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Chapter 119 Murong Bo? No, Murong Bo is already dead! (asking for monthly ticket)

That night.

Ruan Xingzhu came to Ning Yuan's room wearing purple clothes.

When I arrived at the door, I couldn't help but look back, as if I was afraid of being seen and being sneaky.

"Mrs. Ruan, you are indeed very trustworthy."

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu come in, Ning Yuan calmly said.

Ruan Xingzhu gritted his teeth and came to Ning Yuan. He took a deep breath and said, "As long as you don't hurt Duan Lang, I will be at your mercy as promised. Tell me, what do you want me to do today?"

Ruan Xingzhu has made all preparations.

It's just twenty days late.

Now we have to face it after all.

"Mrs. Ruan is really straightforward. I like women like you."

Ning Yuan pulled Ruan Xingzhu into his arms and slid his palms along his collar.

Soon Ruan Xingzhu's eyes became blurred.

"I didn't have time to have a wife last time, so I want to spend the night with her tonight."

Ning Yuan untied Ruan Xingzhu's belt, and Ruan Xingzhu obediently raised his hand to take off his clothes without stopping at all.

Ning Yuan picked him up and put him on the bed. Ruan Xingzhu opened his eyes and looked at the second man in his life, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

But Ning Yuan didn't know how to pity women and cherish women. As Ruan Xingzhu's brows suddenly wrinkled and a look of pain appeared on his face, Ruan Xingzhu, a noble lady, finally welcomed the second man in her life.

An hour later.

"Mrs. Ruan is worthy of being good at water. It is indeed as good as water. Even the baby and aunt are not as good as you in this regard."

Ning Yuan ran his fingers across Ruan Xingzhu's skin and sighed quietly.

Ruan Xingzhu's cheeks were red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

He was obviously forced, just to complete the deal, but his performance just now didn't look like he was forced at all. Instead...

Although I hate to think about it.

But just now, she experienced happiness that she had never experienced before after being with Duan Zhengchun for so many years.

That's what Duan Zhengchun couldn't bring him, it was an innate gap.

That's why most of the bed got wet, and she had to be carried to another room.

Early the next morning, Ruan Xingzhu opened his eyes and saw the bright sky. He stood up hurriedly, "No, it's time for Mr. Duan to take medicine at this time. I have to get ready quickly."

As soon as Ruan Xingzhu got out of bed, he took a breath of cold air without saying anything and felt a sharp pain.

But Ruan Xingzhu still endured the discomfort and searched for his clothes, but found nothing. Then he remembered that they changed rooms yesterday because the bed was too wet, and all his clothes were left in another room.

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu secretly peeking at the door, Ning Yuan felt interested and came behind Ruan Xingzhu.

Following Ruan Xingzhu's exclamation, there was another gust of wind and rain, which hit the banana trees.

…

After everything was over, Ning Yuan came to the study and saw the letter on the study.

After opening the letter and seeing the content inside, Ning Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

"Invite me to meet in front of Murong Bo's grave in the back mountain. Can you finally bear it?"

Ning Yuan smiled and said, "I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Ning Yuan licked the corners of his lips.

…

Noon.

Ning Yuan came to Murong Bo's cemetery in the back mountain.

Ning Yuan stood in front of the grave for a long time when a figure in black appeared behind him.

"Murong Fu, do you still remember me?"

Murong Bo took off his black scarf and spoke suddenly. Ning Yuan turned around slowly and showed no surprise when he saw Murong Bo. He just said lightly, "You are finally willing to show your face."

"snort!"

Murong Bo walked to the tombstone and snorted coldly, "No matter how old or young you are, when you see me, wouldn't you even call me father?"

Murong Bo stared at Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan said nothing.

Murong Bo did not continue to pursue the matter, but sneered, "If I didn't show up, I'm afraid you would have been completely immersed in the land of gentleness."

"how you said that?"

Ning Yuan pretended to be puzzled.

"I have already investigated you clearly in the past few days."

Murong Bo had a complicated look on his face, and then he said with hatred: "I am very happy that you have become the leader of the largest gang in the world. This will help us achieve success."

"But as the Yan royal family, you shoulder the important responsibility of restoring the country. How can you indulge in a bunch of women, or a bunch of old women who have given birth to children for others! Are they that good?"

Murong Bo's words gradually became harsh, "When you return to the country, what kind of beauties will you not have?"

"And these old women will damage your reputation, especially because you are so brave and dare to attack Li Qingluo. She is your aunt. If word spreads, your virtue will be greatly damaged, how can you be worthy of being a king?"

Murong Bo said that he hated iron for not becoming steel, and slapped Ning Yuan.

But Ning Yuan easily grabbed his wrist.

"It's not your turn to teach me what I do, and it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks about my woman."

Ning Yuan said calmly.

"presumptuous!"

Murong Bo immediately showed a look of shock and anger, "I am your father!"

"father?"

Ning Yuan sneered, "I'm afraid you are telling a joke. My father is buried in the cemetery in front of you. You dare to pretend to be my father. How brave you are."

The original Murong Fu was deceived by Murong Bo's idea of ​​reviving the country. Murong Fu gave everything and concentrated on reviving the country, but Murong Bo turned around and became a monk, which completely tricked Murong Fu to death.

He is not Murong Fu, so naturally he will not admit his father.

"What did you say?"

Murong Bo did not expect that Murong Fu would say this, and there was a look of astonishment on his face.

"You thief, you dare to impersonate my late father, I will not spare you today!"

Ning Yuan raised his hand and slapped him without mercy.

