Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Gu Yuluo couldn't help but took a dozen steps back, then looked at his steps again.

She raised her head, her eyes widened, and she looked at Murong Fu with disbelief.

You, how on earth did you do that? She endured the burning pain in her shoulder and asked.

Opposite me, Murong Fu smiled like a spring breeze and raised his eyebrows at her: What do you think?

Gu Yuluo shook her head. Although she still had doubts in her heart, the facts were right in front of her and she had to believe it.

The person in front of him was so terrifying.

After just one glance, she was able to completely replicate her unique skills.

Moreover, although his strength was the same as hers, the spiritual energy he unleashed was far greater than hers.

How could she be a match for such a person?

Gu Yuluo originally wanted to say something more, but after hesitating for a moment, he cupped his fists and said, I lose this time, farewell!

Before Murong Fu could say anything, she flew away without any hesitation.

It comes like a gust of wind, and goes like a gust of wind...

Murong Fu raised his eyes and looked over. Gu Yuluo's figure had disappeared in mid-air, and no trace could be seen.

He didn't know what he thought of, so he chuckled in a low voice, and then continued to look for Zhuge Qingyun.

Murong Fu walked along this road for a long time and came to the vicinity of [Luoying Cave].

This place is the place in the Canglan Sword Sect that is extremely full of spiritual energy. Zhuge Qingyun runs here whenever he has something to do.

He looked over and saw Zhuge Qingyun as expected.

I saw a lonely figure sitting under the waterfall not far away.

Zhuge Qingyun, dressed in white, was completely wet from the splashing water.

His black hair was also tightly attached to his cheeks, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Murong Fu walked behind him and was about to touch his body when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He quickly retracted his hand and looked carefully at the person meditating in front of him.

At this time, Zhuge Qingyun was very different from before. His face was pale and there was no trace of blood at all.

He held his hand in front of his chest, and a light blue halo was faintly emitting from all over his body, and spiritual energy continued to swim around his body.

However, the spiritual energy seemed to be a little out of control, flying freely around his body and rushing straight into his meridians.

Suddenly, Zhuge Qingyun didn't know what happened and shouted, and the surrounding spiritual energy became even more chaotic.

Murong Fu was startled, this was a sign that he would become possessed.

Just as he was about to step forward to check, the person in front of him suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell backwards uncontrollably.

Murong Fu didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly stepped forward to steady his body, and sat cross-legged behind him.

Immediately, he supported Zhuge Qingyun with one hand, and used the other hand to penetrate into his body bit by bit with subtle spiritual energy.

Zhuge Qingyun struggled uncontrollably at first, then groaned, and followed the guidance of the spiritual energy to slowly calm down the turmoil in his body.

I don't know how long it took, but Murong Fu felt a little exhausted and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart: Duan Duan has a brain, but he also has a love brain.

Being rejected by the little girl made him look like he couldn't afford to live.

While Murong Fu guided his spiritual energy for him, he scolded him in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and the sun quickly set in the west mountain, leaving only a trace of afterglow shining on the water of the waterfall.

The sparkling waves are really beautiful.

But at this moment, neither of them was in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and they were all sweating profusely.

It wasn't until the moon rose above the willow branches that Murong Fu let out a breath of turbid air.

Finally done!

Beside him, Zhuge Qingyun also slowly opened his eyes, with bottomless despair in his eyes.

He faced Murong Fu with a smile that was even uglier than crying: Thanks to you, otherwise I would really have to see the Lord of Hell!

Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him, and it was obvious that he was holding back the sadness in his heart.

He said with an unhappy expression: How long has it been and you are still in the mood to joke with me?

Tell me, how did you end up like this?

If I hadn't found you in time today, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been reincarnated so many times!

Murong Fu looked at him, scolding him as if he hated the iron.

He couldn't imagine that if he had been entangled with Gu Yuluo for a while longer, Zhuge Qingyun would have...

Stop talking about me, I didn't mean it. Zhuge Qingyun's face fell and he muttered softly.

For the first time since he was a child, he found someone he liked, but he was severely rejected.

It would be a lie to say that I am not sad.

Even though he was usually carefree, his heart was extremely sensitive and delicate, and the words of Guan Ju and Guan Zhi kept echoing in his mind.

He originally thought of finding a place to calm down, but he didn't expect that something like this would go wrong.

Looking back now, Zhuge Qingyun was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

This place is sparsely populated, and ordinary people cannot come in easily.

If he really went crazy, he would have to rely on himself to fend for himself.

Murong Fu couldn't see his decadent look and threw him a jar of wine: Tell me, what do you think?

Zhuge Qingyun subconsciously took it, his reaction was a little slow, then he opened the seal of the wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Ah! Good wine! He wiped the dripping wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

Then, his voice was lonely and low: What else can I do? I have already rejected her righteously, so how can I continue to pester you.

Are you willing? Murong Fu naturally saw his disguise and exposed it without mercy.

If he didn't talk about this matter, it would definitely become a demon in his mind and a gap that could not be crossed in the future.

Zhuge Qingyun shook his head subconsciously, and then nodded: If you love her so much that you blame her, forget about whether you want to let her go or not. That is a cliff with no way out...

Murong Fu looked at his melancholy look and rolled his eyes again, pretending.

I obviously like this little girl to death, but I still pretend to be broad-minded and let her go as soon as I say.

Love is a word that doesn't know its origin or whereabouts. It's easier said than done.

Ask what love is in the world, and it only teaches you how to make love between life and death.

Love is more tragic than not loving...

Zhuge Qingyun continued his long speech, which made Murong Fu wish he could slap him into the waterfall.

If you love it, just love it, if you don’t love it, don’t love it, just do it!

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him on the back: Shut up!

Zhuge Qingyun was immersed in his own love when he was suddenly startled and looked at him pitifully.

I'm like this, and you still hit me!