Feng Baishan's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Li Muchan with cold eyes: "Is it because of him?"
He sneered: "Don't forget, he is a monk! ... Your emperor has an edict that monks cannot return to secular life. Sister Peiyao, you cannot marry him!"
Fan Peiyao suddenly blushed and said hurriedly: "Brother Feng, what are you talking nonsense about?"
When Feng Baishan looked at her, jealousy rushed straight to his forehead. He couldn't control himself and wanted to draw his sword and kill Li Muchan, except for this love rival.
Seeing his murderous intent, Fan Peiyao hurriedly said: "Brother Feng, I don't want to get married and I don't want to do other people's business!"
Li Muchan shook his head secretly. Although Miss Fan was a woman, she really had no experience in matters between men and women. The more she defended herself in this way, the angrier Feng Baishan became, which was counterproductive.
Feng Baishan sneered: "Then why!... I am not good-looking? My family background is not enough?"
Fan Peiyao shook her head: "No, no, none of it!...Brother Feng, you and I are different. If we really become a couple, we will quarrel every day, eventually fall out and become enemies...I don't want that!"
"After we get married, I will let you!" Feng Baishan hummed.
Fan Peiyao smiled, stared at him and asked, "Is it true?"
Feng Baishan nodded without hesitation, with a determined expression, but Fan Peiyao shook his head: "Brother Feng, you don't believe this yourself... You have such a strong temper, and so do I. We are really not suitable for each other."
"Sister Peiyao, after all, you think I'm not good!" Feng Baishan said coldly with a sullen face, "Am I really not as good as this monk?"
He pointed at Li Muchan angrily, his eyes spitting fire.
Li Muchan looked calm and calm as water, watching the two people quarreling indifferently without trying to persuade them.
This Feng Baishan is also a person who doesn't understand amorous feelings. If a woman can think about these things so calmly, it is obvious that she is not in love and her feelings are not deep.
Fan Peiyao frowned and said impatiently: "Brother Feng, why do we always involve others in our affairs?"
"Would you marry me without him?" Feng Baishan asked stubbornly.
Fan Peiyao shook her head: "No."
"Why? Why on earth?!" Feng Baishan roared, looking ferocious.
Fan Peiyao sighed: "Brother Feng, you have good martial arts, high status, good looks, and you are the direct disciple of Lei Jianfeng. You are really impeccable..."
"Then why don't you like it?" Feng Baishan was puzzled.
Fan Peiyao sighed: "Brother Feng, these are not important to me. I just want to live a peaceful life, be able to talk well, and live happily... We think differently and act differently. If we are together, there will be no problem."
Endless arguments and noises make life very difficult, I don’t like it!”
"Sister Peiyao, you are thinking too much!" Feng Baishan frowned.
He was a little impatient. He just got married when he got married. How could there be so much emphasis on it? Thinking so far ahead was just unfounded worry. It was really baffling!
Seeing his expression, Fan Peiyao shook her head and sighed.
The four members of Li Muchan's family watched the two arguing and did not interrupt. It is difficult for an upright official to resolve household affairs, and outsiders have no idea about the affairs between men and women.
Li Muchan smiled: "Miss Fan, let's talk and say goodbye first. Let's go to the night market together after dinner."
"Okay!" Fan Peiyao nodded in agreement.
Li Muchan turned around, and suddenly there was a blast in his ear: "Stop!"
Li Muchan turned around and met two stern looks. Feng Baishan stared at him gloomily and said coldly: "Stay away from sister Peiyao!"
Fan Peiyao suddenly became anxious and scolded: "Brother Feng, what are you talking nonsense about?"
Feng Baishan glared at her: "Sister Peiyao, this monk is not a good person, ignore him!"
Fan Peiyao frowned and her face darkened: "Master Mingkong is my friend. You don't have to judge whether he is a good person or not!"
Feng Baishan said with a sullen face: "You are my wife, you cannot provoke other men!"
Fan Peiyao laughed angrily, then suddenly grimaced and snorted: "Who is your wife?... It's better to give up, I will never agree!"
She was polite and declined at first, because she didn't want to offend him, but when she saw that he was so rude and troublesome, and offended Li Muchan, she suddenly became angry and stopped being polite.
Feng Baishan's face was gloomy, and he slowly looked at her. His handsome face became distorted, and his eyes were blazing like torches, as if they were real, quite terrifying.
Fan Peiyao was a little frightened.
She has seen the depth of his cultivation. He is indeed worthy of being the direct disciple of Lei Jian Peak. His internal strength is extremely deep, his sword is like thunder and lightning, and its power is endless.
When she competes with the opponent, she can't move even ten moves away. If she uses her full strength, she can stop herself in two or three moves.
Feng Baishan said coldly: "My parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, sister Peiyao, you can't resist! ... The master personally takes action, can the old man refuse?"
Fan Peiyao frowned in silence, her eyes flickered a few times, and she pursed her lips tightly.
Li Muchan sighed: "Forcing someone with force is different from robbing someone. Master Feng, bullying a woman like this really opened my eyes!"
"Get out of here!" Feng Baishan said coldly.
