Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 109 Attacking Little Dragon Girl Again, This Zhao Zhijing is Too Lame

"Fu'er?"

Who is Fu'er?

Where are you, Guo'er?

Xiaolongnu wanted to ask a question, but she couldn't speak because Ouyang Feng had acupunctured her pressure points.

Just as she was getting anxious, she heard the man who had stroked her hair earlier speak:

"You! Who are you?"

The man, who was touching his waist, said:

"My name is Murong Fu from Gusu."

Haha, Zhen Zhibing, you have some nerve!

How could the Quanzhen Sect produce such a scoundrel as you?!

Zhen Zhibing? The Quanzhen Sect?!

Before Xiaolongnu could even be shocked, she suddenly felt a lightness in her body. The pressure points had been released by the man who claimed to be Murong Fu, and she could move freely. At the same time, she felt the cloth covering her vision being removed, and her vision cleared up.

If you ask why Murong Fu released Xiaolongnu's pressure points, you can only say that he transmigrated as Murong Fu, not Zhao Zhijing. When Xiaolongnu turned around, she indeed saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe looking at her with a panicked expression, as if his wicked scheme had been exposed.

Xiaolongnu then looked at Murong Fu, who was releasing her pressure points. She saw that his face was as warm as jade, his eyes as bright as stars, and there was an air of refined nobility between his brows.

Upon closer inspection, he was tall and slender, dressed in white that was as pure as snow, and simply standing there, he looked like a celestial being who had been banished from the world.

Even the sword and jade pendant decorations seemed somewhat superfluous.

Although Xiaolongnu was aloof, she could distinguish between beauty and ugliness. Upon seeing such a handsome man, she couldn't help but feel a slight stirring in her heart.

Zhen Zhibing was both shocked and furious when Murong Fu ruined his plans and then accused him. His face turned pale and then purple.

But he immediately feigned composure. With a sanctimonious expression, he said to Murong Fu, "Who exactly are you? I've never met you before, so why are you targeting me like this?!"

"You call me a scoundrel?! You've insulted my reputation! Are you implying that the Quanzhen Sect has no one left to rely on?"

Murong Fu, fanning himself, suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, that makes sense."

Your Quanzhen Sect does indeed have members.

As expected, the Taoist priests of your Quanzhen Sect always travel in groups when they commit wicked deeds.

"Come out, Zhao Zhijing, don't sneak around!"

When Murong Fu arrived, he noticed someone hiding in the flower bushes in the distance, which he assumed must be Zhao Zhijing. So he directly stated the man's name, demanding that he reveal himself.

Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but frown. Why were there so many unrelated men here today?

She grew up in an ancient tomb, preferring quiet to activity, and even less willing to interact with strangers.

When Zhen Zhibing saw Zhao Zhijing actually emerge from the flower bushes, his eyes were filled with disbelief. He wondered when Zhao had arrived and what his purpose was.

Did you see your own actions towards Xiaolongnu? Did you guess your own intentions?

Fortunately, I only put the veil over Xiaolongnu's head and didn't do anything further. Hopefully, Zhao Zhijing won't gossip when he gets back.

Zhen Zhibing was captivated by Xiaolongnu from the first time he saw her.

Decades of strict rules and regulations, Taoist practices and martial arts—none of it matters anymore.

His heart was in turmoil.

He misses his dream girl, Dragon Girl, all the time.

One day, he saw Yang Guo at the market and was overjoyed.

Because Yang Guo is there, it means that Xiaolongnü is also nearby.

So he secretly followed Yang Guo and found the two thatched huts, where he also met Xiaolongnü, whom he had been longing for day and night.

From then on, his heart found its resting place, and he would secretly watch Xiaolongnu every day, hiding behind trees and among flowers, sometimes for half a day, to relieve his longing.

Today, I saw an old man press the pressure points on Miss Long, rendering her completely immobile.

Unable to speak, unable to walk, unable to resist, unable to escape.

As Yang Guo and the old man walked further and further away, a fire suddenly ignited in Zhen Zhibing's heart. The fire burned brighter and brighter until it made him feel as if his whole body was on fire. When he came to his senses, he had already walked behind Xiaolongnu and covered her eyes with a handkerchief.

Smelling the scent emanating from the girl, who was standing almost inches away, Zhen Zhibing instinctively reached out to touch her.

But he was struck by a sudden realization, the fire went out, and he was filled with panic and unease.

His job change quest was interrupted, and he would never have the chance to become a dragon knight again in this lifetime. Murong Fu continued speaking, interrupting Zhen Zhibing's thoughts:

"Hehe, what are you pretending to be innocent for? I just saw it all. You were looking at this Miss Long with a lewd expression, and when you saw that she was immobilized by acupressure, you blindfolded her."

We're both grown men, don't you think I don't know what you're up to?

Moreover, you Quanzhen people are quite cautious. One person does something bad, and the other keeps watch. If I hadn't come over, would you have had to take over later?

Haha, in this world, if an ordinary girl is treated like this, isn't it cutting off her path to survival?

The Quanzhen Sect truly lives up to its reputation by producing such disciples!

Zhen Zhibing's actions were driven by emotions, but now that Murong Fu has recounted them, he realizes just how beastly his deeds were.

He was immediately filled with shame, but then he suddenly realized that he had been caught before he could even take any action, and since it hadn't become a fact, as long as he didn't admit it, there was still room for redemption.

So he stuck out his neck and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Our Quanzhen School and the Ancient Tomb School have always respected each other. How could I possibly be interested in Miss Long—I was just passing by."

