Mu Wanqing stood there stunned, her eyes glazed over, and it took her a long time to realize that her veil had been removed.
"You, you..."
“He who kills will be killed in return. Since you want my life, then be prepared to die,” Murong Fu interrupted her, speaking coldly.
"Fine, kill me then." Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and awaited death.
"don't want!"
Zhong Ling hurriedly said, "Husband, please don't kill Sister Mu. She's been very good to me, just like my own sister."
"You call him husband?" Mu Wanqing opened her eyes and looked at Zhong Ling in disbelief. "When did you get such a husband?"
Zhong Ling blushed slightly, waved her little hand, and said, "This... Sister Mu, don't worry about it. If you want to live, just beg my husband not to kill you."
Mu Wanqing regained her expression and shook her head, saying, "I once swore a poisonous oath before my master that any man who looks at my face must either marry me or kill me. I can't kill him, so let me die instead."
Zhong Ling immediately said, "Then you can marry your husband."
Mu Wanqing couldn't understand: "You want me to marry him? He's your husband!"
Zhong Ling scratched her head and said matter-of-factly, "But isn't it normal for men to have three wives and four concubines?"
Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth, her pretty face showing a fierce yet adorable expression: "That's called a heartless man! I'll kill every heartless man in the world sooner or later!"
Zhong Ling was stunned: "..."
Murong Fu sneered and said, "You want to die? I'll make your wish come true."
Mu Wanqing raised her hand as if to end her own life.
Murong Fu gently tapped her pressure point, immobilizing her.
"Since you care so much about your innocence, I will strip you naked and hang you at the city gate."
"You're shameless!"
Tears streamed down Mu Wanqing's face.
"You wanted to kill me, and all I did was strip you naked. You should be grateful!"
As Murong Fu spoke, he used the scabbard to open her clothes.
Mu Wanqing trembled all over, but because her acupoints had been sealed, she was unable to move.
Zhong Ling was dumbfounded.
She wanted to say a few words of advice, but when she thought of how Mu Wanqing had clearly tried to kill her husband, she couldn't bring herself to say it.
Just as her husband said, Mu Wanqing wanted to kill him, but he only stripped her naked, so she should be grateful.
After Murong Fu removed her outer garment, he said disdainfully, "I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and call me 'Master,' and I might consider letting you go."
"Don't even think about it!"
Mu Wanqing's tears flowed even faster, but she still gritted her teeth.
"Alright, I'll grant your wish."
Murong Fu slowly drew his sword, staring at her with a half-smile.
Mu Wanqing finally couldn't bear it any longer. Just as she was about to tear open her red bodice, she cried out in frustration, "Master!"
Zhong Ling quickly shook Murong Fu's arm and pleaded, "Husband, Sister Mu has called out, let's let her go."
Murong Fu said coldly, "She hasn't knelt down yet."
"You're despicable!" Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth. "You've sealed my pressure points, how can I kneel!"
Murong Fu chuckled and released the acupoints remotely.
Mu Wanqing stood there, stunned and looking aggrieved.
Her crossbow bolts were discarded by Murong Fu, making a sneak attack unrealistic.
Now there are only two choices: either commit suicide or marry Murong Fu.
She took a deep breath and channeled her energy into her heart.
Murong Fu arrived first despite starting later.
"Since you don't want to live, then your martial arts skills are useless."
As he spoke, he pointed a finger at her dantian.
"puff!"
Mu Wanqing spat out a mouthful of blood, her beautiful eyes widening: "You destroyed my dantian!"
Murong Fu shrugged, a playful look on his face: "You're not even afraid of death, so why would you be afraid of losing all your martial arts skills?"
Mu Wanqing's heart was ashen, her beautiful eyes dimmed, and she murmured with a bitter laugh, "Yes, I'm not even afraid of death..."
Zhong Ling quickly comforted her, "Sister Mu, don't worry. I have a martial art that can be practiced without internal energy, as long as you agree to marry my husband."
The martial art Zhong Ling mentioned was the Northern Darkness Divine Art.
The prerequisite for practicing the Northern Darkness Divine Art is that one cannot possess any other type of internal energy.
On that day, in order to cultivate, Zhong Ling dispersed the internal energy she had cultivated for more than ten years.
"hehe--"
Mu Wanqing gave a weak smile, taking Zhong Ling's words as a way of comforting her, saying that without martial arts, life would be bleak.
"Don't think that just because your martial arts are crippled you don't have to kneel anymore." Murong Fu pressed the hilt of his sword on her shoulder, causing her to kneel down involuntarily. "Now you can call me 'Master'."
Mu Wanqing remained completely silent: "..."
Murong Fu said, "I'll count to three."
Large tears slid down Mu Wanqing's cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
"Cry?" Murong Fu sneered, "Crying counts as time!"
"three!"
"two!"
"Master..."
Mu Wanqing's voice was barely audible.
"I can't hear you!"
"Master!"
Mu Wanqing cried loudly, "Waaaaah..."
She broke down.
Even if they were chased by the old women of Mantuo Manor, they would at most die, unlike this despair.
Zhong Ling felt heartbroken, but Mu Wanqing deserved this retribution for trying to kill her husband.
Murong Fu grabbed Mu Wanqing by the neck, lifted her up, and forced her to look him in the eye. "You don't want to marry me, but I'm going to marry you anyway!"
"..."
Mu Wanqing was filled with mixed emotions, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
Murong Fu handed Mu Wanqing to Zhong Ling and said, "Ling'er, keep an eye on her, don't let her die."
"Yes, my husband."
Zhong Ling was secretly delighted; Sister Mu wouldn't have to die, and her husband had decided to marry her.
...
Half a day later.
Valley of Wanqiu.
Located deep in the jungle.
If it weren't for Zhong Ling leading the way, it would be very difficult for an ordinary person to find this place.
"Husband, this is my home. My father is a bit fierce, but don't be afraid. He's actually kind-hearted despite his cold exterior. My mother..."
Zhong Ling chattered away like a nightingale, then looked up and saw her parents walking out, along with several guests.
Zhong Wanchou's face turned terribly dark as he saw his little darling nestled in someone else's arms!
It feels like a cabbage that you've raised for over ten years has been eaten by a pig!
I'm so angry!
Gan Baobao was taken aback and stared at Murong Fu. She saw the shadow of Duan Lang in Murong Fu, but Murong Fu was much younger than Duan Lang.
The guests next to them were completely different.
Duan Yanqing was shocked: "Murong Fu!"
Yue Laosan scratched his head and hesitated, "Boss, isn't he Murong Fu? He looks different."
Murong Fu looked at them with a smile: "You gentlemen have mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"
Ye Erniang's pupils contracted slightly, a look of fear flashing across her face: "You are Murong Fu! I can't forget your smile!"
"Your scent is unmistakable! Murong Fu, your disguise skills are extremely sophisticated, but scent doesn't lie!"
Duan Yanqing sniffed and stared at him warily.
Zhong Wanchou was taken aback, then his expression brightened with delight: "Nan Murong, using their own methods against them?"
"Alright, I'm coming clean. I'm not pretending anymore. I am Murong Fu."
Murong Fu adjusted his appearance, becoming even more handsome, exuding a masculine aura and a more manly temperament.
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