After Being Dressed As a Scumbag, I Became a Heartthrob

Shuai Chang and Feng Yunlan returned to Wulin Zhuang and began to teach Fu Bo together. Shuai Chang was in charge of martial arts. Feng Yunlan only learned a little martial arts since he was a child. Wanting to be the leader of the martial arts alliance is similar to being an emperor, so he taught Fu Bo the emperor's mind skills he had learned.

Fu Bo has a family feud, no matter whether he learns martial arts or the emperor's mind, he is very hardworking, plus his talent is extraordinary, many things are familiar, but in two years, he has learned seven, seven, eight, eight, as long as A lot of practice, it is enough to integrate the knowledge and martial arts.

Fu Bo went out for a walk at the age of seventeen, and every time there was a chivalrous act of righteousness, the reputation of the rivers and lakes increased day by day.

Three years later, the martial arts conference will be held soon, and the martial arts will be in trouble again.

The treasure map of the former dynasty was stolen in the imperial study room of the palace, and the thief was killed by the imperial guards, but the treasure map disappeared. Rumor has it that the thieves have accomplices, and the treasure map is in the hands of Fu Qingya, the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Shuai Chang: "..." When people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky.

The first prize of this martial arts conference.

Shuai Chang told Fu Bo in the study: "You must get the first name." Otherwise, where would he get a treasure map for others?

"Yes, Master!" Fu Bo only felt that Master trusted him, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to become famous and practice martial arts harder every day.

Although Feng Yunlan is only five years older than Fu Bo, he really hurts Fu Bo as a junior. Seeing that he was so diligent that he forgot to eat and sleep, he called someone over and gave him a lesson: "It's okay to work hard, but you shouldn't be exhausted because of this, and the gains outweigh the losses."

"Sister-in-law..." Fu Bo looked like a child in front of Feng Yunlan, "My apprentice doesn't dare, please don't tell Master, okay?"

Feng Yunlan often acts coquettish at Shuai Chang, but this is the first time someone is coquettish, so she can't help laughing: "Who taught you?" There must be someone who can teach him to act like a spoiled child.

Fu Bo bowed his head slightly, a little embarrassed, "Her name is Murong Ling, she is the second young lady of Murong's family, she is very good in martial arts, I will go out with her in the arena, and she will also be in this martial arts conference. Come, I want to introduce her to you and Master."

Feng Yunlan smiled clearly: "It seems that she is not only good in martial arts, but also very beautiful."

Fu Bo blushed and said: "Not as much as Shi Niang. She is very cute and lively, I like it very much."

Fu Bo raised his head and looked at Feng Yunlan, his eyes were bright, as if a fire was burning inside.

"Sister, I must win the first place in this martial arts competition. Can you and Master help me propose marriage to the Murong family?"

Feng Yunlan responded: "Of course you can. Since it's for love, then the mistress won't bother you with your efforts. Practice hard, you can definitely do it."

Feng Yunlan was lying on the bed at night and told Shuai Chang about this, and after that, she lay on top of Shuai Chang and stared at him.

Shuai Chang patted his **** and said, "Are you showing off to me? Fu Bo never talks much in front of me, but talks to you."

Feng Yunlan was very proud: "That's because you are too serious. A teacher like me is very gentle."

"Gentle?" Shuai Chang's face was different, "You are getting tighter and tighter, and you almost cut me off last night."

Feng Yunlan's love flower poison was suppressed by the love guzzling, and it changed from an attack as long as a man touched it to a monthly attack. Greasy, firm like a child.

"Husband, you are becoming more and more open-mouthed. What cut you off, obviously you are too big to break me." After speaking, Feng Yunlan stretched out his hand and gestured at Shuai Chang. of stoutness.

This ratio is one night, the next day Feng Yunlan was bedridden, and Fu Bo came to visit very worried.

Feng Yunlan's face was pale, and she was lying on the bed wearing smear clothes, revealing her clavicle.

"Miss, are you all right? Why can't you get up?" Fu Bai asked with concern.

"...It's okay, my wife hasn't practiced martial arts for a long time. Yesterday, she accidentally twisted her waist. It'll be fine after two days." I can't tell my good disciple that I can't get up due to kidney deficiency.

Fu Bo was relieved then, and walked back three steps.

Fu Bo was slaughtered at the age of ten. He hadn’t enjoyed his parents’ love for five years. Shuai Chang and Feng Yunlan gave him all the love and love. He was so worried about Feng Yunlan's injury.

So Shuaichang returned to the room after finishing the affairs, and Feng Yunlan sighed with him again: "Fu Bai is really a good boy."

"How?"

"I heard that I was injured, and I was very worried. She insisted on feeding me medicine. This child cares about love and righteousness, and he did not hurt him in vain."

