From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

Azhu shook his head: "I'm afraid my uncle won't dare to take us in."

Yes, Murong Fu was so cowardly.

Could it be that Madam Wang is more rigid than the Murong family?

Wang Yuyan pondered: "Is that Mr. Gu really as powerful as you said? I am proficient in a hundred martial arts, and I have never heard of any martial arts that can make iron with bare hands. Could it be an illusion?"

Illusion, of course, the illusion of the Song Dynasty is not that kind of fairy-level illusion.

Rather, something akin to the magic of the afterlife.

Azhu shook his head: "I'm afraid not. That one is too scary. It's better not to go out after waiting. It would be bad if he was spotted."

Abi nodded: "The watch is so beautiful, it will definitely be snatched away. Hmph, that young man is not bad looking, just hire him seriously.

Azhu looked at Abi speechlessly: "Abi, your brain has been eaten? Obviously we decided to change the son back, not Gu Gongzi."

"That's right." Abi's eyes lit up, "So Young Master Gu is not a bad person."

In the blink of an eye, Abi rebelled again.

Azhu Fu forehead: "It seems that Young Master Gu's appearance is too lethal to Abi."

"That Young Master Gu is indeed very good-looking." Wang Yuyan said softly, "Looking at his appearance, he should not be an evil person. I will go over and ask him later why he bullied his mother."

Azhu: "No."

Abi exclaimed, her face full of disbelief: "Biao has already met Young Master Gu, but he hasn't been taken away?"

"No." Wang Yuyan shook her head, "That young man just glanced at me and didn't pay much attention to it. You always say I'm good-looking, but you're actually lying to me, right?"

I couldn't help but doubt Aju Abi's words.

Why are others robbing Azhu and Abi, but they are indifferent to themselves!

Just as he was talking, he heard a knock on the door from outside: "Azhu, Abi, you guys are out for dinner."

Hearing this, when the three of them looked outside, they saw that the sky was red and the sun had already set.

Unknowingly, the three of them had been chatting for quite some time.

Azhu and Abi responded.

Wang Yuyan asked, "What about me!"

The sword attendant responded: "The lady said that you are not allowed to come out, let us bring food over."

Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment: "Why is this? Since Young Master Gu has already released everyone, there is no danger. Why do you keep me in the house?"

Sword Attendant: "This is Madam's order, I don't know."

Wang Yuyan looked at Azhu and Abi.

Azhu shook his head: "Biao, we can't do anything. Madam won't change her decision because of us."

Abi shook her head again and again: "If I take you out, Madam will definitely kill Abi."

Wang Yuyan was suddenly discouraged, sat on the chair, and became sullen: "Mother doesn't let me out, I'll starve to death in the house."

The sword attendant didn't answer, pretended not to hear, and led Azhu and Abi away.

the other side.

Arranged for Azhu, Abi, and the worry-free Qin Hongmian, Mrs. Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, she was the supreme queen of Mantuo Villa, why should she look at people's faces?

Now, these three people are here, but she is afraid that she will not be thoughtful and will be troubled by Gu Heng.

My heart suddenly felt a little sour.

At this moment, the sword attendant came to report: "Madam, you refuse to eat, saying that you will starve to death if you don't let her out."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her anger suddenly rose: "Hmph, I want to see how long she can be hungry!"

"Madam, Young Master Gu is back."

Just when she couldn't help but go to 0.9 to teach her daughter a good lesson, a swordsman came hurriedly.

"Hurry up and prepare the meal, I'll go meet you."

Mrs. Wang's expression was straight, and her anger was suppressed.

The most important thing now is to send this god away, and everything else can be suppressed.

After busy work, Madam Wang finally arranged Gu Heng and Mu Wanqing properly.

When the two of them went to rest, the sky was already dark, and the entire Mantuo Villa fell into silence.

"Forget it, I'll see Yuyan tomorrow."

At the end of the day, being captured, released, serving with all her heart, and experiencing rich experiences, Mrs. Wang was exhausted and she just wanted to rest.

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Wang Yuyan covered her stomach: "I'm so hungry."

Seeing the cold dishes on the table, I wanted the maid to warm it up, but I couldn't put my face down.

"I made my vow just now, but now I regret it. They will definitely laugh at me. Humph, Wang Yuyan won't be afraid of hunger!"

