Chapter 162 Wulin Misleading Stories 32

On the day of leaving the capital, Feng Wu rode on a jade lion and slowly walked towards the gate of the capital. Feeling a farewell gaze from behind, Feng Wu did not look back, but just waved from a distance.

goodbye!

Xiao Qingyue was stunned. He lowered his eyes to look at the one million taels of silver in his hand and the word "refugees" on the letter paper. Xiao Qingyue understood the purpose of receiving these things early in the morning.

Changing his previous dejected look, Xiao Qingyue dispelled the last trace of sadness between his brows, and looked at the gradually blurred figure with sharp and gentle eyes. He did not leave until he could no longer see the person, and then hurried away to do what he should do!

With the token given by the Ninth Prince, Feng Wu traveled smoothly all the way. After leaving the last gate of the Divine Capital, Feng Wu patted the jade lion and said calmly, "Let's go home!"

A man, a horse, and a sword, running in the rising warm sun, the spring scenery along the way becomes a backdrop.

Feng Wu then remembered that she had given the Ganoderma Lucidum to the system before coming to the Divine Capital. It had been so long, and the system hadn't given her any response.

I tapped the system: "How many points can I exchange for the meat Ganoderma? Have they been credited yet?"

The system checked the points and found no change, then said, "The points settlement may have to wait until the mission is completed."

"Why do I have to wait until the task is completed before I can settle the points? I've given the things, but I still have to wait for the points to arrive. Isn't the efficiency of the main system too low?" Feng Wu complained helplessly.

"Host, this is the main system's rule. Points must be settled after completing the mission."

"Then why were the points I spent immediately deducted? This is also the rule of the main system."

The system rubbed its pink little body and whispered, "Haha, host, this is determined by the main system." Don't make things difficult for this weak little thing.

"Is it not okay even for people with connections?"

"Haha, that's not possible! Any changes to the main system's rules require a vote by the Emperor and four or more Gods in a meeting. They can't be changed casually!" This basic common sense must be installed in all systems when they leave the factory.

The final right of interpretation lies in the hands of others. Feng Wu is now just a poor little cannon fodder, and he has to keep his opinions to himself.

Seven days later, Feng Wu once again stood in front of the mountain gate of the Kuanglang Sword Sect. This time, she rode her horse directly from the outer gate to the inner gate. Many of her fellow disciples greeted her warmly when they saw her.

Feng Wu raised an eyebrow. What happened? These junior brothers and sisters had never been so enthusiastic towards her before.

Feng Wu personally sent the horse to the stable, and then carried his sword to report to the head of the Wu Ma Shen.

When Feng Wu first saw the miserable appearance of Wu Ma Shen who was about to die, she almost didn't recognize him. This guy turned into such a horrible appearance after being beaten by her.

Well, then her mission is half completed!

"Ahem... Feng'er is back. The martial arts conference will be held in two months. I, your master, have decided that you will lead the team this time..." Wu Ma Shen looked weak. Feng Wu was really afraid that she would not be able to catch her breath and would die on the spot.

She didn't want to be the first to speak out. "Master, my martial arts skills are limited. I'm afraid I can't handle this important task. You..."

Wu Ma Shen frowned unhappily and interrupted, clutching his chest, feeling suffocated. "It's settled. The elders and I have unanimously chosen you as the candidate."

Okay!

It's difficult to strive for the best, but she is very familiar with the posture of lying down and giving up!

Before leaving, for some unknown reason, Wu Ma Shen stopped his eldest disciple who was about to leave and said, "Wait a moment, there is one thing I forgot to tell you."

Feng Wu sat obediently. "What's the matter? If Master can forget something, it must not be a big deal, right?"

"...This story begins with your trip to the Misty Forest..."

From the exaggerated description of Wu Ma Shen, Feng Wu seemed to have witnessed with his own eyes the whole process of a pair of perfect lovers from meeting, knowing each other to falling in love. During this period, they experienced countless life and death difficulties, but they still stayed together and created a beautiful story of a fairy couple in the martial arts world.

To put it simply, her ex-fiancé has fallen in love with her junior sister, and after the martial arts conference, the two will hold a grand wedding in Huangji Sect that will shock the martial arts world.

"Master knows that you have feelings for Nanxing, but you two are not destined to be together. Master hopes that you will be magnanimous and send Manman into the bridal sedan with your own hands. With your blessing, she will definitely be happy... cough cough cough..." Wu Ma Shen coughed uncomfortably. After he finished speaking, he looked at his eldest disciple with encouragement, and was helped into the inner room by the people around him.

The bastard's heart, liver, spleen and lungs are all black. If the original body were to sit here and listen to the closest relative who raised him since childhood and was both his teacher and father, saying that he was biased towards others, those words that seemed to be loyal on the surface but were obviously biased in fact would be like a gentle killing knife, cutting the original body into pieces one by one.

Feng Wu didn't care at all whether the two of them got married or not. She was just waiting to finish filming her original body's scenes so that she could go to Wuzhao to find her little fool as soon as possible.

I don’t know whether Liang Xuangan’s people sent her back to Wuzhao safely as agreed. It has been several months. Judging from the pace of those people, they should have arrived in Wuzhao more than a month ago.

After a few days, she left Penglai and went to Liangjiang to inquire about the news. She was always worried and unhappy.

I just hope the little fool doesn’t get angry with her for waiting for her for too long. This man is really hard to coax when he gets angry!

In the days that followed, Feng Wu completely lay dormant. Every day, he would go to the top of the cliff to practice swordplay or teach his fellow students some sword techniques.

The inner sect's junior brothers and sisters had already been informed by the sect leader about the wedding that would take place a few months later. This was why the junior brothers and sisters were so enthusiastic towards Feng Wu when she came back.

Feng Wu felt that in the eyes of those people, he was like a "poor sucker" in human form.

Fortunately, the only good thing that made Feng Wu feel comfortable in the sect was that the round-faced girl who always liked to seek a sense of existence in her presence had gone to Huangji Sect to meet her future parents-in-law.

Thinking of Mu Ziweng of the Huangji Sect, Feng Wu couldn't help but feel a headache. What kind of fate had this original body endured? She had the bad luck to become the victim between two men. These so-called righteous people, on a daily basis, appeared to be very respectable and self-disciplined, but in private, they were capable of all sorts of vile and despicable deeds. Feng Wu really disliked the indecisive nature of the mission targets. People of the underworld, imitating the fussy behavior of those women, ended up being the same...

If it weren't for the mission, she would have used her sword to pierce the tendons of the two hypocrites, Wu Ma Shen and Mu Ziweng, and let them watch her become the supreme master of the martial arts world, while they could only hide in dark corners and live stealthily.

Thinking of this, Feng Wu was particularly looking forward to the grand wedding of Mu Nanxing and Jiang Manman after the martial arts conference, which would be famous in the martial arts world.