At noon on this day, Liu Chen and Mu Wanqing had lunch, rode black roses, leaned on each other, and walked on the mountain path.

Although it is the height of summer, the mountains are full of green trees, like a huge green umbrella rising from the ground, blocking the sunlight completely, leaving only the wisps of residual light through the gaps in the leafy branches, casting mottled light and shadow in the forest. The mountain breeze is cool, very cool, but there is no heat.

Looking at the green mountains and green waters, green grass and green trees, Liu Chen and Mu Wanqing were relaxed and happy, and all mundane things were left behind. The two of them enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the mountains while walking, and Liu Chen sometimes said some anecdotes, which made Mu Wanqing giggle and laugh, and the larks echoed in the mountains, which was very pleasant to the ear.

The man is dashing and handsome, and the woman is beautiful and pretty. In this picturesque landscape, a man and a woman snuggle up to each other, like a fairy couple.

The more ancient and strange the scenery, the more likely it is to have such a bad scenery as burning the qin and boiling the crane.

Liu Chen and Mu Wanqing were intoxicated by the picturesque landscape, when suddenly a piercing roar came from another mountain. The whistling echoed through the sky for a long time. The echoes of the mountains came and went, and it seemed that the ghosts were calling for their lives. Although it was daylight, it made people's eyes dark, as if the sky was hanging low, the sun was setting, and the sky was about to twilight.

Most of the people who heard this roar, except for Liu Chen and a few others, only felt a tingling pain in their eardrums, a stuffiness in their chests, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Wanqing's delicate body trembled, and said to Liu Chen: "This person's martial arts are so powerful, let's go quickly." ”

Mu Wanqing's words were full of shock, as well as distrust of Liu Chen's martial arts.

Although Liu Chen's martial arts skills before were already very high, his opponents were too weak to reflect his tallness at all.

There are two reasons why Mu Wanqing does not fully trust Liu Chen's martial arts.

One is that Liu Chen is too young, and the hairs on his mouth have not yet grown, to be precise, there are only a few sparse hairs. Young warriors, unless they have a great adventure, their skills must not be profound.

Of course, it is not excluded that some young and strong people pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, the game is dusty, and their martial arts are obviously very high, but they pretend to be a sad and small shrimp in the rivers and lakes of "My martial arts are very low, everyone will abuse me".

However, Liu Chen's performance is very flamboyant, and he is not a strange image of the game at all.

The second reason is that Liu Chen's internal strength cultivation is really not good. Although it is higher than Mu Wanqing, there is still a big gap compared with first-class masters.

This is a world where internal cultivation is used to judge strength and weakness. A person with strong internal strength, even if his martial arts moves are average, can easily kill someone with weak internal strength in seconds.

There are countless such episodes.

In the Tianshan Vulture Palace, Xuzhu protects his body with internal force, and the sword god's extraordinary sword is stunned that it can't hurt a single hair of Xuzhu. During the competition in Western Xia to recruit relatives, the Tubo prince kicked Duan Yu in the chest, and he was shocked and flew out, falling to the ground......

Among the many plots that crush the opponent with internal force, the most classic bridge is the battle of the Shaolin Temple Zangjing Pavilion. A layer of invisible qi wall floated on the sweeping monk's body, and the two masters of Xiao Feng and Murong Fu struck together, but they were turned invisible by the sweeping monk's true qi wall, and a wave of qi and a gust of wind were not stirred.

The internal strength shown by Liu Chen is also at the level of the second rate, and there is a big gap between him and the roaring person on the opposite mountain. In this world where the level of internal strength is used as the main criterion for judging the strength of a martial artist, Mu Wanqing is of course not optimistic about Liu Chen.

In Mu Wanqing's heart, Liu Chen is already his future husband, and caring about it is chaotic, not to mention that Liu Chen's internal strength cultivation is not as good as that person, even if Liu Chen's internal strength cultivation is on par with that roaring person, she is not willing to let Liu Chen fight with him.

It is not uncommon for a master to make a move, killing a thousand enemies, injuring eight hundred, and losing both.

