Mu Wanqing killed Yue Laosan's apprentice Sun Sanba, so she naturally knew that the other party was looking for her. If it had been in the past, she would have fled far away, but at this moment, she was in turmoil and had forgotten her life long ago.

Even, for a moment, such a thought popped up in her mind, that is, to kill Meng Fan with the help of Yue Laosan's hand, with her own oath.

However, as soon as this thought emerged, Mu Wanqing suddenly remembered that Meng Fan had a life-saving grace for her, and she couldn't help but feel a different emotion in her heart.

She asked herself, she didn't really dislike Meng Fan that much, if she knew more about Meng Fan, if Meng Fan was okay, maybe she would choose to marry the other party.

As soon as she thought of this, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but look at Meng Fan, seeing the indifference and confidence on the other party's face, she sighed in her heart and secretly thought:

Well, if he really repels the wicked man, he will follow him from now on, and if he does not live up to himself, he will marry him, otherwise, he will find an opportunity to die together, and he will fulfill his original vow.

Thinking about it like this, Mu Wanqing suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Meng Fan didn't know that Mu Wanqing thought so much in an instant, seeing that the other party didn't believe in his martial arts, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled: "I heard that you swore that if someone saw your appearance, if you didn't kill him, you would marry him, yes or no?"

"How do you know?" Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes were stunned, and there was a hint of surprise at the moment, "You recognize me?"

The corners of Meng Fan's mouth twitched, and he pretended to be disdainful: "What's so strange about recognizing you, there are no things in this world that I Meng Fan don't know!"

Mu Wanqing's eyes flashed, and she said in her heart that his original name was Meng Fan, this name had never been heard of at all, and he was not a powerful person at all, and then she thought of the other party's wild words, she smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Toad yawns - nonsense!"

When Meng Fan heard this, he was not angry, but said with a smile: "Is it nonsense, we will know later, now let's make a bet first, how about it?"

"What bet?" asked Mu Wanqing without pretending to be a color.

"Just bet on whether I can win against Yue Laosan. Meng Fan smiled, said this, paused and continued: "If I win, you will follow me in the future, everything will listen to me, how about it?"

Mu Wanqing listened, rarely not angry, but asked calmly, "What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I'm afraid I won't lose my life if I lose, but for the sake of fairness, if I lose, I'll be at your disposal. Meng Fan replied shamelessly.

This gamble is very much in line with Mu Wanqing's current intentions, so she agreed without hesitation.

At this moment, on the path in the distance, a yellow figure rushed towards him. This person was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, he came to Meng Fan and the others.

This person's head is extremely big, but his eyes are as small as mung beans, and he is the third child of the South China Sea crocodile god. At this moment, his feet stopped, and his eyes immediately swept towards Meng Fan and Mu Wanqing with a glint of fine light.

However, the next moment, I saw him look stunned, looked at Meng Fan with a shocked expression, and shouted, "It's you!"

Mu Wanqing was stunned when she saw Yue Laosan's demeanor, it seemed that the other party not only knew Meng Fan, but was also very jealous, what was going on?

In her opinion, Meng Fan is not very old, and he looks like a soft and weak scholar, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a person with advanced internal strength, Yue Laosan is so jealous of him, is it because he underestimated his swordsmanship?

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and prepared to continue to wait and see. Unexpectedly, at this moment, I only heard Yue Laosan's exclamation of "ah", and the whole person didn't say a word, turned around and fled.

"This ......" Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing's eyes were stunned, and she looked at Yue Laosan's back in a daze, for a long time, her eyes turned around, and she looked at Meng Fan in disbelief.

At this moment, Meng Fan was also dumbfounded, he was not surprised that Yue Laosan could recognize him, but this reflection really made people laugh and cry.

However, he didn't know that the scene where he received thousands of arrows with "Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea" left a very deep impression in Yue Laosan's heart, although Yue Laosan had no brains, but he still had knowledge, and that kind of martial arts was no less than magic magic in his eyes. In this way, where would he dare to do it.

At that moment, Meng Fan glanced at Mu Wanqing, and said with a smile: "How about it, Yue Laosan ran away from the wind, I should have won this gamble!"

Mu Wan snorted coldly and did not reply, which was regarded as acquiescing to Meng Fan's statement.

After a little silence, she suddenly raised her head and asked coldly, "You just said that you want to teach me martial arts, does it count?"

Yue Laosan's performance made Mu Wanqing realize that she underestimated Meng Fan, so she couldn't help but be curious about Meng Fan's martial arts, and at the same time, she also wanted to try Meng Fan's mind to see if he was perfunctory or really wanted to teach himself a mastery.

"Of course it counts!" Meng Fan's tone did not have the slightest hesitation, and said with a smile on his face: "What, are you willing to learn now?"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to teach or not?" Mu Wanqing's tone was eager, and she didn't know if it was the result of nervousness or impatience.

"Teach, of course I did!" Meng Fan grinned, "However, if I want to teach you this martial art, you must first dissolve your own internal force before you can practice, do you dare to learn it?"

"You are fooling me, how can you have such martial arts?" Mu Wanqing was suddenly furious, her beautiful eyes stared at Meng Fan fiercely, and a trace of mist flashed faintly, and she didn't know if she was lost or angry.

"How could I fool you, you haven't heard of it, it's just that you don't know much. Meng Fan put away his smile, and there was a rare trace of solemnity on his face, "The martial art I want to teach you is called "Northern Shengong", which is more subtle than Shaolin's "Yijin Sutra", and after practice, you can also maintain your appearance and immortality, how about it, it's amazing!"

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she was stunned on the spot, for women, there is nothing more attractive than youth, but this kind of martial arts is really hard to believe.

After a while, her mind turned, her eyes involuntarily turned to Meng Fan, at that moment, her mind turned, and a thought burst out of her mind, only to see her eyes tremble, and he asked hesitantly: "Tell me honestly, how old are you?"

Originally, she didn't believe that such martial arts existed, but when she thought of Yue Laosan's performance, she was shaken.

Meng Fan can make Yue Laosan so afraid, which means that his martial arts are far superior to the other party, under the combination of the two, does it mean that Meng Fan is not as young as his appearance shows, perhaps, the other party is simply an old man of fifty or sixty years old.

Thinking that she was going to marry someone who could be her grandfather, Mu Wanqing felt an indescribable bitterness and despair in her heart.