Time flies, and it is rare to be calm for three days.

In Ciyun Garden, in addition to the fourteen eunuchs and palace maids sent by the palace, there were only two masters, Wu Ming and Wu Fu.

The servants of the Wu Palace, none of them were gone, as if they didn't exist here, and they didn't care.

"Your Royal Highness, this is where the old princess lived back then, and when the old princess was here, let the prince and the princess live here.

Now, the emperor has decreed that you will keep filial piety here, which shows that you still miss the old feelings for King Wu.

As long as you behave well, don't seek to listen to heaven, and regain your holy grace, you can also be prosperous and prosperous, and live a peaceful life!"

Wu Fu looked at the familiar flowers and plants, and his old eyes were moist and told about the past.

In the emotion, I didn't realize that Wu Ming was full of complicated eyes, and there was a trace of clarity hidden deeply!!

In fact, with the memory of his predecessor, Wu Ming may know better than his predecessor, and he can even think of Wu Ming when he was a child, laughing and playing in this courtyard, a beautiful woman who is like a fairy in the dust, looking at herself kindly!

Beside her, there was also a tall young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with one hand on his back and the other on his back.

Once upon a time, Wu Ming also fantasized about his biological parents, but in his previous life, he was an orphan who was snatched from the beggar's nest by his master, and in this life he became a down-and-out prince of the palace, and his parents were not there, where could he still enjoy these?

"Master, madam, prince, mother, the old slave has lived up to his mission and finally returned alive with His Highness!"

Wu Fu was in tears, prostrate himself in front of the offering table without incense and candles, looking at the spiritual seat and the picture scroll above, crying silently.

At this time, there were already three more rows on the table, which were the two generations of King Wu.

The thinness of the Wu family can be seen!

Walking into the inner hall, Wu Ming was in a trance, with a hidden sadness in his heart, and his resolute mood was somewhat dissipated by the impact of this sadness.

The painting is the beautiful woman in memory, but between the eyebrows, there is a trace of sadness and grievance that cannot be dissolved!

"Fauber, you can rest, let me stay alone!"

Wu Ming was worried about Wu Fu's body, so he helped him up and comforted him.

"Your Highness, if you have anything to say, just tell the mother, the old slave guards the door for you, this old bone can still be useful!"

Wu Fu respectfully kowtowed to the spiritual position, lit incense and candles, and silently retreated to the door, even if it was death, he had to be loyal to his duties until the last moment.

The most important thing is that he is afraid that someone will hear that Wu Ming is wronged, say something unpleasant, and be passed on.

At this time, Wu Ming's situation really can't bear any pressure!

In his opinion, Wu Ming, who has returned to his usual taciturn in the past few days, is really worrying.

......

When there was no one in the inner hall, Wu Ming stared at the spiritual position and the portrait for a long time.

The son's longing for his mother and his thoughts about his parents and family is a matter of heaven and humanity, and even his will cannot be suppressed.

"Unlucky boy, you miss home, I came back for you, you want the people who looked down on you and bullied you back then to regret it, I should go.

You want to honor your mother, she has traveled to the immortals, I will keep filial piety on your behalf, you want those behind-the-scenes masterminds who drove you out of Beijing and suffered all the ridicule in the grassland, also suffer, you want to practice martial arts again, and I will do it for you.

Your body belongs to me from today onwards, all cause and effect, I am the Chinese Crazy Dragon - Wu Ming will complete it for you!"

Looking at the woman in the painting under the curling cigarette smoke, the unwilling despair in the grassland, the resentment at the time of death was monstrous, and the grief and helplessness when Wu Fu was seriously injured, Wu Ming's face was solemn, and he slowly knelt down towards the spiritual position!

At this moment, there is no Chinese martial arts master Crazy Dragon who dominates the world, only Wu Ming, the little prince who guards filial piety for his mother!

Vaguely, Wu Ming's thin back is a little taller invisibly, a little less humble and cowardly, and a little more resolute and resolute!

After three bows and nine bows, after the ceremony, Wu Ming suddenly got up, shook his arms slightly, his feet were not eight, and his eyebrows were slightly drooping.

Crackling!

In the slight explosion of the sleeves, the first style of "Baduanjin" supported Tianli Sanjiao with both hands, until the last eighth style, which was unfolded like a flowing cloud.

Although Wu Ming's "Innate Gong" and "Baduanjin" cannot be practiced at the same time for the time being, practicing "Baduanjin" alone is of great benefit to the body.

"Whew...... The body is still too weak!"

After the exercise, Wu Ming was a little unstable, sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

"Your health is improving, why are you unhappy?"

The purple-clothed girl suddenly appeared, surprisingly not rushing to absorb the power of life fire.

"Nothing, by the way, you should have a name, right?"

Wu Ming, who was haunted by the two girls and already had some immunity, retracted his thoughts and showed a bright smile like a wolf grandmother.

"What's the name, can you eat it?"

The girl in purple doesn't know how many years she has been hungry, and her mind is full of food.

"Ahem, the name is the title, you can't feed it, for example, my name is Wu Ming, you can call me by my name.

But I'm ...... age Uh, on the surface I'm older than you, just call me uncle or brother, whatever you want!"

Wu Ming rubbed his somewhat swollen brain, as smart as he was, and he didn't know how to communicate.

"Oh, that's called ...... Brother, it's weird, hee-hee, hee

The purple-clothed girl floated to Wu Ming's shoulder with a smile, dangling her two white and tender calves, frowning and thinking.

