C7 (1/2)

After Yang Fan had explained everything, Mu Sword Spirit nodded her head as if she was deep in thought. Yang Fan then said furiously, ”Hey, Mu Jian, what are you thinking about?”

”Besides, I'm a proper man.” Yang Fan pointed at himself as he spoke.

The blush that had just disappeared from Mu Jian Ling's face returned as she thought, ”Just what is going on today, I keep thinking I'm going astray.” Then, she looked at Yang Fan's innocent face, which matched well with his actions, making her feel like a young girl after being silent for a long time. Yang Fan teased her, making her smile.

Yang Fan looked at Mu Sword Spirit's dazed face. Yang Fan could feel an indescribable attraction from her body that touched his heart.

Although Yang Fan wasn't that handsome, he was still considered above average. And beneath the disguise of Mu Jian Ling, she was countless times more handsome than Yang Fan. This showed the gap between them. But that was not the most important thing. If even the male attire of Mu Sword Spirit was so enchanting, then what about the female attire? Just how breathtaking and breathtaking it must be. From this, one could tell how great its killing power was for men.

When Mu Sword Spirit saw Yang Fan's loss of composure, she knew that it was her own fault. She quickly stopped smiling and pretended to be angry: ”Hey, don't you know that it is impolite to look at others without their permission?”

”Err …” Yang Fan didn't know how to reply to Mu Sword Spirit's words. Scratching his head, he thought to himself, ”I really don't have any interest in men!” It's over, it's over. It's definitely not like this. This is an illusion, right, it must be so. ”

Mu Jianling obviously knew what Yang Fan was thinking about. When she thought back to how she had been embarrassed by Yang Fan earlier, she felt a sense of satisfaction when she looked at his deflated appearance.

Yang Fan knew he had no reason to. He hastily changed the topic, ”Have you decided yet? With regards to the matter of me forming a team with you, didn't Elder Zuo Jian from the Imperial Sword Sect say he could form a team with two people?”

Mu Sword Spirit lowered her head in thought. She understood her own injuries. Although they weren't as serious as Yang Fan had said, they still needed someone to look after them. If he encountered a demon beast and had no other choice than to crush the signboard, then he would definitely be eliminated. This time, the opportunity to enter the Imperial Sword Sect would pass by him, and he would have to wait until the next time he could return and take revenge for his parents. Therefore, she couldn't wait. Although she still didn't believe Yang Fan, she still nodded her head and said, ”Okay.”

”Then it's settled,” he added.

”You should consider yourself lucky to have met such a kind-hearted person like me today. If you met someone else, I wonder what would happen to you? Come to think of it, why are you trying so hard? Yang Fan asked with a hint of doubt.

Mu Sword Spirit only rolled her eyes at Yang Fan and did not say anything. She was already at a loss for words and did not know how to reply.

Yang Fan looked at Mu Jian Ling and knew that it was impossible for her to say anything after not seeing her speak for half a day. He then said, ”Then, let's leave it at this for now. Seeing as you are already like this, I will be keeping watch for the next two nights. ” ”But I tell you, when you're better, you'll have to come back.” Yang Fan started off with his own little scheme.

”Hey, did you hear what I said?” Yang Fan asked again when he saw Mu Jian Ling not replying with her eyes closed.