C17 (2/2)

”Oh? Where did you meet it? ”

”On the way.”

Li Fan said in a low voice, ”Anyway... She attacked me, grabbed the water droplet, and threw out an ice needle.

”Don't talk nonsense!”

Murong Ying's expression suddenly changed. With a dark face and an ugly face, she said, ”That is an evil art, how could someone from my Mu Rong family know such a thing?!”

Saying this, she fiercely glared at Li Fan, ”Stop spouting nonsense, or I'll cut off your tongue!”

F * ck his sister! One of them liked to cut people's eyes and the other liked to cut their tongues! They were really not a family. They were not even in the same family!

”Don't make my father wait too long. Go in.”

As Mu Rong Ying said this, she pushed open the door and entered. This mansion was extremely bright, and the set of mahogany furniture was ancient, clearly an extraordinary item.

The feng shui inside the mansion was also very refined, square, with a white snake coiled on the beam. Li Fan had heard from the old man that the houses in the ancient famous gates and courtyards all liked to keep snakes around. These snakes were commonly known as money strings. If Snake left the house one day, it meant that the house was going to lose.

The area of the mansion was not small either. A middle-aged man wearing a white robe was standing in the middle of the mansion as he slowly brandished his sword. He did not dance with the sword like he did with wind and lightning. On the contrary, he appeared to be in the midst of cultivating his body and soul. He was extremely elegant.

While the man was swinging his sword, Murong Ying did not dare to make a sound. She pulled Li Fan and stood to the side, waiting. She didn't look up until the man handed the sword to the servant beside him and wiped his sweat with a towel.

”Sigh, I'm getting old. I've only danced two times before I started sweating.”

”Father is still growing stronger and stronger. His godly skills are unparalleled.”

Murong Ying nudged Li Fan with her elbow. Li Fan reacted quickly, panicked and a little nervous, so he cupped his hands and said, ”Brother Zhu, I hope you can unite the martial arts world for a thousand years!”

The black lines on Murong Ying's forehead started to appear, while Li Fan himself was about to cry. What the f * ck! How could he be so anxious?

However, the middle-aged man was still relatively calm. He looked at his own daughter and muttered, ”Good boy … Why have you been away from home for so many days? Look at how thin you've gotten!

This time, Li Fan's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Damn, is this really a top-level expert? Isn't this just a little girl!

”Father... I'm fine. ”And I'm not a child anymore...”

Murong Ying was clearly embarrassed as well. She coughed dryly and the middle-aged man immediately wiped away his tears, ”Good boy, your mother died too early. I was a father and a mother myself in the past and brought you up, but now you have grown up.

”Father …” I really didn't mean that... ”

More and more black lines appeared on Murong Ying's forehead. After all, Li Fan was still here, so she might not be able to hold on much longer.

”Father... ”Li Fan is still here...”

”Oh …”

The middle-aged man's gaze landed on Li Fan. At that moment, Li Fan felt as though he had fallen into an icehouse, and a terrifying feeling spread out from the bottom of his heart.

This man … How terrifying... The moment he looked at himself, his body erupted with the feeling of an expert! However, he only glanced at Li Fan before warmly looking at his daughter as he spoke.

”Good boy, dad told you about a marriage, so it's very suitable for you.”

The middle-aged man kept calling his daughter by her nickname, which made Li Fan especially uncomfortable. Such a nice name, how could it fit Murong Ying!

”Father, I've already chosen my husband.”

Murong Ying immediately said, ”I hope father can respect a woman's wishes.”

”Good boy, your mother died too early. Back then, I was both a father and mother, leading you on. Now that you've grown up, I'll have to trouble you not to listen to father's words ….”

Li Fan wiped off his cold sweat. Was this middle-aged man nicknamed Xiang Lin …?

”Father... Your daughter doesn't dare … ”

Murong Ying was also very embarrassed, and the middle-aged man waved his hand, ”Little Zheng, quickly come out and meet my daughter.”