At this time, Xie Fu asked: "Are you so generous?" He seemed a little moved.
Wang Wanzhi said with a smile: "If you really marry me, and there will be at least dozens of maids accompanying me, you should kill them first and then show off."
Xie Fu was surprised, "I can't tell you are this kind of person."
Wang Wanzhi said calmly: "I can't see that you are this kind of person."
Seeing Fu Xie staring at her, Wang Wanzhi smiled and said: "This matter between men and women is natural. I have very little contact with my boudoir, and the world keeps it secret, so it is difficult to say it clearly."
Xie Fu praised: "You are indeed an elegant person."
Wang Wanzhi said calmly: "Too elegant is not necessarily a good thing. It is better to be vulgar, otherwise you will be separated from the world."
"Okay, wash your face, let's get started today."
"You have so much confidence in me?"
“It’s okay to enjoy victory and lose.”
"If I lose, you will be someone else's."
"It's ridiculous. Do you really think they can pass me?"
"Then you are not cheating."
"I never cheat."
If it weren't for Xie Fu, she would never have cared about this marriage proposal. It would be best if Xie Fu could be justified.
…
The two left Wanyuan and returned to the house where they usually lived.
Xie Fu still prepared a breakfast for Wang Wanzhi before heading to the martial arts garden.
When he met Xiuyun at the gate of the Yanwu Garden, Xie Fu was just about to say hello when he heard a group of maids greeting him: "Thank you, Master, and all blessings."
Yesterday, thanks to Fu for saving those maids, the news had already spread among the Wang family maids last night.
Everyone said how good and handsome Xie Fu was. Some people had never seen Xie Fu or paid attention to him before, so they left a preconceived impression in their hearts.
This time the Wang family is looking for a bride, and the young men from famous families are gathering, and no one of them is handsome and unrestrained. On this basis, personality charm becomes particularly important.
All the maids congratulated him in unison. This scene was quite spectacular. Xie Fu felt like an emperor returning to the palace, and he was stunned for a moment.
Seeing his dull look, the maids felt approachable and started to giggle.
"Xiuyun, your Mr. Xie is here. I'm so envious. I also want to serve Mr. Xie. Even if I can't touch Mr. Xie, it would be nice to smell Mr. Xie's body."
Seeing that they were talking about Mr. Xie's dirty talk again, Xiuyun walked quickly towards Mr. Xie. She had already listened to the dirty talk all night last night.
Women, three people can become a tiger, and a crowd of words can make a fortune.
"Thank you, Master, it's so early for you today."
"Xiuyun, you were earlier than me."
"Of course I have to wait for you here first. Let's get in the car."
Xie Fu smiled at the maids not far away and said hello.
Xiuyun reminded in a low voice: "Just don't go there, lest they eat you."
Xie Fu smiled: "Are they fairies?"
Xiuyun chuckled and said, "Absolutely."
Now Mr. Xie is more popular than Mr. Lu, and he is easy-going. Once he gets entangled, he may not be able to leave.
Before getting into the car, Xie Fu said to all the maids in a serious tone: "Master Xie can't eat it."
This joke immediately made the girls burst into laughter, and silently narrowed the distance between them.
After getting on the carriage, Xie Fu immediately lowered his eyes and took a nap to rest his mind.
Xiuyun originally had something to say, but when he saw Xie Fu resting, he didn't bother him.
However, Xie Fu looked down and asked proactively: "Xiuyun, you won't put all your wealth on me again today, will you?"
Xie Fu was confident in the previous few times, but this time when facing Gu Xuan, he had no confidence at all.
To be honest, Gu Xuan's presence was like cheating when the Wang family was recruiting a bride this time.
"I'm not that stupid. Who doesn't know that Mr. Gu is a god-like existence?"
"That's fine. How much did you deposit?"
"No deposit, not even a tael of silver."
Xie Fu opened his eyes with a surprised expression. Based on his understanding of Xiuyun, Xiuyun would definitely support him even though he knew he would lose.
"Mr. Xie, you are curious about why I didn't deposit money this time, aren't you?"
Xie Fu nodded as acquiescence.
Xiuyun explained: "The odds are very different this time. If you bet on you to win, you will pay one hundred taels for one tael. If you bet on Mr. Gu, you will pay one hundred taels for one tael."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "What an exaggeration."
Xiuyun continued: "However, everyone knew that you would definitely lose, but they still wanted to support you by betting on you. After final discussion, they decided not to bet."
"Why?"
"Because everyone said that if you knew that everyone was betting on you to win, you would definitely not want to let everyone down, and you would definitely work hard. No one wants you to work hard."
Xie Fu smiled: "Am I so good? It must be Xiuyun's idea, right?"
Xiuyun said softly: "Yes, winning or losing is not important. Mr. Xie, I just want you to be safe."
"What a kind and good girl. By the way, where's your little flag?"
Xiuyun chuckled: "We won't use small flags today, we will use big flags."
While chatting, we quickly got out of the carriage and walked to Yin Chun Shui Pavilion.
There were only two competitions at Yin Chun Shui Pavilion today to determine the winner of each word. I originally thought it would be relatively deserted, but I didn't expect that many people had already come in advance.
Zhang Lingxiao, who was absent from the competition yesterday because of an assassination injury, was here today, and his arm was obviously bandaged.
From a distance, Zhang Lingxiao smiled specifically at Xie Fu, taking the initiative to say hello.
Wei Sanren next to Zhang Lingxiao locked his eyes on Xie Fu. He probably heard something about it yesterday. He looked at Xie Fu with disbelief in his eyes. He would never have guessed that this person was actually Geng. The one who finally had a decisive battle with Gu Xuan.
When Fu Xie approached, Zhang Lingxiao smiled and said, "Master Xie, I often hear my roommate mention you."
