Mu Wanqing pressed her face against his back, and she could feel the heat of her face through her clothes.

"Murong Fu, let me tell you. I, Mu Wanqing, am not one of those ordinary women. You healed my wounds before and you already saw all my body. Now you treat me like this..."

She took a deep breath and seemed to muster up the courage to say: "I tell you, my master is Qin Hongmian, the Shura Swordsman. The rule of my master is that anyone who sees my face must either marry me or die."

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When it came to the word "die", Mu Wanqing hated being domineering. Murong Fu felt Mu Wanqing's arms tighten, "Let me ask you, who do you think I am?"

When a woman mentioned this, how could Murong Fu still not understand. He originally wanted to develop a relationship with Mu Wanqing slowly, but it was just a matter of fate. This girl came so fast, and he was not used to it.

"Why tease me if you don't want to marry me! Murong Fu, Murong Fu, don't be a mother-in-law!" Murong Fu cursed secretly in his heart.

Several times in his life, he was actually emotionally passive. He had no choice but to do it. He was handsome and had great martial arts skills, and when he traveled around the world, he always had a little crush on him.

But seriously, what's so interesting about martial arts for girls? He travels through various martial arts worlds, and the most important thing is to collect martial arts secrets in an attempt to find out the truth.

As for girls, they just let it happen.

As long as he can't give people results, he is not willing to give people expectations.

But in Tianlong World, he can stay for a long time.

Murong Fu turned around, opened Mu Wanqing's hands, and held her weak, boneless hands in his hands.

He lowered his head to look at Mu Wanqing's face, and saw that she was slightly angry but her face was even more beautiful.

Murong Fu said softly: "Wan'er, I will call you Wan'er from now on, is that okay?"

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, not daring to look directly into Murong Fu's eyes, and nodded, her face was shy, but it was even more rosy than when she was poisoned before.

"Fu Lang, you must never betray my sincerity." Mu Wanqing said directly.

She was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and she didn't have much scheming when she first entered the world. As long as she found someone right, she would be willing to give her whole body and soul to him.

Murong Fu always felt strange when he heard her call her "Fu Lang", but then he thought about it, it was just his surname that was Fu. Wouldn't it be even weirder if he was called "Murong Lang".

Mu Wanqing clasped her hands behind her back, held Murong Fu's hands firmly, and slowly closed her eyes with a look of anticipation on her face.

"Forehead......"

In the cave, the wind and moon were infinite. Murong Fu slowly lowered his head...

A quarter of an hour later, the two gentle enough people tidied up and walked out of the cave.

The two just exchanged some love words and did not do anything extraordinary. Mu Wanqing recognized Murong Fu, and Murong Fu had another responsibility.

Naturally, the reason he flirted with Mu Wanqing was not all because of Dali's secret chess. He was not the original Murong Fu, who would do anything to restore the country.

To a certain extent, it was because he really had a crush on Mu Wanqing, and of course he would treat her sincerely in the future.

Mu Wanqing knew that Murong Fu still had important things to do. The love between children in the world was long, but there were also swords and wine. If the love lasted for a long time, how could they stay together day and night?

Mu Wanqing is such a special woman. When she loves, she is passionate and gentle, as if she will melt in your arms and blend into your body. But when it is time to do business, she can stand alone and still be her in front of others.

That heroic heroine.

What a sassy and beautiful person!

"Fu Lang!"

Before leaving the cave, Mu Wanqing suddenly called him affectionately.

Murong Fu thought she was going to say something disgusting, but Mu Wanqing asked in a cold tone: "Fu Lang, do you know Duan Zhengchun?"

Murong Fu nodded and thought to himself, no matter how she calls her father by his name, she is not afraid of being struck by lightning.

Mu Wanqing squinted her eyes and said with a cold gaze: "Fu Lang, do you know what I hate the most?"

Murong Fu shook his head and heard her say again.

"What I hate most is that people like Duan Zhengchun only care about being happy and romantic, but never take responsibility for what they do."

Mu Wanqing said, looking at Murong Fu with strange eyes, "Fu Lang, you are not such a person, are you?"

Murong Fu swallowed and thought, isn't Mu Wanqing the gentle and virtuous person she promised to be? Why does he feel that she has a yandere tendency?

Murong Fu nodded hurriedly, "Of course not, of course not."

Mu Wanqing's face changed instantly, and she regained her previous gentleness.

Murong Fu sighed and whispered: "What if I'm not careful..."

"Accidentally?" Mu Wanqing raised the corner of her mouth and showed a scary smile, "Although I have not mastered the Shura Sword, I am still good at poisoning arrows. I don't want to become a widow at a young age."

Murong Fu swallowed his saliva, hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "No, no, of course it's impossible."
Chapter completed!