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At this moment, Mu Jian Ling was muttering in her heart, "So he was only suspecting it. But why does he suspect that I'm a girl?" Thinking up to here, Mu Sword Spirit tensed up again …

Of course, she wouldn't know that when Yang Fan was carrying her, he accidentally nudged her in the chest with his elbow. Although Mu Jian Ling's outer attire was quite good, and her inner clothing was quite good as well. However, this did not change the fact that she was a girl. The lump of dried meat on her chest was still soft.

As for Yang Fan, he was afraid that she was a woman, so he didn't treat her wounds. This was because Ying Susu had warned Yang Fan before he left that girls were very troublesome, and told him not to provoke them. Don't make any casual contact with a girl. If you spoil her innocence, you'll have to take responsibility. If not, she would hold a grudge. Of course, if her personality was bad, she could make other plans.

When Ying Susu had said these things, Yang Fan had been completely muddle-headed. He didn't know why his mother had said these things, but as long as his mother had said them, Yang Fan would have seriously considered them. Besides, he was fifteen himself, and in half a year he would be sixteen. He already had his own ability to think and judge, so before confirming Mu Sword Spirit's gender, he did not help her circulate her energy to heal her, but waited for her to recover.

After receiving the confirmation from Mu Jian Ling, the last bit of Yang Fan's worries disappeared. Standing up, he walked over to Mu Jian Ling. When she saw Yang Fan walking towards her, she immediately tensed up. She shifted her body and realized that she couldn't use any strength at all. She was thinking, "Could he have been testing me earlier?!" He already knew that I was a woman. "

Mu Jian Ling thought that since her identity had been exposed, Yang Fan wanted to violate her. Right now, she was powerless to resist Yang Fan's invasion. Yang Fan did not know that the current him was like a torrential flood in the eyes of Mu Sword Spirit. Mu Sword Spirit was flustered and panicked as she said unclearly, "No, don't come over here."

Yang Fan ignored Mu Sword Spirit and continued to walk over, while Mu Sword Spirit's heart became even more flustered. When Yang Fan walked over to her side, Mu Jian Ling had thought of countless possibilities in her heart. She wanted to die immediately, but once she thought about the great hatred she had not avenged, she also wanted to forget about it. When he obtains my body, I'll beg him to help me take revenge! But if he did this, would he be so kind as to help me?

"Raise your hands!" Yang Fan said.

As expected, her guess was right and Mu Sword Spirit thought that he would do something like this to me later on, even if she didn't help me. As long as I pretended to give myself to him first, he wouldn't kill me! Mu Sword Spirit was already prepared to be "sacrificed". She slowly closed her eyes and thought to herself, just treat it as being bitten by a mosquito! But when she thought of what was going to happen, she felt a sense of despair. Wasn't her painstaking efforts to hide from those who coveted her body? And it was precisely because of this that he lost his parents' lives. Then wouldn't everything that happened before have all been in vain? She laughed at herself, tears of despair trickling from the corners of her eyes as she resigned herself to fate.

"Hey, what are you crying for?" Yang Fan said with a puzzled expression.

Mu Sword Spirit looked at Yang Fan with hatred, thinking to herself, "You're about to do that to me, how could I laugh?"

"Hey, hey, no need for this! I thought you were a girl, so I had my reservations. But don't look at me like that, I was the one who saved you, didn't I? I'm coming to heal you now, now? " As Yang Fan spoke, he became extremely depressed and unwillingly placed his hand on top of Mu Jian Ling's. Immediately, a strand of spirit energy was transferred over.

When she felt the warm Spiritual Energy, the sword spirit finally realized that she had misunderstood him. When she thought about the unsightly situation she was in, her pale face flushed red. If it wasn't for the fact that it was currently dark and the light of the fire was shining on his face, she wouldn't even know how to face Yang Fan. Because of her own background, Mu Jian Ling did not trust others for a long time. She would unconsciously feel some resistance towards the people around her, but after calming her emotions, she said with a bit of guilt, "Thank you, thank you!"

Hearing the word 'thank you', Yang Fan's little emotion vanished. Smiling, he said, "It's fine, my mother said that helping others is helping yourself. When the time comes, friends will have more ways to go." If Ying Luo Niang was here, she would definitely say, "Did I say that?" At this moment, Yang Fan had already left to praise Ying Susu in the air. After channeling the spiritual energy into Mu Sword Spirit, she turned around and said after recovering, "It should still take a day for you to recover. As a man, you are quite a softhearted one."

Mu Sword Spirit subconsciously retracted her hand and said, "I cultivate in the water attribute, so my hand will be nourished."

"Water element? What is that?" Yang Fan said with a puzzled expression.

"It can't be that you don't know, right? Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, wind, and seven elements spiritual energy!" Mu Sword Spirit said with some surprise.

"Hehe, I really don't know. I only know how to use my sword." Yang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Oh, then circulate your Spiritual Energy and let me take a look. I will be able to identify you." Looking at Yang Fan's expression, Mu Sword Spirit knew that it would not be good to laugh at him.

Yang Fan lifted his hand and circulated his spiritual energy outside of his body, releasing a sharp elemental aura. "How is it? What attribute am I?" Yang Fan expectantly asked.

"It has a metal attribute. You are very lucky. People with this attribute can usually train their sword to a very high level." Just as Yang Fan was about to say something, he heard a few sounds.

"Gu gu gu, gu gu" sounded out a few times and Mu Jian Ling looked at Yang Fan in embarrassment.

"Oh, I almost forgot …" Yang Fan slapped his forehead and stopped asking; he turned around and took the other half of the rabbit meat and handed it to Mu Jianling. Looking at the barbecue on Yang Fan's hand, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart, she hadn't felt the warmth from others for a long time, but what she didn't know was that it was at this time that Yang Fan slowly entered her heart.

"What are you blanking out for? Eat!" As he spoke, Yang Fan handed the meat over to Mu Jianling.

Looking at Mu Jian Ling who was eating with relish, Yang Fan asked in anticipation, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

Mu Sword Spirit looked at Yang Fan's serious expression and said, "Not bad."

"Sure enough, haha, my cooking skills have improved again." Yang Fan excitedly jumped up and down before stopping. He looked at Mu Sword Spirit and said in a serious tone, "Let's be together!"

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, but once you say it, your words would shock people to death." "Pfft!" Mu Sword Spirit spat out the food she just ate. She then used her bright eyes to size up Yang Fan. She thought, "Don't tell me he has a hobby of breaking his sleeves?"

When Yang Fan saw Mu Jian Ling looking at him strangely, he immediately understood and quickly said, "It's not what you think. I'm saying that I can take care of you."

Mu Sword Spirit's gaze towards Yang Fan turned even weirder. Yang Fan slapped his forehead and explained, "Aiya, that's not what I meant. I was saying that we can form a team."