Wu Yuanyuan crossed her arms with her chest, stood more than ten steps apart and watched coldly.

She didn't know anything else, but as a martial arts world, how could she not know how precious the six-star martial arts are? Only two of the twelve holy places have complete six-star martial arts, and the rest are half. The same is true for the Demon Sect, which is not much better.

With the birth of the Wanhua Demon Art, some secret news has long been circulated in the world. It is said that the above supreme martial arts evolved from the Wanhua Demon Art.

In other words, strictly speaking, there is only one supreme martial art in the world, which is the Wanhua Demonic Art. This is also the root of its being called the world's number one martial art.

The Wanhua Demon Man back then, Zhao Zhi became the number one master in the world, and the limelight is not inferior to Tujuecheng, which is now invincible for an era.

As a result, Zhuo Mufeng said that he found a six-star martial art that is even more mysterious than the Wanhua Demonic Art and is also a spiritual illusion. Anyone who comes will think it is a fantasy and it is not realistic at all!

Wu Yuanyuan thought she was not stupid, so of course she could not believe Zhuo Mufeng's slander. Seeing this guy's serious appearance, she couldn't help but sneer, thinking that when you act, I want to see what you can write.

The sky gradually became darker and the wind and snow were getting faster and faster outside. At first, the fine snow seeds were still there, but when they arrived, they had turned into snowflakes.

This is the first snow of the year.

The window paper reflects the wind and snow outside the snow and the house is getting darker, and Zhuo Mufeng is not raising his head: "Miss, please help me with the lights."

Wu Yuanyuan hummed, raised her chin, unmoved. Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to continue writing, and it would be nothing to be a little bit dark with his eyesight.

Time passes by little by little.

"It's worthy of being a six-star martial arts. It's so profound that I haven't finished writing you for more than an hour." Wu Yuanyuan's words were sarcastic.

One hour is not long or short, but the average five-star martial arts, with the speed of a warrior, is almost finished in two quarters of an hour.

Of course, Wu Yuanyuan couldn't stand all the time. She had already sat at the round table where the teacup was placed, and she held the lamp and lit the incense burner. The faint candlelight in the gauze cover swayed.

She dragged her cheeks with one hand. The table was the meal sent by the servants of the Jiedu Mansion just now, with meat and vegetables, and the dishes were exquisite. In the past, Wu Yuanyuan must have eaten with Zhuo Mufeng, but she ate it alone just now, and didn't call Zhuo Mufeng at all.

"Are you finished? I'm going to rest now. If you have finished it, leave quickly. If you really can't make it up, let's make it up tomorrow!" After waiting for a while, Wu Yuanyuan said angrily.

In this kind of weather, she usually goes to bed after dinner and reads a book. Although she is not afraid of the cold, she always feels more comfortable in the warm bed.

Now she wouldn't let Zhuo Mufeng touch her again, of course she had to drive the person away before untiing her clothes, so she was a little impatient.

Not long after he shouted, Zhuo Mufeng at the desk finally put down his pen, stretched his waist long, and looked like he was finally finished. Seeing his hateful smile, Wu Yuanyuan was angry for no reason.

"Miss, fortunately, I'm not ashamed of my fate. Come and have a look." Zhuo Mufeng waved to Wu Yuanyuan.

Wu Yuanyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, but even though she didn't believe it, she was finally curious about Zhuo Mufeng. She really wanted to see what this guy had written after working hard for more than an hour.

Secondly, she was forced to wait for more than an hour, so she couldn't wait in vain.

So after weighing the pros and cons, the beauty Wu hummed disdainfully, stood up and walked towards the desk, and began to drive people out: "Since you have finished writing, you can leave too. I don't like irrelevant people to stay in my room."

Zhuo Mufeng smiled bitterly: "How could I be an irrelevant person?" Seeing Wu Yuanyuan's cold eyes, she stood up from the chair obediently and signaled her to sit.

Wu Yuanyuan ignored him and picked up the piece of paper stacked on the top, which was filled with dense words. With a glance, the four big words of the Jiuxiao True Sutra were first caught in their eyes.

"Yeah, is this what you are talking about illusion and martial arts? The name seems to be like that." Wu Yuanyuan smiled, and from her expression to her tone, she was clearly watching a joke.

Zhuo Mufeng: "In addition to the marrow washing scripture, I also obtained two other six-star martial arts, plus the Wanhua Demonic Art, and a total of four s are written down."

When he heard this, even if Wu Yuanyuan resented Zhuo Mufeng, she almost laughed out loud.

It’s okay to forget about the Wanhua Demonic Art. Everyone knows that in Zhuo Mufeng’s hands, but according to the bastard’s meaning, he actually has three other six-star martial arts on hand.

From the previous situation, it can be inferred that Zhuo Mufeng is unlikely to obtain supreme martial arts from the Demon Sect. Moreover, based on Wu Yuanyuan's understanding of Zhuo Mufeng, the Wanhua Demonic Achievement is the root of the six-star martial arts in the world. This bastard cannot use the supreme martial arts of the Demon Sect to make up for the numbers.

In other words, the three six-star martial arts mentioned by Zhuo Mufeng has never appeared in the world for thousands of years!

Is this possible? Impossible! A brand new supreme martial art is rare in the world, and it is unique, let alone three.

