Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"Can this method really save my father?" Guo Fu asked uncertainly.

"Fighting poison with poison does have a chance," Huang Rong was proficient in medicine, and she understood as soon as Murong Fu said it, but she understood the consequences of Murong Fu's words better, so her face was a little hesitant.

Guo Fu immediately said excitedly, "Then what else to decide, it must be saved."

Murong Fu looked at Huang Rong, the meaning was self-evident.

Huang Rong gritted her teeth, finally nodded and said, "Help."

"The decision is made by you, if in the end..."

"If it doesn't work, we won't blame you."

"Okay, then let's start right away and find someone with the same blood type as Guo Daxia."

Seeing that the mother and daughter had no objections, Murong Fu nodded and decided to act immediately, but at this moment Guo Fu suddenly said, "You don't need to find Brother Murong, just use mine, although I don't quite understand what you said blood type, but I am connected with my father's blood, so using my blood is definitely the best."

This is for sure, even if two strangers with the same blood type can be found, there are many subtle differences among them, and direct blood is of course the most suitable.

How could it be possible for Murong Fu to use Guo Fu's blood to save Guo Jing? His face darkened, "Fu'er, the reason I told you this is because he is your father, but how to save it is up to me." , you don't want me to tie you up too?"

Guo Fu shrunk her head subconsciously, and then reacted, and stretched her neck to argue, "You also know that he is my father, why don't you let me save him!"

"I'd rather him die than have anything to do with you." Murong Fu yelled angrily just when he was upset.

Guo Fu was stunned for a moment, with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Huang Rong hurriedly comforted her, "Fu'er, don't be so self-willed. If your father knows that he wants to use your blood to save him, he would rather die than agree. Maybe he will cut off his own heart immediately. Let's have a little Hope is gone."

Guo Fu thought about it carefully, and with Guo Jing's temper, it was really possible to do this, so she stopped thinking about using her own blood to save her father, but she still felt aggrieved by Murong Fu's sudden loss of temper, so she pouted, "Then Don't be so loud, I can't hear you!"

Murong Fu was too lazy to talk, snorted and walked away.

"Murong Fu!" Huang Rong suddenly called out to stop him.

"What?" Murong Fu paused, without turning his head.

There was something strange on Huang Rong's face, "Thank you."

Murong Fu was silent for a moment, "No need, just treat it as... I pay you back, and you and I will owe each other nothing from now on."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

For some reason, Huang Rong's face suddenly became pale and bloodless, her figure staggered back, her expression was in a daze.

Guo Fu was shocked, and hurriedly supported her, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Rong took a deep breath, finally calmed down, and shook her head slightly, "Mother is fine."

Guo Fu's eyes flickered, as he chewed Murong Fu's words carefully, and then thought of his mother's reaction, a strange look flashed across his face, and the way he looked at Huang Rong also changed.

In the backyard, except for Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong, everyone else was still here. Murong Fu went out of the room expressionlessly, and directly ordered, "Come here, take Guo Jing to the front yard, prepare a bucket of clean water, and drop blood to recognize him." Dear."

"Blood recognition?" Everyone was taken aback, Guo Jing was even more puzzled, what kind of blood recognition?Apart from Guo Fu, a blood relative, how could he have any other relatives?

Murong Fu didn't explain, and then told the disciples of the High Heaven Pavilion, "Let's start with you first. In addition, go to someone and make a public notice to the people in the city. No matter men, women, old or young, they can come for a blood test. Whoever's blood can fuse with Guo Daxia, my lord." There are many rewards."

In this era, it is of course extremely laborious to find two people with the same blood type. "Blood recognition" is the simplest and crudest way. The only problem is that Guo Jing will be very sad. I am afraid that it may not be possible to release a bucket of blood. I can find it, but it's okay, it's going to be bloodletting anyway.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why, Guo Jing wanted to speak but couldn't.

Huang Yaoshi's face darkened, "Boy Murong, please speak clearly, why do you want to confess your relatives with blood? Could it be that Jing'er left wild animals outside?"

Murong Fu couldn't help being happy when he heard the words, and said vaguely, "I don't know about that, let's see if I can find it, well, the action begins, and let me know as soon as I find it."

Afterwards, hundreds of High Heaven Pavilion disciples tied up Guo Jing's five flowers and carried them to the front yard, prepared a set of tools, and began to recognize their relatives with blood.

Huang Yaoshi was puzzled, but fortunately, his daughter and granddaughter came out at this time, and the two daughters had no choice but to pull him aside and explain the matter briefly. Huang Laoxie was astonished, and after a while he sighed, "I can't think of such a thing." Bizarre method, this person's medical skills are much better than mine, I don't know how to do the method of exchanging blood..."

Huang Rong couldn't help but rolled her eyes, looking at him, it seemed that medical skills were more important than her son-in-law.

Guo Fujiao said angrily, "Grandpa, why aren't you worried about my father at all?"

"There's nothing to worry about," Huang Laoxie waved his hand casually, "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, if he can't pass this test, that's his fate too."

