Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

When it is warm and cold, it is the loneliest time in this world.

This year's spring came very late. At this time of year, all kinds of flowers have begun to poke out the buds that have been carefully hidden for a winter.However, Xu Shi Yandong was nostalgic for this land, and did not want to leave because of the delay.There are still scattered hoarfrost on the dry branches, and the first batch of early plums, seeing that this place is no longer the glazed world in the midwinter, are too lazy to compete with the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms in early spring. I am afraid that only the loneliest person in this world can know how many plum blossoms have fallen on the sky.

Except for a touch of bright color, the world is gray and white.

And the source of that bright color is a figure in the courtyard.

Wang Yuyan wore a light pink dress, and she walked gracefully in lotus steps. She has been dancing swords in this courtyard with many withered flowers for a long time.In the past, she only read cheat books and did not practice martial arts herself. After returning from Wuyazi's place in the deaf-mute valley, she practiced martial arts every day and became a habit.

While waving the plain hand, the three-foot green blade circulated around the body like a butterfly wearing flowers.The dead leaves around her were stirred up and down by her pure energy, as if they had been given life.Those slender hands, anyone who looked at them would suspect that they were the product of the Creator's special preference.As for the owner of those hands, it gathered all the aura of the world, mountains, rivers, plants and trees.

At this time, Wang Yuyan's set of sword skills had come to an end, she drew her sword back into its sheath, and in an instant, the surrounding cold air was absorbed, and a layer of shallow ice on the lake was blown away by this sword energy Excited, quietly shattered.

Wang Yuyan put the sword in her hand, and at this moment, her temperament changed. The girl who used to be as bright and gorgeous as a camellia disappeared, and was replaced by a cold and aloof snow lotus in the ice of Tianshan Mountain.

However, in the next moment, this faint chill shattered like thin ice shattered by sword energy just now with a call.

"Yuyan!"

"cousin!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Yuyan threw aside the magic weapons in the eyes of countless martial artists, and ran towards the owner of the voice cheering.

No matter how many times she listens to it, this voice can arouse her deepest nostalgia and admiration, just because the owner of this voice is that handsome and tall figure.

Some people say that "if life is only as it was first seen", it expresses one person's deepest disappointment in another person. In fact, in turn, this may not be an independent individual's deepest expectation for an irreversible beauty.

But for Wang Yuyan, she will never experience this feeling in this life.

Murong Fu looked at the other party's cheering and charming childlike attitude, and his heart felt warm. In the beautiful eyes of the little beauty who came towards him, there was no room for other emotions except "like" .

So cute!

How can such a cute girl not be teased?

So Murong Fu withdrew his hands that were open to the little beauty, put his hands behind his back, deliberately put on a stern face, and admonished: "For those who practice martial arts, weapons are life. How can you hold the sword in your hand?" Throw it away like this?"

Wang Yuyan was taken aback for a moment, stopped her body, looked at Murong Fu with her big beautiful eyes, and noticed the restrained curve of her sweetheart's mouth, the ice-snow and smart Wang Yuyan understood what the other person was thinking.

Wang Yuyan lowered her eyebrows slightly: "Then, I won't dare to do it next time!"

"What about this time?"

Murong Fu suppressed his smile, and said narrowly.

The corner of Wang Yuyan's mouth curled into a playful arc: "Then tell me, cousin, what should we do?"

"What do you want me to say?"

Murong Fu smiled badly, and lowered his head to approach Wang Yuyan's pretty face.Seeing her cousin approaching, Wang Yuyan guessed what would happen next. Although it was not the first time, she was still apprehensive and looking forward to it. She simply closed her beautiful eyes, her two eyelashes quivered like butterflies, and she raised her cherry lips. The coquettish attitude of Deputy Ren Jun.

If you can bear this kind of moment, you might as well practice the evil sword manual.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

"Cousin, I'm so happy, I feel that every day is different from before."

Nestling in Murong Fu's arms, Wang Yuyan said softly.

"Oh, why?"

Murong Fu laughed.

"In the past, my cousin might not come to Mantuo Mountain Villa once a year. But now my cousin will come to see Yuyan at the villa whenever he has time. Last time, he took Yuyan on a long trip. Well, Yuyan feels that she has been in this year. It's like dreaming."

Wang Yuyan leaned on Murong Fu's chest and whispered.

"So, how does it feel in the dream?"

Murong Fu leaned closer to Wang Yuyan's delicate ears, his hot breath made Wang Yuyan's heart itch.

"If possible, I hope that this dream will never wake up!"

Wang Yuyan raised her head boldly, meeting Murong Fu's gaze.

Just when the two were in love, a soft call brought them back to reality.

"Master, it's not good!"

Murong Fu looked up, Abi was running all the way in small steps, he was out of breath.

"Abi, what happened? Take your time."

Although the good thing was interrupted, seeing that it was Abi, Murong Fu asked in a gentle tone.

"Master, something is wrong. That Mr. Duan was tied up by his uncle and madam and sent to Huafeifang!"

"what!"

Murong Fu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: Did Prince Duan ever miss?The real version of the master is in the folk, and the miss is in the underworld?My aunt is not surnamed Sun, why is she so persistent in this cause?Even the old lover from the past can do it?
This is not a joke, if anything happens to cheap father-in-law here, then Murong Fu will really become a public enemy.

Although he is very confident in the skill of the old father-in-law, but the matter has developed to this point, and it has deviated from the direction he expected.

Not caring about being gentle with Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu asked: "Yuyan, where is the Huafeifang! Take me there!"

Wang Yuyan had never seen her cousin so flustered, and she knew the seriousness of the situation, so she hurriedly said, "Follow me!"

Fearing that it would be too late and Prince Duan would become Prince Duan, Murong Fu wrapped his arms around Wang Yuyan and Abi's waist, and rushed towards the so-called Huafeifang.

Along the way, I kept praying in my heart: "Don't have any accidents!"

At this time, in a secret room in the backyard of Mantuo Villa.

Duan Zhengchun was bound and bound to a chopping board. Beside him stood Mrs. Wang with a frosty face, and Granny Rui who was busy with her work.

Mrs. Wang said coldly: "Duan Lang, I'll ask you one last time. Are you really willing to die than kill that vicious Ruan Xingzhu?"

Duan Zhengchun sighed, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye: "A Luo, I don't regret being able to die at your hands today. Duan Zhengchun has committed a lot of crimes in his life, and it is a worthy death to die at the hands of a beauty like you. Do it now." , but I have a request, I hope you can agree to me."

"What, you're about to die, are you still thinking of pleading for your vixen?"

Mrs. Wang sneered, her hands hidden in her sleeves trembling uncontrollably.