Chapter 383 Bu Jingyun cannot live without the Qilin Arm, just like tofu pudding cannot live without coriander!

"Jian Chen, don't cry. Madam Ao is your perfect match! So be it!" Murong Fu said, "I won't urge you to get married. When you think it through, you can get married anytime. It's not easy to have someone who loves you, why don't you cherish it?"

Everyone was speechless for a while.

Jian Chen and Madam Ao were truly bound together now. Madam Ao was obviously very satisfied with Jian Chen. Although Jian Chen seemed reluctant on the surface, everyone could clearly see that his body did not resist Madam Ao's caress.

Tsk tsk, even though he said he disagreed, his body showed no resistance. It seemed that the battle in this dilapidated temple had already caused Jian Chen to develop some strange feelings, but he himself didn't know it.

As the saying goes, "If a man chases a woman, there are mountains between them; if a woman chases a man, there is only a layer of gauze between them." If Madam Ao launches an offensive, Jian Chen will probably find it difficult to control himself. After all, Big Jian Chen can be tough in words, but Little Jian Chen is often tougher.

"Chen Lang, if you don't want to accept me, then you are the one who raped me in the dilapidated temple!" Madam Ao said with a smile, "Do you want to be my new husband, or do you want to bear the crime of raping me?"

"I" Jian Chen looked at Wuming for help.

Wuming was embarrassed there.

Although he is a legend in the martial arts world, he doesn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.

If Madam Ao chased after Jian Chen, Wuming could just kill her with one sword.

But Madam Ao was only pursuing Jian Chen, and Jian Chen did have a relationship with Madam Ao. This kind of love-hate entanglement between men and women cannot be cut off by a sharp sword.

"Master, let me try to persuade Madam Ao." Feng Wu said to Wuming.

Wuming nodded.

Feng Wu then came to Madam Ao and whispered something to her.

Madam Ao showed a satisfied expression and said, "I won't pester Chen Lang too much. I will use my feminine charm to make him change his mind."

After saying this, Madam Ao really stopped bothering Jian Chen.

Jian Chen took the opportunity to run away, covering his face.

He is already socially dead.

From then on, no young girl would have any feelings for him anymore, and his item "One-Day Experience Card for the Ruined Temple God" was also used on Madam Ao.

Murong Fu was very happy when he got rid of Jian Chen's disgusting attribute.

Jian Chen is like Yin Zhiping in The Return of the Condor Heroes, only slightly better because he was drugged by someone instead of taking the initiative.

But Murong Fu didn't like this kind of cheating story, so he didn't castrate Jian Chen. Instead, he gave Madam Ao to him as a game, which was already a favor outside the law.

Since Murong Fu has achieved his goal, whether Jian Chen and Madam Ao can achieve a happy ending is no longer what Murong Fu cares about.

on the way back.

"I know it's you." Wuming looked at Murong Fu, "Why did you do this?"

"I admit it. I just helped Jian Chen learn to feel grief without explanation." Murong Fu said, "Facts have proved that this method is very effective. Jian Chen would never have learned to feel grief without explanation in his lifetime, but now he has learned it. Wuming, you are too wishful when teaching your apprentice sometimes."

"One-sided thinking?"

"What you think your disciples want may not be what they really want, just like when you rejected Huo Jingjue. You always arrange others according to your will. Although you don't force them, the flavor of feudal patriarch is too strong." Murong Fu said, "Under your care, Jian Chen has been too successful. Instead, he is not as good as Bu Jingyun who grew up wildly. So, I think you should let go appropriately and let your disciples experience the real cruel world. Without the cruel reality to sharpen their hearts, they can't reach a higher level."

"Think about it!"

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he walked away.

Wuming stood there, thinking about something.

At this moment, Chuchu was at Yue's place. Murong Fu came to visit.

