"Senior, spare my life!"
Yuwen Huaji cherished his life very much and kowtowed repeatedly.
Murong Fu remained calm and composed, showing neither sorrow nor joy, and said, "You may be spared the death penalty, but you will not escape punishment. You may destroy your dantian."
"What?"
Yuwen Huaji was dumbfounded. Just a casual remark was enough to cripple his martial arts.
"You have a problem with that? Then die."
Murong Fu said calmly.
"No! Senior!" Yuwen Huaji shook his head repeatedly, "I'll destroy my own dantian, please don't kill me!"
As he spoke, he was about to make a move.
only.
As he raised his hand to channel his energy, he retreated rapidly.
Murong Fu raised his hand and summoned an invisible hand that seized Yuwen Huaji, capturing him.
"Ah!!! My internal energy!"
Yuwen Huaji felt his internal energy rapidly draining away, his face contorted in agony as he howled in pain.
"Snap!"
This is the sound of the dantian shattering.
"You don't need to lift a finger. I'll destroy your dantian for you. No need to thank me."
Murong Fu tossed him onto the riverbank like a chicken.
"Thank you... thank you, senior!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Yuwen Huaji's mouth. He used all his strength to speak, his eyes flashing with endless resentment, but he could only say thank you.
"I already said there's no need to thank me, why are you being so polite with me?"
Murong Fu raised his hand and made a slapping motion. An invisible hand of heaven and earth energy slapped Yuwen Huaji's face a few times, leaving him with a bruised and swollen face.
"Gurgle—"
Fu Junzhuo swallowed hard.
Compared to Yuwen Huaji's miserable state, she was incredibly lucky; being just a maid meant she could escape punishment.
"General Yuwen!"
The soldiers swarmed around him, swords drawn, staring intently at Murong Fu.
"Don't come any closer!"
Yuwen Huaji exclaimed in surprise.
The leading sergeant said, "General! This man dares to offend you; he has already committed suicide!"
"Release the arrows!"
The sergeant sneered and waved his hand to give the order.
Yuwen Huaji was shocked and furious. This officer actually wanted to shoot him dead as well. He must have been plotting rebellion all along!
Arrows rained down, like a net covering the sky.
Murong Fu remained calm and unhurried, as if he hadn't seen anything, and even had the leisure to pinch Fu Junzhuo's fair cheek.
Fu Junzhuo was stunned. Even a Grandmaster would likely perish if surrounded by a large army, right? What's more, this is a Divine Crossbow! A Divine Crossbow specifically designed to break through a martial artist's true energy.
But why didn't Murong Fu flee?
The next moment.
It was as if an invisible shield wall was blocking the rapidly shooting arrows.
A moment later.
Countless arrows shot back.
"Aaaaaah!!! Help!"
Screams and cries for help filled the air.
"What kind of martial art is this...?"
Fu Junzhuo froze, completely dumbfounded.
Murong Fu pinched her nose and breathed softly through her nostrils: "Want to learn? Serve me well, and maybe I'll teach you if I'm in a good mood."
"..."
Fu Junzhuo fell silent, secretly feeling a stirring in her heart.
If one can learn such a unique skill, then the effort will not have been in vain.
Yuwen Huaji stared blankly at all of this. This was the Grandmaster? The gap was so huge that revenge was basically hopeless.
When he came to his senses, he found that Murong Fu and Fu Junzhuo had already disappeared.
All that remained were corpses scattered all over the ground.
Inside Yangzhou city.
Wei Zhenzhen searched everywhere but couldn't find Murong Fu anywhere. She could only anxiously stare at the jade pendant in her hand.
"Boss lady, two steamed buns, meat filling, please."
A familiar, gentle voice rang in my ears.
"It's you!"
Wei Zhenzhen looked at Murong Fu with surprise and delight.
Murong Fu shrugged and asked, "What? Were you looking for me?"
"Young hero, I'm returning this jade pendant to you. It's too valuable; I can't accept it."
Wei Zhenzhen handed the jade pendant to Murong Fu, but when her palm touched Murong Fu's large hand, she found that she could not let go.
"I don't have the habit of taking back gifts, so please accept them, madam."
Murong Fu's fingers caressed Wei Zhenzhen's soft palm, causing her to tremble.
Kou Zhong chimed in from behind, "Yes, Sister Zhenzhen, they've already said they'd give it to you, so hurry up and accept it."
Xu Ziling hesitated and said, "Great hero, isn't it inappropriate to give such a valuable gift to Sister Zhenzhen on your first meeting?"
Upon hearing this, Murong Fu smiled slightly, "To be honest, there is a little selfish reason why I gave you the jade pendant."
Everyone looked at Murong Fu, waiting for him to continue.
"Although this is our first meeting, I am deeply attracted to you." Murong Fu looked at Wei Zhenzhen and said earnestly, "If life were only as beautiful as our first meeting, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan? How could I compare to that fickle, richly dressed man, who once vowed to be like two birds flying wing to wing and branches intertwined?"
Wei Zhenzhen lowered her head under the intense gaze, her heart pounding faster than ever.
"I...I..."
"Sister Zhenzhen is a married woman!"
Kou Zhong glared at Murong Fu. This scholar was indeed up to no good; he had come here to make a move on Zhenzhen!
Murong Fu smiled slightly, naturally able to see that Wei Zhenzhen was a virgin, and continued to gaze at Wei Zhenzhen: "I don't care, love is free, as long as Miss Zhenzhen agrees."
"I……"
Wei Zhenzhen was deeply moved by his words, and the word "freedom" appeared in her mind for the first time.
Kou Zhong shouted, "Sister Zhenzhen, don't be fooled by him! A scholar's mouth is a liar's tongue; he's just lusting after your body!"
"This man actually wanted to force Zhen's wife to marry him."
"Feng Qiang and his wife have arrived!"
The surrounding neighbors gathered to watch.
Soon, a middle-aged man and a burly woman stormed over.
"Boy! So you're the one who wants to steal my concubine?"
Feng Qiang glared angrily at Murong Fu.
His wife, holding a broom, was even more eager to attack.
"roll."
Murong Fu turned around and looked at them.
The voice was flat and emotionless.
But the two of them felt as if they had seen a prehistoric beast, and their hearts trembled violently.
Before I knew it, I was lying on the ground, and I actually started rolling around on the ground.
Everyone was completely stunned.
Could it be that I've been bewitched?
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