Ling Fan was not interested in magic weapons. He already had a magic weapon like the Taixu Sword, so he naturally had no shortage of magic weapons. He went straight to the third floor.

This third floor was different. As soon as he came up, he saw a corridor separated by five rooms. The vase placed at the door was very delicate, and no one was here.

He asked curiously, "Are there only a few female disciples in your Tianyin Palace?" If that was the case, it would be really funny. Liu Meng explained, "No, almost all the disciples of the sect are on missions outside, and most of them are distributed in various places in Moonlight City. This is also the result of the arrangement of the sect master, so there are not many disciples."

"This is your room."

Liu Meng pushed open the first door. The layout inside was very simple, with a living room and a bedroom, but the landscape paintings on the wall and the vases were all exquisite and precious things, which were obviously used to entertain distinguished guests.

He was about to say that this was inappropriate. After all, Zi Ling'er was also a person, right? It would be fine if she was willing to stay in the sword, but it seemed that this little girl didn't want to.

But before he opened his mouth, Zi Ling'er stretched and said, "Finally, I can have a good rest." Then she walked in. Ling Fan smiled helplessly and walked in and turned back and said, "Miss Liu Meng, we want to be quiet for a while. If there is nothing to do for the time being, please try not to disturb us."

"That's right, that's right."

Liu Meng hurriedly said a few polite words. She blushed and lowered her head and left. She naturally misunderstood "quiet". Ling Fan thought it was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it and closed the door.

Zi Ling'er lay on the bed, completely wrapped in the quilt, looking like a caterpillar. Ling Fan said helplessly, "You! You don't know the modesty of a girl."

"Master, what is modesty?"

Zi Ling'er poked her head out and asked curiously. Ling Fan smiled helplessly, without too much analysis, walked to the window and sat down, and gently pushed the window open.

Five years have passed. I haven't been to this bustling city for a long time. Looking at the bustling streets, countless people are walking on the road, and all kinds of street vendors are shouting.

"Huh? Liu Meng?"

Ling Fan seemed to see Liu Meng, who had just left not far away, talking to someone with a very anxious expression. The disciple kept his head down and dared not say anything. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, he still looked at them curiously.

Zi Ling'er rolled over and stood up, jumping all the way over like a caterpillar. Ling Fan gently patted her head and said, "You! How should I say you?"

Zi Ling'er snorted angrily, and also looked out the window with some curiosity. She looked around curiously, but found nothing and jumped back to the bed.

Night fell

Ling Fan was sitting in a chair, practicing with all his heart. Zi Ling'er never disturbed him, no matter how long he practiced.

"Master, the top of the head!"

Zi Ling'er suddenly stood up and stared at the top of the head with a vigilant look. This is the third floor, and Zi Ling'er can actually sense things at such a high top.

"Who is it!"

Ling Fan slapped the ground and flew out. A man in black on the top of the tower carrying a human-shaped sack was also stunned. He just saw Ling Fan flying out from the third floor. How did he sense him?

Zi Ling'er flew behind the man in black. Ling Fan glanced at the sack and said, "Leave the person behind and I will spare your life!" Although he didn't know who was inside, he was a little curious and saved people.

"Boy! I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

The man in black looked a little nervous. He couldn't see through the cultivation of the two people in front of him at all. He was also wondering in his heart, how could he encounter two iron plates at once?

He also tactfully left the person behind and flew down directly from the side. Just as he was about to escape, Zi Ling'er suddenly waved her hand, and a sword light surged away. The man in black screamed and fell down.

Ling Fan said helplessly, "I promised to let you go, but my Ling'er doesn't seem to agree. You can't blame me for that."

He didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with what he had just said.

He walked over and opened the sack, only to see a delicate and graceful figure in the sack, a pink and white robe coat, her hair slippery when it brushed across her arms, and black and white crystal glass shoes. She must be a beauty. When he turned over and took a look!

Snap!

He slapped the other person without hesitation and pushed him out fiercely. He saw that this person was actually a man, a young man with a wrinkled face and many spots. It was as ugly as it could be.

"Ouch! Who hit me?"

The man touched his face, stood up with a weird look, and looked at the sack covering him. He seemed to think of something. He said in a tone that was neither male nor female, "Young Master... did you save me?"

"No, no, no... you misunderstood... I... I just passed by..."

Ling Fan wanted to slap himself now. Why did he care so much?

Zi Ling'er quickly stepped back and jumped down. He was also ready to run away, but a pair of white jade-like hands grabbed his hands.

"Young Master... In order to repay your life-saving grace..."

"Ah... No, no, no... I beg you to let me go..."

Ling Fan hurriedly shook off the monster and ran away in a turn. How could he bear such a "beauty"?

The man sighed and said, "Hey, now the good people with chivalrous hearts and courage are really... I was just about to say that I would give him one million Yuanling coins as a reward, why did he run away so scared?"

But when he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he said seriously, "Come out!" As soon as he finished speaking, two men in black appeared in front of him. Everything just now seemed to be deliberately arranged by him.

