Chapter eight hundred and ninety-eight if this is not love
Wu Yuanyuan crossed her arms and stood more than ten steps away, watching with cold eyes.
She didn't know anything else, but as a martial artist, how could she not know how precious Six-Star Martial Arts was? Only two of the Twelve Holy Lands had complete Six-Star Martial Arts, and the rest only had half of it. The same was true for the Demon Sect.
, not much better.
With the emergence of the Ten Thousand Transformations Demonic Art, some secret news has already spread in the world. It is said that the above supreme martial arts evolved from the Ten Thousand Transformations Demonic Art.
In other words, strictly speaking, there is only one supreme martial art in the world, which is the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu. This is also the reason why it is called the best martial arts in the world.
The Wanhua Demon Man back then became the number one master in Yunei. His popularity was not inferior to that of Tu Juecheng today, and he was also invincible for an era.
As a result, Zhuo Mufeng said that he had found a six-star martial arts that was more mysterious than the Wanhua Demonic Art and was also a spiritual illusion. Anyone else would have thought it was a fantasy and not realistic at all!
Wu Yuanyuan didn't think she was stupid, so of course she couldn't believe Zhuo Mufeng's nonsense. Seeing this guy's arrogance, she couldn't help but sneered and said to herself, I'd like to see what you can write.
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The sky was getting dark, and the wind and snow outside were blowing harder and harder. At first, there were fine snow seeds, but later, they turned into swirling snowflakes.
This is the first snow of the year.
The window paper reflects that the wind and snow outside are getting worse, and the house is pitch black. Zhuo Mufeng doesn't raise his head while writing: "Miss, help me hold the lamp."
Wu Yuanyuan snorted, raised her chin, and remained unmoved. Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to continue writing. With his eyesight being a little darker, it didn't matter.
Time passes little by little.
"As expected of Six Star Martial Arts, Master Zhuo didn't finish writing it for more than an hour. It's really profound." Wu Yuanyuan said sarcastically.
An hour is not long or short, but for ordinary five-star martial arts, with the hand speed of a martial artist, it can be almost finished in two quarters of an hour.
Of course Wu Yuanyuan could not stand all the time. She had already sat down at the round table with tea cups, held the lamp, lit the incense burner, and the weak candlelight inside the gauze cover flickered.
She dragged her cheek with one hand. On the table was the meal that had just been delivered by Jiedushi's servants. It was a combination of meat and vegetables, and the dishes were exquisite. Normally, Wu Yuanyuan and Zhuo Mufeng would definitely eat together, but just now she ate alone.
I didn’t call him Zhuo Mufeng.
"Are you still finished? I'm going to rest. Once I've finished editing, I'll leave as soon as possible. If you really can't continue editing, just edit it tomorrow!" After waiting for a while, Wu Yuanyuan said angrily.
In this kind of weather, she usually goes to bed after eating and reading a book. Although she is not afraid of the cold, it is always more comfortable to stay in a warm bed.
Now she would not let Zhuo Mufeng touch her again. Of course she had to drive the person away before taking off her clothes, so she was a little impatient.
Not long after the shouting, Zhuo Mufeng, who was at the desk, finally put down his pen and stretched out, as if he had finally finished. Seeing his hateful smiling face, Wu Yuanyuan had no reason to be angry.
"Miss, I'm glad you've lived up to your mission. Come and take a look." Zhuo Mufeng waved to Wu Yuanyuan.
Wu Yuanyuan didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but although she didn't believe it at first, her curiosity was aroused by Zhuo Mufeng, and she really wanted to see what this guy had written after working hard for more than an hour.
Secondly, she was forced to wait for more than an hour, so she couldn't wait in vain.
So after weighing it up, Wu Damei snorted disdainfully, stood up and walked to the desk, and started to chase people away: "Now that you've finished writing, you can leave. I don't like irrelevant people staying in my room."
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Zhuo Mufeng smiled bitterly: "How can I be an irrelevant person?" Seeing Wu Yuanyuan's cold eyes, he obediently stood up from the chair and motioned for her to sit.
Wu Yuanyuan ignored him and picked up the top piece of paper, which was filled with densely written words. When she glanced at it, the four characters "Nine Heavens Sutra" came into view first.
"Hey, this is the illusion martial arts you are talking about? The name seems to be something like that." Wu Yuanyuan smiled, and from her expression to her tone, it was clear that she was seeing a joke.
Zhuo Mufeng: "In addition to the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, I also obtained two other six-star martial arts, plus the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu, a total of four. I have written them all down."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yuanyuan almost laughed out loud no matter how much she resented Zhuo Mufeng.
Forget about the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Art, everyone knows that it is in the hands of Zhuo Mufeng, but according to this bastard, he actually has three other six-star martial arts at hand.
It can be inferred from the previous situation that Zhuo Mufeng is unlikely to obtain supreme martial arts from the Demon Sect. Moreover, based on Wu Yuanyuan’s understanding of Zhuo Mufeng, the Wanhua Demonic Kung Fu is the root of the six-star martial arts in the world. This bastard cannot possibly
Use the supreme martial arts from the Demon Sect as a supplement.
In other words, the three six-star martial arts mentioned by Zhuo Mufeng have never appeared in the world for thousands of years!
Is this possible? Impossible! A brand new supreme martial arts is rare and unique in the world, let alone one of the three.
At this moment, Wu Yuanyuan made up her mind to read the contents on the paper carefully to see how this bastard Zhuo Mufeng made a fool of himself.
