Mu Wanqing nodded, believing what he said. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Murong Fu staring blankly behind her. When Mu Wanqing looked back, she saw a white shadow appearing on the lake, flying towards the boat.
Mu Wanqing couldn't see clearly what it was. In a moment, an unusually beautiful white woman appeared on the boat. She looked at her coldly. It was Murong Xue who came after hearing the news.
Murong Xue was about to kill the bad guy who dared to rob her brother with one blow, when she heard her brother's voice saying in her ear: "Xue'er, I'll lend her hand to go out and do some errands, and you can guard Yanziwu for me."
It was actually Murong Fu who gathered his voice into a thread and transmitted the voice into a secret to talk to her.
After giving Mu Wanqing a cold look, Murong Xue suddenly disappeared again, leaving only a white shadow on the lake that gradually dissipated.
Mu Wanqing's eyes were full of shock and horror. She felt that this woman's martial arts skills were probably dozens of times higher than her master's. She was as beautiful as a fairy, something she had never seen before. Just now, she felt ashamed of herself.
It seems that she came to see Murong Fu. Could there be any relationship between them? Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing felt a little sour and asked in a deep voice: "Who is she?"
In fact, Mu Wanqing's appearance is no worse than Murong Xue's. It's just that Murong Xue has strong internal energy, restrained brilliance, and an ethereal aura about her, so Mu Wanqing feels inferior to her.
Murong Fu said: "She is my sister, Murong Xue."
"Sister?" Mu Wanqing didn't know why she asked so clearly, but she was always straightforward and asked whatever was on her mind.
"Yes, sister Qing." Murong Fu deliberately made the word "love" unclear.
Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief. Since she is his sister, she will also be my sister from now on. That sister's Qinggong is really amazing. She can walk on flat ground in the lake.
Mu Wanqing asked curiously: "Why is her martial arts so good? By the way, are you as good as her?"
Murong Fu stood up and said with a proud look on his face: "I am not bragging. Although my martial arts cannot be said to be the best in the world, I am at least the second in the world."
I thought Mu Wanqing wouldn't believe it, but she looked surprised and said, "Really? I didn't expect you, Fu Lang, to be so powerful!"
Murong Fu was a little cautious, but when he heard her "Fu Lang", he immediately felt really energetic all over his body, and he felt like he was the best in the world. He wanted her to scream a few more times, so he said: "You just screamed
Me what?"
Mu Wanqing remembered that she had just blurted out the name Fu Lang, two blushes appeared on her pale face, and she said unnaturally: "Fu... Fu Lang."
Then he remembered that he was already his wife, and said: "You are already my husband, so naturally I want to call you Fu Lang."
Murong Fu saw two traces of tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her face was both ashamed and happy, and she looked pitiful. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands to take her into his arms.
Mu Wanqing took two steps back without leaving a trace, avoiding Murong Fu's hand. Although she had agreed to marry Murong Fu, she still found it difficult to accept it for a while. Murong Fu smiled bitterly and took back his hand without forcing it.
Murong Fu helped Mu Wanqing to the shore. Mu Wanqing blew a whistle, and suddenly heard a horse neighing from the distance. Not long after, a black horse walked out of the forest. The horse's hooves hit the ground very lightly, and his body
The figure is thin, the legs are slender, and the horse is extraordinary.
Even if Murong Fu didn't understand horses, he could tell that this was a good horse. Mu Wanqing glanced at Murong Fu and said, "This is Black Rose, my mount."
Murong Fu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Although he had been in this world for more than ten years, he took a carriage when he went to Wuliang Mountain. He learned the Lingbo Weibu at Wuliang Mountain. He had always used Qinggong to travel. How could he ride a horse?
After a sudden thought, Murong Fu said: "The wound on your body is not healed yet, so you can't ride a horse."
Mu Wanqing felt warm in her heart and asked, "What should we do?"
"Put it in Taihu Lake first, and I'll take you to Dali." On the boat, Mu Wanqing had already told Murong Fu about her origins and her plans to join her master in Dali.
"How can that be done? Black Rose can't leave me for too long." Mu Wanqing objected.
"The entire Taihu Lake belongs to my family. I will ask people to take good care of Black Rose. You will marry her in the future anyway, so let her live here first." Murong Fu said.
"That... okay then." Mu Wanqing's face flashed with a hint of blush, and she hesitated before nodding.
Murong Fu found a farmer nearby and gave a few instructions to take care of Black Rose before taking Mu Wanqing on the road.
After walking for less than a moment, Murong Fu asked: "Have you ever tried flying?"
Mu Wanqing was stunned and was about to shake her head when suddenly her body lightened up and fell into Murong Fu's arms. Mu Wanqing was startled and said, "Don't, don't touch me."
Murong Fu said with a smile: "You are seriously injured and you really shouldn't be bumped around. I can only carry you to Dali." As he said this, he didn't see how he moved, and he was already in the air.
Mu Wanqing had no choice but to keep telling herself, "He is my husband, it is natural..."
"Ah!" Mu Wanqing suddenly felt something was wrong, and saw that the trees around him were flying back. Looking down, he saw that he was already in the air, two or three feet above the ground, and he couldn't help but scream.
"Hey!" Murong Fu exclaimed in surprise after flying dozens of miles. He landed and looked back, "Still not coming out yet!"
In less than a moment, two identical stunning women emerged from behind a tree. They bowed slightly and said, "See you, young master!"
It was Tingfeng and Chuixue. At this time, they were carrying a bag on their backs and carrying long swords. Tingfeng on the left was secretly looking at Murong Fu's face, while Chuiuxue on the right just looked down at his toes.
Murong Fu asked: "Who asked you to come?"
"Miss Xue'er."
"ourselves."
The two of them answered in unison, and then Fuxue seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, and her expression became awkward, while Tingfeng glared at Fubuki and made a "You're so stupid" mouth shape.
Murong Fu didn't say anything, and looked at Tingfeng with a half-smile. Tingfeng's expression did not change. But after a moment, he could no longer stand the strange look in the young master's eyes, and his face changed, "Okay, we did it ourselves. We
But as the master’s personal bodyguard, of course we will go wherever the master goes.”
"Go back, I don't need your protection for the time being."
Tingfeng said softly: "Master, just let us follow you, okay?"
"Didn't you see that the jealous person next to me is already touching his sleeves?" Murong Fu glanced at Mu Wanqing. Although she didn't speak, there was obvious jealousy in her eyes, and she immediately said: "Go back!"
Tingfeng saw that being coquettish didn't work, so he flattened his mouth and said, "Young master, be careful." He pulled Chuixue and turned around to leave. Tingfeng could still hear Tingfeng's voice coming from far away, "It's all your fault. You said so."
Miss Xueer asked us to come, so we can go play with the young master!"