Special medics in the city

Chapter 326 Murong Nameless
Huanhai, in a huge courtyard outside Murong Wu's family. Although this courtyard is not small, it is very dilapidated. Compared with the tall and magnificent building not far away, there is a huge gap, just like a royal palace and a slum.

A young man is practicing martial arts crazily in the courtyard. This man is slender, dignified, and upright. There seems to be a heavy sadness between his brows. His upper body is naked, and his muscles are criss-crossed. He is very beautiful and explosive. Covered with fine beads of sweat, he was frantically beating a huge tree stump, debris flying around, and his body was in the shape of a dragon and a tiger, full of power.

"Minger, let's take a break,"

At this time, a beautiful woman came out from the courtyard. She was dressed plainly, but she couldn't hide her dusty temperament. The vicissitudes of the years did not leave many traces on her face, but there was a trace of crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Out of her age, it means that she is no longer so old, but her charm is still there.

Seeing the young people in the courtyard sweating, I couldn't help feeling distressed on my kind face, took out a snow-white silk cloth and wiped it gently, my eyes were full of kindness and love.

"Mom, I'm not tired, I'm fine, you're not feeling well, go back to the house and rest," the young man stopped, took Sijuan, and said with a smile, with a very respectful attitude.

"Mom is always sick, it's okay, child, seeing you like this all day, mom feels very sad. You have suffered with mom all these years. If it wasn't for me—" the woman's eyes were sad, and she couldn't help the red circles up.

"Mom, I don't blame you. I'm doing well now. As long as we're together, everything else doesn't matter!" Hearing his mother's words, the young man looked a little solemn, and glanced at the huge building not far away. , There was a trace of anger in his eyes.

This young man is none other than Murong Wuming who is known as Little Wu King, a collateral blood relative of the Murong family, according to his seniority, Murong Wufen should be called Uncle Murong Wudi, but the past between his mother and Murong Wudi is unbearable.

In fact, Murong Wuming should have been the mistress of Murong Wujia, and Murong Wuming is also the eldest son of the Murong family, but due to various reasons, he became a collateral branch of the Murong family, was excluded, and lived in this dilapidated house. yard.

Although Murong Wuming is a collateral blood relative of the Murong family, he is well-known, affectionate and righteous, with a skill that is close to congenital Dzogchen. In the process of working for the Murong family all the year round, he has been hailed as the Little Wu King by the outside world.

Although his strength is worse than Murong Wuhui's, but in terms of character and martial ethics, Murong Wuhui's flattery can't match this person.

"Mom, your illness is not cured yet, don't stand outside, I will rest after practicing for a while," Murong Wuming gently helped his mother and said with concern, he knew that his mother was ill and could not catch the cold.

Huanhai is relatively cold here, which is extremely unfavorable for the mother's illness, and it has become more serious in recent years, and in this dilapidated courtyard, there is no heating, and there are air leaks everywhere, which is in dire straits. Murong Wuming, who has made great contributions to his family, lives in this kind of place.

"Well then, son, Mom doesn't want you to be famous, but just wants you to be safe and sound." Looking at her son's resolute face, the mother nodded impatiently, and then went back into the house.

I know my own illness. I have committed this illness since 15 years ago. I can’t go out, and I can’t help seeing the cold air.

So in these years, Murong Wuming's mother has never been out of the house, and she will only participate when there is an important meeting among the Zhong clan, but the past is just a foil, she has no right to speak at all, as long as she is not ridiculed, it will be fine. Therefore, these years, the life of mother and son has not been satisfactory.

Seeing his mother entering the room, Murong Wuming sighed deeply. He was in vain as Xiao Wu King, but it was a pity that even his mother's illness could not be cured. After seeing many famous doctors, they said it was rheumatism and cold, so he could only quietly Self-cultivation, looking at his mother's aging day by day, and his body getting weaker day by day, Murong Wuming felt very sad.

The exclusion from the family, the sarcasm from the cousins, although Murong Wuming is a member of the Murong family, Murong Wuming's status is very low, and he is only better than those servants and guards. Fortunately, Murong Wuming has a good character, so some The guards and servants treated him well, and they didn't make him feel worse because he was excluded by the family.

