Chapter 72

Lin Fan could only put the Fish-Gut Sword away; he would give it to someone else if there was a chance in the future. It was only suitable for assassins or women and didn't match him; following him would only be a pearl cast into darkness.

His goal still had to be on someone else's body. Whether it was the Pure Yang Infinite Sword, the Green Blood Illuminating Vermilion, the Flowing Cloud Flying Moon, the Heavenly Yi Profound Iron Sword, or the Seven-Star Pan-Dragon Sword, he wasn't picky.

Of course, if he could get the Ling-Frost Sword, that would be even better; it could perfectly match his 'One Sword Separates the World.'

However, thinking so much was useless. See which sword he had the fate to encounter, and take whichever sword it was.

Subsequently, Lin Fan sat cross-legged and practiced the Dragon Divine Art; he wanted to reach the realm of becoming a dragon as soon as possible.

When the Hour of the Boar arrived, a figure secretly slipped into Lin Fan's room.

Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes. He originally thought it was A'Zhu or A'Bi, but the person who came was dressed in goose-yellow clothes—it was the pretty Huang Rong.

"Rong'er, it's you? What are you doing here?"

"Brother Lin knows the answer but asks anyway. What A'Zhu and A'Bi came for the night before, Rong'er naturally came for the same!"

"But Rong'er, you haven't reached the age of two-nine yet; I think it's better to wait a few years!"

"Don't use that set of dealing with Lv He to deal with me. That little girl is easy to fool, but I'm not. Fifteen is the age of the hairpin, and we can get married. Since you've already seen my father, and my father has acknowledged you, then I am your person. If I don't hurry up, given your flirtatious nature, I don't know where I'll be ranked!"

Lin Fan still wanted to say more, but Huang Rong, whose pretty face was slightly red, had already lightly untied her clothes and walked gracefully to Lin Fan's side.

"Brother Lin, don't let me look down on you!" Seeing Lin Fan still had concerns, Huang Rong couldn't help but mock him.

If there are flowers to be plucked, pluck them; don't wait until there are no flowers and just pluck the branches.

Not combing her hair from night to morning, her silky hair draped over both shoulders. Turning on the young man's lap, where is it not pitiful?

When the bright moon hung high, the frost was cold and the dew was heavy, Huang Rong had already fallen into a deep sleep. Lin Fan gently covered her with a quilt, then sat cross-legged, looked up at the moon, and fell into deep thought.

After the Hour of the Rat passed, Lin Fan woke up from his deep thought and began to write in his diary.

[My thoughts tonight are a bit complicated. Only now do I truly realize that the past can't be returned to. The present is a brand new life. The past events are all like passing clouds, just flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water!]

"Why did Lin Fan have such feelings? Did something happen?"

The many heroines who owned the diary were all a bit curious when they saw this.

[Since leaving Wuxi, I don't know how many waves of mountain bandits I've encountered. This Jianghu is truly dangerous for ordinary people. I don't know when it started that robbing and plundering was called 'robbing the rich to help the poor,' and the robbing mountain bandits were called 'greenwood heroes.' How come I haven't met a single mountain bandit with a chivalrous spirit? I don't know if there are too few chivalrous people, or if I have too little experience!]

"The original mountain bandits were all forced by circumstances to become bandits, so they would rob the rich to help the poor and have a heart of benevolence and righteousness. As for those mountain bandits now, it's better not to mention them; they are all ruthless and murderous goods."

The women silently explained for Lin Fan in their hearts.

[Especially the mountain bandit Zhang Zhang Mazi I met today. His master is Master Xinjian, and Master Xinjian is the junior brother of Great Ming Shaolin Abbot Xinhu. And the result? Master Master Xinjian was seduced by Lin Xian'er and became her admirer; disciple Zhang Zhang Mazi was subdued by Long Long Xiaoyun to rob and plunder to accumulate wealth for him. There are really many scums in Shaolin!]

"Lin Xian'er, is that Lin Xian'er who is known as the number one beauty in the Great Ming Jianghu? So unbearable, even seducing monks? And is that Long Long Xiaoyun the owner of Wu Xingyun Manor? He likes to make friends and has a reputation for benevolence in the Jianghu, yet he would order his subordinates to dress up as mountain bandits to rob and plunder. He is clearly a fake benevolent and righteous person."

The women exclaimed. Both Lin Xian'er and Long Long Xiaoyun had quite a reputation, but they didn't expect them to be rotten on the inside despite their golden appearance.

[Lin Xian'er is beautiful, but she is a promiscuous slut. The number of men she has had affairs with reaches a hundred, from the bottom of society like grooms and shop assistants to Jianghu experts like Qiu Du, Yi Ku, Guo Guo Songyang, Lu Lv Fengxian, Bai Bai Xiaosheng, Jing Jing Wuming, and Shangguan Shangguan Jinhong. As long as she is in the mood, she can have fun with anyone. She thinks beauty and body are a woman's strongest weapons and tries to use her body to win over Jianghu heroes to achieve the goal of controlling the Jianghu!]

"There is such a woman? Brother Lian Xing, let's go, go kill this bitch. She has simply disgraced us women, especially since someone is actually boasting that she is the number one beauty in the Great Ming Jianghu. It's simply absurd!"

Yao Yue was furious. She was also a person of the Great Ming Jianghu, and she was the most beautiful woman.

She didn't know who was boasting that the number one beauty in the Great Ming Jianghu was Lin Xian'er.