The Wanhua Demon Art is related to Zhuo Mufeng's life and death. Once leaked, the consequences will be disastrous. Wu Yuanyuan can understand that he concealed this matter.
But she couldn't let go, and what she couldn't accept was that while Zhuo Mufeng concealed this matter from herself, he generously passed on the Wanhua Demonic Skill to another woman.
What this means is that in Zhuo Mufeng's heart, the sister in white is more important and more trustworthy than herself. She thought she was his only one and his favorite woman, but the reality slapped her hard in the face.
The pain of being deceived and betrayed seemed like an invisible hand tearing Wu Yuanyuan's heart apart, causing her to burst into tears and her chest was so clogged that she almost suffocated.
She tried her best to get rid of Zhuo Mufeng's entanglement. She didn't want to get close to him anymore, she just wanted to run away far away.
As soon as Zhuo Mufeng saw Wu Yuanyuan's reaction, he knew something was wrong. He had a strong intuition in his heart. If he allowed this woman to run away and didn't settle today's affairs, he would probably seriously hurt the relationship between him and Wu Yuanyuan.
Never think about going back to the past!
This was something Zhuo Mufeng couldn't bear, so he simply used martial arts to hold Wu Yuanyuan tightly in his arms from behind and refused to let her go.
Wu Yuanyuan was tired of crying and could no longer struggle. Her voice was low and hoarse and she said: "Let go and go find your sister in white." There was a sense of sadness in her voice that was greater than the loss of heart.
Zhuo Mufeng rested his chin on Wu Yuanyuan's shoulder, face to face: "Regarding the Wanhua Demonic Art, you actually misunderstood me. From the day we got married, even my life is yours, and what's more?"
What secret can’t I tell you?”
These words failed to win a smile from Wu Yuanyuan, and her expression was cold: "Leave it to your sister to be obedient. I will never believe in a disgusting liar like you again in this life!"
"Alas!" Zhuo Mufeng sighed: "The reason why I dragged you out just now was not to avoid Yan Yiqing, not to say nice words to deceive you, but because I had other important matters, but you refused to give them to me.
Chance.
Baby, I know I made you angry, made you sad, and all the mistakes are my fault, but for the sake of my past, can you give me another small chance to finish my words?
?”
Official Zhuo looked at Wu Yuanyuan's expression and said cautiously: "I promise, after you hear this, if you still insist on leaving, I will not stop you, okay?"
He scratched Wu Yuanyuan's snow-white face with the tip of his nose, sniffing her touching fragrance, and pressed his chest against Wu Yuanyuan's back. He thought in his heart that this woman's face had lost some weight, but her figure had not lost any weight at all.
This seemingly invisible friction alone had stirred up Zhuo Mufeng's desire, making him feel hot in his lower abdomen. Thinking of the exquisiteness of this woman's body, all the muscles in his body tightened.
The two people's bodies were stuck together, and Wu Yuanyuan felt someone's reaction intuitively. Wu Yuanyuan was no longer a young girl, so she immediately knew what this guy wanted to do, and her face turned red with anger, and she hit her back hard with her right elbow.
With a bang, Zhuo Mufeng wailed and covered his chest with both hands, pretending to be in pain, but his eyes were quietly paying attention to Wu Yuanyuan's reaction.
Wu Yuanyuan seemed to think about it for a moment, turned her back to him, walked to the side of the hexagonal pavilion, looked at the lake in the distance, and said coldly and briefly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I don't have much time."
Just stay, I'm afraid you won't give me a chance to speak! Zhuo Mufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and walked towards Wu Yuanyuan.
Unexpectedly, this woman seemed to have eyes behind her back, and she suddenly heard her shout: "If you dare to speak, if you dare to do anything inappropriate, don't blame me for being rude!"
Zhuo Mufeng was so frightened that he quickly stopped and said yes. After the woman calmed down a bit, he sent a message: "Miss, do you know why I gave the Wanhua Demonic Art to Yan Yiqing without telling you?
"
Hearing the words eldest lady again, Wu Yuanyuan suddenly remembered the past time. At that time, she could bully this bad guy at will, but he was still her own, and she couldn't help but feel like a knife.
Zhuo Mufeng sent a message: "I have something to say, and I am not afraid of your jokes. In fact, I don't pay attention to the Wanhua Demon Art at all, and it is not considered a top secret at all. I not only handed it over to Yan Yiqing, but also to Balong and Fang
Xiaodie, the two of them can do it too.
The eldest lady should know those two guys, they are the brothers and sisters who were conquered by me in Tianfu."
Wu Yuanyuan smiled miserably. She was already a bit over the top and felt that in Zhuo Mufeng's heart, she was not even as good as those two people. How sad this was.
"Don't think too much about it. I'm telling you this just to let you know that I don't take the Wanhua Demonic Art seriously. So you can't use it to judge my feelings for you. It's unfair to me."
Zhuo Mufeng said hurriedly.
Wu Yuanyuan finally spoke, and of course she didn't say anything nice: "Master Zhuo is so impressive that he doesn't even notice the world's best Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills. But even if you don't notice anything, you have to hide it."
It’s so nice to hug me!”
"..." Zhuo Mufeng was speechless for a moment, knowing that this explanation would not have any effect, so he simply continued to send a message: "Although I don't care about the Wanhua Demon Art, I can't stop everyone in the world from caring about it. Everyone wants it.