In fact, Zhang Lingluo did not mention Xie Fu to him. Someone else told him that Lingluo and Xie Fu had a close relationship.
"Ling Luo?"
Zhang Lingxiao nodded and smiled: "Ling Luo is my biological sister, but she does things in her own way and often offends people. If there is any offense to Mr. Xie, I, as the elder brother, would like to express my apology to Mr. Xie in advance. I hope Haihan."
"Ling Luo also helped me a lot, Mr. Zhang, there is no need to be so polite."
The two started chatting about Zhang Lingluo, and they got to know each other through Zhang Lingluo.
In fact, based on the relationship between Zhang Yizhen and Zhang Lingluo, among the four clans in Wuzhong, Xie Fu is the closest to the Zhang family. If Zhang Lingxiao is not Zhang Lingyun, Xie Fu would also like to have a harmonious relationship with Zhang Lingxiao.
While chatting, Nan Rong Yinfeng walked slowly towards this side, stopped and looked at Xie Fu and said: "Let's fight for our younger generation, don't be knocked down with one move like me."
The relationship between Xie Fu and Nan Rong Yinfeng was limited to acquaintance and neither cold nor hot. Xie Fu did not expect that he would go out of his way to cheer him up, so he nodded with a smile.
Wei Sanren's eyes fell on Nanrong Yinfeng, that is, he met Gu Xuan, a demigod, otherwise this one-armed boy would be very scary.
He had thought that Nan Rong Yinfeng would be the final winner of the Geng character, but he did not expect that the Geng character would be so hidden.
Gu Xuan, Lu Wenlin, Xie Fu, Nan Rong Yinfeng, any one of them, placed in other character groups, is an outstanding existence.
The word Geng is the real word for death, no one can guess it.
Wei Sanren has always been arrogant, but today he feels that he is short-sighted, and as a senior, he is outdone by a group of young juniors.
As the old saying goes - heroes emerge from youth, and these young heroes will surely be the most powerful ones in martial arts in the future.
"Thank you, Fu, all I can tell you is that Gu Xuan's weakness lies in his fists. Yesterday, you thought Gu Xuan didn't take action, but in fact he did. Even he didn't dare to accept my sword and remove his fists. Fist, even the demigod will die under my sword."
No one knows the scene of yesterday's confrontation better than Nan Rong Yinfeng.
His sword intention has been achieved, but the difference between strength and cultivation made his sword like a mayfly shaking a tree.
Is this what the young man said - even the demigods will die by my sword, how arrogant and arrogant they are!
"As expected of Nan Rong Yin Feng, he was able to see through Gu Xuan's weaknesses with just one sword strike."
Wei Sanren looked over and saw that the person speaking was Ye Jinghong, who was dressed in white and as white as snow.
This man was able to defeat a half-demon with his sword unsheathed. Wei Sanren was well aware of the tyranny of a half-demon, and while moved, his old face turned slightly red.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Brother Ye."
Ye Jinghong walked closer, glanced at Nanrong Yinfeng, and then his eyes fell on Fu Xie: "Brother Nanrong has seen through Gu Xuan's weakness. As for the sharp edges of Gu Xuan's fists, I can remove them with one strike of my sword."
Wei Sanren's heart trembled. This one was even more arrogant. However, Ye Jinghong always gave people a sense of humility, and his sword was always hidden in its sheath. It seemed that no one had ever seen him take it out of its sheath.
If Ye Jinghong's sword was unsheathed, what terrible power would it have?
Fu Xie never doubted Ye Jinghong's words, "One sword will level the river." He asked with a smile: "What's next?"
Ye Jinghong smiled brightly: "The next step is to see you, Brother Xie."
Before Xie Fu could answer, another proud male voice came: "I'm afraid that Brother Xie alone won't be able to shake the Third Master. How about this most difficult battle be fought by Brother Xie and I together?"
Wei Sanren opened his eyes, Lu Wenlin! Like Gu Xuan, he is known as the most outstanding martial arts genius in Suzhou in the past three hundred years, and is Gu Xuan's successor! Gu Xuan in the future!
Before yesterday, he didn't know Lu Wenlin, but later he learned that this sentence about Suzhou's most outstanding martial arts genius in the past three hundred years came from Gu Xuan.
Another random laugh came: "How about adding me?"
Xie Fu looked at the person who came and said with a smile: "Brother Yi, why are you here."
Yi Hang responded: "How could I miss this rare scene?"
Yi Hang also has a decisive battle with Li Huichao today, but if he doesn't show up at the competition venue, he will automatically abstain.
The mission of his trip to Jinling was completed yesterday.
Nan Rong Yinfeng, who had always been taciturn, seemed to look down on Yi Hang: "Yi Hang, forget it. If you insist on joining, you will be responsible for collecting the corpses for us in the end."
After hearing Nan Rong Yinfeng's serious tone, Ye Jinghong and Lu Wenlin laughed.
Yi Hang smiled slightly: "Yinfeng, do you think you can definitely beat me?"
Nanrong Yinfeng didn't comment or disagree, obediently Yi Hang still had a trick, but no one had ever seen Yi Hang use the trick.
But one thing can be confirmed, if Yi Hang doesn't use his trick, he is absolutely sure to kill Yi Hang.
Lu Wenlin smiled and said: "Today, one year later, how about meeting in Suzhou to challenge the Third Master?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several people immediately showed a fiery look. It was definitely exciting to be able to challenge Gu Xuan and fight against the number one martial artist in Suzhou.
What would it be like to fight against a demigod?
Lu Wenlin already knew the answer by looking at the expressions of several people, "Then it's settled. As the host, I will fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
Although several people should not say a word, they understood each other tacitly.
Gu Xuan is a peak. Anyone who pursues martial arts is eager to cross this peak.
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