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On the other hand, Yang Fan was actually quite fond of her. After getting along with her for the past few days, although Mu Jian Ling was dressed as a man at that time, her good temperament, aside from being a little stubborn, showed the character of Mu Jian Ling.

Of course, Yang Fan knew from Xing Hu that girls were reserved in this area, so he didn't want to say it out loud.

"I don't even know who said anything to make me treat her properly, or else I'll be cut off, could it be that I heard wrong?" Yang Fan muttered softly.

Although Yang Fan was speaking very softly, the two of them were hugging each other, so Mu Jian Ling was naturally able to hear his mutterings. She shyly lowered her head, looking extremely adorable with her bashful expression.

A bright light flashed past Yang Fan's eyes as he inwardly laughed. There was hope. After that, he hurriedly struck the iron while it was hot, straightened his face, and said seriously, "I will treat you well, I swear."

"But …"

Seeing that Yang Fan had become stumped while speaking, Mu Jian Ling's heart tightened. She thought to herself, "I'm not going to suggest anything anymore, what other concerns do you have?" She immediately lifted her pretty face and stared at Yang Fan with her watery eyes, "Just what is it!?"

Yang Fan looked at Mu Jian Ling's limpid eyes and knew that his words had made her nervous. Lifting up the arm around Mu Jian Ling, he scratched his head and laughed, "It's just that I don't know if my mother will agree or not."

Mu Jian Ling let out a light breath of relief after hearing Yang Fan's words. In this matter, she was quite confident. Not to mention her own identity, even in the outer ring she could be counted on one hand.

When it came to the outer ring, it was forbidden for her to come into contact with them. However, gradually, she started to look away until she met Yang Fan. Yang Fan's cheerful appearance infected her and made her fall in love with him. On the other hand, she had witnessed Yang Fan's potential in the past few short days. She believed that Yang Fan would definitely be able to become a member of the Central Ring, and would most likely develop very well there. This was one of the reasons why she wasn't afraid of combining with Yang Fan.

When she thought about her own matters, Mu Jian Ling's heart froze for a moment. Her eyes were filled with confusion and sadness. Slowly, two streams of tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

When Yang Fan saw the sorrowful expression on Mu Jian Ling's face, tears quickly flowed down his cheeks. He thought that he had done something wrong and became flustered, "What's wrong?"

Mu Sword Spirit looked at Yang Fan and said with a serious expression, "Yang Fan, if I tell you that I'm not from here, would you believe me?"

"I do."

"By the way, what's your real name? I can't just call you Mu Jian, right? " Yang Fan replied.

Mu Sword Spirit looked at him and felt that Yang Fan was not the least bit surprised. Instead, he asked her her real name and then said, "Sword Spirit Mu."

"It doesn't make much of a difference?" Yang Fan muttered to himself, only to see Mu Jian Ling glare at him and say bitterly, "Are you kidding me?"

Then, Mu Sword Spirit said sternly, "Be more serious. If I offend someone very powerful, would you still want me?"

"Yes, why not?" Yang Fan said without thinking and as if he had realized something. He looked at Mu Sword Spirit with a profound gaze and swallowed his saliva. You... You didn't really offend someone very powerful, did you!? "

"En!" Mu Jian Ling bit her lower lip as she replied softly. Her eyes never left Yang Fan.

Yang Fan pondered over this. Was marrying a wife really that difficult? He also thought that being a man should have a sense of responsibility. Wasn't that what his mother often said? What would I do if I flinched now? And if I can't even protect my own wife, then how will I have the face to walk in the world of cultivation in the future? If... Yang Fan repeatedly asked this question in the depths of his heart.

Mu Sword Spirit saw that Yang Fan did not reply and thought that he was afraid. Could it be that she was mistaken about him? As expected, a man cannot be easily trusted. Forget about it. Yang Fan didn't know that at this moment, he had already suffered a great loss in Mu Jian Ling's heart. Mu Jian Ling's eyes began to turn gloomy again.

Suddenly, as if Yang Fan had made a decision, he hugged Mu Sword Spirit tightly. Mu Sword Spirit struggled slightly, but didn't have any extra strength, so she could only allow him to hug her.

Yang Fan was the first to speak. "No matter who's after you, as long as you're right, I'll always be by your side. I'll take care of any unfavorable circumstances for you, if you break my promise, just call me …" Yang Fan seemed to have become a completely different person as he spoke. He felt as if he had matured a lot, and as he spoke, Mu Jian Ling had already covered his mouth.

At this moment, Mu Jian Ling's heart was filled with joy. Her smile was as charming as a fan. At the corner of her eyes flowed tears of gratification. This was the first time she smiled from the bottom of her heart. It was a smile of such purity.

"Ling'er, I … May I call you that? " Yang Fan looked at Mu Jian Ling's brilliant smile and could not bear to disturb her.

Mu Jianling raised her arm to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes as she bashfully replied, "En!"

Seeing that he had agreed, Yang Fan continued, "Then …" Then you … Can you tell me... Some of your things. "

"Since the past few days, although I don't know why you've been fighting so desperately with the demon beasts, I know that there must be a reason. Otherwise, I wouldn't have helped you for so many days." Mu Jianling wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yang Fan. "Let me finish."

"I want... I want to know all about you. I don't want to be ignorant of you. I don't want you or me to feel strange. At least... At the very least, it allows me to calmly accept it. I can... "Can I?" When Yang Fan said each word, he poured out his true thoughts.

Looking at the sincere expression in Yang Fan's eyes, Mu Sword Spirit knew that he was looking at him with a serious expression. She nodded and replied, "Mmm."

Then he pushed Yang Fan, and a soft voice, that sounded like a mosquito, rang out. Can you let go of that first? "

Only now did Yang Fan realize that the two of them were still forcefully hugging each other. Yang Fan chuckled before releasing his hands from around Mu Jian Ling's waist. Mu Sword Spirit struggled to stand up, her jade-like legs were still shaking, and at that moment, her beautiful body was instantly exposed to the air. Just as her legs fluctuated, Mu Sword Intent felt a tearing pain, and cried out.