Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

Murong Fu expanded his own field. After learning the "Tai Xuan Jing" technique, Murong Fu's skills reached a higher level. Soon he felt the situation upstairs.

Murong Fu's expression was a little strange. He thought Ah Qing had encountered a strong enemy, but he didn't expect to encounter such a situation.

However, it seems that this situation is more difficult for Ah Qing to control, but it is just right for her. No wonder Ah Qing said that she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't come.

"My Qingqing, you are so, so good to me!" Murong Fu's eyes were shining and he was extremely excited!

In order to dissipate the heat from their bodies, the women in the room wore cooler and cooler clothes, which made Murong Fu, who had been paying attention to everyone in the field, more and more excited.

Murong Fu maintained his domain, then tiptoed upstairs: "Today, buddy is going to the third floor!"

Arriving at the door, Murong Fu dipped his fingers in saliva and gently poked open the window paper.

It was like a memory engraved in the genes. There was no need to learn how to do it by stabbing it open with saliva.

After breaking through the window paper, Murong Fu was extremely happy to see what he saw with his naked eyes, which was different from the observation in the field.

"Fulang, when will you arrive?" Ah Qing could no longer hold on and could not help but mutter.

When Murong Fu heard Ah Qing's voice, and then looked at Ah Qing who was sitting upright and the women who kept rushing towards Ah Qing, he couldn't help but silently said in his heart: "Qingqing, you have suffered a lot.

But don't worry, I won't let you down, and I won't waste the opportunity you fought for me!"

After all, the devil is always one step ahead of the good!

Although Ah Qing's prayer was successful, it was only half successful.

The Murong Fu she had been thinking about all the time came, but she let those playboys in her eyes surround and drown her.

Their arms were intertwined and the atmosphere in the room was very agitated. Everyone had lost their minds, including Su Quan and Ah Qing.

Murong Fu seized the opportunity and entered the house. His clothes seemed to have grown legs and disappeared in an instant.

The women who have won the "I Love a Tile of Chai" all have rosy faces and are extremely beautiful!

Murong Fu roughly counted and found that there were eight women.

Looking at Ah Qing, looking at Su Quan, and then looking at the other women, Murong Fu was actually unable to make a choice for a moment: Alas, the protagonist's life is so plain and simple, it is difficult to decide which one to save first!

After thinking for a while, Murong Fu simply stopped thinking about it. Only children make choices, adults would choose to have both!

But this order could add a little interest.

He waved his hand lightly, and the candles in the room went out, and the whole room fell into darkness.

Although the women had lost their sight, in the darkness, Murong Fu was like a firefly, attracting the attention of all the women.

They rushed to find Murong Fu and entangled him.

"Oh~" A sigh of satisfaction came from some woman's throat.

Murong Fu did not take the initiative this time. After all, his role was to cure diseases and save lives, not to take advantage of others in distress.

This is what Murong Fu thought, and he faithfully played the role of a firewood.

The drug 'I Love Chai' is so powerful that all women are no exception.

When Murong Fu lit the candles in the room again, he began to appreciate the wonderful expression of the woman after she was satisfied.

Murong Fu suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life: There are not many truths in this world, and a woman’s blush is better than a long dialogue.

"So thirsty~" Gradually, the women began to regain some of their senses.

After hearing what the women said, Murong Fu fetched some water from the house and fed it to the women.

However, the subsequent developments were beyond Murong Fu's expectations.

"Fu Lang!

What kind of water did you feed him?" Ah Qing looked a little angry.

But soon, Ah Qing lost control again, and even those women who had just been dazed and fed water by Murong Fu began to lose control again.

Su Quan's chest heaved beside them. Looking at the busy women, she couldn't help but smile.

She stretched out her hand and waved it. A gust of wind blew and the candles in the room went out again. The messy figure on the window disappeared.

"Xiaobao~hiss, be gentle!

I am your twin~!"

"Wei Xiaobao, you damn eunuch, get out of here~"

"I'm not Wei Xiaobao!

I am the Emperor of Southern Yan, Murong Fu!"

All night long, killing people everywhere!

Murong Fu had prepared breakfast for everyone early in the morning, and the women's clothes were also prepared in the house.

Last night was too hot and my clothes had already been torn to pieces.

At this time, Su Quan was coaxing a woman: "Shuang'er, put on your clothes first, don't get cold."

But Shuang'er hugged the torn clothes tightly, tears in her eyes.

"What if you don't wear clothes and are seen by men?" Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Su Quan had to say it half-threateningly.

Shuang'er's body froze and she stopped moving.

Seeing this, Su Quan took the clothes and called on several other women to help Shuang'er put on the clothes.

"Madam, Xiaobao, is Xiaobao really dead?" After putting on her clothes, Shuang'er started crying again.

After Madam Zhuang gave her to Wei Xiaobao, she has always been by Wei Xiaobao's side and has long regarded Wei Xiaobao as her home.

But last night, even though she saw Ah Qing beheading Wei Xiaobao with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it.

“Shuang’er, that little thief drugged so many people.

Even though you were so devoted to him, he still drugged you and put you together with us.

Don't you know what kind of person he is?

Why are you still crying for that brat?" Su Quan sighed, stroking Shuang'er's back and spoke.

Shuang'er sobbed, "I know Xiaobao is not a great hero, let alone the emperor of Southern Yan!

Even her appearance is not good-looking.

But, but I have been with him for so long, and he is not bad to me.

Moreover, even though he has some faults, he has a good heart and is my master after all, the husband I have chosen~!"

Just as she finished her words, she heard A Ke say in a hateful voice: "

Not a bad person?

Are you kind enough to give us the song "I Love a Piece of Firewood"?

If our hearts are not bad, will our chastity be ruined?

If you don't have a bad heart, would you want to pull us to sleep in the same bed?

Shuang'er!

Wei Xiaobao is dead!

He died a good death, a wonderful death!

It's a happy death!"

A Ke spoke in a stern voice, not leaving Shuang'er any face at all.

Shuang'er wanted to refute, but she couldn't say anything. Although what A Ke said was cruel, it was still the truth after all.

Thinking of the dead Wei Xiaobao, Shuang'er couldn't help crying.

As she cried like this, Zeng Rou also took out a dice and started crying. . . .