When Su Mengqi heard the voice, the unique way of addressing her, and the low voice, her delicate body froze as if she had been struck by lightning.
Only Yun Fan would call her that!
"You lecher!"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Su Mengqi immediately saw the delicate and pretty young man who had captivated her soul.
Two lines of tears slowly flowed down her delicate cheeks.
Long Yang, who had been beside Su Mengqi and comforting her with a gentle voice, stopped abruptly when he heard Yun Fan's voice.
His whole body suddenly froze, and then he turned his head mechanically and saw the person who should not have been there!
Shouldn't this guy be in the belly of the King Kong Spirit Ape now?
How could he be alive and kicking here now?
Long Yang thought he was hallucinating. He rubbed his eyes hard, shook his head fiercely, and looked again with his eyes wide open.
He found that Yun Fan was still there, walking towards them step by step.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Holy Son."
Yun Fan walked to the front of the two, looked at the shocked Long Yang, and smiled faintly.
Ignoring Long Yang's increasingly agitated expression, Yun Fan continued.
"Please send a strong and smart killer next time. Don't send a guy like Long Biao, who has just stepped into the Celestial Realm and sold you out directly, to make a fool of yourself!"
Looking at Long Yang's flushed face, who wanted to say something but could not, Yun Fan kindly continued to remind him.
"By the way, the next time you send someone to kill me, please bring enough Spirit Stones, preferably one billion or eight hundred million, so that I have enough motivation to kill, right?"
Hearing these words, Long Yang's face turned into the color of pig liver, and the blue veins on his forehead stood out. He wished he could kill Yun Fan with one palm right now.
However, there were many elders and disciples present. If he killed Yun Fan on the spot, even if he was the Holy Son, it would be difficult for him to escape the heavy punishment of the sect.
But now, this anger had accumulated in his stomach, swollen to the point that his chest felt like it was about to explode, but he couldn't vent it out.
However, Yun Fan did not intend to let it go just like that. He continued to ask with a face full of concern.
"Why do you look so pale, Lord Holy Son?
Did I say something wrong?
I believe that since Lord Holy Son can afford to use such a high-grade item like the Hundred Beast Dew, then he definitely won't be stingy with these few hundred million Spirit Stones! "
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the surrounding cultivators suddenly changed, and the sound of discussion exploded.
"Hundred Beast Dew?"
"No wonder it attracted so many spirit beasts. It's the Hundred Beasts Dew!"
"Could it be that the Holy Son of Long Yang actually laid down the Hundred Beasts Dew here? Aren't you trying to kill all of us here? "
All the cultivators looked at Long Yang with righteous indignation. Although they didn't dare to do anything to Long Yang, their hearts were filled with resentment.
"Good job, Yun Fan. What a good disciple …"
Long Yang knew that there was nothing he could say to defend himself. No matter what he said, no one would believe him. He could only stare at Yun Fan and squeeze out these few words from between his teeth.
"Who's your disciple?!"
Yun Fan's face darkened. "I only have Su Mengqi as my master. Who do you think you are?"
Logically speaking, Su Mengqi was now the Holy Concubine, so the Holy Son of Long Yang was naturally half a master to her. But how could Yun Fan admit it?
Then, without waiting for Long Yang's reply, he took a step forward. Under everyone's gaze, he hugged Su Mengqi tightly in his arms again.
Then, he said gently, "Master's wife, I've frightened you."
Feeling the countless shocked gazes around her, Su Mengqi blushed. Her pair of beautiful eyes stared at Yun Fan's gentle eyes, and her cherry lips whispered softly.
"You shameless lecher …"
At this moment, Han Shuang 'er, Yu Xianyi, and Ding Fangxue also came closer.
Seeing this scene, Han Shuang 'er's gaze turned bitter, and she lowered her head sadly.
Ding Fangxue's small mouth opened slightly. "Is she Benefactor's' Master's wife '? She's really beautiful! "
"She is indeed devastatingly beautiful and unparalleled in the world!" Yu Xianyi also said in a daze.
They felt that only a peerless beauty like Su Mengqi was worthy of Benefactor Yun Fan.
At this moment, Long Yang's face was red with a hint of green. This was already the second time Yun Fan hugged Su Mengqi right under his nose.
And at this time, he had no other choice. If he reprimanded or directly took action, it would make him seem too shallow and not steady enough. This would destroy the image he had painstakingly built over the years.
He wanted to ignore it and pretend to laugh it off. But looking at the affectionate and willing expressions of the two, he burned with anger.
"Yun Fan, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"
Long Yang roared in his heart.
However, Yun Fan did not care about him at all. Sniffing the delicate fragrance at the tip of his nose, he looked at the delicate little mouth in front of him, opened his mouth wide, and kissed it fiercely.
This action caused everyone present to be dumbfounded.
Their eyes and mouths instantly formed an 'O' shape!
This Yun Fan is really too awesome!
In public, and in front of the Holy Son, he directly kissed the Holy Concubine's mouth …
Awesome, awesome …
They could not afford to offend him, they could not afford to offend him …
Everyone was willing to admit defeat.
Some female cultivators looked at Yun Fan with admiration, and secretly encouraged Yun Fan in their hearts.
This kind of courageous boy was the one who made young girls yearn for love the most.
Seeing this scene, the Holy Son's face was as black as an iron pot!
He clenched his fist tightly, and his knuckles cracked. The folding fan in his hand instantly turned into powder.
"Yun Fan, I will make you die without a burial place!"
Long Yang was completely furious. His eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body was trembling.
He bit his lips so hard that fresh blood flowed out. Only this pain and the smell of blood could allow him to maintain his last bit of clarity.
Seeing this scene, Yun Fan sighed softly in his heart. This guy is really not easy to deal with.
In fact, he had been observing Long Yang's movements, waiting for him to be unable to bear it and make a move. In this way, he would be severely punished by the sect.
In the event, it was okay to kill people to compete for resources and treasures.
But in normal times, the sect strictly forbade private fights. Even if it was a simple fight, a light punishment would be to break a limb, and a heavy punishment would be to directly destroy one's cultivation!
Letting go of Su Mengqi, Yun Fan looked at her bright eyes and said seriously,
"Master's wife, there are still ten months left. I will accumulate enough strength, and then I will marry you!"
Only then did Su Mengqi notice that Yun Fan's cultivation had soared again after not seeing him for more than a month.
He had stepped into the middle stage of the Yin-Yang Realm!
She didn't know how Yun Fan did it, but she knew that Yun Fan must have suffered a lot for this. He had been working hard to fulfill this promise.
Thinking of this, Su Mengqi's heart suddenly warmed.
Yun Fan's hard work and improvement made her see the hope of breaking free from her shackles.
Her heart that had been sealed for a long time quietly woke up again.
At this moment, she suddenly smiled, and everything around her suddenly dimmed.
Looking at Yun Fan's determined face, she whispered in a voice that only Yun Fan could hear.
"I will wait for you!"
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