She glanced around and began to read seriously. She didn't take it seriously at first, but after reading a few sentences, her soft eyebrows frowned inadvertently, and her expression began to change subtly.
As she continued to read word by word, Wu Yuanyuan, who was originally careless, became more and more shocked as she read. Her pair of beautiful eyes that were as bright as stars were almost widened. Her plump and attractive lips were slightly opened, revealing a small piece of white teeth.
The whole person seemed to be greatly frightened, and seemed to have seen something incredible. The delicate hands holding the paper were trembling slightly.
After finishing one piece of paper, she quickly picked up the next one, and then the next one, looking at it one by one, the expression on her beautiful face was really wonderful.
Sometimes it was unbelievable, sometimes shocking, sometimes as if she had seen a ghost. Her plump breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, like waves. Even the loose red coat couldn't cover it, but it made Zhuo Mu wind up.
It was a feast for the eyes.
This guy thought of Wu Yuanyuan's unparalleled figure, which was really a chronic poison that could kill a man. The long-suppressed desire surged up again, and he almost couldn't control himself.
After reading the Nine Heavens Sutra, Wu Yuanyuan picked up the next piece of paper, which had the words "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" written on it. Her pretty face tightened, and she read it more carefully than before.
By the time she finished reading the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, Wu Yuanyuan's brain was already buzzing, and she could hardly believe what she was seeing. No one would dare to even dream of such a thing.
She was in a daze for a long time, still unable to calm down. Her eyes moved, and then she turned to the third martial arts, which was called Tianmo Kung Fu.
From the name, it seemed that it was also a martial art from the Demon Sect. The content above made Wu Yuanyuan tremble with fear. If it was really like what was described above, this martial arts would be too terrible and terrifying.
But then again, the previous Nine Heavens True Sutra and Marrow Cleansing Sutra are by no means inferior to the Heavenly Demon Technique in terms of mysteries.
The fourth door is the magic power of all transformations.
With the pearls and jade from the previous three martial arts in front of her, Wu Yuanyuan looked at the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu again, and felt that although this martial arts, known as the best in the world, had its own uniqueness, it was not that magical anymore.
After a long time, Wu Yuanyuanfang slowly let go of the paper in her hand and let it fall to the desk. She turned her head little by little and stared at Zhuo Mufeng: "Did you make it up?"
Zhuo Mufeng shrugged: "If the eldest lady thinks I can make up such a thing, fine, then I will make it up."
Wu Yuanyuan was so anxious that she completely forgot that she didn't want to have any physical contact with this guy before. She pinched Zhuo Mufeng's neck with both hands and shook him back and forth: "Speak to me, what is going on? If you dare to lie to me again,
I will never forgive you!"
Realizing that her voice was a bit loud, the woman actually looked towards the window, as if she was afraid of attracting others. She released Zhuo Mufeng's neck with both hands, brushed the floor, picked up a stack of paper on the table, and hugged her tightly.
In my arms, I looked like I was afraid of being taken away.
Zhuo Mufeng said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you that in addition to the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu, I also got three six-star martial arts, all of which I found. With the eldest lady's eyesight, I can't believe that she can't recognize the treasures.
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Although she is not from the Twelve Holy Lands, the Sanjiang Alliance is still a top force. Wu Yuanyuan's knowledge is not bad. What's more, she is a rare martial arts genius. How can she not see the depth?
It is no exaggeration to say that the three unfamiliar martial arts written by Zhuo Mufeng are definitely not lower than the Wanhua Demonic Kung Fu, a proper six-star level.
Wu Yuanyuan couldn't believe it, she was dizzy from the shock, but her remaining sense and judgment told her that these three martial arts were probably true, and they were the top and supreme martial arts in the world!
How can this be?
The beautiful lady Wu looked at Zhuo Mufeng in surprise. When she saw Zhuo Mufeng taking a step forward, she immediately shouted: "Don't come over here. If a man keeps his word, this stack of paper belongs to me!"
Zhuo Mufeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only stand where he was: "Since I wrote it, of course it is for you. Yuanyuan, eldest lady, I have already said that it was not that I didn't give you the Ten Thousand Transformations Demonic Art, I just didn't want you to bear the burden.
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My life and my heart all belong to you. Everything that belongs to me, Zhuo Mufeng, belongs to you. What else can I hide from you?
I traveled to all corners of the world, traveled to thousands of rivers and mountains, and went through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and finally found these three six-star martial arts. Do you think I am doing it for myself? I am doing it for you. I do everything for you.
Girl Yuan, now you should see my sincerity and know how deep my love for you is, right?"
The disgusting words of love came to her face, Wu Yuanyuan's face turned red, and she looked at Zhuo Mufeng with extremely complex eyes.
Facts speak louder than eloquence, and are worth a thousand words. Without the stack of paper in her hand, Wu Yuanyuan would have thought that Zhuo Mufeng was trying to coax her, but what about now?
There was no nonsense at all, and she had no reservations at all. She just wrote down the four six-star martial arts and handed them all to her.
You know, most men in this world may not pass on their unique skills to their wives, but only to their sons.
Look at Zhuo Mufeng again, that is a six-star martial arts, not to mention that three of them are unprecedented. Any one of them is incomparable to the country and is enough to shock the world. In the end, he gave it to himself!
If this is not considered love and does not represent Zhuo Mufeng's feelings for him, then what is?
Wu Yuanyuan bit her lip, her eyes that were originally disguised as indifferent gradually turned sticky.