Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"Crunch~"

It rains a lot in the Jiangnan area, but it doesn't snow often, and it doesn't rain for days and nights like in the north.

Therefore, there is no fear of snow on the roof, and the roof is built high and steep.

But in order to prevent water from accumulating on rainy days, thin tiles are used on the roof to repel water. This not only allows the tiles to be arranged closely, but also has a good hydrophobic effect and prevents water from accumulating.

However, this also has a disadvantage.

That is, the tiles of the house are relatively light, fall off when touched, and break when they hit the ground. At the same time, the sound is loud and crisp.

If someone is walking on the tiles, no matter how light their steps are, they will still be heard.

Huang Rong looked at her sleeping husband and sighed.

After the tenderness, her heart was still burning. She put on her clothes and looked at the moon outside the window.

"Da da da~"

Suddenly, Huang Rong raised her eyebrows, and her belt tied up her clothes under the pressure of her inner strength.

The long sword was swung, but before the scabbard hit the ground, the figure was already on the roof like a ghost.

Wu Gong also heard the footsteps on the roof.

However, what he heard was not very accurate, and he could only faintly hear the sound of subtle footsteps.

But after Huang Rong climbed onto the roof, the sound of footsteps became very obvious.

Wu Gong frowned, and he vaguely heard the sound of conversation above him.

But no matter how hard he shook his ears, he could only hear vaguely.

On top of the roof.

Huang Rong looked at the man standing on the edge of the eaves with a cold face.

Guo Jing has also woken up.

At this moment, he was standing next to her with a pale face.

The couple looked at each other.

Obviously, they were all shocked by the strength displayed by the person in front of them.

In particular, the opponent actually used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a secret technique of the Beggar Clan, and the Fallen Divine Sword Palm created by Huang Rong's father Huang Yaoshi.

However, although the other party imitated very closely, some key points were not grasped very well. There was a feeling of imitating a cat and imitating a gourd.

In addition, they were now in Jiaxing, Jiangnan, and they immediately thought of the famous Murong family in Jiangnan.

"Things have changed, Your Majesty the Murong family, what is the significance of your late night visit?"

"Who said my surname is Murong?" The man standing on the edge of the eaves slowly turned his face, revealing a face hidden under a black mask: "I have heard for a long time that Daxia Guo, Lady Huang, has great martial arts skills and a famous name. Shocking the world. The couple has a deep love, and they set an example for warriors all over the world.

When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary, and I admired it.

However, during the day, your Excellency and your wife bully the younger ones, and they have really lost their heroic qualities. "

"How do you say this?" After Huang Rong finished speaking, she looked at Guo Jing.

Both of them already knew that this might have something to do with Li Mochou.

"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with that red-trained witch. I just meddle in my business and say a few words when I see an uneven road.

Recently, there has been a lot of trouble in Jiangnan. If you two have nothing to do, it is best not to stay here any longer.

It would be best for everyone to leave as soon as possible. "

After saying that, the person flew towards the dark night.

Guo Jing wanted to chase, but Huang Rong grabbed his arm: "Be careful, don't fall for the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain."

Back in the room, Ke Zhene was already sitting in the room.

Guo Jing hurriedly walked over: "Master, why are you up!"

"I heard the noise upstairs. I got up to see if it was from the Murong family?"

"It should be true. Dad once said that Dou Zhuan Xing Shi can indeed imitate martial arts moves from all over the world, but its essence is still a technique of leveraging force. No matter what kind of Kung Fu the opponent uses, it can divert the force and counterattack. The other party itself.

Brother Jing and I use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Luoying Divine Sword Palm.

Therefore, the opponent only used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Fallen Divine Sword Palm. Huang Rong said thoughtfully, while wrapping her clothes tightly.

Just now, she heard footsteps, and she just had time to put on a coat and buckle her belt before flying up to the roof, but she didn't wear a single piece of clothing underneath.

Although the clothes on his body were extremely large and enough to cover his body, there was still something strange about him, so he couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly.

"Master, let me take you back to rest first!"

Guo Jing sent Ke Zhen'e back to his room. When he returned to his room, he found Huang Rong writing and drawing in front of the table.

He walked over and hugged her from behind. When he saw that she was drawing the masked man, he couldn't help but smile and said, "What, is the Yellow Gang going to take revenge?"

"Of course, you are not a gentleman if you don't take revenge. Although I am not a gentleman, I still want to take revenge!"

Huang Rong's painting skills were cultivated by Huang Yaoshi. Her painting skills are extremely exquisite. With just a few moves of the pen, the full face of the masked man appeared on the painting paper.

Although it is still very blurry, the general body shape can be distinguished.

There are patrol elders in the Beggar Clan who are responsible for investigation, and they are all experts at tracking enemies.

