The villain, the Son, frantically attacked them in order to survive

Such a powerful genius was cultivated by himself in advance.

Cultivating a character and seeing the satisfying pleasure of her growth put Lu Mu in a very good mood.

"Stop talking nonsense, you dirty bastard will give me a punch!"

Murong Xue's fist has arrived.

But Lu Mu didn't change his face, with him as the center, a more powerful torrent of true energy swirled, and a faint black flame emerged. Lu Mu just stood there, but Murong Xue's jade fist hadn't touched him yet. Was blown away by the innate weather field.

"Well!"

Murong Xue let out a muffled snort, and staggered back a dozen steps. The scorching blood energy fluctuations all over her body were easily dissipated by Lu Mu, and his true energy even had the tendency to invade the meridians in her body!

She operated the exercises, and her dantian seemed to be a melting pot, and the lava-like blood energy pulsed along the meridian, forcing all the remnants of Lu Mu's true energy out of her body.

This process is naturally accompanied by pain. She is still a mortal body, without Dao roots, and can't develop her own true energy. One can imagine how fragile Baimai is.

But after gaining strength, Murong Xue didn't take this bit of pain seriously anymore.

"The fist just now has a good momentum, but there is no trick. It seems that you need to practice more for that exercise."

With a satisfied expression on his face, Lu Mu waved to Murong Xue.

"Come again, let me see how many catties you weigh now."

"you!"

His reaction aroused the anger in Murong Xue's heart.

The burning blood in her eyes became thicker, and the blood in her body was churning like a sea tide.

Murong Xue rushed towards Lu Mu again, even faster, a layer of blood-colored scales shone on her fist, shining brightly, exuding a cold aura.

"Kill you stinky man!"

Murong Xue yelled softly, waved her jade hands, and the shadows of fists overlapped.

Although she tried her best, the blood mist around her body almost solidified and boiled, but she couldn't break Lu Mu's defense.

Lu Mu has reached the innate palace realm. Although he does not have the innate Taoist body, his dragon and phoenix aura is integrated into the palace wheel, and the combination of heavenly luck and personal cultivation has already caused him to undergo the most basic rebirth.

This is a golden finger ability that becomes stronger in the later stage.

Of course, compared with the protagonist's system, it still seems too younger.

But when it comes to Murong Xue, he just hits with his eyes closed.

Lu Mu just raised his hand lightly, and the bloody fists that were dense like a rainstorm were shattered by the manic and invisible true energy.

Then he directly grabbed Murong Xue's white and smooth arm, and pulled her into his arms.

"You let me go!"

Murong Xue struggled.

But at this moment, she found that she couldn't mobilize her blood.

Lu Mu used her true energy to seal off all her veins, and completely imprisoned the blood energy in her body. No matter how hard she struggled with luck, it was useless.

"What a bad slave girl."

Lu Mu held Murong Xue in his arms, sniffed the faint fragrance from her head, and drew a playful smile on his lips.

"Let go of me, or I'll kill you!"

Murong Xue couldn't get away, so she threatened Lu Mu viciously, but the puppy bared its teeth at the tiger, it would only make people laugh.

Lu Mu laughed loudly, he stretched out a finger, and flicked on Murong Xue's forehead.

Surprised, Murong Xue stared at Lu Mu with widened eyes.

"You are still more likable than you were before. That 'Master' call made my heart itch."

Lu Mu smiled charmingly, pinched Murong Xue's delicate chin, and forced her to lift her cheek.

"What? Are you starting to regret giving me those two treasures?"

"Do you regret it? Kneel down and beg me if you regret it."

Murong Xue raised her haughty chin, as if recalling the conversations she overheard a few days ago, she gained confidence for some reason, thinking that Lu Mu would not do anything to her.

Her tone also began to become increasingly arrogant.

Obviously half a month ago, she didn't have the guts to talk to Lu Mu like this.

"I, Son of Asura, have never regretted doing things."

"However, for you who are disobedient, I still have a very good way to punish you."

Lu Mu picked up Murong Xue, ignored her continuous pounding of her powder fists, and slowly returned to the hut, and then the door closed...

"Lie down on my lap."

"You, what are you doing?"

"Be good, or I'll call the disciples from Shura Palace over, or do you like being watched?"

"Woooo...you pervert..."

Section 10#First volume After becoming a villain...: Chapter [-]: The site of sword repair

There are seven factions in the general world.

This only represents the seven world-renowned sects with the strongest influence in Xuantian Realm.

The characteristics of these sects are that they have many disciples, profound background, and a wide range of influence. Usually, each sect occupies a fertile spiritual land hundreds of thousands of miles away. He and the aristocratic family all rely on the breath of the big faction to survive.

"Wanjianqianshan", ranked third among the seven schools in the general world, is such a sword repair school with great influence.

This sect is located in the "Sword Burial Mountain Range". It is said that thousands of years ago, sword cultivators dominated this world. A great battle between sword repairers made the extremely huge group of sword repairers no longer dominate the world as brilliantly after ten thousand years.

The sword burial mountain range is a burial place left by seven sword masters who proved their way and asked the ancients to kill each other.

There are thousands of mountains stretching endlessly, criss-crossing, countless sword mounds in the thousands of mountains, all of which are the traces left by the famous venerable swordsmen from ancient times. , so let this sword burial mountain be full of dangers.

If you accidentally step into it, countless fishy sword qi will strangle the weak and weak people into scum, and there will be no corpses.

