Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Everyone turned around in response, all looking confused.

Liu Miao looked at Murong Fu and asked, "What else can I do?"

I saw Murong Fu slowly walking up to the crowd and handing the [Glass Orb] into the hands of Liu Miao and Liu Sen.

"Murong Fu, what are you..."

Both of them were a little shocked. Looking at the sparkling orb in their hands, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

Murong Fu gave the two of them a look and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid you may encounter people from the Xuling tribe on the way. I will hand over the [Glaze Orb] to you, which will be an extra layer of protection."

Liu Rui looked at Miaoyi Bodhisattva and said softly: "Then what should you do?"

The female Bodhisattva Miao Yi slightly raised her lips and gave her a reassuring look: "Don't worry, the Void Spirit Clan won't dare to provoke us two."

"With this thing, you can see through everything in the world and tell whether the people around you are humans or ghosts..."

"The most important thing is that you must be together at all times and never act alone..."

"Outside, various sects stand scattered. But here, we must work together and advance together to retreat together, so that we can leave [Spiritual God Realm] safely."

After listening to his words, everyone nodded in agreement and looked at him with respect and admiration.

I don’t know since when, Murong Fu has become the leader of these people, and everyone believes in him wholeheartedly.

And those who have no evil intentions can only suffer the consequences and live and die on their own.

Murong Fu explained a few words to them again and again, and then he followed the direction of the cigarette with confidence.

Along the way, the two of them crossed mountains and rivers, crossed vast grasslands, and overcame thorns and thorns.

"Thanks to you, we were able to go so smoothly." Murong Fu looked at the people walking side by side with him, his voice was gentle and magnetic.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi turned to him, looked back with a smile, and said softly: "I think even without me, you have your own way, right?"

She raised her eyebrows. She was no longer as silent as she was at the beginning, but instead looked more like a little woman.

Murong Fu laughed loudly, and his handsome face fell into the eyes of Miaoyi Bodhisattva, as if covered with a smooth veil.

"As expected of you, you are really smart!"

"It seems that I can hide it from everyone, but I can't hide it from you!"

As he spoke, he released the [One-Horned Demon Tiger].

"Haha, Master, you finally remembered me!" As soon as the [One-Horned Demon Tiger] came out, it stuck to Murong Fu's body in a sticky manner.

As soon as he stretched out his big, greasy tongue and wanted to lick around, Murong Fu stopped him with a shudder on his head.

He stretched out his hand and touched the smooth and shiny hair of [One-Horned Demon Tiger]: "Smell it quickly, where is the smell of your favorite dried meat?"

Speaking of this small dried meat, it was a big bag given to him by Qin Yi before leaving.

Thinking back, when this guy was seriously injured and he was recuperating in the spiritual spring of the eldest prince's mansion, Qin Yi worshiped him like an ancestor.

All kinds of delicious and delicious exotic spiritual fruits were fed into its mouth like running water.

Among them, this small dried meat is made with [Ling Yin Guo], it tastes extremely delicious, and the [One-Horned Devil Tiger] is fascinated by it.

"Oh, Master, you're wasting my little meat again! Also, I'm a [One-Horned Demonic Tiger], not a dog!"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up! If you say one more word, I will feed all your little jerky to the dog!"

The female Bodhisattva Miaoyi on the side looked at the huge creature that suddenly appeared in front of her. She was so shocked that it took a long time before she came back to her senses.

"You, this is it?" Her eyes looked back and forth between one person and one tiger with some doubts.

Murong Fu smiled softly and explained towards it: "This is the spiritual beast [One-horned Demon Tiger] that I collected."

Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva couldn't help but feel admiration: "Donor Murong is really different from others. Even the spiritual beasts he collected are so extraordinary."

It just doesn't look very smart.

She silently added a sentence in her mind, but did not say it out loud.

While the two people were chatting, the [One-Horned Demon Tiger] was waving its black nose, lying on the ground and starting to sniff around.

Sure enough, the tiger's nose worked better than the dog's, and it didn't take long to find the direction.

"Master, over here!" It said with a bit of pride in its tone, and looked over triumphantly.

Murong Fu looked at the distance over there and saw a series of steep and tall mountains, shrouded in layers of mist.

The [One-Horned Devil Tiger] looked like it was begging for praise, and slipped its big furry head into Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu was not stingy and touched it twice encouragingly: "Well done."

Bodhisattva Miaoyi looked at it with some surprise, and she had some doubts in her heart: Do tigers have the same sense of smell as dogs?

Before she could think about it, she just felt her feet were empty, and her whole body was picked up by a force, and she fell into a gentle embrace.

Just when she was about to struggle, she heard a deep magnetic voice coming from her ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take you to fly on a tiger."

Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva's face suddenly turned red, her head buried deeply in Murong Fu's chest, unwilling to lift it up again.

Murong Fu looked at the cute and shy look of the person in his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little playful in his heart.

"Miaoyi, why is your face so hot? Are you sick?"

"I didn't!" A muffled voice came from his arms, with a coquettish tone.

Murong Fu didn't do what she wanted, so he dragged her up from his arms, and the two of them looked directly at each other.

"Then why don't you dare to look at me? Otherwise, you look up at me. I don't believe that your eyes are empty..."

Under Murong Fu's continuous teasing, Miao Yi Bodhisattva's face was as rosy as the clouds at dusk, and her whole body was filled with the charm of a little woman.

"You! Disgusting!"

"Little Bodhisattva, you have to be responsible for me. You can't put on the cassock and not recognize others. Don't forget that it was you in the beginning..."

"Oh, stop talking!" M..

The two people exchanged words and pitied the [One-Horned Devil Tiger], a lonely tiger who had to carry this little lover on his back.

"Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, the owner married a wife, and forgot about the tiger..."

[One-horned Demon Tiger] howled at the top of his lungs, releasing his dissatisfaction, envy and jealousy.

On its back, Murong Fu had already coaxed the Bodhisattva Miaoyi into a happy mood. Suddenly, when he was disturbed by it, the Bodhisattva Miaoyi shyly got into his arms again.

"Shut up, if you say one more word, I will eat your waist and feed it to the dogs!" Murong Fu said coldly.

Immediately, the [One-Horned Demon Tiger] was so frightened that he acted as a mount for the two of them without any complaints, not daring to say another word.

Its kidneys are precious and cannot be picked off. It has not yet passed on to the next generation!

But now it can only turn its grief and anger into strength, flapping its wings and roaring forward.