Not lack of virtue

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date="2020-11-27"

title="Not lack of virtue"

weight="107947"

series = ["Black Belly Wife"]

mode = "manual"

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A litter of scum! Murong Yunshu sneered.

"Who?" Nie Qing asked alertly.

"Unexpectedly, Master Nie is a literary minister, who is also very clear." Murong Yunshu said from behind the Buddha statue.

"Murong!" Feng Ling exclaimed.

"You are still alive." Nie Qing didn't plan to give a good face to this'old friend' who was'seeing death without saving'.

Murong Yunshu didn't care about his coffin face at all, and said flatly, "I heard it all."

"Go to my house first, and then enter the palace at dawn."

Murong Yunshu shook his head and said, "I have to go to the brothel."

"I'll accompany you!" Feng Ling said excitedly.

Nie Qing only felt that several crows flew over his head, his expression stinky to the extreme, ignoring Feng Ling, turned his head and asked Murong Yunshu, "What are you going to do in the brothel?"

"go to bed."

"After you die, you can get enough sleep."

"There are brothels in the underworld?"

"What do you want to do in the brothel?"

Will you know if you go together? Murong Yunshu lightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Baihualou, please lead the way." She didn't know the way.

Did he say to go together? Nie Qing used to think she was the stranger, but the person who suddenly felt strange might be herself, because her expression was too calm and natural.

At the entrance of Baihualou, two big red lanterns are particularly dazzling in the whole flower street, shining golden brilliance on the faces of the beautiful flower ladies who are sent to us.

As soon as the three of Murong Yunshu came to the door, the sharp-eyed flower lady eagerly glued them in, and pulled them in with a sweet voice, "Please come from the three masters."

Murong Yunshu's mouth twitched lightly and walked into the door with a leisurely expression. Feng Ling also smiled and jumped to follow. Nie Qing shook off the hand of his arm with a cold face, and stepped into the door reluctantly with the feeling of going to hell.

When the old bust saw Murong Yunshu entering the door, the charming smile on the pink wall suddenly faded. Instead, his face was shocked, "How could you..." Come in from outside?

Murong Yunshu always looked calm, and said as he walked: "You are also a practicing family. You should know that there is a realm in this world called magic."

The old bustard was even more surprised, and followed her silently in disbelief, full of suspicion. The news clearly says that Murong Yunshu does not understand martial arts...

Murong Yunshu came to his guest room, and the room was in a mess. Obviously, the old bustard was not the same traveler as the man in black before. "Who are you working for?" She sat down in the main seat and asked, while Nie Qing and Feng Ling acted as thugs and stood on each side, as if they were open for interrogation.

"Little King Liang." The old bustard is not afraid to tell the truth, but he is puzzled. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, most people have already traveled as far as possible, and they will come back and ask questions. Is this Murong Yunshu really hidden?

"What's the purpose?"

"Take you to Shu Prefecture."

Murong Yunshu smiled, "King Liang is going to die, and Little King Liang is going to live. It seems that Little King Liang has the foresight. I am afraid that King Liang can only count on Little King Liang to call him the emperor and make him an emperor."

When Nie Qing heard this, his face stinked again. Words such as rude speech and big treason crossed my mind one by one.

The old bustard was overjoyed, "I knew that Miss Murong was so cooperative, so I didn't have to spend a lot of time to give you the Illusory Pill."

"Did you give Murong the Imperius Pill?" Feng Ling exclaimed, with a look of fear on his face.

Murong Yunshu's heart was half cold when he heard the name ‘Imperial Pill’, and when he heard Feng Ling’s trembling voice, his heart was cold. Sure enough, no one can leave the arena. "Did your brother have a good doctor?" Sai Huatuo shouldn't be so famous.

Feng Ling shook his head with a bitter face, "My brother was trapped in Huatuo Mountain for three years by the furious Chu because he didn't cure his sister's poison. He also removed Sai Huatuo's name and was not allowed anymore. Practice medicine."

Chu Changge was... Murong Yunshu only felt a strange air current rush to his chest, faintly, unspeakably stuffy. After indulging for a few seconds, she calmed down the strange feeling in her heart, and then she asked the old bustard: "How can I be willing to give me an antidote?"

"The antidote is in Little King Liang's hands. He has the final say on how to give the antidote."

"How long can I live without the antidote?"

"It may be a day, it may be a year, or it may be a second. In short, it is possible to die at any time, without any signs, and you will not feel any."

Murong Yunshu pursed his mouth with some enlightenment, then said with a smile: "Doesn't this mean that there is no poisoning? People can't tell when they will die."

The old madam was stunned and suddenly understood why Little King Liang insisted on capturing her alive. There was a touch of grace in this woman, and just looking at her felt that the world was very peaceful.

