Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

When Murong Qing'er heard what Song Yang said, her expression froze slightly. She looked at Song Yang with an expression that said: 'Do you think I'm a fool?

Master of Shura Palace!

Of course she knows what this identity means, especially these past few days when the name of Shura Palace has resounded like thunder everywhere.

But looking at Song Yang in front of her, she simply doesn't believe that this boy is the mysterious Master of Shura Palace.

Song Yang seemed to see what she was thinking and said with a slight smile, "You don't believe me?"

As soon as he had finished speaking, Song Yang lightly snapped his fingers and a human-shaped shadow appeared beside him.

Shura Palace assassin!

Seeing Shi Hu appear next to Song Yang, Murong Qing'er couldn't help thinking: 'Although the members of the Shura Palace don't have clothes that characterize them, rumours have spread that they possess some secret technique that allows them to turn into shadows.'

Furthermore, she felt an inexplicable pressure coming from Shi Hu; it was a kind of life-level suppression. Not even her father had exerted such frightening pressure on her.

Therefore, as soon as she saw Shi Hu, she immediately concluded that he really was an assassin from Shura Palace.

'Even if he isn't the Palace Master, surely his status within the Shura Palace must not be low,' pondered Murong Qing'er.

Thinking of the Shura Palace, she couldn't help but consider that, with the means of concealment they possess, it shouldn't be impossible to rescue her father if they decided to act.

But thinking of the price, she couldn't help but hesitate.

'Murong Qing'er, Murong Qing'er, how can you hesitate? He's your own father. As long as you can save him, what does it matter if you lose your innocence?' After much internal struggle, Murong Qing'er finally showed a determined expression on her face.

Seeing Murong Qing'er's determined expression, Song Yang couldn't help but think in his heart: "Success."

Then he approached Murong Qing'er and his hands began to slowly remove her beautiful and delicate pajamas, her body trembled slightly, but she didn't refuse.

Seeing this, Song Yang continued to remove her delicate pajamas and then he heard a low whisper coming from her: "Can you really save my father?"

Song Yang's blood was already boiling at that moment. He quickly replied, "Of course," before finally sealing their cherry lips with a passionate kiss.

Hearing Song Yang's confirmation, she finally gave herself completely to him.

Song Yang noticed and took advantage of this moment to grab her beautiful, shapely buttocks and then carried her towards the bed in the bedroom.

A night worth a thousand springs finally came...

Another day finally dawned, Song Yang who was lying in bed looked at the beauty curled up in his arms and couldn't help but feel happy, thinking: 'This is the life I've always dreamed of'

Even in his previous life, he had never slept with a girl as beautiful as Murong Qing'er.

I'm afraid that of all the girls he's seen since transmigrating to this world, only Sun Yunling can be compared to her.

Speaking of Sun Yunling, the fire in his heart couldn't help but rise again and he almost couldn't resist the urge to return immediately to Shura Palace.

While he was thinking, he suddenly smelled a feminine scent and instantly realized that Murong Qing'er seemed to have woken up.

"Husband, are you awake?" Suddenly, Murong Qing'er's sweet voice, accompanied by a faint moan, sounded.

'Oh, I'm so sore,' Murong Qing'er thought to herself.

As for why she called Song Yang her husband? Well, Murong Qing'er considers herself a very conservative woman, and now that she had finally lost her virginity to Song Yang.

Even though it was under such circumstances, she still vowed in her heart that she would only marry Song Yang in this lifetime.

Originally, Murong Qing'er thought that Song Yang would be happy to hear this title, but who knew that when Song Yang finally heard the word 'Husband', he instantly stood up and then...

"Husband? Murong Qing'er, who do you think you are?"

"Tonight was nothing more than an exchange of interests between us."

"You want to be my wife? Are you worthy?"

After hearing Murong Qing'er's title, Song Yang immediately stood up and spoke coldly.

This woman needs to know her place!

He really enjoyed himself tonight, but getting married? Who does she think she is to become Shura Palace's consort?

After all, Song Yang and Murong Qing'r have no feelings for each other; at most, it was an exchange of interests: he wanted her body, and she wanted someone to rescue her father.

As for whether she will be hurt by his words? Song Yang simply doesn't care, after all, he doesn't want her heart, just her body.

At the moment, in his heart, there is no room for love between men and women in his heart; he only desires one thing: power

Last night happened only because he had power, the power over life and death!

Besides, if it hadn't been for this ambition for power, how could he have become a powerful Mercenary King who made countless countries tremble in his previous life?

"You," Murong Qing'er looked incredulously at Song Yang. He had just stolen her first time, while she was still sore from last night, and instead of comforting and pampering her like any normal man, this Song Yang didn't care and still spoke those words.

Instantly, cherry blossom tears began to flow down Murong Qing'er's face. She had never felt so wronged in her entire life.

First, her father was about to be killed unjustly, and now the man who took her virginity, the one she had just promised to spend the rest of her life with, declared to her face that it was a simple exchange of interests for him.

"Stop crying. If you keep crying, I won't save your father," said Song Yang, finally annoyed to see the girl crying again.