Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

Ye Qingyu frowned.

A frown under normal circumstances expresses dissatisfaction and boredom.

But at this moment, Ye Qingyu's frown was a sign of surprise!

The pet beast that Meng Fan carried actually ate the demon in the realm of pill condensation?

This is shocking!

Originally, she thought that she would have to confess here today and die without a burial place.

Later, she became hopeful when she suspected that Meng Fan was the hidden Dan Ning boss.

As a result, a pet beast turned the tables!

Just very...

Unbelievable!

"Meng Fan, are you the master's illegitimate son?" Ye Qingyu looked at Meng Fan with suspicion.

Just a small second-level Tianyuan monk!

This swordsmanship, this equipment, this trump card...

Ye Qingyu felt that only the illegitimate son of the head could receive such exaggerated treatment.

The majestic demon actually fell to the point where he recognized a second-level Tianyuan cultivator as his master.

How much torture did they suffer to make such a retreat?

In fact, when Xiao Qing recognized his master, Meng Fan was only at the Zhenwu realm, far from the second level of Tianyuan!

"The leader's illegitimate son?" Meng Fan flicked Ye Qingyu's forehead.

"What are you thinking about? If I were the illegitimate son of the master, would I still hang out among the servant disciples for so long? Or would I be sent to the sword pavilion?"

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at Ye Qingyu, saying this was complete nonsense.

Even saying that he is Mr. Lin's long-lost son is more reliable than this!

"How is your injury? Can you walk?" Meng Fan asked Ye Qingyu.

Seeing that it was already dark, spending the night here was obviously not a good choice.

Go back to the inn, take a bath and have a delicious meal. This is how you enjoy life.

Moreover, their carriage is still at the inn.

"You can walk, but it will be a bit slow. At my speed, it will probably take an hour to get back to Black Bee Town." Ye Qingyu said a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

She thought of a possibility. If Meng Fan wanted to carry her on his back at this time, should she refuse?

In fact, it was outrageous that this question came to her mind!

Because if it was her before, she would definitely refuse without hesitation, there was no need to hesitate at all.

In her eyes, men are all stinky, stinky men, stinky men, she has always avoided them!

Now she is actually considering whether to accept letting Meng Fan carry her, this...

unusual!

It seemed that after the inheritance of Dan Sword Immortal, he wanted to stay away from this man, Meng Fan.

Men will only affect the speed of her alchemy, and she doesn't need a man!

Of course, the above does not mean that she has a good impression of Meng Fan, or even that she has such a sign.

It's just that she didn't like this feeling, so she didn't want to have too much contact with Meng Fan.

For Ye Qingyu, she liked her old self very much and didn't want to change anything!

Then it turned out that she was overthinking it.

"Just one hour at a time, walk slowly, there's no rush anyway!" Meng Fan said casually.

He had no intention of leaving Ye Qingyu behind his back.

It can only be said that this girl is overthinking herself.

Who says that when a woman is injured, a man will definitely carry her? It’s not like we’re filming a TV series!

And she wasn't to the point where she couldn't walk, she just walked a little slower.

The most important thing is that Meng Fan knew that Ye Qingyu was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like any physical contact with men.

She had been particularly embarrassed to hold hands before.

At this time, Meng Fan would naturally not suggest that he go behind Ye Qingyu's back.

From Meng Fan's perspective, this was a normal reaction.

But opposite Meng Fan, Ye Qingyu's expression became even more embarrassed.

Are you - are you being sentimental?

She couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl in!

Fortunately, Ye Qingyu lowered her head, so Meng Fan didn't see her expression.

An hour later, the two finally returned to the inn in Black Bee Town.

Ye Qingyu was in a state of embarrassment at the moment. He refused Meng Fan's invitation to have dinner and went back to his room to tidy up.

Meng Fan drank and ate by himself, took a bath, and then lay down on the bed comfortably.

He doesn't like to make precise plans for himself, and often just does whatever comes to his mind.

Today he felt that his spiritual consciousness was too weak, so he began to practice Xihuang Guanyin that night, and put the rest aside.

This is not a good habit, but he likes it!

Xihuang Guan thought that this was Meng Fan's own creation. He could practice as he pleased. He could lie down in any position he wanted.

Unlike other exercises, he has to sit cross-legged.

The next day, the sun rose three poles.

Seeing that Ye Qingyu hadn't come to him yet, he took the initiative to go out and knock on Ye Qingyu's door.

After a while, Ye Qingyu opened the door. Her complexion was obviously much better.

"How are you feeling now?" Meng Fan asked with concern.

The injuries this girl suffered yesterday were not serious.

Ye Qingyu said: "It's almost better now. If Senior Brother Meng is not in a hurry, how about you wait for me for another two hours?"

It would take another two hours for her injuries to fully recover.

This Yuan Ling Xiao Huan Dan is indeed a holy medicine for healing, it is really powerful!

"Okay, no problem." Meng Fan left Ye Qingyu's room, then simply left the inn and started walking around Black Bee Town.

This is the first time he has left the Shushan Sword Sect in a real sense and gone out to travel and play since he traveled to this world!

The two previous times I left Shushan had clear goals and tasks, and I immediately returned to Shushan after completing them.

Going straight back and forth, rushing up and down, is not pleasant at all.

But this time, leaving the Shushan Sword Sect and looking at Meng Fan's perspective, it was just like playing.

He adjusted himself to the mentality of a tourist, and then wholeheartedly felt the customs and customs of Heifeng Town.

To be honest, it has a different flavor.

As a time traveler, after he came to this world, he basically stayed in the Shushan Sword Sect and had not had much contact with the outside world.

So at this moment, Meng Fan still enjoyed this feeling.

In an open area to the north of the town, Meng Fan saw a group of people performing entertainers.

This group of buskers ranges from big to small, male and female, old and young.

All kinds of novel hunting methods emerge in endlessly.

At this moment, Meng Fan had forgotten his identity as an immortal cultivator and found it very interesting to watch these mortal tricks.

"Dang~~~" Before leaving, Meng Fan threw a large silver coin into the place where the busker was eating, making a crisp sound.

Good job, be rewarded!

The artist immediately saluted and thanked Meng Fan, and even some customers around him looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

This is a big deal!

Then, seeing that Meng Fan was not a local, he realized that Meng Fan was a wealthy man passing through.

After Meng Fan left, two people among the surrounding crowd looked at each other, and then whispered: "Follow him!"