Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The three of them sat around in the elegant room of the restaurant. The night outside the window was getting darker, and the candlelight flickered, reflecting their faces.

The woman's name is Mingyue. Her smile is innocent and her eyes reveal her admiration for Murong Fu.

Although Duan Lang was attracted by Mingyue's beauty and grace, he was confused about the murderous intention that Murong Fu had captured earlier.

Murong Fu did not reveal his wariness towards Mingyue. Instead, he asked gently: "Miss Mingyue, do you have any special insights into Murong Fu, who is highly praised by people in the world?"

Mingyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Fu with a bit of amusement, "I heard that Master Murong's swordsmanship is unmatched, but what makes me admire you more is your elegant style. I can meet you this time." , it is truly a blessing for three lives and three lifetimes.”

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was searching for something in Mingyue's words.

He asked calmly: "Miss Mingyue, are you also a member of the world?"

Mingyue seemed to be caught off guard by this question. She looked at Murong Fu slightly in surprise, with a smile on her lips: "Although Mingyue loves to listen to the legends of the world, she is just a girl from an ordinary family after all. How dare you behave like this with Mr. Murong?" The characters are comparable.”

This answer made Duan Lang secretly nod, but a sharp light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes.

The moment he heard the name "Ming Yue", he thought of the Ming family, the legendary family that guarded Wushuang City.

He knew that Mingyue was a descendant of the Ming family and the guardian of Wushuang City, and was very likely to be his enemy.

However, Murong Fu did not express his doubts.

He still talked to Mingyue with a smile on his face and changed the subject: "Miss Mingyue, since you love the legends of the world so much, do you also love martial arts?"

Mingyue pretended to be innocent and shook her head: "How can a girl dare to wield a sword? She just listens to what others say."

Mingyue seemed to have a good impression of Duan Lang, her willow eyes wandered, and she suddenly asked coquettishly: "Master Duan Lang, I heard that you martial arts people are free and roam the world as you please. It's really enviable.

I wonder if I can go on this road with you? "

Duan Lang was a little overwhelmed by her question. He glanced at Murong Fu and said awkwardly: "Miss Mingyue, you are a lady from a wealthy family, how can you wander around the world casually? Besides, Master Murong and I are masters and servants. , Wherever you want to go and what you do, you must listen to Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, without revealing his expression, and there was an unfathomable look in his eyes.

He looked at the bright moon, then at Duanlang, and said slowly: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous and not a place for children to play.

If Miss Mingyue really wants to take this path, she needs to think twice. "

There was a hint of disappointment in Mingyue's eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

She suppressed the eagerness in her heart and said with a wry smile: "I know you are worried about me, but I have always been yearning for life in the world and want to experience it myself."

Duan Lang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Murong Fu's gaze.

Murong Fu seemed to be thinking about something. He slowed down his tone and said, "Miss Mingyue, this is not urgent. Before that, maybe you can learn some basic martial arts and understand the rules of the world.

It's not too late to make a decision until you really understand it all. "

After listening to Murong Fu's words, Mingyue's eyes flashed with complicated emotions.

She knew that Murong Fu did not reject her request directly, but he also did not agree, as if he was testing her mind.

She nodded slightly and said calmly: "Mr. Murong is right, I will think twice before doing this."

The three of them chatted for a while, and finally left in the middle of the night.

When Mingyue's figure disappeared into the night, Duanlang couldn't help but ask: "Master, what do you think of Miss Mingyue's request..."

Murong Fu just said calmly: "Time will tell us the answer."

His eyes were as deep as the night, and he seemed to have seen everything behind the bright moon, but he was unwilling to reveal it in advance.

And soon.

Murong Fu and Duan Lang returned to the inn room.

The lights in the room were dim, and a few rays of moonlight shone through the windows on the wooden floor.

The meeting and conversation between the two tonight obviously made them feel heavy-hearted and ready to rest, both physically and mentally.

Suddenly, a woman's scream came from next door, making Murong Fu and Duan Lang look up at the same time.

Duan Lang frowned, and while taking off his outer robe, he said, "Sir, that sound makes people feel uneasy. I'm worried that the people next door are in danger.

I gonna go see. "

Murong Fu pondered for a moment, his eyes were still unfathomable, and he seemed to have guessed something, but he still nodded: "Go, but be careful."

Duanlang followed the order and walked to the door of the next door. He heard a rustling sound in the room.

He was getting more and more nervous, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

He gently opened the door, but he didn't expect that there was a bright moon in the room!

Mingyue was standing by the window, with the curtains fluttering and a panicked expression on her face.

Her hair was messy, she was wearing a plain white dress, and she was holding herself tightly with both hands.

She turned her head and saw Duan Lang, and was stunned for a moment.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely strange.

Duanlang was also stunned. He didn't expect to meet Mingyue here again, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Duanlang's eyes widened. Looking at Mingyue's disheveled appearance, with pear blossoms covered with rain, he was completely unable to connect this image with the purple-clothed woman in the restaurant before.

He stammered and asked: "Miss Mingyue, why are you here?"

At this moment, the sound of Murong Fu's footsteps came from the door.

He walked in slowly, glanced across the room, and stopped on Ming Yue.

He asked softly: "What happened?"

This question seemed to break some balance.

Mingyue suddenly burst into tears. She threw herself into Murong Fu's arms with her clothes disheveled, and said with trembling sobs: "There is a bug in my room. I am so scared, so scared..."

Duan Lang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, it turned out to be such a trivial matter.

But when he turned to look at Murong Fu, he found that Murong Fu's expression did not relax at all.

His eyes were still sharp, as if he could see something deeper through Mingyue's cry.

Murong Fu patted Mingyue's back gently and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

But his voice didn't seem to completely believe what he said. He turned to Duanlang and said, "Go find the people at the inn and ask them to clean up."

Duan Lang took the order and left. When he walked out of the door, he looked back.

Seeing Murong Fu staring at the bright moon with his unfathomable eyes.

The dim light in the room reflected Mingyue's moist eyes, as well as the indifference and contemplation on Murong Fu's face.

The door slowly closed, leaving the two people in the room.

The wind howled outside, and the night became increasingly deep and mysterious.

Mingyue's cries gradually subsided, and her body was still nestled tightly in Murong Fu's arms.