Murong Boyun used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift and counterattacked the move. At the same time, he took a few steps back and shouted angrily: "You bastard, how dare you attack me!"

"Pretending to be my father is disrespectful. Today I will use your life to pay homage to my late father!"

Ning Yuan was unceremonious and raised his sword with a flourish.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

Murong Bo was suddenly shocked. He had indeed talked about the Six Meridians Divine Sword with Jiumozhi back then.

Of course he knows how powerful the Six Meridians Divine Sword is.

It's just that Murong Bo never thought that Murong Fu would take action against him, but Ning Yuan had been waiting for him.

He is now continuing his master's skills.

As for the current Tianlong World, apart from Tianshan Tong Lao and Li Qiushui, the only ones left are Jiumozhi, Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Feng and the sweeping monk.

Others, such as Xuannan and his ilk from Shaolin or Master Kurong from Tianlong Temple, are regarded as second-rate and dispensable.

There is calculation in mind but no intention.

The two sides exchanged dozens of moves, and Murong Bo fell into a disadvantage. It was not that he was inferior to Ning Yuan, but because he was already injured and secretly learned Shaolin martial arts, which led to a certain degree of obsession. Therefore, if he used his skills for too long, it would cause stabbings in his chest. Pain and unstable Qi.

As Ning Yuan clasped Murong Bo's wrists with both hands, Murong Bo's skill was immediately absorbed by Ning Yuan.

"Naughty son, are you going to kill your father?"

Murong Bo roared in shock.

Unbelievable.

"You still dare to pretend to be my father. My father has been dead for many years. How dare you humiliate me like this? I really can't keep you here."

Ning Yuan snorted coldly, and the Beiming Divine Skill reached its limit, and the continuous skill in Murong Bo's body was absorbed by him.

"I see that you have practiced martial arts wrongly and have gone crazy. If you want to survive, you have to give up your martial arts. Instead of doing this, you might as well give me an advantage."

Ning Yuan said at the same time.

Murong Bo glared angrily, but as his skill gradually lost, his face became pale. The expression on his face changed from disbelief to unwillingness. Now, Murong Bo suddenly laughed wildly.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"You can be so ruthless and disregard family ties. You are better than me. You already have the qualities to be an emperor. I am very relieved!"

"You must restore the country!"

"Only by restoring the country, overthrowing the Song Dynasty, and becoming the master of the world can you..."

Murong Bo's eyes gradually dimmed. He was already very old and injured. Now that his skills were absorbed by Ning Yuan, his life had naturally entered a countdown.

"Don't worry, I will consider your suggestion."

Ning Yuan let go of his hands, watched Murong Bo fall to the ground, and said calmly.

Because this time, he not only got a thousand-fold increase from Ruan Xingzhu, he also got a 20-point increase in luck.

This means that he can still collect luck in this world.

The protagonist's luck has basically been taken away by him, but in this world, there is still dynasty luck, which may also be a new source.

Afterwards, Ning Yuan opened the tomb, put Murong Bo's body in, and buried it again, as if nothing had ever happened.

Murong Bo faked his death in the past and was considered dead in the eyes of the world.

He has hidden his face for many years. Except for Xiao Yuanshan, probably no one knows that he is still alive.

Now he died silently in Yanziwu, in front of his own grave, and was buried in his own grave again.

It's a perfect closed loop.

Everything is the same as before.

It's just that the grave soil is a little newer.

…

After returning to the room, Ning Yuan immediately started practicing.

With a thousand-fold increase, Ning Yuan quickly transformed Murong Bo's true energy into Beiming's true energy, completely integrating it.

With the help of this help, the cultivation level in the later stage of Gang Qi Realm has begun to become bottlenecked.

Ning didn't open his eyes until it got dark.

[Current World: Tian Long Ba Bu]

[Host: Ning Yuan (Murong Fu)]

【Luck: 240】

[Talent: Thousand Miles a Day (In effect, a thousand times increase.)]

[Cultivation: late stage of Gang Qi realm]

[Martial arts: Bei Ming Sheng Kung, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Lingbo Weibu, Star Movement, Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Life and Death Talisman]

[Countdown to escape: 9 days. 】

"Although I haven't made a breakthrough yet, I have a feeling that as long as I absorb another master with this level of cultivation, I can enter the Tao."

Ning Yuan's eyes were excited.

There are many such masters in the current world, and he still has a chance.

As the thousand-fold increase ended, Ning Yuan also stood up and left the secret room.

As soon as he returned to the room, he saw Li Qingluo already waiting in the room.

She was wearing a yellow skirt that could not be rolled up, and her chest was tightly tied, as if it would break at any moment.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Li Qingluo rushed towards him with her small belly full, and said angrily: "My enemy, I will disappear for twenty days, so I can wait."

"It's not my fault. I was planning to visit my aunt tonight, but I didn't expect that my aunt had already arrived first."

Ning Yuan's hand fell on Li Qingluo's belly, and he sighed quietly, "It seems that our child has grown up a lot!"

Hearing this, Li Qingluo's cheeks turned slightly red and she snorted, "It's good that you know it's your child, but don't be as irresponsible as Duan Zhengchun."

"How is that possible? I will make it up to my aunt tonight!"

Ning Yuan smiled slightly, picked up Li Qingluo from the waist, and placed her on the bed.

Li Qingluo blushed, but did not refuse.

After not having tasted meat for twenty days, Li Qingluo had long been craving for it.

“Good boy…”

After a moment, Li Qingluo frowned, took a deep breath, and let out a long sigh, saying, “Be careful, kid!”

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