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Chapter 293: The Years During the Journey with Mu Wanqing(2/2)

"You can return to secularity."

Jialiyu smiled and said, "For the little monk, all the colors are empty, why should the female donor care about who lifted your veil?"

"Anyway, I can't kill you, I can only marry you..." Mu Wanqing said with her head down.

Jia Liyu didn't say much, walked straight away, and Mu Wanqing didn't ask any more questions, and followed him silently.

Jia Liyu set off for a journey, Mu Wanqing followed him, Jia Liyu sat down to rest, Mu Wanqing sat down to rest, keeping a distance, not caring about it, and following in silence.

At first, Jia Liyu still felt something was wrong, but after a few days, she found that it seemed nothing big. Mu Wanqing was beautiful and unscrupulous, so she might as well take her to practice.

From this day on, Jia Liyu "bringed" Mu Wanqing to the snow-capped mountains, crossed the grasslands, explored the forests, went to the capital to see the dignitaries and nobles marry, went to small towns to see the people celebrating the festival, went to the Central Plains to see martial arts masters compete for martial arts, and went to foreign lands to see scalpers and peacocks walking side by side on the streets...

Time flies, and the two of them have been away for three years. Now Jia Liyu is a young man in his twenties, and Mu Wanqing is also ten years old.

On this day, the two returned to the Dali Kingdom, where they first met, and accidentally met Qin Hongmian who was going out to find his disciple.

"Shaolin Master Xuanbei died in Dali Kingdom. Shaolin is going to hold a martial arts conference. At that time, Prince Duan of Dali Kingdom will be invited to attend the conference. We can kill halfway."

When Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing said these words, Mu Wanqing was no longer as timid as before and obeyed her words. She faced her master, but from the corner of her eyes, she looked at Jia Liyu not far away. He didn't leave. Was he waiting for herself?

Then he came over.

For the first time in three years, he took the initiative to move towards him, and Mu Wanqing's mood was complicated and unspeakable.

"I disturbed you two, and the little monk had something to say to this girl Mu."

Qin Hongmian looked at Jia Liyu vigilantly and asked, "What are you going to say?"

Jia Liyu looked at Mu Wanqing, but Mu Wanqing didn't dare to look at him in front of his master. Of course, she probably didn't dare to do so without him in front of his master.

After three years, the evil spirit on her body became increasingly weak, while many of the characteristics that belong to women became increasingly prominent.

"When the little monk returns to secular life, it is the day to marry Miss Mu." As he said that, he took off the Buddhist beads from his neck and handed them over to Mu Wanqing.

Before Mu Wanqing could raise her hand to take it, Qin Hongmian shouted, "Who are you?" and reached out to grab it. Jia Liyu's hands, dragging the Buddhist beads, flashed invisible, allowing Qin Hongmian to grab a hole, and at the same time, it also made her understand the difference between the two.

Qin Hongmian looked at Jia Liyu in surprise and heard Mu Wanqing say, "Master, he has uncovered my veil. He will not marry this life."

Jialiyu said, "The little monk is ashamed", and then said, "Please don't stop him."

It's a request and a reminder.

Qin Hongmian said: "Since I am the one who fulfilled the oath, I will not ask too much." As he said that, he walked away with his hands behind his back and asked Mu Wanqing and Jia Liyu to talk alone.

Only then did Mu Wanqing take the Buddhist beads, then take out his protective dagger from his arms and hand it to Jia Liyu. Jia Liyu also took it and put it in his arms. The two exchanged love tokens.

"The little monk is a Shaolin monk. Now that Shaolin has something to do, he cannot stay out of it."

Mu Wan nodded.

"Just leave here."

Mu Wanqing did not nod this time, but just stared at Jia Liyu. Jia Liyu nodded at her and turned around and left.

It seems that three years were cut off by a knife, and Mu Wanqing's feeling of sadness was simply indescribable.
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