Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Wuxiang Bodhisattva was startled and wanted to push Murong Fu away.

However, after pushing a few times, he couldn't push the opponent.

"Wuxiang don't struggle anymore, you will be Murong Fu's woman for the rest of your life." Murong Fu tore open Wu Xiang Bodhisattva's white gauze garment.

Reveal the other person's graceful body.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. His current favorability reaches seventy and he has obtained a favorability card."...

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability reaches seventy-one."

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability reaches seventy-two."

…

What is a favor card? Murong Fu didn't have time to care.

In short, he couldn't help thinking about the Bodhisattva Xiangwuxiang.

Caressing her delicate body, wanting to melt the other person.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva's mind sank, knowing that from now on he would no longer be Murong Fu's opponent, he responded with resignation:

"Old enemy, please slow down, I can still hold on for another year."

One year?

Murong Fu laughed "haha".

"Are you afraid you won't be able to bear it?"

Wuxiang Bodhisattva's wonderful eyes moved and captured his soul. Murong Fu rolled his eyes and said:

"My [Girls' Wu Xiang Dafa] is a dual cultivation method."

"As long as you can hold on, there will be no problem with me."

"Okay, one year at a time, I will let you see how powerful I am." Murong Fu thought for a moment and laughed, then merged with Wuxiang Bodhisattva.

From time to time, waves of shy "嘤咛" sounds came from my ears.

After several times, Murong Fu discovered that one should not underestimate the opponent's [Girls' Wuxiang Dafa].

This technique is so evil that it attracts his Yuan Yang.

Smiling slightly, he activated the [Nine Lights Divine Dragon Skill].

It's empty at midnight.

Bashiba looked at the couple below and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, bad fate, bad fate."

"But fortunately, Murong Fu is very lucky and will definitely achieve great things in the future. Lian Jue will not be at a disadvantage if she follows him."

After saying this, he turned around and walked away without stopping for a moment.

A few days later.

On an unknown hillside, Bailianjue, also known as Wuxiang Bodhisattva, was lying in Murong Fu's arms.

The two looked at the sun in the sky and counted the days in the spiritual world.

Murong Fu asked strangely: "Didn't you say a hundred days?"

"I think it's only thirty days at most? Jue'er, do you need to learn arithmetic again?"

Bai Lianjue's face turned red with embarrassment and she pinched Murong Fu's waist hard. Displeased:

"Who knew you would become so powerful now."

"I also learned that weird technique."

"Even my [Girls' Wuxiang Dafa] can't resist a few blows."

Murong Fu suddenly turned over, suppressed Bai Lianjue again, and said:

"Hey, just because the spiritual world is not working, it doesn't mean that reality is not working."

"So, we'll give you a chance to prove yourself."

Bai Lianjue was shocked and quickly begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please let me go. This is the only piece of clothing I brought with me."

"It doesn't matter. When we return to the camp in a while, I will send someone to buy you seven or eight sets for you to wear." Murong Fu started to do it unceremoniously.

Bai Lianjue knew that she could not resist Murong Fu. Once the "Girl's Wuxiang Dafa" was broken by a man.

From now on, I will only love the other person wholeheartedly.

No matter what the other party's request is, she will find a way to fulfill it.

"Okay, don't make trouble, I'll do it myself."

Murong Fu laughed "haha", and then he remembered that Ba Shi Ba didn't know where he had gone.

"Where is your master?"

"He should go and join the magician."

Magician?

Murong Fu was surprised: "Are you talking about Pang Ban?"

"Yes, that's him!" Bai Lianjue nodded.

Murong Fu asked in confusion: "Why did Ba Shiba and Pang Ban come to the capital of Song Dynasty?"

Bai Lianjue was silent for a while and said: "The two of them are here to deal with a eunuch!"

"Eunuch?" Murong Fu said as he opened Bai Lianjue's red lips.

He gave the other party a look, and from time to time his body felt hot, and he felt an icy cooling sensation.

"Hmm~ There is a supreme master in the capital of Song Dynasty. Back then he fought against the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian for 300 rounds without losing."

Murong Fu was even more shocked when he heard this.

then?

How many years is it?

Moreover, a eunuch who can confront the evil emperor Xiang Yutian.

This was the first time he heard about it and he asked curiously:

"Then what technique did he use?"

Bai Lianjue paused and said: "Well~ I only know that the movement technique is weird, as misty as smoke, and everything in the world can be turned into a weapon."

"And those who are injured by his palm will have a sunflower appear on the injured area, and they will definitely die in seven days!"

Murong Fu suddenly realized, if he hadn't guessed wrong.

This eunuch is most likely the creator of the Sunflower Book.

No wonder he can fight against the evil emperor Xiang Yutian.

I'm afraid his strength is no longer inferior to that of the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple.

…

Inside the capital of Song Dynasty.

Among the rich and powerful, there was an extremely majestic figure. He looked like he was only about thirty years old, and his appearance was almost evil.

Her skin was crystal clear and shone with a dazzling sheen, and her long, shiny black hair was parted in the middle, hanging down on both sides of her shoulders that were much broader than the average person.

The bridge of his nose is high and upright, and his eyes are as bright as lightning, hiding an almost evil charm.

Just one look and I'm sure I'll never forget it for the rest of my life. With the man in fine clothes and his bearing, he sat quietly at a table in the middle of the venue drinking.

He held up his wine glass and looked at the people walking around in the street. He seemed to enjoy it after taking a sip.

"Huh? Sir, how do you like to drink?" The waiter couldn't help but say something when he came to the man's side.

The man in fine clothes was curious and said, "How come you have seen other people who like to drink like this?"

"Yeah, I've seen you before. He's my prince." The waiter said proudly.

"Who is your prince?" the man in rich clothes asked.

"My prince is still the most popular hero in the Song Dynasty, Murong Fu." The waiter said loudly, fearing that the guests around him wouldn't hear.

The Huadu man shook his head and said, "Murong Fu, I heard my subordinates mention it once."

"Just a junior, not worth mentioning."

When the waiter saw the man in fine clothes opening his mouth to come, he said unhappily:

"Nonsense. How can my prince be your junior? Sir, please don't talk nonsense. Your life may be in danger."

Little did he know how much trouble he would bring to Murong Fu just because of his few words.

The man in fine clothes frowned slightly, exuding a murderous aura, just as he was about to deal with this little thing without eyes.

A Buddha's call came to my ears: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that the magician arrived one step ahead of the old monk."

"Rare, rare."