That night.

Dasheng Pass.

Lujiazhuang.

Murong Fu was dressed in the robes of a top scholar, tall and slender, with a handsome face and meticulous manners.

Guo Fu, adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, stood gracefully with bright eyes and white teeth, and smiled charmingly.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Bowing to the parents twice!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

"The ceremony is complete! Proceed to the bridal chamber!"

Witnessed by the guests, the newlyweds supported each other as they entered the bridal chamber.

Neither Murong Fu nor Guo Fu expected the wedding to come so soon.

However, it was also a pleasant surprise; getting Guo Fu pregnant sooner would allow them to receive the system rewards sooner.

Azi and Zhao Min served as her personal maids in the bridal chamber.

"Young master, madam, it's time to drink the nuptial wine."

Azi brought over two cups of Daughter's Red wine.

Zhao Min held the candlestick, her face filled with despair.

"My wife~"

"My husband~"

After Murong Fu and Guo Fu finished drinking the nuptial wine, the main event was about to begin.

...

...

The spring night is fleeting, and the sun rises high; from then on, the emperor no longer holds morning court.

The next morning, Murong Fu glanced at the three sleeping women and felt a deep sense of understanding.

It went on until noon.

Murong Fu and Guo Fu went to serve tea and pay their respects to Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

As someone with experience, Huang Rong subtly reminded her, "Fu'er, you need to be moderate. Don't let your husband neglect his martial arts skills, understand?"

Guo Fu blushed and replied softly, "Your daughter understands."

On the surface, she was just going through the motions, but in her heart she thought, with her husband's abilities, it wasn't a matter of whether or not the Daughter's Day was restrained, but rather that even three daughters couldn't handle him.

daytime.

The heroes will continue.

Guo Jing was successfully elected as the leader of the martial arts world in the Southern Song Dynasty.

However, at Guo Jing's insistence, he recommended Murong Fu to serve as the vice leader of the alliance.

Murong Fu couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

However, Murong Fu also claimed that he did not have time to stay in Xiangyang City. If the war became urgent or other situations arose, he would send a message to him by carrier pigeon and then rush over.

The following days.

Murong Fu and Guo Fu arrived in Xiangyang City and stayed for a few days.

After that, they embarked on a journey together back to Suzhou.

For the rest of the journey, Murong Fu bought a carriage and headed south.

Azi and Zhao Min acted as grooms.

Zhao Min's face was horribly dark; she had lost her virginity, and more than once.

"What are you standing there for? Get to work!"

Azi handed the horsewhip to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min seemed to regard the horses pulling the carriage as Murong Fu, cracking the whip fiercely: "Giddy up! Giddy up!!"

Huashan area.

It started to snow lightly.

"My lord, it's snowing."

Guo Fu opened the carriage curtain, looked at the snowflakes dancing outside, reached out and caught a snowflake.

Murong Fu stretched and said, "A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest."

Guo Fu said, "This is Mount Hua. My maternal grandfather held the Mount Hua Sword Tournament here."

"Mount Hua? Let's go for a walk."

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and stepped out of the carriage.

Azi patted Zhao Min's head and sneered, "You have no sense at all, why don't you stop the car?"

"..." Zhao Min grimaced and could only tighten the reins.

The carriage slowly came to a stop.

Murong Fu said, "You two wait here for a moment. My wife and I will go up the mountain."

"Yes, young master." x2

Azi gave a fawning smile.

Zhao Min was furious, but she could only keep it to herself.

...

The Nine Provinces Continent is very unique. Each province has similar famous mountains, such as Mount Hua, which is present in almost every province. However, not every province has a Mount Hua Sect. Mount Hua in Song Province, for example, has no sects.

Mount Hua is so steep that it is as difficult for ordinary people to climb as to heaven.

Murong Fu embraced Guo Fu, and they slowly ascended, step by step, as if walking on air.

"Husband, is this the Cloud Ladder Leap?"

Guo Fu's eyes lit up; such lightness skill was simply divine.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "That's right, it is indeed the Cloud Ladder Leap. I will teach you later. However, while it is not difficult to learn this lightness skill, maintaining it requires a lot of true qi."

"Hmm~"

Guo Fu nodded sweetly.

The two continued to ascend, and soon arrived at the mountain peak.

The wind and snow were howling, but Guo Fu felt no cold at all in Murong Fu's arms.

"Husband, there seems to be someone over there."

Guo Fu suddenly noticed something moving.

Three figures were seen locked in combat.

Two of them were elderly men with gray hair, yet they were exceptionally agile. The other was a one-armed young man who, despite his young age, exuded an air of vicissitude.

"Seniors, please stop fighting. There's no point in continuing like this. You've been fighting for three days and three nights, and your true energy is completely exhausted."

The one-armed youth knocked the two old men back with a single blow and spoke with great helplessness.

"Young Yang Guo, are you saying that this old beggar is no match for this old poisoner?"

"Old beggar! I am the number one in the world!"

The former was an old beggar dressed in tattered clothes and with unkempt hair.

The latter was a burly, seemingly insane old man with stubble.

Guo Fu recognized several people and exclaimed in shock, "Husband, it looks like Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, and Hong Qigong, the Beggar King of the North, and that one should be Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison!"

(This Yang Guo is not the same as the other Yang Guo. He is the disciple of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, the Condor Hero who has been famous for many years, and has no relation to Guo Jing.)

"Let's go take a look."

Murong Fu took a step forward and arrived at the summit of Mount Hua.

Ouyang Feng suddenly jumped up, mimicking a toad, his cheeks puffed out, exhaling rapidly, and staring intently at Murong Fu: "And who are you? Are you also here to compete for the title of the world's number one?"

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