter, two lines of tears rolled down from his cheeks.