At this moment Murong Wuming was about to continue practicing kung fu, when the wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open, creaking, like an old man moaning, shaking in the wind.

A middle-aged man dressed gorgeously and in a mink fur coat appeared at the door. He was tall and slender, imposing and majestic, but his face was somewhat thin and his eyes were rather dark. The eldest son, with a gloomy face at the moment, strode over.

"Brother is here!"

Seeing the person coming, Murong Wuming frowned slightly, but he still stepped forward to pay respects. In terms of age, Murong Wuming was not as big as Murong Wuyuan. Although he was excluded by his family, especially this Murong Wuyuan, Murong Wuming didn't want to lose In order to be polite, he was worried that this person would embarrass him again, so Murong Wuming, who had a broad mind, came over to say hello.

"Oh, Wuming, you are so elegant, and you are still in the mood to practice, you know? Something big happened in the family," Murong Wuren's eyes flickered, looking at Murong Wuming, he said sadly.

"Is something serious going on? What big problem? Brother, it's okay to say, if you need help from younger brother, just ask," Murong Wuming said politely.

As a member of the Murong family, Murong Wuming's family values ​​are still very strong. He knew that this Murong Wuyuan came here. He must go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and he would not come here when invited. This time, he took the initiative to come here. , then there must be something, if not for assigning family tasks to himself.

"Well, it's like this, Wuhui came back, was seriously injured, and has become a useless person, it's really heartbreaking," Murong Wuyuan told what happened.

"What? Wugui was injured? Didn't he go to Ice Valley? What?"

Murong Wuming was shocked. To be honest, Murong Wuhui is not a good thing either. He and his elder brother Murong Wuyu bullied him since they were young, but this person is naturally smart, and he is not two years older than himself, but he has entered the congenital circle. The state of satisfaction, and after entering the world for many years, even reached the peak of Xiantian Dzogchen's satisfaction, and I only bought Xiantian Dzogchen with half a foot, which is far away.

It's no wonder that Murong Wuming was surprised. A person who can hurt Xiantian Dzogchen will only be like this unless the opponent's strength reaches the heavens, or is besieged by several Xiantian Dzogchen from the opponent. A useless person?
Seeing Murong Wugui didn't seem to be lying, Murong Wuming remained silent, the other party was too powerful to stand out, and besides, he didn't like Murong Wuhui either, the two brothers are both the heirs of the family, look The look in this Murong Wuyuan's eyes can be seen, it seems to be in grief, but there is no sorrow in the depths of the eyes, there is even a hint of excitement.

"Yuan'er is here, hurry up, sit in the room!" Hearing the movement, Murong Wuming's mother came out of the room, seeing Murong Wuyuan, she was slightly taken aback, but she came over and greeted him warmly.

"I won't sit down, Auntie, I'll leave after I say something to Wuming," Murong Wuyuan looked at the woman, and said politely for the first time, while wrapping up a mink coat. , he didn't care to take a look.

"Oh, that's it," the nameless mother stood there, a little at a loss for what to do. Although she was the aunt of this Murong Wuyuan, she couldn't understand this son's temperament very well. Played his own mind.

"Wu Ming, now that my father is away, I need to take care of all the important matters at home. Wu Hui has become like this, no matter what you say, he is also his elder brother."

"I understand what big brother means, don't worry, I'll clean up right away and go to see him," Murong Wuming said.

"Well, that's the best. After all, we are members of the same family, and we don't want to be divided. You have made a lot of contributions to the family over the years, and you have created the title of King Xiao Wu. It is not easy. Wait for father to come back. , I'll see if I can change you to a house with heating, it's too cold here!"

After hearing Murong Wuming's words, the timid joy in Murong Wuyuan's eyes flashed, and then he sighed.

"No need, thank you for your concern, brother, we are used to living here," Murong Wuming said indifferently.

"Well, I'll leave first, you can go over and have a look later, alas, this second brother, life is miserable," Murong Wuyuan forced out a tear, then turned around, left with a heavy heart, only But Murong Wuming didn't see the ferocious look in Murong Wuyuan's eyes after turning around, it was extremely cold and without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)