Mu Wanqing wanted Liu Chen to take refuge for a while, but reality usually struggles with imagination, and the more worried things are, the more likely they are to happen.

The man came quickly, as fast as a galloping horse, as light and agile as an ape, and the rugged mountain road was like walking on the ground under his feet. After a few moments, he jumped down from the opposite hill and ran towards the cliff where Liu Chen and Mu Wanqing were.

The man was violent, and at a glance he knew that the person who came was not good, and before the person arrived, people faintly felt that there was a fierce aura coming from the wind.

"Brother Chen, you go quickly, I'll stop him for a while. ”

Mu Wanqing struggled to get out of Liu Chen's arms, jumped off the horse gently, slapped the black horse's buttocks with the scabbard, and shouted, "Black Rose, run, run." ”

Her eyes were full of tears, and she said sadly: "Brother Chen, my husband, goodbye in the next life." ”

The black rose hissed, grinding on Mu Wanqing's body, refusing to leave for a long time.

"Let's go!" Mu Wanqing pulled out her short sword and was about to use the sword to stab the black horse's ass.

Black Rose has followed her since she was a child, Mu Wanqing treats it like a relative, brushes and feeds it personally on weekdays, and is never willing to whip it, but in order to let Liu Chen get out of danger early, she can't care about it anymore.

Liu Chen's heart twitched slightly, there was a hot current stirring in his heart, his eyes were a little sour, he quickly reached out his right palm, flipped his wrist, and gently and skillfully snatched Mu Wanqing's short sword.

"Sister Wan, you are so stupid. Liu Chen gently raised his robe, wrapped Mu Wanqing's slender waist, hugged her into his arms, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a smile: "Although this person is not weak, if he wants to defeat your father-in-law, he is still a little hot." ”

Hearing Liu Chen call herself a father-in-law, Mu Wanqing became shy, her ears were a little red, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, Liu Chen stretched out her index finger, gently pressed her cherry lips, and smiled: "Xiao Nizi, do you dare to doubt your husband's ability? Do you want to be spanked?"

Mu Wanqing stopped talking, her face was as red as a big apple, as if she was about to drip water. She knew that Liu Chen was a proud person, and if she persuaded him any longer, she would humiliate him. Therefore, although Mu Wanqing made up her mind to live and die with Liu Chen, she did not say a word.

The man's speed was extremely fast, and the mountain road seemed to be a few miles away under his feet, and in less than a cup of tea, he crossed the rugged mountain road and came to Liu Chen and Mu Wanqing.

This man is extremely ugly and vicious.

He wore a yellow/colored robe, a head unusually large, a wide mouth showing white teeth, and a pair of eyes that were round and small, like two beans, but the small eyes were shining. He was of medium stature, with a stout upper body, thin lower limbs, and a beard like a steel brush under his chin, and his roots were like halberds, and he couldn't tell how old he was. The dark yellow/colored robe was knee-length, the robe was of fine brocade, very luxurious, but the lower body was wearing a pair of coarse cloth trousers, filthy and ragged, and the color was difficult to distinguish. The ten fingers are sharp and long, like chicken feet.

As soon as he saw the image of this gentleman, Liu Chen guessed his identity by seven or eight points.

The man turned a blind eye to Liu Chen, ignored it, opened a pair of small eyes, couldn't help but look at Mu Wanqing, and asked, "You killed the 'little evil god' Sun Sanba, didn't you?"

Mu Wanqing said: "Not bad. You are his master, the South China Sea Crocodile God, the third evil man in the world, Yue Laosan?"

Yue Laosan was furious and scolded: "Stinky girl who doesn't know anything, I am the second villain in the world, I am Yue Lao's second, not Yue Laosan." Little girl is talking nonsense, I will break your neck. ”

Yue Laosan stretched out his hands, spread ten long, thin fingers, like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, jumped up, and grabbed Mu Wanqing's slender and smooth neck. Once he was caught, with just a slight twist, even a big tree would be broken, not to mention the neck made of flesh and blood?

Mu Wanqing's neck is so smooth and delicate, as beautiful as a white swan, if he is caught by the South China Sea crocodile god, his life will be lost.

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