My thought at the time was that I couldn't let you, my parents, and the others be put in danger.
I don't care about the lives of Barong and Fang Xiaodie, but your lives are more important than mine. I don't want you to take risks, so I hide it from you.
You will definitely say, this is my quibble, Miss, do you know my plan? The reason why I didn't give you the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills was because I didn't want you to be at risk, but I also made other arrangements."
Wu Yuanyuan did not ask him what arrangements he had made, but instead sent a message: "So, you don't care about your sister's life?" Her tone was full of ridicule and suspicion.
Is this what you need to pay attention to? Aren't you curious about what arrangements I have made? Zhuo Mufeng put his hand on his forehead and continued without answering the other party's words: "Miss, everyone says that the Wanhua Demonic Art is the best martial art in the world.
"Study, who didn't know that this is extremely ridiculous."
Wu Yuanyuan was finally aroused by the arrogance and conceitedness in his words. In addition, she couldn't stand this guy at all, so she immediately argued: "That's because we ordinary people have limited vision, how can we compare with you, Lord Zhuo? Zhuo?"
Your Excellency is so proud of the world, could it be that he has achieved some more powerful miracles?"
These words are purely sarcastic to Zhuo Mufeng and deliberately make him look bad. Don't you Zhuo Mufeng look down on the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu? Well, then you have the ability to come up with more powerful martial arts.
Can't get it? Then what qualifications do you have, and what confidence do you have to despise the Wanhua Demonic Art? Do you want to rely on such inferior means to attract her, Wu Yuanyuan's attention, so as to satisfy your panic, Zhuo Mufeng? Go ahead and dream!
Zhuo Mufeng strolled up to Wu Yuanyuan, turned around and stared at her miraculous profile, which contrasted with the lake and pavilions in the distance, like a charming fairy in a painting, and sincerely praised: "Miss, you are getting more and more beautiful.
It wasn't until you were sad that I realized that I had loved you so much that I couldn't help myself, and I could never lose you again in this life."
"If you just want to talk about these nonsense, I'm sorry that I can't accompany you." Wu Yuanyuan was unmoved, without even looking at this guy, she turned around and walked towards the pavilion neatly.
Zhuo Mufeng looked under the pavilion. It was the coldest winter, the lake was frozen, and the lotus branches on the ice were withered. At this time, snow seeds floated up in the gloomy sky and fell to the world.
Wu Yuanyuan left in anger, full of despair and not knowing what the future would bring. Before she could walk out of the pavilion, Zhuo Mufeng heard a sigh in her ears: "I know you are a genius who practices illusion. These years, you have never given up looking for a six-star level one."
Spiritual martial arts.
Although there were many twists and turns along the way and narrowly escaped death, fortunately, I got what I wanted. I deliberately hid the Wanhua Demonic Skill. Apart from not wanting you to take risks, I actually wanted to give you a big surprise!"
These words were spoken calmly, even in a lowered voice, but the profound meaning contained in them was like a bolt of thunder, fiercely penetrating into Wu Yuanyuan's eardrums. Her forward feet suddenly stopped, and her delicate body paused.
Paused.
"Zhuo Mufeng, before you lie, you should first think about how to make it come true. There is no need for you to deliberately say nice but unrealistic things just to please me. Forget it, I have no control over your and Yan Yiqing's affairs.
, I don’t want to care about it, are you happy like this?”
After saying that, Wu Yuanyuan shook her head sadly. She had not held on to a glimmer of hope just now, hoping that Zhuo Mufeng would tell her that she would cut off her relationship with Yan Yiqing.
But who knew that the other party would still be doing the same thing as before, trying to numb her with some sweet words. Did she really think she was that stupid?
They are also looking for six-star martial arts. Even the six-star martial arts in the Twelve Holy Lands come from the Demon Sect. You, Zhuo Mufeng, are alone. Where can you find it? Could it be that you came to the Great Magic Mountain because of your relationship with the Demon Sect?
"The Great Illusion of Initiation"?
But when she thinks of Yan Yiqing, she doesn't want even the top martial arts in the Demon Sect, the Wanhua Demonic Kung Fu! Some things are past, and there is no way to make up for it.
What she cares about is not martial arts secrets, but Zhuo Mufeng's attitude, but this man doesn't understand.
"Marrow Cleansing Sutra." The voice penetrated his ears, and at some point, Zhuo Mufeng came to Wu Yuanyuan's side again: "This is the six-star martial arts that I have spent all the hard work and traveled all over the world to find for you.
It’s still above the Wanhua Demonic Skill.”
Wu Yuanyuan was stunned. After a long time, she slowly raised her head and said with a complicated expression: "Zhuo Mufeng, do you have to be like this? I said, I don't care about you and Yan Yiqing anymore. You don't have to do it to please me.
I make up lies that even a fool would not believe."
"I lied to you!" Zhuo Mufeng was curious and amused. This woman really got into the bull's horns. He grabbed her slender hand and jumped towards the yard.
When she returned to the room assigned to the two of them, Wu Yuanyuan realized that her hand had been touched by him again. She was about to shake it off and ask Zhuo Mufeng to go out.
Unexpectedly, this guy let go of her first and came to the desk on one side. He picked up the ink stick and polished it while laying out the rice paper. Looking at the look on his face that couldn't wait to prove himself, it looked like he really wanted to cleanse his marrow.