His eyes wandered, looking for fruit, but found that the fruit plate on the table was empty.

"Hey, I remember there is one pear left, why is it missing?" Wang Yuyan was dumbfounded.

Did the maid take it!

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the cold dishes again.

"Pfft..." The next moment, a crisp laughter sounded from the roof. .

83 Mu Wanqing: Calling Sister Wang Yuyan's Rebellious Spirit (2/5, please subscribe)

Wang Yuyan was startled, took a step back, and looked up.

I saw a woman in black lying reclining on the beam, holding a pear in her hand, nibbling proudly.

Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that she wasn't a ghost.

In the middle of the night, a female voice sounded in the house, but she was very frightened.

After thinking about it, he shouted, "That's my pear, why did you take my things away?"

"Han Han Wang Yuyan." Mu Wanqing nibbled at the pear and smiled, "Since you are on a hunger strike, I will naturally help you eat it."

Wang Yuyan snorted coldly: "If you want to take care of me, I will go on a hunger strike!"

"It's only a fool who hurts his body. I never thought about hunger strike." Mu Wanqing shook her head and sighed.

Her mother was a Jianghu woman, and she was not someone with a big career. Mu Wanqing had no servants to serve her since she was a child.

It's good enough to eat three meals a day.

Don't eat?

That's just hungry.

Mu Wanqing would never get along with herself.

"Hmph, you don't understand." Wang Yuyan sat down and was sulking.

This is her most effective way to resist her mother.

"By the way, who are you?"

Lifting her head, Wang Yuyan asked curiously.

Mu Wanqing almost laughed out: "You only know to ask now? If I were going to hurt you, you would lie down long ago."

"You were silent when you came, and I don't have any martial arts. If you wanted to hurt me, you would have already done it." Wang Yuyan shook her head.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Mu Wanqing almost choked on the pear when she heard it, "Don't call me the name of Jianghu, call me by name, just call me Sister Mu!"

I used to think that my name was quite domineering, but now Mu Wanqing wanted to die when she heard it.

Names like Yaksha and Yaksha are really ugly.

Hope you don't know!

I prayed quietly in my heart, and then I thought: "Young master knows the world's affairs, isn't it already... it's over, and the impression has decreased a little bit."

"Sister? You're not here to assassinate me!" Wang Yuyan was very strange.

In the past, Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing came to Mantuo Villa to be beaten to death, but this time it was very strange.

Not only was Mu Wanqing not wearing a veil, but she also had a smile on her face.

Mu Wan snorted coldly, and threw the pear core back into the fruit bowl: "I don't want to worry about those two women arguing with each other! It's boring."

"Fighting and jealous?" Wang Yuyan was stunned, "How could my mother be jealous of yours?"

Speaking of this, a trace of gossip flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be that your mother couldn't compete with her for her father, so she became angry?" Wang Yuyan's voice was incredible, "Should your name be Wang Wanqing?"

Knowing this explosive news, Rao Yi Wang Yuyan's mentality couldn't help but be shocked.

In addition to martial arts cheats, she also reads some scriptures and legends.

Tang legends, Song dialects, Ming and Qing novels, not only circulated in the market, but also circulated in the boudoir, becoming a reading for some women in the boudoir to relieve boredom.

Although there are no novels yet, there are quite a few legends and stories.

As a house girl, Wang Yuyan naturally watched it secretly.

"Of course the one surnamed Wang is not the one who is competing." Mu Wanqing fell from the beam of the house, sat opposite Wang Yuyan, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and continued to speak with Wang Yuyan's expectant eyes, "Dali Prince Duan, who is competing for you, you It should be called Duan Yuyan."

Wang Yuyan exclaimed, she never expected to eat melon on her head.

"How is this possible!" Wang Yuyan's face was full of disbelief, "My mother is so rude to men, how could she be arguing with others..."

Mu Wanqing sneered: "It's impossible. Your mother likes to catch those men who are unwilling to come back to make flower fertilizer, isn't it just because you ask for it?"

"My name is Duan Yuyan? I don't believe in Wang!" Wang Yuyan's mind was in chaos, "You must be lying to me, right?"

"You can think I lied to you." Mu Wanqing stood up, "I'm going back to rest, you can take care of yourself in the future. Maybe I'll leave with the son tomorrow."