Yi Lin's face was flushed, and she was strange in her heart, she rarely went down the mountain, how could she have such a reputation, her heart was pounding for a while, but she still said in a low voice: "The donor has won the award, but Yi Lin is a monk, and I hope the donor will not say such frivolous words again." ”

"Hehe, this is the truth, it's not a frivolous word, if you don't believe it, let's go find a few people to ask, and we will know if I lied to you!"

Yi Lin was in a hurry, "Don't don't, I just believe it!" If Murong Fu took her elsewhere to meet someone and asked her if she was beautiful, she would not be ashamed to die, not to mention that she was still a monk.

"How old is Little Sister Yilin?"

"Sixteen ......"

"Why did you become a monk?"

"I was brought up by Master since I was a child, and Master became a monk, so I naturally became a monk. ”

"Have you ever thought about marrying a vulgar person?" Murong Fu saw her soft and weak appearance, and couldn't help but think of teasing.

Yi Lin hurriedly shook her head, and said with a slightly red face: "Don't talk nonsense, the Buddha will blame the disciple when he hears it." ”

"What are you afraid of, the Buddha is busy with his old man's affairs, how can he have time to pay attention to you, besides, what is there to blame for this kind of thing, the Buddha said, the Buddha has a fate, if you want to marry, at most you say that you are not broken, and the Buddha has no fate, and you will not blame. Murong Fu became more and more unscrupulous.

Tears rolled in Yi Lin's wonderful eyes, as if she was about to cry, and said: "Yi Lin has never had this thought, donor, don't say it!"

Murong Fu's face suddenly turned pale, "What kind of donor, call me Brother Murong!"

"Murong ......" Yilin was slightly confused by Murong Fu's words at this time, and involuntarily called out, but as soon as the words came out, she immediately felt that something was wrong, and stopped the word "brother" in time, and just whispered, "Don't be like this." ”

"Why don't you dare to look at me, am I ugly?" Murong Fu couldn't help but pretend to be angry when he saw that she kept her head down.

"No...... No, the donor looks very ...... It's nice to look at, it's just ...... It's just ......" Yilin squeaked, and she couldn't answer for a long time.

"Just what?"

"Nothing!" Yilin shook her head and refused to say more.

"Since the donor is good-looking, you should take a second look!" Murong Fu said with a slight smile.

Yi Lin seemed to have plucked up her courage and looked up at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu saw that a layer of red glow appeared on her pure and flawless complexion, and with a little more delicate color, he couldn't take his eyes off it for a while.

"Donor...... The donor ......" Yilin called twice and did not respond, but seeing Murong Fu's rather fiery eyes, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.

"Ahem!" Murong came back to his senses, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being so uncompetitive, and the atmosphere was quite awkward for a while, so he had to hurriedly change the topic, "By the way, where are you going, how can you be ambushed by those people?"

Yi Lin hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "We are at the invitation of the Emei faction to go to the Bright Peak to exterminate the evil demons. ”

Murong Fu couldn't help but pouted secretly in his heart, the exterminator was too strong-tempered, vicious and hateful, Dingxian Shitai was also compassionate, others wanted to harm her, and she refused to see her die, both of them were nuns, how could there be such a big difference, what made him muttered even more was that Dingxian would lie in this troubled water.

Next, the two chatted with each other, in fact, most of them were Murong Fu asking, and Yi Lin occasionally replied a few words, always maintaining a restrained appearance, and gradually Murong Fu lost interest, although Yi Lin was beautiful and cute, but he always kept a distance from Murong Fu, as if he was some kind of flood beast, it was really boring.

An hour passed, and when Murong Fu was waiting a little impatiently, the voice of Master Dingxian finally came from inside the cave, "There is Lao Murong Gongzi to protect the Dharma, the poor nun is grateful, please come in and talk!"

Murong Fu said loudly: "The juniors still have important things to do, since the master is already fine, the juniors will not delay much, so I will leave." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the valley, but he didn't mean to turn back.

Yi Lin looked at Murong Fu's back in a daze, "Donor......"

I wanted to save a few words, but I swallowed the words again, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

It wasn't until after Murong Fu left that Dingyi Shitai's voice came from inside the cave, "Is Yilin outside? Come in quickly!"

Yi Lin hurriedly walked into the cave.

Murong Fu returned to the place where the disciples of the Hengshan Sect had cultivated before, and at this time, the faces of the disciples improved, and their appearance was no longer as embarrassed as before, but when they saw Tingfeng whispering something to Blowing Snow on the side, their expressions were full of resentment.

"What, you're talking bad about Gongzi behind your back again?" Murong Fu came behind the two and said with a smile on his face.

Listening to the wind snorted, he twisted his head to the side, and Blowing Snow turned around and said, "Childe, when are we on the road?"

Murong Fu reached out and pinched Tingfeng's little face with amusement, "Okay, okay, let's go!"

Listening to the wind, he slapped Murong Fu's hand away, but when he heard Murong Fu's words, he couldn't help but feel happy, and the clouds of talent dissipated immediately.

The three of them directly carried the light gong in the same place and drifted away, which aroused the envy of the disciples of the Hengshan faction.

However, it was already dark at this time, and the three of Murong Fu just walked for a while, widening the distance from the Hengshan faction, then stopped eating some dry food, meditated on the spot, and did not leave until the next day.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Murong Fu and his party hurried slowly, touring the mountains and rivers while hurrying, so uncomfortable, on this day, they finally arrived in the territory of Dehua Mountain.

Speaking of Huashan, we have to mention Huashan on the sword, because the two Huashan swords of the Central Plains Five Uniques are passed on as a good story in the martial arts, resulting in the people in the martial arts who are also yearning for Huashan, as long as the martial arts competition is mentioned, they will inevitably think of Huashan, and even many people also specially set the place of the competition at the top of Huashan, and came to Huashan thousands of miles away, climbed the peak, and emulated the Central Plains Five Uniques.

"Actually, more people hope to become famous through this!" Murong Fu thought in his heart.

However, in this way, it ushered in the spring of the Huashan faction, because of the rise of the "Huashan Sword", attracted many people with good qualifications and yearning for martial arts to come here to seek opportunities, and finally the opportunity was not found, but the majority of the people who worshiped the Huashan faction gradually showed signs of recovery.

"Childe, why did we have to take an extra two days to come to this Huashan, does Childe also want to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate?"

At this time, Murong Fu and the three of them were eating in a restaurant at the foot of Huashan Mountain, the largest town.

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "Naturally not, I don't know the specific time of Huashan's sword-talking, anyway, it's not in the near future, but if someone can really hold an all-martial arts 'Huashan sword', I'm interested in participating." ”