If this monk hadn't fanned the flames, Sister Peiyao wouldn't have rejected him! He deserves death, but he can't be killed in front of Sister Peiyao. Once the master comes, he must get rid of this trouble.
"Master Feng is so majestic! This is not Thunder Sword Peak!" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, half-smiling, but did not take action.
He was alert, his mind was more sensitive than usual, and he could clearly hear Feng Baishan's heart.
Just as Fan Peiyao was about to speak, Li Muchan stretched out his hand to stop her and said sarcastically: "Bullying a woman like this is truly the disgrace of a man in the world. Mr. Feng, you are really not worthy of being a man, so just throw yourself into the palace with a knife!"
"You are looking for death!" Feng Baishan was furious, and with a flash of lightning, the tip of the sword had reached Li Muchan's chest.
Li Muchan clapped his hands and heard a crisp sound, "Ding...", like the sound of gold and iron.
"Tsk!" The long sword was inserted into the door with his hand, until it sank into the hilt, and the silver spikes shook slightly.
Li Muchan slowly retracted his right palm and said calmly: "Master Feng, if you disagree, you draw your sword and kill people. Is this the way Lei Jianfeng behaves?"
Feng Baishan looked at him in shock, then slowly looked at his right hand, stunned.
The sword he just thrust out was like hitting a rock. The huge force surged forward, and he was unable to resist. He lost consciousness in his right hand and the sword was already out of his hand.
Li Muchan turned to look at Fan Peiyao: "Miss Fan, this person is not a good companion. It is indeed advisable to think carefully and say goodbye."
"Master, I..." Fan Peiyao said apologetically.
She felt that she had caused Li Muchan to be humiliated, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She would rather be humiliated than herself.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing. Don't pay attention to the barking dog. See you later."
"Yes." Fan Peiyao nodded and sent them out.
Before Li Muchan left, he glanced at Feng Baishan. He was still staring at his right hand with a puzzled expression.
He understood that Feng Baishan was strange. With his palm, the internal energy surged and poured down. His strength was not inferior to that of King Jingshi of the Ming Dynasty.
The results of my two months of retreat have been astonishing. Since then, I have truly become one of the first-rate masters.
The Canghai Shengong and the internal force of the army are integrated into one. Now the place where Qi is stored is not the Dantian, but the Qi membrane. The Dantian is like a lake and the Qi membrane is like the sea, which is naturally different.
Meridians are rivers, but their width restricts the movement of internal force. Now that it has broken through the meridians, it can move freely anywhere in the body. Its power is incomparable. As long as the body can bear it, it can be exerted.
He has the magical power of indestructibility, is physically strong, has strong endurance, and is naturally powerful.
His palm seemed light and careless, but it was powerful. Feng Baishan was caught off guard and would naturally suffer a loss.
The four of them walked out and returned to their private rooms.
Xiao Yuan poured wine for everyone and said with a sweet smile: "This Feng Baishan is really a fool!"
Mei Ruolan picked up the silver cup, frowned slightly and said, "He is indeed not successful. Miss Fan is in trouble."
"Yeah." Gong Qingyun nodded.
He is indeed qualified to be arrogant. If his master comes to propose marriage, even though the Fan family escort agency is large, they have no room to refuse and can only agree obediently.
Li Muchan took a sip from the silver cup, thoughtfully.
Xiao Yuan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Does Mingkong feel sorry for Sister Fan?"
Li Muchan glanced at her angrily, and Xiao Yuan stuck out her tongue.
Mei Ruolan said: "Mingkong, this is a household matter. We can't help, so we'd better not get involved."
Li Muchan frowned and shook his head: "This person..."
"Otherwise, just kill him!" Xiao Yuan snorted.
Mei Ruolan immediately scolded: "Nonsense!"
Gong Qingyun shook her head: "Xiaoyuan, you have a bad idea!"
Xiao Yuan said unconvinced: "This guy is a bad guy. Instead of staying in the world and harming others, it's better to kill him and help Sister Fan."
"If we kill him, we won't be able to survive!" Gong Qingyun said coldly.
Xiao Yuan pouted: "If we run back to Canghai Mountain, what will they do?"
Mei Ruolan said: "Even if we kill him, we still have to wait until Ming Kong returns to Canghai Mountain."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have my own idea. Everyone should eat the vegetables first before they get cold!"
Everyone started eating with silver chopsticks. Suddenly they heard the sound of swords clashing. Li Muchan's expression suddenly changed. He turned around and disappeared into the private room. The three women were surprised, then put down the silver chopsticks and ran out.
Li Muchan appeared in the house of Fan Peiyao and Feng Baishan. The two had already started to attack. Fan Peiyao attacked with a sullen face, his sword shining like snow, while Feng Baishan laughed along and could only block but not attack.
Li Muchan frowned, stood with his hands behind his back, and did not interfere.
When Feng Baishan saw him appearing, his smile faded and he sneered: "Monk, you are being too lenient, get out of here!"
Li Muchan didn't even look at him and said in a deep voice: "Miss Fan, what's going on?"
Fan Peiyao's face turned red, she shook her head without saying a word, her sword was shining like snow, and her moves contained murderous intent.
Feng Baishan sneered while waving his sword: "It seems that I guessed it right, you are really having an affair!"