Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Jian Twenty-three suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart, raised his head and said, "Actually, I am not from this world."

"I am a member of the Void Spirit Clan from the Fengyun World. I was framed by others and trapped in this [Spirit God Realm] for thousands of years."

"The world of wind and cloud..."..

Jian Twenty-san seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, his eyes looking into the distance, empty and empty.

After a long while, it gradually turned around and continued: "You also know that our Void Spirit clan has no entity and can only rely on these mists to exist."

"That's why I came up with the secret technique of seizing your body, catching your body and leaving here."

Murong Fu suddenly realized that all the doubts in his heart were solved at this moment.

He nodded silently, indicating for him to continue.

Jian Twenty-Three narrowed his eyes, paused, and continued: "I once remembered that in the world of wind and cloud, there is also a time and space tunnel."

"According to the clues left by the predecessors, I guess that there may be a path to the original world you mentioned."

"Perhaps you can give it a try..."

As it spoke, it did not forget to raise its head, using a pair of sneaky eyes to observe the expressions of the two people in front of it at all times.

After hearing what it said, Murong Fu's eyes flashed with light, and he was overjoyed.

After searching for so long, he finally found his way back, which was good news.

"The world of wind and cloud..." He muttered to himself, whispering in his mouth.

Luo Tianxi beside him seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said: "By the way, I have also heard of Fengyun World."

"There is a world parallel to the Great Ru Realm, filled with some strange races."

"Just like the Void Spirit Clan, the Ruogu Clan, and the Flower Clan, they are completely different from ours."

When Murong Fu heard this, he suddenly became interested and looked at Luo Tianxi: "How do you know this?"

The latter flipped his hair casually and slowly gave a bright smile: "Don't forget, I am the Demon Lord. Naturally, I have seen many ancient book fragments, and there are records in them."

Murong Fu nodded, silently remembering it in his heart, and his eyes fell on Jian Twenty-san.

A flash of determination and sternness flashed in his eyes: "I hope you didn't play tricks on me, otherwise..."

Jian Twenty-san was looked up and down by this look. Although he pretended to be calm on the face, in fact he was extremely panicked in his heart.

I don't know when, but the clothes behind it were wet with cold sweat.

In fact, the reason why it spoke of Fengyun World so easily was because of its own calculation.

However, now is not the time.

Jian Twenty-san showed a bit of urgency on his face, and he hurriedly expressed his true feelings: "I really didn't lie to you, everything I just said is true."

"I can rely on myself to feel the entrance to Fengyun World. My presence will definitely be of great help to you."

"As long as you can spare my life, I will do my best to help you find that time and space tunnel."

Murong Fu ignored it and turned to look at Luo Tianxi, his face full of tenderness: "I'll leave it to you, I have something else to do."

Luo Tianxi said "hmm", stood up on tiptoes and kissed Murong Fu on the lips, her face flushed with shyness.

"Don't worry, just leave it to me. I will take good care of it."

Murong Fu raised his hand and patted her shoulder, smiled fondly, and then left.

As soon as he left, Luo Tianxi showed an evil and terrifying smile to Jian Twenty-Three: "Old man, I just want to test my poison on you."

Jian Twenty-san was seriously injured at this moment, and the remaining poison in his body was not cleared, so he had no power to fight back.

He could only wait for Luo Tianxi to approach step by step like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

On the other side, Zhuge Qingyun and Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva were still waiting anxiously, looking at the valley from a distance, with worries on their faces.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi stood there, reciting scriptures silently, and began to pray for Murong Fu.

Although she was twisting the beads, she didn't feel at all calm in her heart. Her heart was completely focused on that man.

It seemed that every move he made, every breath he took, could trigger her emotional fluctuations.

"No, we can't wait any longer." She opened her eyes suddenly and planned to fly towards the foggy place.

Zhuge Qingyun on the side rushed up and stopped her: "No, he told us before he left that we two should not act rashly."

"Don't stop me. After such a long time, he..." Miaoyi Bodhisattva's tone became weaker and weaker, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger.

Zhuge Qingyun stood firmly in front of her. Although he was extremely anxious in his heart, he still kept in mind Murong Fu's instructions before leaving.

He comforted him softly: "You have to believe in him. With his ability, he will never be in danger."

"Besides, with the strength of you and me, if you go there rashly like this, I'm afraid that not only will you not be able to help him, but you might even hinder him."

"You can rest assured here, he will come back to us..."

Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva listened to his words, still feeling uneasy in her heart, and the beads in her hands turned faster and faster.

A flash of light flashed in her eyes, and she turned around slowly: "Okay, I understand, I will listen to him."

Seeing her compromise, Zhuge Qingyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and was about to relax.

His eyes suddenly went dark, and when he opened them again, he saw only a figure flashing past him.

And the figure of the Miaoyi female Bodhisattva also disappeared from the place.

He secretly said something bad and wanted to catch up in a hurry.

But when he turned around, he saw a figure walking in front of him, holding a little bald head in his arms.

Taking a closer look, who could it be if it wasn't Murong Fu?

His voice was still so cheerful: "I'm back."

Zhuge Qingyun nodded towards him, looked over his whole body with his eyes, and found that there were no injuries, and then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Fu discovered his intention and slowly smiled: "Tsk, you are questioning my strength!"

"Just come back, you really scared me to death." Zhuge Qingyun's face was full of shock.

But at this moment, the Miaoyi Bodhisattva in Murong Fu's arms was blushing, feeling the hand on her waist moving up and down restlessly.

"How do I remember that when I left, I said that I wanted you to go out and wait for me."

"Let me see, which disobedient child broke the precept?"

"Tell me, should you be punished..."

Murong Fu's thin lips were close to the ear of Bodhisattva Miaoyi, and his gentle breath breathed into her ear hole.

The tightly hugged Miaoyi Bodhisattva shivered uneasily.