"Idiot, let's go."

Zhong Ling has already learned the basics of the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and the Lingbo Steps. Although she really wants to stay in the cave with Murong Fu, she hasn't made any real progress because of Duan Yu, who is like a third wheel.

Now it's time to leave, and from now on...

Zhong Ling looked up at Murong Fu's handsome face, lost in thought.

Don't assume that only men are lustful; women are sometimes even more lustful than men.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a saying like, "There are no fields that are over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion."

Women are just shy about expressing it, but deep down they crave it even more.

"Oh, here it comes."

Duan Yu gazed longingly at the jade statue a few times. He was truly reluctant to leave, but he had to face reality and couldn't remain in a fantasy forever.

"Young Master Duan, hold on tight."

With his left arm around Zhong Ling's slender waist and his right hand gripping Duan Yu's arm, Murong Fu pushed off with both legs, rising into the air and climbing step by step along the cliff face.

"That's amazing."

Duan Yu was astonished. In his mind, martial arts were weapons of killing, the root of slaughter, and the original sin. He never expected that they could be so useful.

Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "The path of martial arts is endlessly joyful and possesses power that is unimaginable to ordinary people. Grandmasters who gather the three flowers at the top can split mountains and shatter rocks and live for two hundred years. Celestial beings who gather the five qi can condense the primordial energy of heaven and earth for their own use and live for five hundred years, no different from immortals in the eyes of ordinary people."

Duan Yu frowned and said, "That's just a legend, isn't it?"

Murong Fu asked, "Have you ever heard of Peng Zu?"

Duan Yu hesitated and said, "I've heard of it, but the legend of Peng Zu must be false. The book says that Peng Zu lived to be 880 years old. How is that possible?"

"hehe--"

Murong Fu gave a cold smile, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Duan Yu fell into deep thought.

Zhong Ling said nonchalantly, "Husband, you will definitely live longer than Peng Zu."

Murong Fu turned to look at Zhong Ling and said affectionately, "I only wish to grow old with Ling'er, I have no other desires."

"My husband~~"

"Ling'er~~"

Duan Yu: "..."

...

Return to the back mountain of Jianhu Palace.

Duan Yu bowed deeply: "Young Master Li, Miss Zhong Ling, if you have any important matters to attend to, you may come to the Dali Palace to find me. I will take my leave now!"

However.

Murong Fu and Zhong Ling gazed at each other affectionately, completely ignoring Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's heart was struck by a critical hit of ten thousand points!

Half a day later.

On the way down the mountain.

Duan Yu encountered a group of people chasing a beautiful young woman. Although the woman was covered with a black cloth, her graceful figure could be seen from her black tight-fitting clothes.

"Get out of my way!"

The woman in black raised her hand and fired a crossbow bolt, causing Duan Yu to stumble and fall to the ground.

Then the woman in black rode past Duan Yu on a black horse.

"Giddy up! Giddy up! Giddy up!"

Several foals came in hot pursuit.

The splashed mud landed on Duan Yu, leaving him covered in dirt.

Duan Yu patted his heart; he almost died again!

The crossbow bolt flew past him, barely grazing his scalp, which terrified him so much that his legs went weak.

Duan Yu couldn't help but wonder if he would be in such a sorry state if he knew martial arts.

But then he immediately shook his head firmly, saying that martial arts were the root of all evil and should never be touched!

"Idiot, what are you doing here?"

Just then, Zhong Ling's voice rang in my ears.

"Miss Zhong Ling..." Duan Yu almost thought he was hallucinating. He quickly got up, turned around, and saw Zhong Ling and Murong Fu. "What are you doing here?"

Zhong Ling explained, "My husband and I were enjoying the scenery when we heard a cry of surprise from this side, so we came looking for it."

Duan Yu scratched his head awkwardly, "It's nothing, I just tripped and fell, it's nothing serious."

"Since there's nothing else, let's go."

Zhong Ling walked back to Murong Fu's side, took his arm, and looked at him sweetly.

Duan Yu stared blankly, sighing inwardly, "One should not covet a friend's wife!"

Murong Fu said, "Young Master Duan, there's an old saying among you Central Plains people: 'If you're going to help someone, help them to the west.' I've already saved you twice, so I don't mind helping you again. Where do you want to go? I can take you there."

"No need, no need, you can go."

Duan Yu waved his hand repeatedly and turned to walk in another direction.

Murong Fu looked at his brother-in-law. This kid was quite interesting. Despite being weak and frail, he was quite principled.

Zhong Ling asked, "Husband, where are we going next?"

Murong Fu said, "Go see your parents."

"Huh? This isn't right. Didn't you say we were in a free-choice relationship and would choose our own marriage?"

Zhong Ling was a little nervous, her face stiffened, she had only gone out for a trip and brought back a husband...

Murong Fu stroked her face and said affectionately, "Although we fell in love freely, aren't you people from the Central Plains the most particular about filial piety? I must visit your parents to express my gratitude for raising such a perfect person like you. You are the best gift God has given me."

Zhong Ling blushed again, "She's not as good as you say."

"..."

Duan Yu pricked up his ears and overheard the Love Bible from afar. He had no idea that it could be spoken in such a way!

On the way to Wanchou Valley.

Murong Fu and Zhong Ling encountered a fight scene.

"You little bastard, why aren't you running away?"

"Hmph! Just like her mother, they're both sluts!"

"Kill her quickly and go back to report to the madam."

Several old women sneered and mocked.

The woman in black fell to the ground, and the black foal also fell and lay sprawled on the ground.

Without Duan Yu's help, Mu Wanqing was ultimately no match for the old nannies.

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