"Did we harm Jian Chen?" Chu Chu felt a little guilty. "If we hadn't provoked him, he wouldn't have been plotted against by Emperor Shi Tian and Madam Ao. Oh, this is so weird. How could he be related to Madam Ao? That Emperor Shi Tian is such a bad guy, such a pervert!"

"Emperor Shitian is indeed too rebellious, but Jianchen is doing well now. He has learned to feel grief without reason, his martial arts have improved greatly, and he has found a woman who is devoted to him and is a wealthy woman." Murong Fu said, "Baijian Villa is such a big foundation, and it will all belong to Jianchen in the future. This is a great thing! Besides, Jianchen is just being stubborn. I think he may have feelings for Madam Ao, but he just needs time to accept it."

"Really?" Chu Chu said.

"Really, you don't understand men." Murong Fu said, "Men always have a special feeling towards the woman who took his virginity."

"is it?"

Chuchu blushed.

Yu Yue coughed.

His daughter is still young and not suitable for discussing such serious topics. Murong Fu should discuss this topic with him in private.

When driving, men should drive together, and young girls should not join in the fun.

"Yu Yue, I have thought of a way to deal with your Qilin Arm." Murong Fu looked at Yu Yue and said.

"What method?" Yu Yue asked.

"You haven't mastered the Qilin Arm for so many years, mainly because you can't open up the Sanjiao Xuanguan. The reason why you can't open up the Sanjiao Xuanguan is not that your martial arts are not good enough, but that the Qilin Arm is incompatible with you. It doesn't belong to you!" Murong Fu said.

"Boss Murong is absolutely right. I have always felt that the Qilin Arm does not belong to me." Yu Yue said, "Over the years, I have been trying to find a master for the Qilin Arm, but I have never found a suitable candidate. But today when I came to Baijian Villa, a young man gave me a very special feeling. It seems that the Qilin Arm belongs to that young man, and I am just keeping it for him."

"The young man you are talking about is Bu Jingyun! Come on, Xiaobu!" Murong Fu shouted to the outside.

Bu Jingyun walked in expressionlessly.

In the end, Murong Fu decided to use the Qilin Arm to increase Bu Jingyun's combat power.

Bu Jingyun cannot live without the unicorn arm, just like tofu pudding cannot live without coriander, and just like the gods cannot live without a concentration camp.

Murong Fu also felt the bond between Qilin Arm and Bu Jingyun.

So he decided to help Bu Jingyun.

"It's him, it's him! It turns out that he is Bu Jingyun, the leader of Feiyun Hall, the God of Death!" Yu Yue looked at Bu Jingyun with a sharp gaze, "He's a good candidate. When I saw him, my Qilin Arm started to get excited. It seems that he is the destined owner of the Qilin Arm, and he is more adapted to the Qilin Arm than me. However, his arms are intact! We can't chop off his original arms for the Qilin Arm, right? Wouldn't that be a waste of time?"

Yu Yue felt regretful after all.

Why isn’t Bu Jingyun a disabled person?
Why didn't some unnamed Xiongba break Bu Jingyun's arm?

Now Bu Jingyun's arm is intact, but his Qilin arm is crying out for help. It's really an embarrassing scene.

"Chopping off the arm is certainly not good, but the Qilin Arm is actually a plug-in, just like the Uchiha family's beauty contact lenses." Murong Fu said, "So, just insert the Qilin Arm somewhere else on Bu Jingyun's body and it will be fine!"

Murong Fu said this, looking at Bu Jingyun's butt.

Yu Yue was surprised: "What Uchiha, what beauty contact lenses? Why can't I understand a word of it?"

Bu Jingyun was horrified, took a few steps back, and asked in a lost voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't be nervous." Murong Fu said, "What do you think? If you put the Qilin arm on your chest and hide it in your arms, you will have three hands when fighting. How about that? Nezha only has three heads and six arms. You have one head and three arms, so you are at least one-fourth of Nezha!"

"No!" Bu Jingyun resisted very much, "Wouldn't that mean three hands? Three hands refers to a thief!"

(End of this chapter)