C13 (1/2)

When Yang Fan saw Wei An unbuckle the belt of the Mu Sword Spirit, with an extremely vulgar look, he felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart. Having stayed with Xing Hu and his other companions for so long, he was somewhat familiar with the affairs of men and women. He knew that one shouldn't force anything, and he disliked those shameless people.

At this moment, Yang Fan seemed to have undergone a mental transformation. Earlier, he couldn't bear to make a move, so he had been mercifully hoping that Wei An would back off, but now, he knew that not everyone understood this logic. Merciless would only cause others to become more aggressive, just like how Wei An had ruthlessly done to him.

Wei An looked at Yang Fan as he staggered back a few steps, clutching the wound on his chest. With each step he took, there was a bloody footprint on his feet. With a pale face, an old man who looked like he was about to die, suddenly said in a sinister manner, ”My father is a deacon of the Imperial Sword Sect. He will definitely avenge me. Laughing out loud, he fell to the ground and died. It was as if he could see Yang Fan's miserable state after he died. Although there was a trace of unwillingness on his face, he died smiling.

Seeing that Wei An had lost all signs of life, Yang Fan threw away the sword in his hand, which was stained with blood, and slowly walked towards the Mu Sword Spirit. At this moment, the Mu Sword Spirit was in a terrible situation, moaning on the ground.

Ying Susu, who was in the dark, knew that this could not be avoided when she saw this scene. She shook her head and waved her hand, creating a soundproof barrier around where they were. Although he had instructed Yang Fan not to interact with men and women so early on, the things that he had not expected to happen were too sudden. Even Ying Luo's mother herself found it hard to accept. Ying Luo Niang muttered to herself, ”Does this child really make people worry? Or is he just out of the house?” If there was already a woman, then wouldn't there be many more in the future? Wouldn't this destroy his dao heart? If it doesn't work, then I'll have to make this girl watch over him and avoid any more trouble. ”

”Speaking of this girl, it's a bit of a bargain for that kid. It's actually a Water Spirit Body! This is a dual cultivation spirit body that many men dream of!”

However, she changed her tone a little and said arrogantly, ”No, it should be that girl that is compatible with my Fan'er. My Fan'er has only been cultivating for such a short period of time, and he has already reached the seventh level of the Postnatal realm, and he is also in the outer ring which lacks spiritual energy. Although he has started a bit slow, I believe that he will definitely surpass the disciples of the great sects and clans in the inner ring.

It was said that women were fickle animals, that was true. Ying Luo Niang was about to say that Mu Jian Ling was a lousy sword spirit, and not only that, she had even praised Yang Fan to the skies. If Yang Fan had heard these words, he would have definitely rolled his eyes and said, ”I've never seen you praise me in normal times.” Ying Susu took one last look at Yang Fan and Mu Sword Spirit before turning to leave.

At this moment, Yang Fan's face was completely red. Even though the Jade Bead was emitting a slight trace of cool and refreshing Spiritual Energy, he was still unable to control the scorching feeling in his heart.

Yang Fan forcefully suppressed the obscene thoughts in his heart and looked at Mu Jian Ling's current situation. Although he already knew of the identity of Mu Sword Spirit, and had instead become nervous, and had thought of countless different scenarios before to find out her identity, he still could not predict what would happen in such a situation.

Seeing Mu Jian Ling's exposed white arms had a peculiar red color and the clothes on her chest were only left unripped. Yang Fan felt a little awkward, and carefully helped Mu Jian Ling up. When he touched her shoulders, his heart was agitated because Yang Fan had never encountered such a situation before, even though he had often heard Hu Zi talk about such a heroic and beautiful situation, he himself had always imagined it. But after all, it was just a thought and it had really happened. He was at a loss as he subconsciously choked with sobs, ”You … ”Are you okay?