Perhaps it is because there is sword energy here, which can stimulate monks to break through faster, so the Sword Burial Mountain Range has always been open to the outside world, and monks from all walks of life are welcome to come and experience it. Of course, whether they can benefit from it or just die out depends on their own fortune.

……

A huge spiritual boat sailed into the Sword Burial Mountain Range.

Lu Mu looked at the endless mountains and high forests below, with a thoughtful look on his brows, and he cast his eyes on Murong Xue who was sitting beside him.

This little white hair doesn't seem to have seen much of the big world, and the scenery of the sword burial mountain range is quite unreal. Although she tried her best not to let Lu Mu see that she was able to leave the Shura Palace, which made her very happy, but the little girl's emotions , where can I hide it?

Of course, when she was lured onto this spirit boat by Lu Mu, half-threatening and half-baiting, her mood was extremely depressed, like a wilted eggplant.

"How is it? You were reluctant before, but now you are comfortable?"

Lu Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hmph, I just don't want to be in your disgusting yard."

Murong Xue stubbornly raised her head.

"Tough mouth."

Lu Mu flicked Murong Xue's snowy forehead lightly, causing her to pout.

"You are fierce when you are disobedient, but you are as cute as a kitten when you are obedient."

"You molested me like this, I will keep it in my heart, and when the time comes, I will definitely repay you double!"

Murong Xue bit her rosy mouth, stared at Lu Mu fiercely and said.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Lu Mu smiled softly, and reached out to touch Murong Xue's round and lovely ears.

His palm was very hot, Murong Xue felt the scalding temperature coming from his fingertips, and her heart trembled slightly.

She subconsciously dodged to the side, her pretty face flushed, and she glared at Lu Mu angrily.

"However, you'd better behave yourself now, otherwise, you won't be able to escape punishment."

Lu Mu smiled frivolously.

Murong Xue immediately put her hands on her hips, blushing and moved away from him, as if she didn't want to have any closer contact with Lu Mu.

Lu Mu shook his head and sighed.

This white-haired and red-eyed person is really hard to coax.

"Why did you come to Thousand Swords and Thousand Mountains?"

Murong Xue suddenly changed the subject.

"The Lu family arranged a marriage for me. The other party is the disciple of the sword master Wan Jian Qianshan, 'Snow Sword Immortal'."

Although Murongxue was locked up by Lu Mu in a small dark room for two years and worked day and night, but before that, she could hear a lot of names of geniuses in the market.

Of course, she also knows about this Snow Sword Immortal. She was born with an ice demon body, and her parents are both sword cultivators. When she was eight years old, she was valued by the number one sword master of "Thousand Swords and Thousand Mountains", and she became the only disciple under her sect. one.

Before she was bought by Lu Mu, she had heard a lot about Snow Sword Immortal.

It is said that she has a cold temper, but hates evil like a vengeance. At the age of 14, she achieved the innate realm, and then went down the mountain one by one, looking for evil cultivators everywhere, and punished countless villains. Therefore, in this Xuantian Realm, she can be regarded as a famous chivalrous woman .

"Such an upright and strange woman, gave it to you as your fiancée? How shameless!"

Murong Xue was like a wild cat with its hair blown, her words were full of dissatisfaction, as if she was complaining about that Snow Sword Immortal whom she had never met.

Lu Mu rolled his eyes.

You think I am happy?

If one is not handled well, he may not even be able to get out of the Sword Burial Mountain Range.

Everyone in the world knows that there are only a handful of sword cultivators in "Thousand Swords and Thousand Mountains" who can reason.

In this sword burial mountain range, apart from the sword intent, it is the murderous aura, which will not disappear for ten thousand years. If you stay here for a long time, you may not know what your mind will become, but this is the price. If you want strength, you have to bear risks.

The spirit boat crossed the mountains and finally landed on the highest peak of the Sword Burial Mountain Range.

This mountain range is surrounded by greenery and shrouded in clouds and mist. There seems to be a spiritual light falling from the sky, covering this peak, isolating the evil spirit of the battlefield that can be seen everywhere in the mountain range.

Lu Mu got off the spirit boat, and Murong Xue wanted to follow behind him, but he stopped him.

"You are here, don't move around, I will go back as soon as I go."

"...I know you don't have such good intentions, so you just want to tie me by the side, lest I run away when you are not in Shura Palace."

Murong Xue muttered, then gave Lu Mu a look of unwillingness, stomped her feet, and sat back on the spirit boat.

Seeing Murong Xue's unhappy expression, Lu Mu couldn't help but smile.

He was not worried about Murong Xue running away, but more worried that Chu Yuan would come to make trouble when he was not in Shura Palace.

After finally gaining some favorability, if he ruined all my hard work, wouldn't it be cracked?

Standing on the spirit boat, Murong Xue followed Lu Mu's disappearing figure with her eyes, her eyes gradually became confused, her jade feet twirled, as if hesitating.

"For the first time, I don't hate your request in my heart."

"What has changed in you?"

Murong Xue murmured.

She knew that Lu Mu had to pull her out because he felt that it was not safe for him to stay alone in Shura Palace. After all, not everyone in Shura Palace liked to be the follower and lick the dog of the Son of Shura.

For example, the Grand Elder's grandson, Chu Yuan.

But how could Lu Mu have such thoughts in the past?Even when she almost couldn't sleep due to the deprivation of too much energy and blood, Lu Mu never looked at her outside the bed.

It has been like this for two years.

There are too many doubts in her heart.

"Forget it, anyway, he won't do anything to me now...isn't it?"

Murong Xue seemed to feel relieved, then she stepped off the spirit boat and walked in the opposite direction to Lu Mu.

Stay on board?