At this moment, Wu Yuanyuan made up her mind to read the contents on the paper carefully to see how this bastard Zhuo Mufeng made a fool of himself.

She glanced at her eyes and began to read carefully. At first she didn't care, but after reading a few sentences, her gentle eyebrows frowned inadvertently, and her expression began to change subtly.

As I read word by word, Wu Yuanyuan, who was originally careless, became more and more shocked as she looked at it. Her beautiful eyes as bright as the stars almost widened. Her plump and seductive lips opened slightly, revealing a small piece of white teeth.

The whole person seemed to be greatly frightened, and seemed to have seen something incredible, and his slender hands holding the paper were trembling slightly.

After reading one piece of paper, she quickly picked up the next one, then looked at it one by one. The expression on her peerless pretty face was so wonderful.

Sometimes it is incredible, sometimes it is shocked, sometimes it seems like seeing a ghost, and her plump breasts are rising and falling with her rapid breathing, like waves, and even her wide red shirt can't cover her, which makes Zhuo Mufeng feast for a moment.

Thinking of Wu Yuanyuan's unparalleled figure, the chronic poison that could kill a man, the long-suppressed desire surged again and almost couldn't control himself.

After reading the Jiuxiao True Sutra, Wu Yuanyuan picked up the next piece of paper with the words "Marceal Cleansing Sutra" written on it. Her pretty face tightened, and this time she read it more carefully than before.

After reading the marrow washing scripture, Wu Yuanyuan's brain was already buzzing, and she could hardly believe everything in front of her. She didn't dare to think about such things in her dreams, and no one dared to think about them.

She was stunned for a long time, but still couldn't calm down. Her eyes moved, and then she followed the third martial arts, which was called the Demonic Art.

The name seems to be a magic martial arts. Wu Yuanyuan was frightened by the above content. If it was really as described above, this martial art would be too terrifying and terrifying.

But then again, the previous Nine Heavens True Sutra and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra are definitely not under the magical skills of the Heavenly Demons.

The fourth door is the Wanhua Demonic Art.

With the previous three martial arts, Wu Yuanyuan looked at the Wanhua Magical Art again and felt that this martial art, which is known as the world's number one, is of course unique, but not so magical.

After a long time, Wu Yuanyuan slowly let go of the paper in her hand, let it fall to the desk, turned her head little by little, and stared at Zhuo Mufeng: "Did you make it up?"

Zhuo Mufeng shrugged: "If the young lady thinks I can make up something like this, okay, that's what I made up."

Wu Yuanyuan was anxious and forgot that she didn't want to have any physical contact with this guy before. She pinched Zhuo Mufeng's neck with both hands and shook him back and forth: "Speak to me, what's going on? If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely not forgive you!"

Realizing that his voice was a little loud, the woman actually looked at the window, as if she was afraid of attracting others. She let go of Zhuo Mufeng's neck with both hands, brushed the ground, picked up a stack of paper on the table, hugged it tightly in her arms, looking afraid of being taken away by others.

Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said, "Didn't I say that in addition to the Wanhua Demonic Art, I also obtained three six-star martial arts, all of which I found. With the eyes of the young lady, I wouldn't be able to recognize the treasure, right?"

Although he was not from the Twelve Holy Land, the Sanjiang Alliance is still a top force at all. Wu Yuanyuan has a good knowledge, let alone a rare martial arts genius, how can he not see the depth?

It is no exaggeration to say that the three strange martial arts written by Zhuo Mufeng are definitely higher than the Wanhua Magical Art, and are definitely at the six-star level.

Wu Yuanyuan couldn't believe it, and was dizzy when she was impacted, but her remaining rationality and judgment told her that these three martial arts were mostly true and were the top supreme martial arts in the world!

How is this possible?

The beauty Wu looked at Zhuo Mufeng in surprise and doubtfulness. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng step forward, she immediately shouted: "Don't come over, the man has to keep his word, this stack of paper belongs to me!"

Zhuo Mufeng was so amused that he had to stand still: "Since I wrote it, of course it was for you. Yuanyuan, Miss, I have said a long time ago that it was not that I didn't give you the Wanhua Magical Art, but I just didn't want you to take risks.

My life and this heart are all yours. As long as it is my Zhuo Mufeng’s things, everything is yours. What else can I hide from you?

I traveled all over the world, traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, and experienced eighty-one difficulties. Finally, I found these three six-star martial arts. Do you think I am for myself? I am for you, and everything is for you.

Girl Yuan, now you should always see my sincerity and know how deep my love for you is, right?"

The disgusting love words came to my face, Wu Yuanyuan's face turned red and her eyes looked at Zhuo Mufeng with an extremely complicated look.

Facts are better than words, and they are better than thousands of words. If we didn’t have the stack of paper in our hands, Wu Yuanyuan would still think that Zhuo Mufeng was coaxing her, but what about now?

There was no nonsense at all, and there was no reservation. He wrote down the four six-star martial arts and handed them all to her.

You know, most men in the world may not pass on their skills to their wives, but to their sons.

Look at Zhuo Mufeng again, that is a six-star martial art, not to mention that three of them are unprecedented. Any one is worth a price that can rival a country, which is enough to cause a sensation in the world. As a result, he said he would give it to himself!

If this is not considered love and cannot represent Zhuo Mufeng’s feelings for him, then what does it mean?
Chapter completed!