(Martial Arts Compilation + Murong Fu + Branching Out + Many Children Bring Happiness + Decisive Violence + Mindless)
Murong Fu transmigrates for twenty years; his young cousin gives birth to...
With a single, powerful strike, he cleaved Mount Hua in two, striking Bai Qing'er and forcing her to halt her movements.
Yes.
The sword flashed, still managing to cut off a strand of his bangs, nearly slicing off the flesh of his forehead.
Bai Qing'er was still shaken. She patted the surging waves and glared angrily at the person in front of her, who was none other than the senior brother of the Divine Sword Sect.
Surrender now, or die!
The young man raised his eyebrows, and the three-foot-long sword in his hand flashed with sword energy.
"Young Master Lin, am I beautiful?" Bai Qing'er asked coquettishly, giving him a flirtatious wink.
"Even on the verge of death, you still want to cause trouble!"
The youth swung his sword again, sweeping away thousands of soldiers!
The sword energy surged, slashing down at the waist.
The other youths joined in, unleashing sword energy from all directions.
Bai Qing'er dodged and weaved constantly, facing numerous perilous situations.
Because the attacks were so intense, she could only dodge and had no time to fight back.
Bai Qing'er secretly groaned.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
Under the moonlight, a long, long shadow was cast.
"Is this Senior Brother Hou? If you save me, I am willing to offer myself to you. I am still a virgin."
Bai Qing'er cried for help.
But the other party did not respond at all.
"Am I not beautiful?"
Bai Qing'er was furious.
"Such a withered flower, yet she dares to call herself a virgin!"
The members of the Divine Sword Sect laughed mockingly, while their attacks became even more relentless.
Sizzle—
Bai Qing'er's clothes were torn, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.
"Can you really bear to kill me like this? Wouldn't it be wonderful if I shared a bed and a pillow with you, and spent a wonderful night together?"
Bai Qing'er looked pitiful, while giving him flirtatious glances.
Two young men did indeed fall into a hallucinatory state.
But immediately, the senior disciple of the Divine Sword Sect shouted, "You audacious witch! How dare you spread such lies and mislead the public! I'll capture you!"
Murong Fu read it with great interest.
This woman's style of doing things is more like that of the Demonic Sect than her senior sister Wanwan; she will stop at nothing and use any means to achieve her goals.
Although the senior disciple of the Divine Sword Sect reacted quickly, he was ultimately a step too slow.
Bai Qing'er sneered and shot out two poisoned needles, which pierced the eyes of the two men.
"ah!!"
After screaming in unison, the two men collapsed to the ground.
"die!"
The senior disciple of the Divine Sword Sect was horrified. Two more of his junior brothers had died. He vowed to kill this woman!
Bai Qing'er chuckled, a smile playing on her lips.
Three identical figures appeared on the field at the same time, all extremely charming and captivating.
This is the Heavenly Demon Illusion Dance.
"Am I beautiful?"
The three Bai Qing'ers asked in a seductive tone at the same time.
Except for the eldest brother, who remained unaffected, the other youths all showed expressions of infatuation.
"Retreat quickly! Don't let the enchantress be bewitched!"
The eldest disciple shouted loudly, trying to wake his junior disciples.
But it didn't work.
He could only watch helplessly as the silver needles pierced the foreheads of his junior brothers, killing them all.
"ah!!!"
The eldest brother wept bitterly.
"Don't rush~ I'll soon send you to join your junior brothers~~"
Bai Qing'er stared at her senior brother with a smile, her tenderness almost overflowing.
"Witch! Die!"
The eldest brother angrily attacked, his sword energy becoming increasingly fierce, but also increasingly chaotic.
Bai Qing'er sneered. What prestigious sects, what upright gentlemen? As long as they show a sliver of skin, they'll all fall at her feet.
After a few moves...
Another poisoned needle pierced the senior brother's throat.
"Ugh..."
The eldest disciple shed black blood from the corner of his mouth and collapsed to the ground, dead.
But Bai Qing'er did not let her guard down, her eyes fixed on the treetops in the distance.
That figure is still there!
"Senior Brother Hou, I still stand by what I said before. As long as you are willing, I am willing to offer myself to you."
Bai Qing'er forced a sweet smile and winked charmingly.
The beauty under the moon is like a flower, like a blooming snow lotus.
"Although I am not Hou Xibai, since the young lady is willing to offer herself, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
Murong Fu's cold voice suddenly rang out.
Bai Qing'er was taken aback when she heard the unfamiliar voice, but she quickly regained her seductive charm. "Friend, I am still a virgin, please treat me with care."
Her voice was so sweet and charming that it made one's bones melt.
Suddenly.
Bai Qing'er was startled, because the person had already appeared in front of her.
"So fast!"
Such speed is completely beyond comprehension.
Then the next moment.
A pair of large hands rested on her soft waist.
Bai Qing'er froze instantly, her smile stiffening as well.
"I don't know... how to address a friend?"
Bai Qing'er glanced at Murong Fu's profile and asked softly.
Murong Fu pondered for a moment, then said, "Li Feiyu."
"So it's Senior Brother Li. Since Senior Brother Li wishes to be with me..."
Bai Qing'er wanted to say something more.
Murong Fu looked up and tapped her a few times, and immediately she could not make a sound, nor could she circulate her internal energy.
Then.
Murong Fu set up the tent on the spot.
Sizzle—
Bai Qing'er shed tears of regret.
Sixteen years of innocent life were handed over to a stranger in such an inexplicable way.
What Li Feiyu? That's clearly an alias!
She had never heard of Suizhou Jianghu.
It can be confirmed that there is no such person in the Jianghu of Tangzhou.
I woke up the next day.
There was no one around, only a secret manual.
"The Sunflower Manual?" Bai Qing'er flipped through the manual and sneered, "At least it has some conscience; it's not a freebie."