As soon as Qu Yang left, Dongfang and Meng Fan were left in the room, Dongfang lowered his head, Meng Fan looked at Dongfang, the two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house, and Meng Fan looked back and saw a young man hurrying over with a plate of wine and food in both hands.

Meng Fan came to the table and sat down, took off the gourd on his waist, poured monkey wine, and raised his glass: "Brother Dong, would you like to taste Meng's wine again?"

Dongfang hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass, and after a slight gesture, he drank it in one gulp. A slight spiciness filled her throat, Dongfang woke up instantly, put away all her distracting thoughts in an instant, she looked up at Meng Fan, and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Meng Fan took a bite of the side dish and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't want to come here, but the inns in Hengshan City are full, I can't sleep on the street!"

After that, he glanced at Dongfang again and chuckled: "Brother Dong, it's not appropriate to come here as you." ”

Dongfang snorted coldly, did not reply, remembering the second encounter between the two in Fuzhou City, her heart moved, and suddenly realized that Meng Fan had probably recognized her daughter a long time ago, thinking of this, she raised her head suddenly, stared at this Meng Fan, and said, "How did you find out my identity?"

"Hehe, there's nothing in this world that I Meng Fan doesn't know!" Meng Fan smacked his lips and said with a stinky face.

When Dongfang heard this, his face showed a trace of disdain, and he said in his heart: What kind of atmosphere is it blowing about, don't you know nothing about the origin of the Sunflower Treasure Book? Perhaps, you may not even know my identity, and I am afraid that you will still regard me as the holy aunt of the Divine Sect.

The expression on Dongfang's face naturally did not escape Meng Fan's eyes, seeing this scene, Meng Fan smiled lightly: "What, you don't believe it?"

Saying that, he didn't wait for Dongfang to reply, and continued: "After so many years of being in a high position, women dressed as men, you must be tired of it, why not ......"

Before Meng Fan finished speaking, he saw Dongfang's face change suddenly, and he suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Do you know my identity?"

"Yes!" Meng Fan nodded, not caring about Dongfang's expression at all, "It's ridiculous to say, there are huge rivers and lakes, and there are countless high-rollers, but who knows that the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect is actually a woman!"

Seeing Meng Fan reveal his identity in one mouth, Dongfang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "If you say it like this, aren't you afraid that I will kill people and kill you?"

"You won't!" Meng Fan raised his head, looked at Dongfang, and after a long time, the corners of his mouth raised, and he suddenly smiled: "You can't bear it!"

"Shameless!"

Faced with this kind of red fruit teasing, Dongfang's face turned red, a trace of shame flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously waved a palm towards Meng Fan's chest.

Seeing this, Meng Fan didn't resist, and let the snow-white little hand hit his chest.

This palm was unconscious, and the strength was not great, but after all, Dongfang's martial arts were a lot higher than Meng Fan, so Meng Fan still felt a heat in his chest. I only heard him snort softly, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"You?" Dongfang was taken aback, looking at the bloodshot on the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, her heart was sour, as if she had broken a cruet bottle, and the five flavors were mixed.

Meng Fan didn't care about this, at the moment, he grabbed Dongfang's hand and said: "Dongfang, life is a lifetime, grass is born in autumn, why bother to suppress feelings and abandon the happiest thing in life for the position of a sect leader!"

Wang Tu's hegemony is just a passing cloud, how can you be free to enjoy the rivers and lakes with the person you love, not to mention, with your current martial arts, you can go to the whole world, even if you disclose your daughter's identity, will there be anyone in the sect who dares to resist you?"

Meng Fan said, how could Dongfang not understand, before becoming the sect leader, she abandoned her feelings and planned wholeheartedly, but when she was really powerful and invincible in the world, she realized the emptiness and loneliness.

However, since she met Meng Fan, the ambiguity between the two finally made her realize the most valuable thing in her life, and since this time, she has also asked herself from time to time: Is the previous life really what she wanted?

How many times has the East thought about giving up everything to pursue his own happiness. However, when she thought of her identity, she couldn't make up her mind.

At this moment, in the face of Meng Fan's confession, Dongfang suddenly became a little overwhelmed, she felt that her heart was very chaotic and she needed to calm down before she could make a final decision. Thinking of this, she glanced at Meng Fan deeply, then withdrew her little hand, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

Looking at Dongfang's departing back, Meng Fan didn't chase after him. He knew that excessive persecution was not a good thing, and at that moment, he smiled silently, grabbed the gourd and took a sip, and turned to walk towards his room.

......

The night passed quickly, and at dawn the next day, Meng Fan finished washing, and after leaving the Qunyu Garden, he rushed to Liu's mansion, and today was the day when Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands.

When Meng Fan came to Liu's Mansion, the entire mansion was already full of guests, and those who recognized Meng Fan's identity looked at him one by one, wondering in their hearts whether Lin Pingzhi was in his hands, and did he get the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?

Especially Yu Canghai, without waiting for Meng Fan to greet Yue Buqun, he grabbed it first and asked: "Senior Brother Meng, Lin Pingzhi and I have a grudge against my son, if he is in your hands, I hope you will hand it over to my Qingcheng faction to deal with!"

Seeing that Yu Canghai was a little reluctant to stand in front of him, Meng Fan snorted coldly, "Is Lord Yu Guan ordering me?"

Behind him, Yu Canghai's face was pale, but when he thought of Meng Fan's martial arts, he weighed it again and again, and still endured it.

As the head of Huashan, Yue Buqun's position is still big after all, Meng Fan saw that there was a deputy seat beside him, and he knew that it was his own, so he sat down immediately.

Behind the two, Lao Denuo and other second-generation disciples stood in turn, and when they saw Meng Fan at this moment, they came over to salute one after another. Meng Fan nodded, then glanced at Yue Buqun, smiled in his heart, and said secretly: Lao Yue's qi cultivation kung fu is getting deeper and deeper, and he can actually resist not asking Lin Pingzhi's whereabouts at this moment.

Sitting on Meng Fan's right was Master Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect, as soon as she saw Meng Fan, she immediately got up and said, "Senior Brother Meng, thank you for saving the little apprentice Yilin yesterday!"

Like Yilin, Dingyi is also a substitute cultivator, for this short-tempered, but non-clear one of the three determinations, Meng Fan still admires after all, and immediately got up and returned the salute, saying: "The teacher is too polite!"

The two chatted casually for a few moments, and then sat down separately. Right now, except for the Songshan faction, all the characters on the rivers and lakes have almost arrived. There are those who know each other well, and they are talking with great interest at the moment. For a while, there was a lot of noise in the hall.