my sexy lady boss

Chapter 1942 My Idol
"Is that how you accept me?" Old Man Xianhe asked.

"It's not sure, it's not necessary." Lin Yifan replied: "Even if the senior takes the junior, if you get the Xinyue Pearl and the senior wants it, then the Xinyue Pearl must not be in the junior's hands." Lin Yifan replied.

"You said just now that you went for Xinyuezhu, but now you say that it doesn't matter if I take Xinyuezhu away, isn't it very contradictory?" Elder Xianhe asked.

"I'm betting on senior's character. If senior is a greedy person, then junior will admit it too." Lin Yifan replied.

"Everyone is greedy, in fact... this old man is no exception!"

After finishing speaking, the old man Xianhe's expression froze, and he rushed to Lin Yifan in one stride, snatched the fairy ring from Lin Yifan's hand, and then returned to his seat with another stride. .

Lin Yifan's jaw dropped, he was completely dumbfounded.

It was the first time he saw such a fast speed. If the old man Xianhe made a move at this time, he would have died long ago, right?
At this moment, looking at the old man Xianhe again, he was a little more in awe.

With the fairy ring in his hand, the old man Xianhe wanted to go in and look for the animal skin map, but found that a magic circle that he couldn't break even himself blocked his way.

Moreover, there is an extremely powerful soul mark on it. Once the soul goes in to investigate, it is a trivial matter to be injured, but it is a big thing to be sealed or swallowed.

Such a high-level space ring is definitely not something that a cultivator in the world of all things can have, so he asked seriously: "Who are you?"

Lin Yifan probably also guessed what kind of problem the other party encountered, so he replied without hesitation: "To tell you the truth, this junior is a cultivator who has experienced experience in the high-level world."

"What school are you from? Who is the master?" Old Man Xianhe asked.

"Senior lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests all year round. I'm afraid the younger generation just said that the senior doesn't know who it is?"

"Don't worry about it so much, just answer truthfully."

"it is good!"

Lin Yifan didn't talk nonsense, and immediately named out his sect and master to see if the other party was familiar with him: "This junior is from the colorful sect, and he is the youngest disciple of the colorful fairy emperor."

"Colorful Immortal Emperor!"

Hearing these four words, the old man Xianhe was shocked.

Because this is one of the Immortal Emperor characters he admires, and he also likes Immortal Emperor Qicai's chivalrous righteousness and vigorous character.

It's unbelievable that this kid in his early 20s is actually his idol's disciple.

He had too many questions to ask, so he came one by one: "How is the Immortal Emperor?"

Lin Yifan felt that this old crane man should know the Seven-colored Immortal Emperor, and that if he was suppressed by the Seven-colored Immortal Emperor, it would be effective, so he replied deceptively: "He is as healthy as the senior."

"That's good, that's good!" The old man Xianhe was very relieved, but he didn't want to have any troubles with his idol, because he still wanted to visit him.

But having said that, this is just Lin Yifan's one-sided remarks, is he too excited?So he asked: "What evidence do you have to prove that you are the apprentice of Immortal Emperor Qicai?"

Smart people always have a skeptical attitude towards everything.

Although Lin Yifan felt that this was a bit troublesome, it was still a truth-seeking attitude, so he produced evidence to prove it.

When a seven-colored fairy sword appeared in front of the old man Xianhe, the old man Xianhe couldn't suppress his horror anymore.

Seriously feeling it, watching it, he found that the craftsmanship of this sword had indeed reached the level of the Immortal Emperor, and it was the weapon of the Immortal Emperor.

The Seven-color Immortal Sword is the natal weapon of the Seven-color Immortal Emperor, and he has already firmly believed in the identity of this little brother, so he apologized: "Little brother, I was reckless just now, please don't take offense."

"It's okay, I'm greedy for human nature." Lin Yifan was generous, but at the same time, he couldn't help but sneer, obviously unable to swallow the anger of being disrespected just now.

The old man Xianhe was bitter for a while, and then explained: "This is not greed, it's just to tease the little brother."

"Okay, whether it's true or not, I don't want to pursue it. It's just that the senior knows the junior master. Can the senior take the junior master to see Xueyue Mountain?"

"No problem, but after this is done, can my little brother convey some letters to the old man, the Seven-colored Immortal Emperor? I really want the old man, the Seven-colored Immortal Emperor, to give me some advice." The old man Xianhe asked.

"no problem."

Lin Yifan agreed without hesitation, very readily.

The old man Xianhe was a bit unexpected.

He never thought that the distance between himself and his idol would be so close, and he thought that he might never see his idol again in this life.

Lin Yifan really came too timely, he likes this young man very much.

Returning the fairy ring to Lin Yifan, he took Lin Yifan out of the wooden house and headed for Xueyue Mountain.

Xueyue Mountain is a dangerous place, and he didn't tell Lin Yifan the exact location of Xueyue Mountain just now because of Lin Yifan's safety.

To go to Xueyue Mountain, he needs one thing, without this thing, no matter how powerful his mana is, he can't go there.

Such a thing was in the hands of an old friend of his, so he had to ask this old friend.

After driving for several hours, they arrived at the imperial palace of Beitun Kingdom.

Here, Lin Yifan met Princess Qingyan who was seriously injured by him a few days ago.

Princess Qingyan didn't expect that Lin Yifan was actually in Beitun Kingdom, and even came to Beitun Kingdom's palace. It can be said that a cooked duck was thrown into a trap and delivered to the door.

"Your Majesty, this person is the villain who stole the treasures of Beichuan Xianren's cave, please arrest him quickly and execute him promptly."

Princess Qingyan is currently lobbying in the sixteen countries in the north, asking the emperors of the sixteen countries to issue arrest warrants for Lin Yifan; now that she has arrived in Beitun country, she did not expect to meet this thief here.

"Smelly girl, isn't your heart too vicious? I'm incapable, so why blame others?" Lin Yifan retorted angrily.

Meeting this stinky girl was like bad luck for eight lifetimes, and he couldn't even bring up any interest.

"If it wasn't for your deceit, do you think I would crack it slower than you?" Princess Qingyan couldn't swallow this breath, and argued hard.

"Then let's have a competition and see who has the highest attainment of the magic circle?"

"Come here! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

The old man Xianhe and the emperor of Beitun Kingdom hadn't spoken to each other before, and the two started arguing, and they were quite confused.

Obviously, these two people know each other and are rivals, so it's a bit difficult to deal with.

Old Xianhe had already guessed that Lin Yifan had stolen the things belonging to the Beichuan Immortal.

However, he remembered that there seemed to be a curse circle in Beichuan Immortal Cave Mansion. How did this little brother avoid being attacked by the curse, and how did he break the curse circle?

He is very curious.

(End of this chapter)