"Hmph! Grandpa, I will never play with you again!"

"Father, I don't have time to cook for you these days, so go to the kitchen and cook for yourself."

The mother and daughter snorted and left angrily.

Huang Laoxie was puzzled, "Cook it yourself, what's so great..."

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Murong Fu handed over some matters to the disciples of the High Heaven Pavilion, and then went back to the General's Mansion alone, shutting himself in the room without seeing anyone.

In fact, besides being a little impulsive when he said such decisive words to Huang Rong earlier, he really didn't want to continue to be entangled between Huang Rong and Guo Jing, so he needed to be quiet and think about the future of the Murong family.

When it was evening, Xiao Zhao came to Murong Fu's room with a food box, knocked on the door, and said softly, "My lord, I made your favorite braised hoof, do you want some?"

Soon Murong Fu's voice came from the room, "Xiao Zhao, come in."

Xiao Zhao entered the house, and saw that everything in the house was in good condition, there was no overturned chairs and tables as imagined, and Murong Fu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a peaceful face, divine light flowing, and an airy demeanor.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and silently took out the food and put it on the table, "Master, you can eat."

After Murong Fu recovered, he immediately understood her expression, and said with a slight smile, "Xiao Zhao, do you think that the young master should lose his temper and throw things indiscriminately?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head hastily, "No, Young Master has always been gentle and polite, so he won't be so rude."

Before the words fell, there was a creak, and the tables, chairs and benches in the room were shattered, and the food on the table was smashed all over the floor.

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said worriedly, "Young master, it would be better if you express your dissatisfaction in your heart, or else...or you can vent your anger on Xiao Zhao."

Murong Fu shook his head amusedly, "Look at what you said, you are the young master's heart, how can I be willing to take my anger out on you, don't worry, I'm fine, these tables and chairs are caused by my failure to control the sword energy when I practiced sword control of."

Xiao Zhao still couldn't believe it, "Young Master is really alright?"

Murong Fu nodded, "It's really fine."

"It's fine." Xiao Zhao immediately said happily.

"It's a pity that Xiao Zhao cooked good dishes."

"It's okay, I'll do it for you again."

"No need," Murong Fu moved and came to Xiao Zhao's side, "If Xiao Zhao is exhausted, my son will feel sorry for you. Since I ruined your meal, you can punish me to starve all night." .”

"How does this work?"

"Why not?" Murong Fu took her hand and walked out the door, "Tell me, what's going on outside?"

Xiao Zhao didn't know what he was asking, so he could only say, "Except that everyone is worried about you, nothing else matters."

Murong Fu looked up at the courtyard wall in the distance, "So they let you step on the thunder?"

"No," Xiao Zhao hurriedly shook his head, "I... I wanted to come."

Murong Fu didn't say much, "What's the situation in the Guo residence?"

The news about the Guo Mansion has spread all over Xiangyang City, and the General Mansion will naturally get the news. Although Xiao Zhao did not participate in this matter, he knew the general idea, so he told what he knew, "Guo Mansion Biography The people in Xiangyang City were in an uproar at the news of blood confession, but no one responded. In the end, the Eastern Hierarch ordered that if someone could merge with Guo Daxia's blood, they would be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold. The gate of the Guo Mansion was almost smashed, but after searching for a day, the son of Guo Daxia was not found."

"Reward a thousand taels of gold?" Murong Fu's mouth twitched, "She is generous, what about her?"

Xiao Zhao replied, "I went to Guo's mansion to help."

Murong Fu did some calculations and estimated that he would not be able to find them in two or three days. After all, Xiangyang City fled a lot of people due to the war, and now the population is only a million. It is really difficult to find someone with the same blood type as Guo Jing. In addition, he himself didn't know Guo Jing's blood type. If it was a rare animal that was rare in a hundred years, it was possible that he couldn't find it in the end.

"Forget it, leave it to fate." Murong Fu sighed, anyway, the words have been spoken, no matter what the outcome is, he will not worry about Huang Rong anymore.

"Young master, does Guo Daxia really have a long-lost son?"

"Who knows, there may be more than one." Murong Fu chuckled, and then changed the topic, "Go and get Wu Wei, just say that I'm waiting for her in the main hall."

Xiao Zhao obediently hummed and left in a hurry.

Murong Fu turned his eyes and looked into the distance, "Xue'er, inform everyone that I have something to announce."

"Got it!" As soon as the words finished, two white shadows flashed past and quickly moved away, Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan were hiding in the distance, he already knew this.

Murong Fu took a leisurely walk in the courtyard, and soon came to the main hall, and Wu Wei also arrived at about the same time, she couldn't help being startled for a moment, she hadn't seen him for a day, it seemed that something had changed in Murong Fu's temperament, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that Nothing has changed.

Murong Fu clasped his hands behind his back and cut straight to the point, "You once said that you came to Xiangyang City to help me solve two problems. Now the problem of Da Yuan is no longer a problem, so what about the problem of righteousness?"

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