"I advise you to hurry up and let that Little King Liang give Murong the antidote!" Feng Ling glared at the old bustard, saying: "Looking at your age, I must have heard that the Demon Sect destroyed Tang Sect overnight three years ago. Right? Big Brother Chu will destroy Tang Sect for his sister three years ago, and today he will destroy Liang Palace for Murong!"

Murong Yunshu was secretly frightened, and the facts Feng Ling told her made her feel the magical nature that she had never seen before in Chu Changge. She used to wonder why the world said that he was a big demon, but she only saw a frivolous young man who was rebellious and evil... It turned out that she had only seen too little.

When a person is overwhelmed by despair, there are two extremes: the first is to accept fate with silence, and the second is to resist fate with anger. The former will become immortal, while the latter will become demons. But Chu Changge must have abandoned the former with disdain, watching him become a devil arrogantly.

At that time, he must have collapsed to the point where he almost wanted to destroy the world, and he would risk the world and declare war on the world. Murong Yunshu lowered his eyes, feeling inexplicably lost.

"Huh! Tang Sect is a sect of Jianghu, the imperial court will do whatever they want. But Liang is an emperor, prince and grandson, holding a heavy army. If Chu Changge destroys Liang Palace, how will the imperial court let him go?" The old bust sneered and continued: "Even if Chu Changge has the courage, forgive him for not breaking ground on Tai Sui!"

"You..." Feng Ling couldn't say to her, anxious and angry.

Murong Yunshu smiled and said to the old bustard: "I advise you not to be slanderous in the future, and when you know the misfortune, come out of your mouth." His tone was unhappy as always.

The old bustard laughed, "Do you really think that Chu Changge will fight against King Liang for you?" It was obviously a mockery, but Murong Yunshu heard the expectation from her tone, as if Chu Changge and King Liang were on the bar. The desired result.

Looking up at her carefully, Murong Yunshu said: "He won't fight against King Liang for me, but let alone the little King Liang, even if he is the current prince, he will still be round and flat." Very understatement and carelessness.

"I hope he is as proud as you said, and will go to the Liang Palace to save you!" The old bustard gritted his teeth, but his eyes flashed with excitement.

This made Murong Yunshu couldn't help but look at her again, his gaze swayed over her head unintentionally, and then he was startled, his eyes flashed, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, saying: "Are you confident to take me away? "

The old bustard laughed arrogantly and said, "Can't I take away a poisoned person?"

"Don't be arrogant! I have Feng Ling...ah..." Feng Ling suddenly covered his chest, frowning and said, "What poison did you give me?"

"Aren't you Sai Huatuo's younger sister? Why, this little poison is helpless?" The old bustard smiled and mocked.

"Who has stipulated that Sai Huatuo's younger sister must know medical skills? Did you open the brothel also have a pair of jade-armed pillows?" Feng Ling Liu brows back and choked.

The old bustard was anxious, raised his hand like a slap in the face, but was intercepted in mid-air and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

"Master Nie finally looks like a man." Murong Yunshu teased with a smile.

What is being like a man? He is! Nie Qing snorted coldly, killed the old bustard with a condescending look in his eyes, stretched out his hand to make a'take', and said, "The antidote."

"No!" The old bust leaped up and tapped Nie Qing's acupuncture point. "It's only carelessness that will let you succeed. It depends on you, and I want an antidote to my old lady?"

Nie Qing still straightened up and stared at her, with an angry expression on her face.

Murong Yunshu curled his lips with a smile, stretched out his slender index finger, pointed at the top of her forehead, and said slowly: "Then, do you think he is qualified?"

The old bustard turned around and looked up, before he was surprised, he slammed his head on the bottom of the pot and immediately fainted to the ground.

"Senior has good skill." Murong Yunshu clapped and exclaimed.

"It's a good pot." The old man who was more than half a year old jumped off the beams of the room vigorously, his face was not flushed or breathing.

As soon as Feng Ling saw the appearance of the incoming person, he stared with a pair of copper bell eyes suddenly, and pointed at the old man in disbelief and exclaimed, "You, you are the devil!"

Murong Yunshu laughed as soon as he heard this name. Who is so wicked, and gives someone such a wicked name...

"Not bad, I can still recognize me at a young age, the little girl has a bright future." Guo Quede was very pleased. Unexpectedly, he had been incognito for so many years to submit to the demon sect, and his younger generation would recognize him.

Feng Ling was flattered, sticking out his tongue embarrassedly, and said, "I often hear my father mention seniors. Thirty years ago, you walked the rivers and lakes with a pot, but everyone knew it, no one knew it, the situation was momentous, and the rivers and lakes were full of evil. Harm, the ability to harm rivers and lakes is better than Brother Chu!"