Chapter Ninety-Eight: Do You Have a Favorite?

"Ling'er, then how could this Silver Leaf Soul Locking Grass appear in the Blood Yang Secret Realm?" asked Su Fan puzzled.

It stands to reason that it should be impossible to meet a spiritual object like this that can be ranked on the list of three thousand strange things, but he, Su Fan, met it in this kind of small secret realm in the assessment, which made him very puzzled.

"Speaking of the secret realm, I have to explain to you the purpose of the cultivator's cultivation. Su Fan, do you know how many levels of monks there are on the Soul Heaven Continent?" Wu Ling'er asked with a smile.

Su Fan smiled, and said with some pride: "Ling'er, you can't be difficult for me now, although I have only been in this continent for a few months, I still know a lot of basic cultivation knowledge, and the level of monks is divided into nine major levels, namely Soul Master, Soul Master, Soul King, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor, Soul Venerable, Soul Saint, how about what I said!"

Wu Ling'er smiled and said, "Well, yes, yes, you're right, but do you know the difference between these cultivation levels?"

"Eh, this ......" Su Fan was asked again, and he said a little speechlessly: "I know that the soul master practices qi, the soul master comprehends the attributes, the soul master gathers qi and condenses, and the mixed monarch understands the artistic conception, as for the back, I don't know......"

"What you said is all martial arts comprehension, it's not the same thing as what I mean, what I'm talking about why monks want to cultivate, and where is the purpose of cultivation!" Wu Ling'er said.

"The purpose of cultivation?" Su Fan's eyes exuded a little killing intent, and his tone became a little cold: "These cultivators are cultivating to go against the sky, seize the creation of heaven and earth, strengthen themselves, and delusionally want to climb the peak and become a god!"

In Su Fan's mind, the gods are unattainable existences, how can these mortals easily achieve, all the creations in heaven and earth are the gods and the believers attached to him, and anyone who goes against the heavens will be disallowed by the gods.

Wu Ling'er sensed the killing intent in Su Fan's words, and hurriedly said: "Su Fan, just think about it in your heart, don't say it, you must know that the vast majority of living beings in the three thousand worlds are cultivators, if your words are spread, won't you offend all the life species?"

"What if you offend, ants should have the consciousness of ants, and it is just self-deception to turn over and become a master, when he succeeds in cultivation one day, I will wash the world with blood and sweep away all tumors for the gods!" Su Fan said with a flickering look in his eyes.

"You ......"

A black light flew out from the center of Su Fan's eyebrows, and Wu Ling'er's young and beautiful figure fell from it, she held Su Fan's arm with an anxious expression and said, "Su Fan, are you stimulated by something, how could you say such a ridiculous thing." ”

"Ling'er......" Su Fan looked at Wu Ling'er's beautiful face that was the same as that of the God of Destruction, his cold face suddenly melted into all kinds of tenderness, he touched Wu Ling'er's soft long hair, and looked into the distance in a trance: "Ling'er, if it weren't for the God of Destruction who woke me up from the darkness and sent me here, I might have turned into a wisp of dust by now."

"When I knew that my lord was a supreme god, my already cold heart beat again, and I knew that I was just a tool of my lord, but so what, I should have died, it was my lord who gave me new hope, so from then on I vowed to believe in my lord forever!"

Su Fan's fingers brushed Wu Ling'er's beautiful cheeks, and his expression was confused, as if he regarded her as the god of destruction, and he muttered: "For the supreme you, I am willing to give everything!"

"Su Fan ......"

Wu Ling'er's face was slightly red, although she knew that Su Fan was only treating her as a substitute for the God of Destruction at this time, her heart was still full of infinite warmth.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened to her, and Su Fan was stunned and slowly leaned his face over, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Su Fan...... Other...... Don't ......"

Wu Ling'er was taken aback, although she had a good impression of Su Fan, she was not good enough to do such a shameful thing with him.

Hearing Wu Ling'er's exclamation, Su Fan suddenly woke up from his distraction, staring at the girl's shy jade face at this time, Su Fan took a deep breath, hurriedly took a few steps back, rubbed his forehead lightly, and said in a panicked tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ......"

Wu Ling'er looked at Su Fan, who apologized to herself, and didn't know why she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, she touched her hot little face, plucked up the courage to ask, "Su Fan, are you...... Do you have someone you like?"

"I ......" Su Fan was stunned when he heard Wu Ling'er's question, and a pure and lovely face vaguely appeared in his mind, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and whispered full of self-blame: "Yes......"

Su Fan blamed himself because he had always believed that he would always love Yin'er alone.

However, since Wu Ling'er broke into his life, his emotions slowly began to waver a little, and his heart gradually changed in the face of Wu Ling'er, who looked exactly like the God of Destruction.

His belief in the God of Destruction is still a little selfish to some extent.

And all of this finally broke out at this moment, and he almost did something sorry for Yin'er.

Yes?

Wu Ling'er was stunned, although she hoped that Su Fan could give a negative answer, but the reality was that Su Fan did have someone he liked.

"Then there must be a lot of sweetness between you......" Wu Ling'er hid the flicker of loss on her face, and pretended to laugh and quipped.

In her heart, Su Fan is a very good teenager, and that girl should like him very much.

"No, she doesn't know that I like her! I'm just secretly in love with ......" Su Fan smiled bitterly.

"What!?Why is that?"

Wu Ling'er was taken aback when she heard this, and asked with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Ling'er, here's how it ......"

Su Fan took a deep breath and began to slowly tell the bits and pieces between himself and Yin'er.

For a long time, Su Fan has been no different from others in his usual behavior, and sometimes it seems normal to communicate with people.

But in fact, only he knows that his heart is always lonely, his world is only himself, and he puts his true face in the cold cage of his heart, and what he reveals to the world is always a false face of indifference.

But today, in the face of Wu Ling'er, who looked the same as the God of Destruction, he took the initiative to open his heart for the first time.

After listening to Su Fan and Yin'er's own story, Wu Ling'er looked at him with a complicated face, she never thought that such an unknown story would be buried in Su Fan's heart.