Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Xiao Longnu looked at Murong Fu who was so sincere, forgot to refuse, and said calmly:

"You can live here if you want."

"Okay." Murong Fu patted Yang Guo and said, "Please arrange a stone room for me."

"OK!"

Xiao Yang Guo took Murong Fu and said goodbye to Xiao Long Nu.

Came to another stone room.

The little guy said a little anxiously:

"Master, when will you teach me Kung Fu?"

Murong Fu thought for a while and said, "You are still young, so why not continue to practice [Quan Zhen Kung Fu]."

"When you lay a good foundation, I will teach you techniques as powerful as yours."

"Really!" Yang Guo said happily.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly: "I, the king, keep my word."

"How can I fool you, a little naughty boy?"

"Hey, my disciple, thank you master." Yang Guo bowed respectfully to Murong Fu.

After more than two years in [Quan Zhen Sect], he learned nothing else.

It’s etiquette. When you learn it, it’s called authentic:

"Master, please rest. I'll cook for you and Sister Long."

"Haha, let's go!" Murong Fu waved his hand and let him leave.

Yang Guo has lived alone since he was a child, and life and cooking are difficult for him.

However, it is a piece of cake.

He decided to perform well today and make a good meal for Murong Fu and Xiao Longnu.

I ran to the back mountain and caught a few pheasants.

Boil water and pluck hair cleanly.

Everything is ready, one steamed and one grilled.

Soon, the fat from the roasted chicken dripped into the fire and made a "sizzling" sound.

The fragrance immediately spreads in the back mountain.

Yang De proudly picked up a roast chicken, sniffed it and praised:

"Hey, my roast chicken is absolutely authentic."

"If the master eats it, he will definitely tell me about my filial piety and teach me some unique skills."

At this point, Yang Guo couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there is a little cook in this barren mountain."

At this moment, a man and two women came over.

Yang Guo looked up and found a scholar and two nuns.

Although the combination is a bit strange, the three of them are pretty good-looking.

The man is charming and charming, and the two female nuns also seem to be stunningly beautiful in the world.

"I think he must be a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect." The leading Taoist nun, who was wearing an apricot-yellow robe, said.

The Taoist nun following her said in confusion:

"Master, can Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect also eat meat?"

"Haha, I don't know about this as a teacher." The beautiful Taoist nun said with a smile.

Yang Guo listened to what the three people said, and the more he listened, the more unhappy he became.

He was almost treated like a monkey, and pointing at him was disgusting.

"Little guy, can you sell this roast chicken?" The scholar approached Yang Guo and asked.

"Don't buy it!" Yang Guo refused without hesitation.

"Oh?" The scholar smiled and said, "I'll give you ten taels of silver. What do you think?"

"No sale! No sale! No sale!"

"You can't understand people, or do you have an ear disease?" Yang Guo said rudely.

"Huh?" The scholar's face darkened, and he had a murderous intention.

When the beautiful Taoist nun saw this, she was curious:

"You can't eat so many chickens by yourself, why don't you sell one to us?"

"Ten taels of silver is enough for you to have a big meal at a restaurant outside."

"Hmph!" Yang Guo pointed to the roasted chicken and stewed chicken in front of him and said, "This is for my master."

"This is to replenish Sister Long's body."

"This is what I ate myself."

"Now you know, you don't have any share!"

The beautiful Taoist nun couldn't help but turn her eyes when she heard Yang Guo's words and asked:

"The Sister Long you are talking about is the little dragon girl from the [Tomb Sect] nearby?"

When Yang Guo heard that the other party could actually call out the three words "Little Dragon Girl", he suddenly became alert and asked:

"Who are you and how do you know Sister Long's name?"

"Haha!" The beautiful Taoist nun laughed proudly and said, "Of course I know her name."

"When Master named her, I was there."

"Then who are you?" Yang Guo immediately felt that the person in front of him seemed to be very familiar with his sister Long.

"I am her senior sister, my name is Li Mochou."

"How about you take me to see her now?" Li Mochou asked with a smile.

"Senior sister? Why haven't I heard Sister Long mention it?" Yang Guo asked puzzled.

"Haha, that means you're not very familiar with each other, plus Junior Sister's temperament."

"On weekdays, I can speak three to five sentences, which is already enough." Li Mochou said in a pretentious manner.

"Huh? It seems that you are really Sister Long's senior sister."

Yang Guo heard that Li Mochou understood Xiao Longnu so well.

I couldn't help but let my guard down.

"Haha, of course, it will be replaced if it's fake." Li Mochou said softly.

"Okay then, I'll take you back." After Yang Guo said that, he started to dress up the food.

Li Mochou saw this and shouted: "Ling Bo, please help this little brother."

"Uh, I understand!" Hong Lingbo looked at Li Mochou and quickly stepped forward to help.

But when she touched the chicken soup, she left some powder in it.

Li Mochou suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, you said the chicken soup is to replenish junior sister's health?"

"Is it possible that junior sister...is pregnant?"

"Pfft~" Yang Guo was amused by Li Mochou's words and quickly explained: "No."

"Sister Long is Qiu Chuji who was taught by Quanzhen. She just injured her right shoulder."

"Huh? How could she have a problem with the Quanzhen Sect?" Li Mochou was puzzled and followed her understanding.

Whether it’s Xiao Longnu or [Quan Zhen Sect].

They don't look like a master who would find trouble for the other party.

Could it be that there is some secret in this that she doesn't know about?

Could it be related to the internal strength of the [Ancient Tomb Sect]?

"Well, you should wait until you see Sister Long before talking about this." Yang Guo replied sheepishly.

Li Mochou nodded and asked no more questions.

When Xiao Longnu was injured, it was a good opportunity for her to steal the skills.

The steps under his feet were also a little faster.

The scholar quietly approached Yang Guo and asked, "Is the sister Long you are talking about as good-looking as his senior sister?"

Yang Guo looked at Li Mochou, nodded, shook his head, and said seriously:

"Their beauty is different."

The scholar couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. Li Mochou's beauty was rare in the world. Her junior sister's beauty was different from hers, so she must be stunning. He laughed and said, "As long as it's beautiful, it's good, it doesn't matter if it's different." What to do?"

Li Mochou joked: "Why, Xue Mingyu, you don't believe Pindao's words, do you think I can't lie to you?"

"Haha, no way, no way, I just felt itchy in my heart, so I asked about it." Xue Mingyu said with an apologetic smile.

Li Mochou rolled her eyes at the other party and asked again:

"By the way, kid, you said the roast chicken is for your master."

"I don't know who your master is from."

Yang Guo thought about it carefully, shook his head and said:

"My master has never said which sect he belongs to."

"But I know that he is a prince, such a powerful prince."

Hearing this, Xue Mingyu burst into laughter:

"Your Majesty?"

"As far as I know, the so-called princes are just showmen."

"I thought I could be arrogant if I knew how to punch a little bit."

"In the end, without exception, they are all useless."