(Martial Arts Compilation + Murong Fu + Branching Out + Many Children Bring Happiness + Decisive Violence + Mindless)
Murong Fu transmigrates for twenty years; his young cousin gives birth to...
Ning Zhongze took a deep breath, glanced sideways at Murong Fu, and seeing that he had no reaction, finally couldn't help but say:
"My dear husband, could you please remove your hand?"
Ning Zhongze's cheeks flushed slightly, and there was a hint of gritted teeth in her expression.
Murong Fu then realized that his hand had somehow ended up on Ning Zhongze's waist.
"I'm sorry, Mother-in-law, I'm used to needing to hold onto things."
Murong Fu apologized earnestly, his eyes clear and devoid of any ulterior motives.
That's why Ning Zhongze silently endured it; otherwise, she would have slapped him long ago.
Two days later.
Juxianzhuang.
The carriage stopped here as it passed by.
"It's Young Master Murong!"
"Young Master Murong's arrival is truly a stroke of good fortune."
The manor lord, You Tanzhi, very politely welcomed Murong Fu and his party inside.
Murong Fu asked, "Is Physician Xue still alive?"
“She’s still here,” You Tanzhi replied. “The girl that scoundrel Xiao Feng sent last time hasn’t fully recovered yet, so she’s recuperating here, which has also forced Doctor Xue to stay at our manor for the time being.”
After a moment, You Tanzhi added, "By the way, there is also a Tibetan monk, the Tibetan National Preceptor Kumārajīva, who is recuperating here."
Murong Fu glanced at the young You Tanzhi and nodded slightly. "I wonder if Young Master Duan Yu is still alive?"
"He's gone. A few days ago, Prince Duan of Dali personally came and took Young Master Duan away."
You Tanzhi replied.
Murong Fu nodded again and walked into the backyard of the manor, where he met Duan Xiaoyue and Kumārajīva.
"Young Master Murong!"
Duan Xiaoyue and Kumārajīva both perked up.
Xue Muhua hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "Greetings, Sect Leader."
Murong Fu made a perfunctory gesture, causing Xue Muhua to rise uncontrollably: "Dr. Xue, there's no need for formalities. I'm just a figurehead and don't really manage the affairs of the sect."
Kumārajīva stared at Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun with a strange expression, as if he saw a familiar feeling in them, but something felt off.
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Master Kumārajīva, are you wondering why they look so familiar?"
Kumārajīva smiled awkwardly and nodded slightly: "These two young ladies do indeed resemble two old friends of mine."
"Kumārajīva! How well has the Lesser Formless Technique I taught you worked?"
Li Qiushui spoke in a condescending tone.
Wu Xingyun also said coldly, "Does this old lady resemble your old friend? Little monk, are you tired of living?"
Kumārajīva was startled and almost fell to the ground, staring at them in horror: "Li Qiushui! Tianshan Child Granny!"
"What?!"
Xue Muhua was also startled. He had heard about these two from his master Su Xinghe and knew that they were at odds with the Xiaoyao Sect. He never expected to meet them in person today.
"Don't make a fuss." Murong Fu waved his hand and said calmly, "Both of you are elders of my Xiaoyao Sect. You are kind, approachable and beautiful. How could you be so frightening?"
Murong Fu's words calmed them all down.
Yes, since these two were brought by Murong Fu, he must have already restrained them, at least ensuring their safety.
Kumārajīva breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands together and said, "This humble monk pays his respects to the two seniors. It has been a long time since we last met. You still have the same demeanor as before."
Xue Muhua also forced himself to say, "Greetings to my two grandmaster uncles."
"snort!"
Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun completely ignored them, instead staring intently at Murong Fu.
Seeing this, Murong Fu smiled faintly, opened his arms, and directly wrapped his arms around their slender waists, pulling them into his embrace: "I have some good news to announce to you all. I have decided to marry these two beauties."
"What?!!!"
Everyone was astonished, doubting their own ears.
"My husband..."
Yue Lingshan felt it was all very surreal.
She watched helplessly as her husband took three wives and four concubines, while she, as his wife, had not yet been married.
"Don't even think about it!"
Li Qiushui tried to break free.
Wu Xingyun also said, "This old lady is only in love with Junior Brother Wuyazi. You, a mere junior, do you even deserve him!"
However.
Murong Fu directly showed her whether she was worthy or not through his actions.
A deep kiss.
Wu Xingyun trembled all over, her eyes glazed over, and her mind went blank.
Then.
Murong Fu glared at Li Qiushui.
This one can't be solved with just a deep kiss. Her granddaughter is eighteen years old. What kind of relationship hasn't she experienced?
then.
Murong Fu said, "Li Qiushui, do you want your internal energy? If so, then you'd better obey me."
Upon hearing this, Li Qiushui indeed stopped struggling. It was just a marriage; she had already been married twice, so one more time wouldn't make a difference.
Murong Fu looked at You Tanzhi and said, "Master You, I would like to borrow your esteemed place to hold our wedding ceremony here."
"Okay, no problem!"
You Tanzhi was already stunned. Upon hearing this, he came to his senses and immediately nodded repeatedly, not daring to have the slightest opinion.
The next day.
Juxianzhuang was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.
Although no special banquet was held for martial arts heroes, many martial arts practitioners from the surrounding area who had heard the news came to join in the fun.
"Young Master Murong and his two brides are truly a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman."
"I wonder where these two brides are from. Their figures are truly the envy of everyone."
"Don't be envious. Without Young Master Murong's martial arts and talent, even if you have many beauties, you won't be able to enjoy them."
Many people in the martial arts world were envious.
Murong Fu, leading Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun, greeted the guests: "Welcome to my wedding, everyone. It is my great honor."
"Murong Fu! Are you welcoming me?"
A cold voice came from the rooftop.
Everyone looked over and exclaimed, "Li Feiyu!"