met free Chapter 110 Huang Rong, who was so angry that she fainted, took advantage of the situation.
Chapter 110 Huang Rong, who was so angry that she fainted, took advantage of the situation.
Chapter 110 Huang Rong, who was so angry that she fainted, took advantage of the situation.
"Is everything you're saying true?"
Seeing Wei Wu giving Huang Rong a serious massage, without a trace of lewdness on his face, Li Mochou's jealousy gradually subsided, and she couldn't help but lean closer to observe, as if taking notes.
The enchanting scent that had accompanied Wei Wu and Li Mochou's cultivation gradually disappeared from the room, replaced by a rich, milky aroma.
Huang Rong was perceptive and knew that Wei Wu was not simply "prescribing medicine," but when she caught a glimpse of her daughter out of the corner of her eye, even though she felt extremely humiliated, she could only do as Wei Wu said.
"Yes, that's it."
Wei Wu shook his hand, wiped it dry on Li Mochou's clothes, and said, "Also, don't overthink it. Your emotions aren't quite right right now."
Is it postpartum depression?
Wei Wu couldn't explain it either—no matter how learned Wang Lianhua was in medicine, she didn't have much practical experience in gynecology.
Therefore, even Cao Cao was unsure.
Huang Rong pursed her lips, swallowing back the curses that almost escaped her lips. Her face turned pale and then red, and her smile was extremely forced.
She reached for her undergarment, but Wei Wu beat her to it.
"Let's get a clean one."
"I—" Huang Rong gasped for breath and fainted.
Li Mochou's gaze was deep and unfathomable as she said, "The person has fainted, so you can do whatever you want now."
Wei Wu glanced at her and said, "Do you think I'm taking advantage of you?"
"Isn't that right? It never went down." Li Mochou glanced sideways, unceremoniously reaching out to grab it, then said, "You're taking advantage of someone in distress!"
Wei Wu pushed her hands away, pulled her aside, and said, "Now I'll take advantage of your weakness."
Li Mochou punched Wei Wu, but not with much force, only saying, somewhat embarrassed, "You're a lecherous thief!"
On the bed, Huang Rong's closed eyelids twitched slightly, her seemingly peaceful breathing became much easier, but her long eyelashes were still trembling, and the remaining tears in the corners of her eyes rolled down her temples, and she felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart.
During the day, she was the Beggar Clan leader envied by countless people, and the proud wife of the great hero Guo. But at night, she not only lost the leader's token, the Green Jade Staff, but was also sexually assaulted by someone other than her husband—even if it was just with his hands, she still felt an indescribable feeling.
sad?
It seems so.
But more than anything, there was resentment. There was already a lot of dissatisfaction with Guo Jing, and now it was fermenting into a bitter pill!
Huang Rong did not follow the doctor's advice to think less. Instead, she suppressed her various emotions and tried to calm herself down, quickly thinking about her current situation of being surrounded on all sides!
Although Meng Zongzheng and his son did not hold high official positions, they were practically all-powerful in Xiangyang City, especially since they held the moral high ground. Even if they found Zhu Ziliu and a few others to escort them, they would likely face difficulties on their journey.
Not to mention the internal strife within the Beggars' Sect, his current status in the martial arts world is in grave danger, and the Clean Clothes Sect probably doesn't just work for the Meng family father and son. If he leaves Xiangyang and is no longer restrained by the Meng family father and son, Zhu Ziliu and the others alone probably won't be able to protect him.
Moreover, the fact that the Meng family father and son dared to openly arrange for people to block Zhu Ziliu's residence suggests that Zhu Ziliu has most likely run into trouble or left Xiangyang City!
After much deliberation, Huang Rong realized that the safest way to leave Xiangyang City was to follow Wei Wu and Li Mochou!
A guy whose martial arts skills can suppress the Five Greats and whose poison skills are superb is someone that few in the world can harm as long as he doesn't use firearms.
With Cao Cao's help, leaving Xiangyang would be no big deal.
only----
Huang Rong unconsciously clenched her fists. If she wanted to persuade Wei Wu to help her, she was afraid she would have to suffer quite a bit.
But for Fu'er, I have to endure any hardship!
Xiangyang was a strategically important military town, so the curfew was extremely strict at night. Even though martial arts practitioners were fighting fiercely in the city, no one dared to open a window to peek out.
But when dawn broke, many early risers in Xiangyang discovered a strange sight: on the street outside the inn, seven or eight martial arts practitioners with copper coins on their heads were frozen stiff, but they carefully protected their heads with their hands, as if afraid that the copper coins would fall off.
The scene was so comical and bizarre that it made people forget the fear of seeing the corpses nearby. Many people on the street were winking and making faces at each other. Nothing made them happier than seeing these high-and-mighty martial arts figures get their comeuppance.
These martial arts figures were filled with shame and indignation.
Especially when they saw the Beggars' Sect's Clean Clothes Faction members rushing menacingly towards them from the street corner, this group felt as if the sky had fallen—
The Beggars' Sect is the largest intelligence agency in the martial arts world. If these beggars were to spread the word that I was scared out of my wits by a single copper coin all night, I would be finished in the martial arts world!
At this point, some people began to waver, wondering whether they should drop the copper coins and run away.
Just then, the window was opened again.
Wei Wu bent over, his hands braced against the window, and looked down at the martial arts practitioners below with a smile. Seeing that they were obediently balancing the copper coins on their heads, he nodded in satisfaction and said, "You guys are sensible."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked out a burst of energy from his fingertip, splitting it into eight, which rolled up the eight copper coins and slammed them onto the stone platform beside him with a "thud," where most of the coins disappeared into the stone.
"Get lost."
"By the way, please pass on a message to your owner: I've vouched for him."
The group of martial arts practitioners, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, fled in a panic.
Seeing this, Wei Wu shook his head. "The local martial arts people are so rude. I spared their lives, and they didn't even say thank you."
He glanced at the people on the street.
Seeing that the excitement was over, the thugs immediately shrank back and dispersed in small groups.
The elders of the Clean Clothes Faction and a few beggars from the street gathered together. After saying something, they gathered around the eight copper coins and tried their best to pull them off the stone platform. However, no matter how hard they tried, the coins remained firmly embedded in the stone platform.
The beggars were exhausted, their faces flushed, but their expressions were full of excitement. "Master!" "So amazing!" and other such words came one after another as they looked at Wei Wu with a mixture of respect and awe.
Wei Wu had already closed the window.
The beggars who witnessed this scene also turned extremely ugly.
Elder Peng, who was in charge, asked, "Are you sure Huang Rong is in that person's room?"
The two beggars nodded repeatedly, saying, "We're sure! We saw it with our own eyes yesterday—Huang Rong from the Huang Gang jumped into the room carrying her daughter!"
Elder Peng stroked his beard, his gloomy eyes filled with malice. "This person's skill is not to be underestimated; he is definitely not someone we can afford to provoke."
"What should we do then? If we fail to snatch Guo Fu, and Huang Rong settles her daughter before finding Old Master Qi, we'll all be dead!"
"What's the panic!" Elder Peng snapped, his gaze sweeping across the street. A smile suddenly broke through his grim expression. "Just because we can't handle that man doesn't mean Captain Meng can't!"
It was Meng Qi who arrived!
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