Chapter 170 Good Life, Deserve Reward

Ye Qingyu frowned.

Under normal circumstances, frowning means dissatisfaction and boredom.

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

The pet carried by Meng Fan actually ate the demon in the Condensation Realm?

This is too shocking!

Originally, she thought that she would die here today and would not be buried.

Later, she suspected that Meng Fan was a hidden Condensation master, and then she ignited hope.

As a result, it was a pet that turned the tables!

It was very...

Unbelievable!

"Meng Fan, you are not the illegitimate son of the master, right?" Ye Qingyu looked at Meng Fan with suspicion.

Just a small Tianyuan second-level cultivator!

This sword technique, this equipment, this trump card...

Ye Qingyu felt that only the illegitimate son of the master could have such an exaggerated treatment.

A great demon, actually fell to the point of recognizing a Tianyuan second-level cultivator as his master.

What kind of devastation did he suffer to make such a step backward?

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

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

"What are you thinking about! If I were the master's illegitimate son, would I have stayed among the menial disciples for so long? Would I have been sent to the Sword Pavilion?"

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at Ye Qingyu. This was complete nonsense.

Saying that he was the long-lost son of Mr. Lin was more reliable than this!

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

Seeing that it was already dark, staying here overnight was obviously not a good choice.

Going back to the inn to take a bath and have a good meal is to enjoy life.

Moreover, their carriage is still in the inn.

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

She lowered her head and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

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

In fact, it was outrageous for her to have this question in her mind!

Because if it was her in the past, she would definitely refuse without hesitation, and 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 Meng Fan to carry her, this...

Abnormal!

It seems that after the inheritance of Dan Jianxian, she has to stay away from Meng Fan.

Men will only affect her speed of refining pills, and she doesn't need men!

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

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

For Ye Qingyu, she likes her previous self very much, and doesn't want to change herself!

Then the facts proved that she thought too much.

"One hour is one hour, walk slowly, there is no rush anyway!" Meng Fan said casually.

He had no intention of carrying Ye Qingyu on his back.

It can only be said that this girl was imagining too much.

Who said that a man would carry a woman if she was injured? It's not a TV show!

And she was not unable to walk, she just walked a little slower.

The most important thing is that Meng Fan knew that Ye Qingyu had some mysophobia and didn't like any physical contact with men.

She was particularly embarrassed to shake hands before.

At this time, Meng Fan naturally would not suggest that he carry Ye Qingyu on his back.

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

However, opposite Meng Fan, Ye Qingyu's face became even more embarrassed.

Was she - being sentimental?

She wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

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

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

Ye Qingyu was in a mess at the moment. She refused Meng Fan's invitation to dinner and went back to her room to clean up.

Meng Fan had a good meal and a good drink, and then took a bath and lay comfortably on the bed.

He didn't like to make a detailed plan for himself, and often did whatever he thought of.

Today he felt that his spiritual consciousness was too weak, so he started to practice the Xihuang visualization method that night, and threw the others aside.

This is not a good habit, but he is happy!

The Xihuang visualization method was created by Meng Fan himself. He can practice it as he pleases, lying down or in any posture he wants.

Unlike other exercises, he must sit cross-legged honestly.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

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

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

"How do you feel now?" Meng Fan asked with a little concern.

The injury this girl suffered yesterday was not light.

Ye Qingyu said, "It's almost healed. If Senior Brother Meng is not in a hurry, how about waiting for me for another two hours?"

It will take another two hours for her injuries to recover completely.

This Yuanling Xiaohuandan is indeed a healing medicine, it's really powerful!

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

This was the first time he had truly left Shushan Sword Sect to travel and have fun since he came to this world!

The two times he left Shushan before, he had clear purposes and tasks, and he returned to Shushan immediately after completing them.

It was not pleasant to be straightforward and rushing.

But this time, leaving Shushan Sword Sect, from Meng Fan's perspective, was no different from having fun.

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

To be honest, it was a different flavor.

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

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

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

This group of performers were big and small, male and female, old and young.

All kinds of strange hunting methods emerged one after another.

At this moment, Meng Fan forgot his identity as a cultivator, and found the tricks of these mortals very interesting.

"Dang~~~" Before leaving, Meng Fan threw a large silver ingot into the food of the street performer, making a crisp sound.

Good work, deserve a reward!

The artist immediately bowed to Meng Fan to thank him, and even some customers around looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

This is a big deal!

Then seeing that Meng Fan's clothes were not those of a local, they understood that Meng Fan was a wealthy man passing by.

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