Dongfang Bai had already left, but no one spoke for a long time.

The oppressive aura just now was truly despairing, leaving no room for any thought of resistance.

Murong Fu looked around blankly and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you all? Why aren't you saying anything? Oh! I understand, silence is golden."

Linghu Chong immediately cast a resentful glance at him. Was it that he didn't like to talk? No, he simply couldn't speak!

Sometimes Linghu Chong really envied these carefree scholars who were completely unaware of the dangers of the martial world and had already walked through the gates of hell several times without even realizing it.

Yue Lingshan held Murong Fu's hand, her fingers trembling slightly, and said, "Husband, let's hurry to the capital to take the imperial examination."

Hengshan City is far too dangerous!

“Alright.” Murong Fu nodded. “Then let’s pack some dry food and water and leave the city.”

Linghu Chong panicked upon hearing this: "Junior Sister, didn't you say you'd wait a few more days? Until Uncle Liu washes his face in the golden basin... uh, until Master arrives before we leave?"

Linghu Chong originally wanted to say he was going to retire from the martial arts world, but Liu Zhengfeng himself had already said, "Retire? Wash my ass!"

This handwashing ceremony will likely have to be cancelled.

"No, I just saw my father a few days ago. I will return to Mount Hua with my husband to see my father and mother in a few days."

Yue Lingshan shook her head repeatedly, her mind only on Murong Fu, and she no longer remembered her father or mother.

Linghu Chong was extremely frustrated. Seeing that his junior sister kept mentioning "husband," he felt utterly defeated. His sixteen years of relationship with his junior sister couldn't compare to the few days he spent with this wild man.

After Linghu Chong finished hanging his head in dejection, he looked up and saw that his junior sister and the wild man had already gone downstairs and left, without even saying goodbye to him, the senior brother.

If I had known... I should have gone flower picking with Tian Boguang instead of pretending to be a gentleman!

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and took a big gulp of wine.

He looked up and saw the little nun Yilin staring at him expectantly.

This young nun also seemed to have delicate features.

"Senior Brother Linghu, I'll go see Young Master Murong and Senior Sister Yue off."

After saying that, the little nun Yilin hurriedly went downstairs as if she were fleeing.

Linghu Chong choked up. Why? He wasn't bad-looking either, so why did even the little nun look down on him?

Murong Fu deliberately slowed his pace.

The young nun quickly caught up: "Senior Sister Yue, Young Master Murong..."

Murong Fu turned to look at her: "Is there something you need, little master?"

"I have come to thank you two for your help, which saved me from disaster."

The little nun, her face earnest, took out a jade pendant from her bosom and handed it over:

"This jade pendant is something I've worn since I was a child, and I've always considered it my talisman. Today I'm giving it to you both, hoping you'll arrive in the capital safely, and that Young Master Murong will achieve the highest rank in the imperial examination."

Murong Fu accepted the jade pendant, which was still warm to the touch.

“Young master, since you have given me a talisman, I will also give you a gift. I am fond of reading, and since I have nothing else, I will give you a Buddhist scripture.”

As he spoke, Murong Fu took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to the little nun.

This "Buddhist scripture" has some unusual content. In addition to Buddhist sayings, it also records a martial arts technique called Lesser Formless Skill.

"Thank you, Young Master Murong."

The young nun nodded her thanks, tucked the book into her bosom, and then watched Murong Fu and Yue Lingshan leave.

They took the carriage and headed out of the city.

Murong Fu examined the jade pendant, which was exquisitely designed and contained a tiny character that could be easily missed if one did not look closely: “琳” (Lin).

Yue Lingshan was a little jealous, and pouted, saying softly, "Husband, do you really like this jade pendant?"

Murong Fu smiled upon hearing this, put the jade pendant into his storage ring, and turned to look at Yue Lingshan's beautiful eyes: "I like you even more."

As he spoke, Murong Fu put his arm around her and led her into the carriage.

Yue Lingshan blushed, her heart raced, and her mind went blank; she couldn't care less about being jealous.

Official road.

The carriage moved slowly.

On a treetop not far away, Dongfang Bai, dressed in white with his long black hair flowing in the wind, looked cold and stern: "This time, no one is protecting you. You can die now."

A soft, murmur-like sound fell, and two silver needles shot through the air, disappearing into the carriage curtain.

Dongfang Bai sneered and confidently turned around.

But then her ears twitched slightly, as if she heard a voice from inside the carriage: "Shan'er, your husband is tired, please move on your own..."

Dongfang Bai frowned, somewhat puzzled. Had she made a mistake? No, it shouldn't be like that. She must have been distracted by that scholar.

As I was thinking, two more silver needles pierced the air.

This time it's safe!

But then, in the next moment, she heard sounds from inside the carriage:

"A smile that turns heads and captivates all, eclipsing the beauty of the ladies in the palace. Shan'er, my love for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks."

"..." Dongfang Bai's lips twitched slightly: "Filthy language!"

After a moment's hesitation, Dongfang Bai decided not to use the silver needles, but to kill the scholar with a single sword strike... no, to cut him first and then kill him!

A graceful figure, like a celestial being descending to earth, landed lightly on the carriage.

She drew her soft sword from her waist, ready to strike, when suddenly a wisp of energy locked onto her.

Dongfang Bai was stunned; it was that familiar Grandmaster aura again.

That mysterious presence seemed to be saying, "If you dare to make a move, I dare to kill you."

Dongfang Bai took a deep breath, as if it were a surging wave.

Although she hated Murong Fu intensely, she hadn't reached the point of risking her life for him.

It's not worth putting yourself in danger for a pretty boy!

"Consider yourself lucky. The next time we meet will be the day you die!"

Dongfang Bai's cold voice entered the carriage.

Yue Lingshan was startled.

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