There are disciples of the Beggar Clan all over the world, and even if there is only a vague portrait, there is a high probability that they can be found.

Huang Rong called a nearby Beggar Clan disciple and handed him the portrait. However, Huang Rong was not in a hurry to let him leave. Instead, she asked about what had happened recently.

The news I got was that nothing major happened.

Recently, the Jiangnan area has been safe and sound. Of course, something may have really happened, but ordinary disciples have no authority to know.

Huang Rong nodded and returned to the inn.

She was keenly aware that something might have happened.

After I went back and told Guo Jing about this matter, the latter was also very serious.

"Senior Hong should be more careful when entrusting the Beggar Gang to you."

"Ma Dayuan, deputy gang leader Ma, has always been in charge of matters in Jiangnan."

Huang Rong was silent for a moment and said: "They should be in Wuxi. If you ask, you will know what happened."

"Okay, then let's rent a boat from here to Wuxi, and then go out to sea along the way!"

Huang Rong nodded. Seeing Guo Jing's face full of fatigue, she said with a little distress, "You go to rest first. I'm here, don't worry."

Guo Jing was not polite and turned around to go back to his room to rest.

Huang Rong went around several rooms, but stopped in front of Wu Gong's room.

She didn't know whether to go in or not.

Originally, she was not too worried about this young man who had an unclear relationship with the Red Lian Witch.

In fact, even if the Scarlet Demon Witch suddenly came to take him away, she would not stop him.

But for some reason, as soon as she reached the door of the room, she couldn't walk anymore.

It seems that if I don't go in and take a look, I'm afraid I will be uneasy all night.

He hesitated a little.

She pushed the door open and walked in.

Wu Gong was sitting next to the bed.

When I heard someone pushing the door open, I subconsciously wanted to go back and pretend to be asleep.

However, Huang Rong's speed was too fast.

In addition, Wu Gong was injured all over his body at this moment, and his movements were not very sensitive.

Therefore, he simply stopped struggling.

Just sitting on the bed and staring at Huang Rong?

When Huang Rong saw that Wu Gong was safe and sound, she turned around and was about to leave.

You can look into those eyes.

It's not up to her to make the decision.

He pushed open the door and closed it.

Wu Gong looked at Huang Rong who walked condescendingly in front of him.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Wu Gong always felt that when she walked towards him, her clothes were swaying and she could see something that was obviously not clothes.

Huang Rong bit her lip gently, resisting the weird feeling in her body, and sat on the edge of the bed: "Give me your hand."

Wu Gong raised his hand, Huang Rong grasped his pulse, and soft internal energy rushed in quickly. She carefully checked Wu Gong's physical condition and frowned slightly.

The injury was getting better, but no matter how many times she probed, Wu Gong's meridians were thinner than she imagined, and she could easily detect that there seemed to be some vague foreign body in his meridians. Ripple.

Years of experience told her that there was a deep-rooted toxin in Wu Gong's body, which was eroding his body bit by bit.

But right now, she was helpless against this poison.

"Where are you from?"

Wu Gong shook his head and said, "I don't remember. I was in Lujiazhuang when I woke up. It was the people from Lujiazhuang who saved me."

Wu Gong had no intention of hiding anything and quickly told everything he had experienced.

Huang Rong listened to everything, but only she knew how much she really heard. Wu Gong also noticed that her heart was filled with sweat.

Seeing her sitting there with her head bowed in silence, Huang Rong felt something in his heart and touched her arm with his hand. Huang Rong seemed to suddenly wake up, and suddenly withdrew his hand, and said with some guilt: "Then why are you talking to Chi Lian?" The witch is involved?”

"I just said something that should be said... In the final analysis, she is just a poor woman who was deceived by a heartless man." Wu Gong changed to a more comfortable position and slowly approached Huang Rong: "In fact, she has always been She didn't come out, so she became cruel, cruel and ruthless.

In his early years, he met Master Yideng. The old monk had no Buddhist practice, but he was still incompetent.

He asked Li Mochou to endure it, hoping to use ten years to eliminate the hatred.

However, time will never dilute hatred, it will only give birth to this powerful female devil, so if we want to calculate the responsibility, this lamp master is the culprit... Do you think I am right? "Wugong secretly put his hand on Huang Rong's lower back, just as he was about to hug her.

"……right……"

As if sensing something, Huang Rong suddenly stood up, her cheeks flushed: "It's getting late... We have to go on a journey tomorrow, so you should rest early!"

After saying that, she left without looking back.

Wu Gong scratched his head and thought to himself, could it be that the Eye of Bliss has failed?

Who would have thought that when his palms touched the sheets, he would realize that the place where Huang Rong had just been sitting had been completely

With a playful smile on his lips, Wu Gong continued to look at the moon outside the window.