Shuai Chang approached with a wicked smile, "Then did you tell him why you were injured?"

Feng Yunlan blushed, "I said I twisted my waist while practicing martial arts."

"Hahahahahaha." What a baby.

On the eighth day of the eighth month, the martial arts conference is coming.

At this time, the scorching heat has passed away, and it is the time when the autumn is cool and the white dew frost is born.

The competition adopts the two-in-one mode, as long as you lose a game, you will be eliminated immediately.

The ten stands of the martial arts hall were filled with people. The contestants sat in the first three rows, and the spectators and their relatives and friends sat in the back five rows.

In the first round, 852 people entered 426 people, and there were ten martial arts platforms, each of which had three highly respected martial arts masters as judges. The winners will be judged by the judges who will advance.

More than 800 people can finish the test within two days.

Everyone received the number plate according to the order of registration, the first place and the 852nd place competed on the No. 1 platform, and the second place and the 851st place competed on the No. 2 platform. And so on.

Fu Bo is the name that Shuai Chang helped him sign up for. First, he went directly to the stage to compete with the 852nd place. Fu Bo was neat and had almost no extra moves. His opponent learned skills. If you are not good, you will soon be defeated and folded your fists to admit defeat.

Feng Yunlan loudly applauded Fu Bo, and the palms of her hands were red when they clapped.

Shuai Chang held it distressedly, "No more pictures."

Shuai Chang and Feng Yunlan, as the leader of the Wulin alliance and the wife of the leader of the alliance, are of course sitting in the stands with the highest view and the best view, and their every move has attracted much attention.

Shuai Chang's actions made people feel numb, and some people even compared Feng Yunlan to a witch who brought disaster to the country and the people, saying that she would sooner or later lead the martial arts leader into the evil way.

After winning, Fu Bo went to the registrar to get a new card. Because he was the first to win, the number of the number card remained the same as one.

After receiving the number plate, Fu Bo walked over to Shuai Chang and Feng Yunlan, his eyes lighted, his joy and anger were indistinguishable.

Feng Yunlan asked him to stand on his side. Fu Bo, seeing that Shuaichang did not object, walked over and stood beside Feng Yunlan.

Feng Yunlan asked, "When will the second lady of the Murong family start the competition?"

Fu Bo glanced at Shuai Chang quickly, and then said, "Her number is 400, so she should have a test tomorrow morning."

"I'm really looking forward to it." Feng Yunlan said.

Fu Bo tried hard not to make himself blush, "My wife will definitely like her."

Feng Yunlan teased him: "Your master doesn't like it anymore?"

Fu Bo was not fooled: "Master only likes the wife."

Feng Yunlan nodded shyly: "That's right."

"..." Fu Bo had nothing to say.

The first day of the game went smoothly, and there was no situation that could not be judged within a stick of incense.

The second day was still a good day.

Feng Yunlan took Fu Bo with him and waited for him to identify Murongling to himself.

"Sister, Linger is on stage, on Channel 5."

After hearing this, Shuai Chang involuntarily turned his eyes to the fifth stage, Murong Ling was very recognizable, wearing a white robe and holding a long sword. A pair of almond eyes are big, bright, and very smart.

The chest is a little smaller, and the ups and downs are almost invisible.

Murong Ling's swordsmanship is elegant and agile, and highly ornamental. In other words, it is not very lethal. After Murong Ling and his opponent fought for half a column of incense, the winner was finally decided, and Murong Ling was slightly better.

Fu Bo was very happy, he won the competition without showing his emotions like this, "Master, Master, can I invite Linger to have dinner together at noon?"

Feng Yunlan smiled and nodded, "Of course there is no problem."

Although Shuai Chang has an elegant face, for some reason Fu Bo is very nervous in front of him.

Shuai Chang didn't speak at the moment, Fu Bo's face was flushed with nervousness, Feng Yunlan couldn't bear to look at it and said to Fu Bo: "Master is the master for your master."

Fu Bo held back the loss in his heart and smiled: "Thank you, Mistress."

Shuai Chang was thinking about a problem just now, but he didn't pay attention to what Fu Bo said. He only heard him thanking Feng Yunlan, and asked, "What kind of mistress are you thanking?"

Feng Yunlan then said: "I should thank you master, your master trusts your vision, husband, am I right?"

Fu Bo relaxed.

When the four hundred and twenty-six groups of competitions were completed, Fu Bo went to Murongling, and Feng Yunlan asked, "What did you think just now? Fu Bo didn't know what to say to you?"

"I'm thinking about breasts," Shuai Chang looked up and saw Feng Yunlan's surprised expression and quickly explained: "I'm not thinking about breasts! I'm thinking about why Murong Ling doesn't have breasts." His swordsmanship is not soft at all, but rather ethereal and free and easy.