Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Bad luck!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, feeling that he was unlucky.

I came across something like this when I was out for a trip.

Sure enough, no matter where you go, there are too many women with this princess disease.

"What did you say?" The woman looked at Murong Fu in surprise.

Then he took Zhao Xian's hand and said coquettishly:

"Xianlang, this brat is talking about me."

"Do you care?"

The young master named Zhao Xian looked Murong Fu up and down and said arrogantly:

"Brother, please give me this seat."

"I promise you that the rest of your journey will be smooth."

Murong Fu smiled "haha".

He had seen so many scenes of pretending to slap people in the face that he was already a little numb.

A thought came to my mind.

He picked up a small bronze sword and stabbed Zhao Xian between the eyebrows.

Before the latter could react, his whole body was violently flew backwards.

A stream of blood suddenly fell and sprinkled on the ground.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

Even Lu Yao and Fang Qian did not expect that Murong Fu would kill someone.

Zhao Xian touched his forehead and looked at Murong Fu in disbelief:

"You...you miss me?"

Murong Fu replied: "Kill you? What's wrong with that?"

"I am..." Zhao Xian still wanted to reveal his identity.

Suddenly, he felt a strong momentum that made him breathless.

With a "pop" sound, he fell to his knees and said in surprise:

"Nascent Soul...you are a major cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage!"

Murong Fu smiled coldly.

He could feel that he was definitely not the only monk in the Nascent Soul stage present.

Doing this will give people a sense of arrogance.

If it were anyone else, Zhao Xian might just be given a simple warning.

However, Murong Fu decided to do the opposite.

Only in this way can he quickly become famous.

"Do you want to tell me that you are a descendant of the Zhao family?"

"Don't dare to kill you?"

Zhao Xian was scared to death at this time, but his father had told him.

When you go out, be low-key when meeting people.

Fame cannot be used for food.

Not to mention his small Zhao family, even the heirs of the royal family, if they are not careful, they will be stabbed with black knives.

At this time, a guard behind him came out and said respectfully to Murong Fu:

"Senior, can you let my young master go?"

Murong Fu looked at the man who had rescued Zhao Xian before and praised:

"Your reaction was easy and very smart!"

The guard said in fear: "I don't dare, the villain just reacted subconsciously."

Murong Fu said: "Take it with you and get out of here!"

"Don't let me, Murong Fu, see him on this ship in the future."

"understand?"

Zhao Xian nodded repeatedly and said "I understand" as if he was being pardoned.

He got up and left quickly, leaving behind a group of melon-eating people.

Lu Yao pulled Murong Fu over and said, "Fu Lang, you didn't really want to kill him just now, did you?"

"Haha." Murong Fu said: "Respect must be earned with fists."

"Killing one person to serve as a warning to others is also a method."

"But it will be very troublesome to kill people here." Lu Yao reminded in a low voice.

Murong Fu said "Oh" and didn't care.

His goal is to become famous all over the world.

No matter whether it is good or bad, it must be fast.

The two girls didn't know what Murong Fu was thinking, so after a few words of persuasion, they took Murong Fu back to his room.

I started doing what I love to do.

"Pa..." Zhao Xian returned to the room and slapped the charming woman next to him hard.

"Damn bitch!"

"It's all because of you that I will lose face if I return home."

"If Big Brother finds out, he will laugh to death."

The woman covered her face that was red from being slapped, cried sadly, and said, "I'm sorry, Xianlang, I didn't know either, he is in the Nascent Soul stage."

Zhao Xianleng hummed: "I don't know, I don't know, don't you know how to keep a low profile?"

The woman took Zhao Xian's hand and said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Will you change it in the future?"

Zhao Xian shook it hard, sat on the chair, and said: "This matter is impossible, let's forget it."

"I must take revenge on that guy named Murong Fu."

The woman advised: "Xianlang, let's forget it."

"There is no need to offend a Nascent Soul Stage person over such a trivial matter."

Zhao Xian glared at the woman fiercely and said:

"Don't forget, there are rules for inviting fights on this ship."

"I just need to invite a few guys from the Nascent Soul stage, wouldn't it be fine?"

The woman was stunned and said: "Nascent Soul Daxiu has a weird temper."

"If you attack them, you won't bring trouble to yourself, right?"

Zhao Xian took out three invitations from the space ring with satisfaction:

"This is the invitation letter to this year's Royal Secret Realm."

"I intercepted it secretly when I went out this time."

"It's just right. It can be used as a reward for those people's actions."

"The key is that when inviting a fight, it's very random."

"That guy named Murong Fu wouldn't have thought that I was the one who did it."

When the woman heard this, she lay on Zhao Xian's body like an octopus with eight claws, and praised:

"Xianlang is so amazing, he can come up with such a clever strategy."

"It's just...what's the use of this royal invitation card?"

Zhao Xian said with interest: "The royal secret realm is opened once every hundred years."

"There is rich spiritual energy inside, and there are countless spiritual plants."

"The key is that emperors of all dynasties will be buried in it and leave their legacy."

The woman was surprised: "Don't you think this is a great opportunity?"

Zhao Xian nodded: "That's right, masters regardless of whether they are at the Golden Core stage or at the Yuan Shen stage."

"No one wants to go in and have a look."

"As long as you get a little bit of it, your future will be limitless."

Charming Zi said excitedly: "Then why do you want to give it to others?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to go by yourself?"

Zhao Xian said with satisfaction: "As a big family in the imperial capital."

"We have other places available."

"Even without an invitation card, I can still go in."

The woman looked envious and asked in a low voice: "Xianlang, can you take someone in and take a look?"

Zhao Xian shook his head and said: "You haven't even reached the golden elixir stage."

"It would be dangerous to go in."

The woman was stunned and smiled bitterly to herself. After all, she was just a low-priced female cultivator.

What she does is actually similar to that of a prostitute among mortals.

Zhao Xian saw this and said: "Don't worry, I want to get the treasure, can I not give you a share?"

"You stay in the room, I'll be right back!"

The woman nodded reluctantly: "Xianlang, please remember to go early and come back early."

Zhao Xiandao: "Don't worry, there are just a few on this boat who are distinguished guests of my Zhao family."

"I asked them to take action. It's not a big problem."

With that said, Zhao Xian hurriedly walked out of the room. Walking towards the room of a Nascent Soul overhaul.

"C is medium?" He looked at the font size.

I couldn't help but frown, I really couldn't understand.

How could a Nascent Soul live in such a rubbish room?

After thinking for a moment, he knocked on the door of the room.

From time to time, a clear female voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Zhao Xian was stunned, thinking he had found the wrong room, and asked:

"May I ask Old Man Mogu, are you inside?"