"Young Master, the head of the family asked you to complete the task and go back as soon as possible, saying that the secret realm is about to open." One of the men in black said respectfully, and he took two steps forward and said, "You don't have to follow me. I have my own plans next. You go back and tell my father first." "Yes." The two men in black left respectfully. If someone was there, they would definitely be shocked. Is this still the disgusting person? He is completely a different person. If Ling Fan heard the reward the other party said, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood. One million is a huge fortune, equivalent to the inner elixir of a fourth-level Yuan beast. "Hey... Sir... I can't fly?"

An androgynous voice came from the top of the tower. Ling Fan patted his chest in fear, exhaled and said, "Fortunately I ran fast, otherwise I'm afraid he would give himself to me."

Zi Ling'er chuckled and said, "Master, don't be afraid. In fact, if you turn off the lights, it's basically the same."

It's no wonder she said that. This is what he said when he was practicing. No matter ugly or beautiful, as long as you turn off the lights and can't see the appearance, it's actually the same.

Zi Ling'er is just borrowing his words now. Ling Fan pointed to the top of the tower with a shaking hand and said, "Ling'er, how can this be compared? This one has an extra fire stick!"

"Fire stick? What is that?"

Zi Ling'er asked curiously. Ling Fan blushed and coughed lightly, saying, "This question is too profound. Don't ask it in the future. Go to bed quickly. There is still something to do tomorrow."

"Oh..."

Zi Ling'er blew out the lights and lay down. Ling Fan closed his hearing and continued to practice.

"Who is on the top of the tower!"

Two figures flew up, and when they saw the people, the two disciples turned around and flew down, saying, "Sorry, we didn't see anything."

"You...!"

The man was so angry that he stomped his feet like a little woman and said, "Okay! You Tianyin Palace, my father is the Lord of Yutian City after all, you treat me like this, believe it or not, I will tell my father?"

It turned out that this guy's identity was not simple, he was actually the son of the Lord of the City, but Tianyin Palace obviously didn't buy it, and didn't care what he shouted.

The next morning

Ling Fan opened his ears and ended his practice. Zi Ling'er was still sleeping. He stood up quietly, opened the window and stretched.

"Liu Meng! Come out!"

At this early morning, three young men came to the door of Tianyin Palace. The leading man looked angry, holding a folding fan in his hand, with "Graceful" written on the front and "Gentleman" written on the back. At this time, he stomped his feet in anger.

Ling Fan looked at it with some curiosity. He also wanted to see what this young man wanted to do with two guards, and how could Liu Meng offend this man?

Although the young man was shouting loudly, he had no intention of messing around. Liu Meng also walked out and said impatiently, "Wang Bicai, don't go too far. I have told you hundreds of times that our engagement is over. Don't disturb my life again!"

Wang Bicai gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Liu Meng, it was you who agreed to the engagement. Our Wang family has been on good terms with your Tianyin Palace for generations. Since you don't like me, you agreed to the engagement with a smile. No one forced you, but now you regret it in public. I have paid so much for you. Have you ever thought about me?"

It turned out that the two had an engagement long ago, and Liu Meng took the initiative to agree to the other party. It was the talent shown by Wang Bicai that attracted Liu Meng at that time. But a year ago in the Yuanling Mountains, Liu Meng was besieged by a group of Yuan beasts and was on the verge of death. Wang Bicai led the Yuan beasts away alone regardless of the danger.

Because of that incident, Wang Bicai was beaten so badly that he was unconscious for five days and eventually became a disabled person. Liu Meng not only didn't care about him at all, but she even broke off the engagement in public when he was seriously ill, which was like adding insult to injury.

Liu Meng looked at him with some disdain and said, "I know I'm sorry for you. I've made up for your Wang family a lot in the past year. Can't you stop pestering me like this? You don't deserve me!"

"I don't deserve you?"

"Hehe..."

Wang Bicai smiled sadly and said, "How am I, Wang Bicai, not worthy of you? I'm willing to sacrifice my life for you, and you treat me like this?"

More and more people came to watch the fun, and many people pointed at the two of them, and seemed to know something about them.

Ling Fan could hear it. Zi Ling'er said indignantly, "This Liu Meng is too heartless. And that person is not useless. He can be cured."

"Huh? How did you know?"

Ling Fan turned back and asked curiously. Zi Ling'er said angrily, "Of course it can be cured. That person's Dantian was just shattered. Someone must have done something. Ordinary people naturally can't treat it, but if I can do it, I am absolutely sure that I can reunite his Dantian. If I can do it, I can even improve it."

Ling Fan was a little surprised and surprised that he could see so much with his naked eyes from such a long distance, but he didn't say much. He wanted to see how it would end.

Wang Bicai came over and stretched out his hand and said, "Liu Meng, come back with me to see my father first. He said he wants to see you." But he didn't grab the other person's hand.

Pa

A slap hit him directly on the face, Liu Meng said coldly, "Wang Bicai! Can you wake up? You are just a waste now. We are not from the same world, do you understand?"

"Not the same world? What world are you from? Your talent is just inferior, and you can't break through the Yuanji realm in this life. I didn't despise you at the beginning, but you are not ashamed to say such things now?"

At the beginning, his talent was completely superior to Liu Meng, but he didn't despise the issue of talent. Unexpectedly, it was reversed now.