Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Jian Twenty-san was confused, completely confused.

Now it only feels that its head is dizzy, and there seem to be countless black shadows spinning in front of its eyes.

Luo Tianxi's voice echoed in its ears, like a needle piercing its chest.

It really doesn’t understand where it went wrong and where it failed?

"Twenty-three Swords, cleverness leads to mistakes. Today is the truth I entrust to you." Murong Fu looked at it coldly, his tone without any warmth.

Jian Twenty-san struggled, like a headless fly, scurrying around in the spiritual world, trying to find a way out.

However, its dream eventually came to nothing.

No matter how hard he tried and tried his best, he could not find a way to leave.

Murong Fu and Luo Tianxi just stared at its appearance and smiled at each other.

Another long while passed before Jian Twenty-san finally calmed down, his eyes full of despair.

Its old face was full of dullness and dullness, and its voice was hoarse: "Let me out quickly!"

"Haha, are you drinking too much?"

Luo Tianxi sneered and continued to taunt: "If you enter my territory and don't let you shed a layer of skin, it seems that I, the devil, have not fulfilled my duty as a landlord."

After she said that, she flashed, and several thin golden threads flew out of her hands, heading straight for Jian Twenty-Three.

In an instant, Jian Twenty-san's limbs were tightly bound by the [Demon Locking Thread], making it impossible for him to break free.

As it twisted its body fiercely, the [Demon Locking Thread] became tighter and tighter, as if it was embedded in its flesh.

Luo Tianxi walked up to it step by step, and slowly scratched its face with her long nails, leaving a purple mark.

When that white hand was retracted, Jian Twenty-Three let out a tragic cry. ..

The area on the face that had been touched actually began to billow with thick smoke, making a "sizzling" sound.

The next moment, the skin on its old face began to fall off piece by piece, turning into blood mud to nourish the piranha.

"How's it going? My new knowledge of poison skills is pretty good, isn't it." Luo Tianxi raised his eyebrows at Murong Fu, looking like he was begging for praise.

The latter slowly smiled, stretched out his hand to rub her long black hair, and said softly: "Not bad, I have the style of your husband."

The two looked at each other with affectionate eyes, sparks of ambiguity and warmth bursting out in the air.

The moment they hugged each other, Jian Twenty-san's shrill voice came out again: "Murong Fu, I will never let you go!"

"Shut up!" Luo Tianxi responded with a big blow, hitting the face whose facial features could no longer be seen clearly.

"If you dare to push me any further, I will definitely use all your flesh and blood as fertilizer!"

Murong Fu took Luo Tianxi in his arms and kissed her gently on the lips, then raised his head and looked forward.

He said coldly: "Sword Twenty-Three, I'm afraid your wishful thinking may have come to nothing."

"Now that you fall into my hands, it's not a loss for you."

"Don't worry, I will give you a complete corpse..."

Listening to these words, Jian Twenty-san's original arrogance seemed to have been poured out by a basin of cold water.

It hunched its body, lowered its head and kept muttering: "No, I will not lose."

"How could you, a bunch of low-class people, kill me!"

"impossible!"

It roared and roared, as if it was unwilling and resentful in its heart.

Murong Fu looked at it with cold eyes, without any emotion in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh.

Then, he threw Sword Twenty-Three into the swamp not far away.

The foul-smelling mud sealed Jian Twenty-san's mouth, which also restored the purity of the spiritual world.

This swamp is a poison refining place created by Luo Tianxi in the spiritual world when he has nothing to do.

All the poisons inside are mixed together, and even a strong person like Jian Twenty-san cannot survive here for three days.

He whistled at Jian Twenty-Three who was struggling desperately in the swamp: "Old man, enjoy your last time!"

"Woo! Uh-huh..." Jian Twenty-san kept raising his head, as if he wanted to say something.

But Murong Fu didn't give him that chance and just watched coldly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm and soft breath blowing into his ears one after another.

He couldn't help but feel his throat tightening, and turned his head to look behind him.

I saw that Luo Tianxi, who was originally dressed in red, was now only lightly covered with a layer of gauze. Her snow-white skin looked particularly delicate against the dark red.

Luo Tianxi's small hands, like a water snake, slowly climbed up Murong Fu's waist and began to move around in front of and behind him.

Murong Fu was already itchy inside as he was being teased like this by her, and there was a faint feeling of warmth in his lower abdomen.

"Woman, you are playing with fire." His voice was hoarse and seductive.

Luo Tianxi gave him a provocative look, as if to say: I just play with fire, what can you do to me?

Before she could move any further, her vision suddenly went dark, and the world began to spin for a while.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw those white and powerful eight-pack abs and Xiao Fu's head raised high.

Luo Tianxi curled up the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and took a bite of the hard chest. Wherever the tip of his tongue passed, it was numb and warm...

"You bite me?" Murong Fu's eyes became darker and darker, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

"Are you agreeing?"

Luo Tianxi smiled evilly, and her red lips continued to move downward...

In the distance, Jian Twenty-three has been trapped in the swamp, and at this moment, he is furious.

Damn it!

I am here struggling to survive, and you are actually exchanging the true meaning of life over there!

However, no one can hear its inner voice, and only its charming and clear voice remains in the air.

After the two of them had been enjoying themselves for a while, they hugged each other tightly and lay in the spiritual world, looking up at the stars above.

Murong Fu seemed to have remembered something. He looked at Luo Tianxi in his arms and said, "By the way, now that [Soni Vajra Beast] has been killed by me, I have obtained its heart."

"How about I help you recover your physical body first? Then..."

Before Murong Fu could finish speaking, Luo Tianxi's face suddenly became serious, and she slowly shook her head: "No, it still can't."

"Why?" Murong Fu couldn't help but be a little confused and tilted his head in confusion.

"Although with the help of these external objects, without enough nourishment of demonic energy, I still cannot restore my physical body."

Murong Fu's eyes flashed with clarity, and he stretched out his hand to touch her white and smooth shoulders.

The voice was deep and powerful: "Don't worry, leave everything to me."