Murong Fu did not linger with the girl and left quickly.

The girl looked at the token in her hand, caught in a dilemma.

“Little sister, let’s go up Qingyun Mountain together. Although this Murong Fu has a bad reputation, he is still a core disciple of the Qingyun Sect. I think he wouldn’t deceive us,” the burly man said.

"But didn't you say he was a womanizer?" the girl asked, conflicted.

"I heard that Qingyun Sect has seven main peaks. As long as we don't go to the one that belongs to him, there shouldn't be a big problem!" the burly man said hesitantly.

"good!"

...

Murong Fu smiled slightly. Could the person he had set his sights on possibly run away?

After strolling around the square, Murong Fu came to the street, where most of the shops belonged to various sects and sold high-end goods at high prices.

"Master, wait for me."

A lively and adorable little girl with yellow hair, dressed in green, and wearing a bun hairstyle, trotted up to her owner.

Its owner was dressed in red, with a pretty face, pigtails, a magic jade pendant on her wrist, and a storage bag hanging from her waist. It was clear at a glance that she was a young lady from a prestigious family.

This woman was none other than Tang Xuejian.

The little girl behind her was Hua Ying, a little demon she had accidentally subdued.

Murong Fu glanced at Tang Xuejian, somewhat surprised, and greeted her, "Miss Tang, what a coincidence."

"Oh, it's you."

Tang Xuejian was also surprised. Pointing at Murong Fu, she asked with a mischievous look, "What's your name again? Murong something something?"

"Murong Fu".

"Yes! Murong Fu!"

Tang Xuejian smiled broadly, as if she was happy because she had teased Murong Fu.

Then, she glanced at Zhao Ling'er and the Mo family mother and daughter, "I don't remember them being among your Daoist partners, right? Are these new Daoist partners?"

Before Murong Fu could answer, she patted his chest and said with a grin, "Just kidding, you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind." Murong Fu shook his head with a smile. "I'm planning to propose marriage to your grandfather, did you know that?"

"ah???"

Tang Xuejian was stunned.

She wasn't sure if her grandfather would agree to Murong Fu's marriage proposal.

Although Murong Fu had many Daoist partners, his noble status led many to rush to offer him Daoist partners.

Murong Fu patted Tang Xuejian's chest and laughed, "I was just joking, you don't mind, do you?"

Tang Xue's expression turned strange upon seeing the attack on her chest.

This guy's serious!

A cheeky-looking boy walked out of the shop, grinning, and said, "Hey, who's this guy? Is he your friend?"

"Don't talk, I don't have time for you."

Tang Xuejian's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Calling someone a "pig" might be acceptable in private, but it was very embarrassing to do it in front of Murong Fu!

The boy clicked his tongue and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry? It can't be that serious, can it? We've been through thick and thin together, can't you even take a joke?"

After making a few complaints,

The young man looked at Murong Fu: "Brother, may I ask your guidance?"

Murong Fu smiled faintly and clasped his hands in greeting: "My name is Murong Fu. May I ask your name, young brother?"

The young man said with a hint of pride, "I am Jing Tian, ​​the manager of Yong'an Pawnshop."

suddenly.

The demonic sword on Murong Fu's back trembled.

Longkui emerged from the demonic sword.

"Brother! You're my brother!"

Longkui was very excited and looked at Jingtian.

"A ghost!"

Jing Tian was startled and instinctively hid behind Tang Xuejian.

Tang Xuejian rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "What's all the fuss about? It's a sword spirit!"

"Sword Spirit?" Jing Tian was taken aback.

"It's the spirit of the magical artifact!"

Tang Xuejian explained.

Hua Ying skipped and hopped, saying, "Is it the same as Hua Ying? Hua Ying is a flower that transforms into a human form, while this sister is a flying sword that transforms into a human form."

"Oh, it's a sword spirit. You scared me."

Jing Tian patted his chest dramatically and chuckled.

However.

Longkui's eyes turned red as she stared at Jingtian.

"Brother...don't you remember Longkui?"

"What brother? I've never even seen you before."

Jing Tian waved his hand and said.

Upon hearing this, Longkui's tears fell like a broken kite string.

Jing Tian was stunned, and for some reason, he felt a pang of heartache.

At this moment, Murong Fu embraced Long Kui, wiped away her tears, and gently comforted her: "Your brother perished thousands of years ago. The current Jing Tian is just his reincarnation, and he has been reincarnated countless times."

"What do you mean?" Jing Tian was confused, scratching his head as he asked, "What reincarnation? What cycle of rebirth?"

"Caiya, are you stupid? Young Master Murong has already made it very clear that you are the reincarnation of this little girl's brother."

Tang Xuejian couldn't help but mutter curses.

"Ah, this..."

Jing Tian was somewhat at a loss.

Murong Fu said, "Young friend Jingtian, your past life was extraordinary. If you are interested, then go and cultivate. When you become an immortal, everything will become clear."

"Huh? Become an immortal?"

Jing Tian was stunned again. Was this something a normal cultivator would say?

Who wouldn't want to become an immortal? The key question is, is it something that can be done so easily?

“Young Master Murong, you overestimate this Caiya. He can’t even beat a zombie, and he’s been infected with zombie poison. His teeth are zombie teeth.”

Tang Xuejian immediately said.

"Don't talk nonsense, you pig! Who can't beat a zombie?" Jing Tian jumped up and down, hurriedly explaining.

"Hehe—" Murong Fu chuckled, "A person must have dreams, otherwise what's the difference between them and a salted fish?"

"Well said!"

Hua Ying jumped up and waved her pink fist.

"No, Huaying, why are you interrupting?"

Tang Xuejian's lips twitched slightly.

"I'm sorry, Master..."

Hua Ying gave an embarrassed smile.