Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Xue Lingqi revealed a pair of eyes, full of viciousness.

Behind her, Wan Yiyi was slightly in a trance, looking at Murong Fu and others leaving in front, and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she spoke softly: "Mom, let's go too, there are still important things to do."

Xue Lingqi then retracted his gaze and held up the black veil on his face.

As soon as her fingers touched her skin, a stream of yellow water mixed with a fishy smell spurted out.

Wan Yiyi hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe it, but was suddenly thrown aside by Xue Lingqi.

The yellow liquid fell to the ground along the veil, making a "sizzling" sound.

Just in the blink of an eye, the originally green land under her feet became completely bare.

All the plants were corroded in an instant, with not even a scrap left.

Wan Yiyi was a little surprised, but she still swallowed her doubts and comforted her: "Mom, don't be upset, the injury on your face is not serious, just take a good rest."

Xue Lingqi stood there, looking at her with a particularly strange look, and his words were even colder: "My good daughter, why don't you let me experience it too?"

As she spoke, she pulled off the veil from her face, her eyes were scarlet and her face was full of jealousy.

Wan Yiyi was suddenly startled and took half a step back involuntarily. Her charming and fair face was now filled with panic.

Xue Lingqi looked at her appearance, raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, mother was just joking, look at how scared you are."

At this time, Wan Yiyi broke out in cold sweat on her back, but she still forced a smile: "Mom, it's getting late, let's go first."

Xue Lingqi cleaned the pus on the veil and walked towards the depths of the mist with Wan Yiyi.

On the other side, Murong Fu and his party, guided by the invitation, had already seen the gate of [Qizhen Pavilion].

The four of them arrived not too early, and there were already some people here, starting to look around.

Without exception, everyone's face was filled with shock and admiration.

Zhuge Qingyun stepped forward quickly, looking surprised and excited.

This was the first time he had seen the true face of the legendary [Qizhen Pavilion], and it really lived up to its reputation.

From a distance, the four-story building came into view.

The purple-red paint shines brightly under the sunlight, making it look particularly magnificent.

The gold-plated signboard in the center adds a finishing touch to the building.

There was golden light shining in the red light, and three characters with flying dragons and phoenixes: Zhenbao Pavilion

Murong Fu couldn't help but be shocked by such exquisite architecture and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

It seems that the person behind this [Jinbao Pavilion] must be an extraordinary person.

To be able to make such a resounding name among this aristocratic family and sects, this person is either rich or noble.

Zhuge Qingyun was like a countryman entering the city, looking around and touching, even provoking dogs passing by.

Fang Zisheng and Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva quietly took half a step back, trying to draw a clear line with him.

"Brother Murong, come and see, the scenery here is so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Zhuge Qingyun walked along the other side of [Qizhen Pavilion], and the scene in front of him instantly froze him on the spot.

Murong Fu walked slowly over and saw a green field.

This [Qizhen Pavilion] is worthy of its reputation. Not only is its architectural style unique, but the surrounding scenery is also unique.

Murong Fu turned around and looked over at the landscape.

The mountains are misty, the river flows lightly, and the clear water is covered with phosphorescence of fish.

The bamboo forest in the distance is rustling, and the breeze blows, causing the birds in the forest to chirp.

Next to the waterside pavilion, small and exquisite pavilions are placed one after another, and the quiet and beautiful decorative gauze curtains gently flutter in the wind.

The gauze curtain hangs low, creating a hazy atmosphere, and the surrounding stone walls are all covered with brocade, giving people a hazy beauty.

Especially the carved dragon built on the corridor, with its scales and claws dancing and its whiskers flying, as if it would come to life in the next moment and fly away in the sky.

Such scenery has never been seen anywhere else.

There is no need for blooming flowers, let alone precious vegetation.

Everything is so ordinary, but it feels quite colorful.

Murong Fu took a deep breath. At that moment, he felt that every pore in his body was open, giving him a refreshing and relaxed feeling.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi was also intoxicated and couldn't extricate herself for a while. She slowly fiddled with the beads in her hands, and unexpectedly realized something different about Buddhism.

While everyone was admiring the scene, two men in red and white clothes came up from behind the four people, with tall and handsome figures.

Their eyes fell on the four of them, and they nodded slightly and bowed: "Are you invited to participate in the auction of [Qiuzhen Pavilion]?"

Murong Fu came back to his senses. He still had some unfinished thoughts and his eyes fell on the two people in front of him.

I saw that their appearance was handsome, and they were definitely ordinary people at first glance.

On their chests, there is a wooden sign with the unique pattern of [Qizhen Pavilion] printed on it. There is also a small sachet hanging on their waist, exuding a faint fragrance.

Murong Fu nodded, handed over the invitation card in his hand, and said softly: "Exactly."

One of them opened the gilded invitation, and then his eyes changed slightly: "It turns out to be Mr. Murong. Please forgive us for not taking good care of him. We hope you can forgive us."

"The auction will start at Shen Shi. Those of you who have come from afar can follow me to the wing over there to have a rest."

"I wonder what you think?"

His tone was calm, with a hint of awe, and his every move showed everyone's style.

Murong said that he couldn't help but sigh again, the boss behind [Qizhen Pavilion] is really a powerful character.

"Brother Murong, why don't we go and take a rest first? Anyway, there is still some time before the auction." Zhuge Qingyun rubbed his sore arms and said.

After hearing this, Murong Fu looked at the two people again: "Then I'll trouble you two."

"this way please."

Under their leadership, the four people walked through the long corridor not far away and went around to the backyard of [Qizhen Pavilion].

"Oh my god, I really didn't expect that this backyard is so unique!"

"This is the best Nansi bamboo. I heard that each one is priceless."

"and this……"

Zhuge Qingyun and Fang Zisheng never stopped exclaiming from the moment they stepped into the courtyard.

Everything is full of surprise.

The two people who led the way took them to a quiet and far-reaching small courtyard, and then spoke again: "Everyone, please."

"If you have any needs, you can ring the silver bell above the door."