Mu Jianping was both scared and shy in his heart, so he had to close his eyes and become an ostrich.

Although when she was in the Qing Palace, Murong Fu took advantage of her a lot and slept in the same room, she had already identified this man in her heart, but when it came to the end, she still felt a little dazed and afraid of the uncertainty of the future.

After Murong Fu put the bath bucket away, he turned around and came to Mu Jianping's side, seeing that her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were frowning, and she looked panicked, she couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and said softly, "Ping'er, Brother Murong will love you for the rest of your life, will you be my little wife for the rest of your life?"

Mu Jianping was stunned when he heard this, his brows gradually stretched, he opened his eyes, glanced at Murong Fu fixedly, and nodded slightly, "Okay." ”

Murong Fu looked slightly happy, but immediately asked teasingly, "Then I'm going to take off your clothes now, do you agree?"

Mu Jianping's face was like fire, he couldn't say anything to agree, and he didn't know how to refuse, so he closed his eyes again and pretended not to hear.

"If you don't speak, you agree, so I'll take it off?" Murong Fu said as he reached out to untie her shirt.

Mu Jianping's body trembled slightly, and his exposed skin had already crossed a layer of redness.

Of course, Murong Fu was very flirtatious in his mouth, but he didn't actually have too many ideas, because with his swing, Mu Jianping was enduring great pain all the time, and he was too late to feel distressed, so how could he have time to think about other things.

Soon Murong Fu stripped off his whole body clothes, and his body was stained with blood, which was really not beautiful, but her figure was really good, she was usually wrapped tightly, and she really didn't know that she was so material.

Murong Fu glanced at it a few times, and immediately exerted his strength, lifted Mu Jianping's body in the air, and slowly put it into the bathtub.

Then he pressed his palms on the edge of the barrel, and the hot water in the barrel began to slowly rotate, washing the dirt on Mu Jianping's body.

After about a stick of incense, Murong Fu found a cloth from nowhere, gently scrubbed Mu Jianping's smooth back, and asked with a smile, "Ping'er, if there is anything unclean, I will wash it for you immediately." ”

At this moment, the shyness in Mu Jianping's heart has eased a lot, and after such a long time, everything that can be seen has been seen, and everything that can be touched has been touched, no matter how shy he is, he should be numb, and when he heard this, he replied in a low voice, "There is no big brother Murong." ”

"Really, I don't think that place has been cleaned just now, why don't we wash it again?" Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh.

Mu Jianping was shy, and said angrily, "Brother Murong obviously wants to take advantage of others, and he says so many excuses, it's bad." ”

Murong Fu laughed, "Then Ping'er is willing to let Brother Murong take advantage?"

Mu Jianping felt shy in his heart, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Everything that Ping'er can take advantage of is taken advantage of by Brother Murong, and it will be ...... in the future Let the eldest brother occupy it, I am afraid that the eldest brother will feel tired of it one day and don't want to occupy it. ”

Murong Fu knew that it was the first time she was honest with a man, and it was inevitable that she would have some gains and losses, so she immediately said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Ping'er's body is so beautiful, even if it doesn't take up enough for a lifetime." ”

Mu Jianping was ashamed and happy in his heart, and said in a weak mosquito voice, "Then the big brother can occupy it as much as he wants." ”

Murong Fu teased while helping her wash her body, and only after nearly an hour did he carry her out of the bathtub, during which he naturally feasted his eyes, but with her current situation, Murong Fu just wanted to do something and couldn't do anything, his heart was like a cat's claw, itching terribly.

Then Murong Fu put on her own clothes, washed her original clothes again, and dried them with internal force.

After all this, the two of them continued to cultivate the Pulp Washing Sutra, and in the current state of Mu Jianping, they could only move if they stepped up their refining to the second layer.

In a blink of an eye, another day and a night passed, Murong Fu was meditating and pranayama in the cell, Mu Jianping was lying on the ground, his body was covered with a layer of pale golden light, and his little face was faintly pale, obviously enduring great pain.

Suddenly, with a painful snort of "uh", Mu Jianping couldn't help but scream, and then the golden light on his body faded like a tide, and the whole person gradually returned to calm.

"Ping'er, how are you?" Murong Fu opened his eyes and asked with some distress.

"I'm fine," Mu Jianping replied, and then tried to move his hands and feet, and found that the feeling of having hands and feet came back, and he was pleasantly surprised.

But immediately, her face changed, and her eyes were full of disappointment, as if she had fallen from the top of the clouds to the bottom in an instant, because she could not make her little finger move a little with all her strength, let alone move it freely.

Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter?"

Mu Jianping was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears, "Brother Murong, I will be a waste person in the future, and this marrow washing scripture will not cure me." ”

"Don't cry, don't cry, you first explain what's going on? ”

"I've refined the second layer according to what you said, but no matter how hard I try, I still can't move my hands and feet. Mu Jianping cried.

Murong Fu's heart sank, could it be that the marrow washing scripture really had no effect?