Xu is not very clear about his speech, so that people can't tell whether they are laughing or calling people.

"Okay, from today on, you will be my Wu Ming's sister! Whoever dares to bully you in the future, I will beat him!"

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he looked at the white thin fist discouragedly, just this body, it was almost the same as being protected.

Looking at the girl like a porcelain doll, I couldn't help but feel childlike, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I said with some bad taste,

"You are dressed in purple yarn, like clouds on the horizon, so you can be called Zixia, since we are brother and sister, we will call you Ah Zi to show closeness. ”

"Zixia Zixia, yes, yes, I have a name, but what about my sister?

Zixia cheered, clutching her little fists, her big eyes full of hope.

"That girl, cold, it's called Qingxia, well, I think you're much more sensible than her, you should be a sister, I'll call her Xiaoqing, haha! Zixia, Qingxia, wahahaha!"

Wu Ming pursed his lips, and a little girl who flashed a grimace at him flashed in his mind, and couldn't help laughing proudly.

"Hee-hee, Sister Qingxia, I like it!"

Zixia jumped up and down happily.

Xu was infected by this little girl who was like an elf, and he swore to bear the cause and effect before the spirit, Wu Ming only felt that his heart was sinking, and his heart could not help rising, and the dantian life hit a whirlpool.

Call!

In an instant, the limbs seemed to be gently brushed by an invisible force, and the exhaustion of the body was gone, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl.

"Hah!"

The sound of exhalation echoed in the empty mourning hall.

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, and Wu Ming's whole body seemed to be sublimated, even if his face was still pale, he couldn't hide his scorching eyes!

"Hey, it's weird, brother, how can your innate life fire grow on its own?"

Zixia was curious like a baby, her eyes were round, and the corners of her mouth were faintly salivaing.

I really don't know if she's curious or greedy!

"It seems that the power of this life fire is not only increased by absorbing elixir or spiritual energy, but also related to the state of mind.

It's just that this kind of situation is unavoidable, and being too persistent is not good for my martial arts!"

Wu Ming's mind was transparent at this time, although he knew that it was related to his state of mind, he couldn't figure out the root cause of this mysterious change, so he simply stopped being obsessed with it.

I wanted to have a good exchange of cultivation experience with Zixia, but there was a commotion outside the door, which made Wu Ming not annoyed.

......

"Manager Wu, why are you blocking the door, if something happens to the little prince, you can afford it, we can't afford it!"

"That is, who in the palace now doesn't know that Manager Wu has followed a good master, and he can actually ask the slave to save his life! Even Gonggong Mu personally rescued, who would dare to do anything to you? You pity the poor little ones, right?"

"For the sake of the little ones, let's go in and have a look, it's okay, it's okay, there's no loss anyway, if something really happens, we'll be miserable!"

Outside the door, several little eunuchs and palace maids, like chickens snatching food, sneered, pushing Wu Fu with their necks.

Poor Wu Fu was tortured last night, although he ate the elixir to save his life, but where is the opponent of these people?

It's just that he still remembered Wu Ming's instructions and didn't let anyone in.

Moreover, there is a mourning hall inside, so many people rush in, what kind of system is it to be chaotic?

The most important thing is that although he is now old and his cultivation is not there, he is not deaf or blind, Wu Ming's long howl, although he is still weak, but he is full of energy, where will there be a problem?

Seeing that Wu Fu couldn't stop it, the door was pushed open with a bang!

"Is there a rebellion? The mourning hall of my parents and elders is also something you can break into?"

Wu Ming held the embarrassed Wu Fu, and swept over the proud and untamed eunuchs and palace maids with a cold expression, his heart was calm, "These dogs, they really don't take me seriously, they want to probe my bottom, they don't know how to restrain themselves, their masters, what are they trying to do with me? This feeling of not knowing the way is really uncomfortable!"

"Your Highness is wronged, we just care about the safety of Your Highness, I really don't dare to be disrespectful!"

"Your Highness is weak, and if you bump it, you will be guilty of a great sin if you make this mourning hall bloody."

"Please Your Highness, for the sake of our loyalty, there will be a reward!"

Everyone knelt on the ground, shouting for injustice, and shamelessly begging for rewards.

This is in the Ciyun Yuan Spiritual Hall, let alone killing them, even if they kill a cat or dog, and they are stained with blood, they will be said to be unfilial.

Dare to kill during the period of filial piety, it is a great sin against human morality!

A civil official can spray him to death with one mouth!

Slave bullying master, nothing more than this!

Wu Fuqi trembled and almost lost his breath.

"Hmph, you dare to threaten me with the concubine's mourning hall and seek death!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth flashed with a faint cold arc.

Although a "Seven-Step Poem" was exchanged for short-term safety, Wu Ming was very clear about the means of these people in the deep palace who begged for a living.

If you give in today, you will give the impression that you are weak and can be bullied, and trouble will inevitably ensue!

The most important thing is that from the very beginning, he knew that these people were just spies who had been planted by people with ulterior motives to spy on him.

And killing a few disobedient minions in a fit of anger will be criticized for being unfilial, but it will also give people the impression of being impulsive, irritable, and easy to deal with.

This way, you get more buffer time!

In the end, it's still strength!

If you have the strength, where is the need to be so restrained, and you can't even control a few minions?

The key thing is that these minions are not very old, but they have all been cultivated, and a few others have a faint foundation in martial arts, which is not something that Wu Ming can deal with today.

"Snow Princess has arrived!"

Just when Wu Ming was struggling with how to fight back, there was a loud roll call, and everyone was stunned!