Chapter 202

"Sister, I didn't expect Young Master Lin to like this type. No wonder he didn't even have the interest to have a drink with us and left in such a hurry!"

Brother Lian Xing felt somewhat lost. Lin Fan actually liked married women.

"What does this little thief not like? As long as it's a beautiful woman, he rarely lets them go. How could we two, with our peerless elegance, be inferior to a married woman? I think this little thief must have had important matters to attend to, so he hurried on his way. You don't have to be discouraged; I will definitely make him fall under my pomegranate skirt!"

Yaoyue didn't care. She felt that Lin Fan's interest in Yin Susu was just a momentary freshness. If they were to be together for a long time, only a woman like her, Yaoyue, could control Lin Fan.

【Seven years later, the one Miejue sends to retrieve the sword should be Zhou Zhiruo. Little girl, grow up quickly; I'm waiting for you to retrieve the Heaven-Reliant Sword!

But that's not right either. In the original timeline, it should be when Daoist Zhang took Zhang Wuji to find the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Qingniu to treat the Profound Nether Palm, and encountered Yuan soldiers chasing Chang Yuchun. Zhou Zhiruo's father, as a boatman, was killed because he ferried Chang Yuchun across the river. Daoist Zhang saw that Zhou Zhiruo was pitiful and sent her to Emei, which gave Zhou Zhiruo the opportunity to become Miejue's disciple and even the Emei Sect Master. But I came to treat Zhang Wuji, so Hu Qingniu naturally has to stand aside. Then, won't Zhou Zhiruo also be killed by the Yuan soldiers?】

"What? My father will be implicated and die just for rowing a boat? No, I must find a way to make my father change places to ferry people; I can't stay here!"

Zhou Zhiruo, who was only eleven or twelve years old, was so frightened that her face changed drastically. She only had her father as a relative, and she began to rack her brains on how to persuade her father to leave here.

"I have it! I'll say I want to go to Emei to learn arts but can't let go of Father, so let him accompany me to Mount Emei, and then find a job nearby!"

Zhou Zhiruo thought of what Lin Fan wrote in his diary about her being able to become Miejue's disciple and even the Emei Sect Master, which showed that her talent was good, so she decided to take her father to Emei.

【The timeline of the comprehensive martial arts world is truly too chaotic. I don't know if this girl Zhou Zhiruo can escape this disaster. I'll go take a look when I have time. Anyway, if it happens, it should be a few years later, so there's no need to worry for now.

What's urgent now is to save the girl Qu Feiyan. At least this girl calls me brother and calls Rong'er sister, but Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin hand-washing ceremony is the time when Feifei will pass away. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, she is like a flower, withered before she had a chance to bloom. It's truly a pity. Feibin, you dog thief, as long as you can withstand one move of my Golden Dragon Claw, I will spare your life!

That's right, I am such a kind person. As long as Feibin is a little stronger than the Three Monks of Du, he can survive!

What surprised me was that I actually met Yaoyue and Brother Lian Xing today. The two Palace Masters are indeed peerless in elegance, and they were quite friendly to me. They are worthy of being the two sisters who are face-controlled; having a handsome appearance is truly an advantage. It's a pity I have important matters to attend to; otherwise, drinking and having fun with them would also be good. Forget it, let's go to sleep early. I have to get up early tomorrow to rush to Hengshan. Once I finish the matters here in Hengshan, I should go to Jingcheng to fulfill my promise!】

"Lin Fan, you're here? Then I'll wait for you in Hengyang City. I hope you are truly as omniscient as if you have mastered the secrets of heaven, and can tell me the whereabouts of my sister!"

A woman in red leaning on the railing and admiring the moon muttered to herself while looking at the diary copy in her hand.

"Diary owner Lin Fan has completed the diary check-in. Now starting to draw diary rewards... Congratulations to Yin Susu for obtaining one Perfect Pill. Taking it can grant a perfect body."

"What? There's such a thing? This is too... this is too unspeakable. Diary copy, are you controlled by Lin Fan? How can you help him so much? A married woman is not enough, you even want a married woman with a perfect body. Are you rewarding Yin Susu, or are you rewarding Lin Fan?"

The heroines exploded when they saw this. The reward of this diary copy truly shattered their outlook on life.

Yin Susu looked at the pill in her hand with a complex expression. After hesitating for a long time, she finally swallowed it in one gulp.

At this time, Lin Fan was walking out of the room, preparing to go to the stream to wash his hands. Life must have a sense of ritual; today he had to have a wave of metaphysics.

"Wang Mu of the West, Empress Earth, Goddess Nuwa, bless me!"

After washing his hands, Lin Fan muttered silently, and then chose to claim the reward.

"Haha, there are really three items! Wang Mu, Empress Earth, Nuwa, I love you!"

The first reward is the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three. This is not bad; the last sword faintly has a sense of transcendence.

The second reward is a Zhu Guo tree, which also bears eighteen Vermilion Fruits. Eating one can increase ten years of internal energy; taking more is ineffective.

So Lin Fan took out a jade box to pick the Vermilion Fruits, and then planted the Zhu Guo tree on the back mountain of the manor.

The third reward is the precious horse Claw-Yellow Flying Lightning. Now it's good; the Night-Shining Jade Lion has a companion.

Lin Fan was very happy. These three rewards were all good. Thanks to himself for washing his hands and worshipping the gods, he was satisfied and prepared to go back to rest.

"Lin Fan, come in!"

On the way back to his room, Lin Fan was pulled into Li Qingluo's room, and then she launched an attack on Lin Fan. Being unable to resist, he even called for reinforcements; it was truly shameful.