"If it really doesn't work, I can't say that I can only ask Zhao Min, alas, I haven't seen her for so long, and I don't know where to find her. Murong Fu's mind changed rapidly, but he didn't give up completely, in addition to the marrow washing scripture, there is also black jade intermittent ointment in the world.

Thinking so in his heart, he was about to open his mouth to say about the black jade intermittent ointment, but Mu Jianping suddenly stopped crying and turned his head to look at his right hand fixedly.

Murong Fu followed her gaze, only to find that her index finger moved.

Mu Jianping was instantly surprised, "It's moved, Brother Murong, I've moved, have you seen it?" ”

Murong Fu couldn't help but glance at her, but he was also greatly relieved, "See, you're shocked, the Washing the Pulp Sutra is just a mental method, not an elixir, how can it be effective so quickly." ”

This is not to blame her, anyone who has paid all kinds of pain, but does not see the effect immediately, I am afraid will feel hopeless.

And although the marrow washing meridian can reshape the muscles and bones, it is not an overnight effort, even if she refines to the second layer.

Mu Jianping's mood has experienced a lot of ups and downs, but he still can't help but be a little worried, "Brother Murong, when will I fully recover?"

Murong Fu didn't answer immediately, but first checked the condition of her muscles and bones, and after a long silence, he said, "Your muscles and bones are slowly recovering, and at this pace, it may take three or five years." ”

"Three or five years?" Mu Jianping was shocked when he heard this, what a terrifying thing it would be to be unable to move for so long, but after thinking about it, it was better than not being able to move for a lifetime, so he was relieved a lot.

"Don't worry, when I'm done, I'll take you to find the first miracle medicine in martial arts, Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, with this medicine, it won't take a year and a half to cure you. Murong Fu hesitated, and finally said about the black jade intermittent ointment.

He didn't lie, three or five years is still the fastest, and it is normal for an injury like this to not get better in ten or eight years, and it drags on for a long time, and it is very easy to have other accidents, so for the sake of insurance, there must be black jade intermittent ointment.

However, although Mu Jianping can't use his hands and feet, he can't even move like before, at least he can take her out of the prison, and find someone to take care of her in the future.

"Let's go, calculate the time, today is Princess Jianning's wedding, I have to go in person, I'll take you out first." Murong Fu said a word, picked up Mu Jianping and left the cell.

Of course, there is one more thing to do before leaving, and that is to extinguish the mouth.

Wang Pingfan and the others stood at the exit for a day and a night, which aroused the admiration of the jailers outside, these people were so exhausted that they could not even eat, and they couldn't help but secretly guess in their hearts that the prisoners in the heavenly prison were only afraid of the top priority, and they could not tolerate the slightest loss.

How did they know that Wang Pingfan couldn't help himself, he wanted to cry without tears, and Murong Fu made a heavy hand when he clicked the acupoint, even if more than ten hours passed, he still couldn't move the slightest.

If you are replaced by an ordinary person who is set on like this, even if you remove the acupoint, you will become a wasted person.

Murong Fu came to the exit, glanced at Wang Pingfan and the others, and said lightly, "You were born to give people their lives, you should have been prepared for a long time, and you can't blame others for your hard life." ”

As soon as the words fell, he snapped his fingers and flicked it, and dozens of sword qi shot out, all of which submerged into everyone's bodies.

Wang Pingfan was even more miserable, his body trembled slightly, and a pool of liquid flowed on the ground, and he urinated directly, but he didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart, and quickly left this place, pitiful for those soldiers, silently, they didn't even know what was going on, they died like this.

Rushing all the way, suddenly Murong Fu paused, stopped in front of a cell on the fourth floor, and the guards around him may have changed shifts, and there was no one to guard.

He remembered that when he was first taken into the black prison, he sensed an acquaintance, and he had almost forgotten about it for the past few days, and now he sensed that familiar breath again, and he couldn't help but stop and look.

I saw an urn in the cell, there was a person in the urn, that person only showed one head, and the rest of his entire body was contained in the urn, the flesh and blood on his face were blurred, and he couldn't see the human appearance clearly, but Murong Fu still recognized it immediately, this person was Yang Yizhi who was brought to the capital by Wu Yingxiong.

Seeing this picture, Murong Fu's heart was cold, Yang Yizhi was also one of Wu Sangui's most loyal subordinates, but he didn't know what mistake he made, but he was cut into a stick.

However, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, he and Yang Yizhi are only one-sided, and they are not even nodding friends, so he didn't stay too long, and then left in a flash.

In fact, even if he rescued Yang Yizhi, he would not survive for a moment or three, so it was better not to save him, which would only increase the trouble.

Mu Jianping was silent all the way, and it wasn't until he got out of the black prison that he breathed lightly and said in a low voice, "Brother Murong, did you just kill all those guards?"

Murong Fu knew that she was asking Wang Pingfan and the others, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "No, I just ordered their acupoints and let them sleep for a few hours." ”