Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Murong Fu felt the tremendous pressure from above the sword glow.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his true qi burst out from his dantian, and his whole body burned with purple flames.

The scorching temperature instantly evaporated the surrounding water.

Hua mistakenly saw this scene, her brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and she felt a faint sense of crisis in her heart.

"Haha, it's good to come!" Murong Fu stepped back half a step with his right foot, clenched the big stick with his right hand, and injected his whole body's infuriating energy into the Heavenly Secret Stick.

Just when Daomang was three feet away from him, his body suddenly rushed.

A stick stabbed out.

"Boom~"

The huge power paired together, causing the ground to tremble and smoke billowing.

Almost the entire city of Gusu was moved, and the people thought it was an earthquake.

As the thick smoke rose into the air, a black shadow quickly flew out of it.

A closer look is exactly the wrong flower!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Like a mad cow that lost his heart, he fell to the ground and broke several giant trees three feet tall before he stopped.

Immediately spit out a mouthful of old blood!

He looked at Murong Fu in the smoke in disbelief.

"How... possible, you are so strong."

"It's just the power of a dragon, there's nothing to make a fuss about." Murong Fu flicked his stick to disperse the thick smoke in the sky, and dragged the Tianji stick to Huacuo slowly.

Hua Cuo felt that his internal organs, as well as the bones of his whole body, were almost all shattered. Looking at Murong Fu who was coming slowly, he exhaled heavily:

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"Really?" Murong Fu replied expressionlessly.

"If I had known you were so powerful, I wouldn't come to you. I'd better kill a few people first." Hua Cuo said indifferently.

Murong Fu shook his head: "Tell me who they are, if I meet them in the future, maybe I'll take care of them for you."

"Jiang Duanxian, the chief deacon of the Ministry of Punishment." Hua Cuo said.

Murong Fu nodded: "Don't worry, if he dares to provoke me, he will die!"

"you…"

Huacuo was speechless for a while, what kind of cooking is this, but before he said all of his words, his neck crooked and died in the moment.

"Hey, the power of my stick is too great, and most people can't bear it. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a comparable opponent in the future."

Murong Fu shook his head, he wanted to smash his head to vent his anger, but he died so quickly, he turned his head and shouted:

"Come out."

Jiang Zian, Bao Bu and the others seemed to have been waiting for a long time. They came out and stood on one side and bowed to congratulate: "Congratulations to the son (Master) for killing the enemy."

"Bring the knife back to Mrs. Yinmeng, pick a good place to bury the body." Murong Fu dragged the Tianji stick slowly towards Gusu City.

You have to ask him why he likes to drag sticks.

There is no other word for him - handsome!

In front of the old house, before Murong Fu could step in, Wang Yuyan brought Azhu and Abi to greet him, and asked gently, "I'm back, cousin."

Murong Fu raised his head and looked up, a hint of warmth was inevitably born in his heart.

A man is working hard outside, and all he wants when he comes home is this peace.

It's nice to have a cousin!

"came back."

"Cousin, I have ordered someone to boil hot water for you, you can take a good bath later." Wang Yuyan took Murong Fu's hand and walked into the mansion.

"Haha, after a battle, my whole body was covered in ashes." Murong Fu smiled proudly.

"Master, you are the most powerful. Madam said that you will definitely win." Abi said happily while standing aside.

Murong Fu nodded: "This is natural."

The women brought Murong Fu back into the house, and a full set of horses and chickens came in for a shower and massage, making him shout for comfort.

Outside the city, Bao Different and Jiang Zian stared at Hua Cuo's corpse, speechless for a long time in shock.

"The master's strength has reached to what extent, and all the bones of his body are shattered."

"If you cooperate with Star Shift, there will be no one in the Grandmaster's territory who will be your son's opponent."

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes shining brightly.

The twenty-seven-year-old Grandmaster is still the first.

I'm afraid, no one can believe it!

"I'll take his saber back to Madam Yinmeng first." Jiang Zian said.

"Well, let's go." Bao different nodded: "I'm going to find the drunkard Lai Wenjun, and choose a good place to bury him, so that he can choose a good family in the next life."

"Haha, let's go together!"

"Come along, haha!"

…

Inside Murong's old house.

Jiang Zian came to Huajing Yinmeng's courtyard and said respectfully, "Mrs Yinmeng, the master asked me to bring you something."

"come in."

After a long time, Hua Jing opened the door in a dream and walked to the courtyard. When he saw the treasured sword in Jiang Zian's hand, his heart suddenly became clear.

"Madam, the master asked me to give you this knife." Jiang Zian handed the wrong knife to the other party.

Hua Jing took a deep breath in a dream, took the knife in his hand and gently touched the blade.

Seeing this, Jiang Zian quietly stood aside without making a sound.

After a long time, Hua Jing Yinmeng handed the treasured knife back to Jiang Zian: "Help me bury this knife with him."

"As ordered!"

Jiang Zian had no unnecessary nonsense, picked up the knife and left.

Hua Jing looked at the back of the other party leaving in a dream, and sighed heavily before returning to the room to rest.

At night, she was alone, looking at the stars in the sky.

Thinking of the old days, my heart is a little melancholy.

Suddenly, a big hand was placed on her shoulder.

"I'm still sad, I don't even eat."

Hua Jing Yinmeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and pulled the owner of the big hand closer to him.

"Well, a little bit."

Murong Fu said: "I'm sorry, I was too nervous at the time, I couldn't keep it."

Hua Jing shook her head in a dream and hugged Murong Fu's body tightly:

"When he came to kill you, he was ready to be killed, and since I am your woman now, I naturally hope you will win."

Murong Fu smiled, hugged Hua Jing Yin Meng's body, and said:

"I asked the servants to stew some bird's nests for you. You can eat as much as you want. Otherwise, you will follow me with your name and strength to worship your ancestors tomorrow."

Hua Jing was stunned by the dream and asked, "Don't you blame me for being sad about his death?"

"Haha, of course it's not surprising. If you don't shed a single tear, that's a very scary thing." Murong Fu replied calmly.

Besides, how could he care about a dead man?

Hua Jing was very happy and moved because of her dream, and hugged Murong Fu quietly.

After a long time, I said two words: "Thank you."

"Hehe, you and I are husband and wife, so of course you don't have to be polite."

Murong Fu hooked his fingers not far away, and the servant brought a bowl of bird's nest: "Good, eat."

Hua Jing nodded because of the dream, did not refuse, opened her mouth, and said coquettishly:

"Ah~"

"feed me."

While ahhh, she still didn't forget to stick out her little tongue.

Murong Fu shook his head, holding the bird's nest spoonful and feeding Hua Jing Yinmeng, sighing:

"This year has gone by so fast, I hope the next year will be even better."