Murong Fu shook his head, turned to look at Xiaolongnu, whose eyes were already filled with murderous intent, and said, "Miss Long, I don't believe what he said."

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Before Murong Fu could finish speaking, Xiaolongnu took out a piece of ice-silk-like material, separated her hands, and put a piece of white silk on her left hand with her right hand. It turned out to be a glove.

Murong Fu nodded. These were the legendary silver silk gloves. Although they were named after silver silk, they were actually woven from extremely fine and tough platinum threads. They were a divine weapon passed down from her grandmaster, Lin Chaoying. Although they were light, soft, and thin, they were impervious to swords and spears.

Xiaolongnu's skin was already snow-white, and when she wore these silver silk gloves, they shone with a beautiful radiance under the bright moonlight, reflecting off her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Wang Yuyan, making her exceptionally beautiful.

Murong Fu thought that Wang Yuyan, Li Qinglu, and Xiaolongnu did look similar, but their different life experiences gave them different temperaments. Ordinary people might not be able to tell the difference, but Murong Fu could tell them apart at a glance.

Wang Yuyan's beauty carries a touch of scholarly elegance and the tranquility of a well-bred young lady; she only reveals a hint of cuteness in front of herself.

Li Qinglu was a princess since childhood and followed Li Qiushui around. She had a bit of a heroic spirit and was also a bit quirky. When Murong Fu taught her, she would show a bit of the madness that Li Qiushui had, which was quite a contrast.

The Little Dragon Girl before them, however, was aloof and cold.

She was adopted by her master and raised in an ancient tomb from a young age, where she never saw sunlight, slept on a bed of cold jade, and practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. She only knew a handful of people, most of whom were dead, so she lacked social skills even more than Mu Wanqing, or what is commonly known as "humanity."

But how can a person truly be free from worldly desires and have no desires at all?

It can only be said that Xiaolongnu's heart is hidden very deeply, but once you truly obtain it, you will witness a completely different contrast.

While Murong Fu was pondering, Xiaolongnu had already broken their swords and severely injured them, causing them to collapse to the ground.

Amid Zhen Zhibing's constant sophistry and Zhao Zhijing's repeated pleas for mercy, Murong Fu snapped out of his daze and stopped thinking about the issue of Xiaolongnu standing with Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu.

After all, in Murong Fu's eyes, the three of them were all noobs, and there was nothing interesting about noobs fighting each other.

But the two men's arguing and pleading were too noisy, so Murong Fu sighed and walked over.

Too lazy to care about Zhen Zhibing, he instead gave Zhao Zhijing a deep look. Seeing Murong Fu looking at him, Zhao Zhijing crawled to Murong Fu's feet, tugging at his trouser leg and saying:

"Great hero, you can be my witness! I am not an accomplice of this silver thief at all. Although we are from the same sect, we have never gotten along."

I discovered this by chance that he was sneaking around Yang Guo, who is my disciple. I was afraid he might harm Yang Guo, so I followed him.

Dragon Girl, Dragon Fairy...: ...Please don't kill me! Settle your scores, settle your grudges! If you must kill someone, kill this silver-robed thief!!!

"Master Murong, please plead for me! I don't want to die!"

Then they saw Zhao Zhijing kowtowing repeatedly to Murong Fu and Xiaolongnu.

Murong Fu was very disappointed. This Zhao Zhijing was too incompetent and not the Zhao Zhijing he knew.

He then said, "Miss Long, you can decide for yourself whether to kill or punish these two."

Xiaolongnu nodded to the strange man, then rolled up the broken sword beside him with a white cloth and threw it, hitting Zhen Zhibing squarely in the chest, a fatal acupoint.

Zhen Zhibing looked at the sword in his chest, which was given to him by his master, who hoped that he would cultivate his mind and practice diligently to resist the enemy and contribute to the inheritance of Quanzhen.

But he never expected that he would be trapped by love and bewitch by his inner demons, almost making a terrible mistake.

But now he's been killed by the one he loves. How can that not be considered a worthy death?

Blood and foam welled up in his mouth as he mumbled incoherently, "Miss Long... I... you..."

He was completely unaware of what was happening, and then his head lolled to the side and he died.

Seeing Zhen Zhibing, who had been his adversary for many years, die like this, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow and fear that he would suffer the same fate.

Unexpectedly, Little Dragon Girl said, "I won't kill you, get out of my way."

Zhao Zhijing felt as if he had been granted a pardon, kowtowed several more times, and then prepared to leave.

But Murong Fu called out to him, and Zhao Zhijing stiffened, turning around with a beaming smile, and said, "Great hero, is there anything else you need?"

Murong Fu pointed at Zhen Zhibing on the ground and said, "Aren't you taking this with you? Leaving it here is bad luck and ruins the feng shui of this house."

What feng shui? These are just two dilapidated thatched huts.

He thought this to himself, but dared not show it at all. He nodded repeatedly and said that if the sect leader asked, he would say that it was Li Mochou who killed him, and that it had nothing to do with the two of you.

With a blank expression, Xiaolongnu waved her hand, signaling him to leave.

Zhao Zhijing quickly dragged Zhen Zhibing's body away.

Then Xiaolongnu thanked Murong Fu and tossed him a bottle of jade bee jelly as a token of her gratitude.

Murong Fu held it in his hand without taking it seriously. He had packed up the honey and jade bees when he went to the beehive earlier.

Seeing that Murong Fu was still lingering, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but frown and said, "Young Master Murong, is there anything else? If not, please leave."

Murong Fu nodded: "Yes, I'm here to find my relatives."

He said he wanted to open his arms and hug the Little Dragon Girl.