"Ahem, I want to stop making trouble, one day, couples are happy."

"We have been a couple for so many years, and we still do it every day."

"Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to kill me like this?"

Murong Fu roughly knew that the spiritual world can be divided into three levels.

The following are: Everything is thought, thinking is thought, and thinking is thought as you wish.

Thinking about everything is to generate fantasy in reality.

You can see him, but you can't touch him.

Thinking about it casually is to pull you into her spiritual world, and she will do whatever she wants.

It is like wishing, and she can visualize everything she imagines in reality.

It is probably the process of gradually becoming realistic in a fantasy.

At that time, Bodhisattva without thoughts was only able to give birth to fantasies in the spiritual world.

If you really get to think about it immediately, it will be a big trouble.

The face of the Bodhisattva Wuxiang remained unchanged, and his entire body emitted an extreme spiritual power.

In an instant, it wrapped around Murong Fu's body.

There is a warm, hot, moist and satisfying feeling.

When Murong Fu opened his eyes again, he said helplessly:

"It's over, come in!"

"Murongfu, look at me!" Bodhisattva Wumeng was high in the air, like a real fairy in white, looking down at everything on the ground.

"Not dream, you are still so beautiful." Murong Fu said.

"Don't bewitch me with sweet words."

"This is my newly cultivated fantasy world of imagination."

"The flow rate of time is one hundred times that of outside, and killing you is enough." Bodhisattva Wuxiang said coldly with his eyes.

Murong Fu was shocked that his spiritual world seemed to be able to achieve one to three.

The other party can reach one to one hundred, which is simply a powerful tool for cultivation.

As long as you have enough mental power, wouldn’t it be a hundred days more than ordinary people to practice with the Bodhisattva Wuxi?

The only troublesome thing is that spiritual cultivation is more than a hundred times more difficult than internal energy cultivation. I curiously said: "How long can your mental energy last?"

"Ten days!" Bodhisattva Wuxiang said lightly.

Ten days are only one thousand days in the spiritual world, about three years.

Murong Fu nodded in admiration. If he had this ability, his strength would definitely be further improved. He smiled:

"I am willing to marry you, can I not fight?"

"No!" Bodhisattva Wuxiu said in a deep voice: "If you win, I will die or if I die, you will win, there is no third way."

Murong Fu was extremely serious and said, "I, Murong Fu, have never killed my own woman."

"Although we were together by chance."

"But this must be a special fate, and I hope you can confirm this relationship."

Bodhisattva Wuxiang frowned and his cold heart suddenly twitched.

"Don't say it again, the same thing is the case. If you win, I will die, I will die."

Murong Fu sighed heavily and said, "Since that's the case!"

Bodhisattva Wuxiang exuded murderous aura throughout his body, and suddenly stood up and palmed Murong Fu across the air.

Murong Fu felt a general trend coming, so he dared not be careless, so he quickly avoided it with his body skills.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked and a big handprint appeared on the ground.

The five fingers are clearly distinguished and the palm lines are clearly visible.

"So strong!" Murong Fu was surprised. He could not have thought of it.

The Bodhisattva without Thought in the Spiritual World is more than ten times stronger than in the past.

Here, even at the peak of the Grand Master, he is not her opponent.

"Murong Fu, don't struggle anymore. I am the master here. If I want you to die, you will want it right away."

Murong Fu looked at the Bodhisattva Wuxiang lightly, thinking desperately in his mind about how to defend against the enemy.

The opponent is high above, and hitting yourself is like a plane hitting a tank, one hitting one right.

On the other hand, I can't hit the other party at all.

If this continues, I will fight for three years. I am afraid that if I don’t get beaten to death, I will be tortured to death even if I don’t get beaten to death.

I kept thinking in my heart, and finally, my mind moved and suddenly I slapped my mind.

Crack yourself as stupid!

It is impossible for the Bodhisattva without Thought to fight across the air.

After all, human mental illness is limited. If you continue playing like this, you will take off sooner or later. Thinking of this, you laughed:

"Haha, is this your trump card? It's so funny!"

Bodhisattva Wumeng frowned and raised his hand to hit him.

Seeing this, Murong Fu widened his eyes and suddenly came out to the left.

"Boom~"

The earth shook again, and a palm print was still left.

Murong Fu turned over, patted the dust on his body, and provocatively said: "No thought, don't make trouble anymore. If you continue to make trouble, I will hit you ass!"

"Looking for death!" Bodhisattva Wuxiang heard Murong Fu's unreasonable words.

He became angry and clapped his palms at Murong Fu again.

Murong Fu was speechless, knowing that he had completely angered the other party, so he hurriedly avoided it, but this time, the Wuxiang Bodhisattva's palm seal was too dense and sealed the entire area where he was.

"Touch! Touch!"

One palm after another, the earth was gradually smashed into a big pit.

Murong Fu had no choice but to resist.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wumeng Bodhisattva for adding one favorability, and the current favorability is one."

What's going on?

Murong Fu was speechless. Could it be that he was a little happy to abuse his husband and was chasing his husband and crematorium?

But before he could figure out what was going on.

The sound of the system sounded in his mind like he was crazy.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wumeng Bodhisattva for adding one favorability, and the current favorability is two."

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wumeng Bodhisattva for adding one favorability, and the current favorability is three."

…

After fifty-four times, it was already covered in dust.

There was finally a hint of warmth in the cold eyes of Bodhisattva Wumeng. He murmured:

"Diet?"

"Ahem, your mental power is too exaggerated." Murong Fuying suddenly discovered after being counted.

The spiritual power of the Bodhisattva Wumeng is useless to him.

The other party's mental power is like the surging sea water.

And my mental power is as solid as a big shot put.

No matter how many times she hits it, it has no effect on herself.

Bodhisattva Wuxiang waved his hand and pulled away the dust. Seeing Murong Fu standing there intact, he couldn't help but look shocked: "How come you are fine?"

Murong Fu said lightly: "Maybe you still love me."

Bodhisattva Wumeng did not speak and rushed forward suddenly.

The hands turned sideways, the fingers trembled, and hit Murong Fu's eyebrows by clicking acupoints.

Murong Fu quickly used his body technique, and his figure was strange, using his finger as a blade to point the Bodhisattva Immortal Wumeng's hands and mouth.

The two figures intertwined, as fast as thunder, surrounding each other, rotating and colliding.
To be continued...