When the canon is gone.

One after another, a famous disciple stepped forward to congratulate and express goodwill to Chen Zhixing.

In the face of such a Nanfeng upstart, except for those Dao disciples, the rest of them naturally wanted to make friends and have a good fate.

In the crowd, Xu Fan's eyes flickered.

He was hesitating to make friends with this Xiao Ping.

He came to the Tianlan Holy Land, and his cultivation was only incidental.

Its main purpose is to find a backer!

A backer who can shelter him from the wind and rain!

Even if the crape myrtle Chen family comes to the door in the future, he can still shake the crape myrtle Chen family for him, and not be weak!

This Xiao Ping, a disciple of the true lineage of the first Jin, is when there are no available people around him.

He believes.

As long as he takes the initiative to step forward and relies on his ability to deduce the future, he will be able to quickly do what he likes, and become a person with an irreversible relationship with this Xiao Ping.

"That's it, Xiao Ping's umbrella is still too small, if you want to find it, you really need to find a big umbrella."

The next moment.

Xu Fan raised his head and looked at Mo Yuemei on the high platform.

This cultivator who has reached the Nirvana Realm is undoubtedly his best choice!

"How can we attack her?"

Xu Fan's right hand gently touched his chin, and thousands of pictures were suddenly reflected in his eyes.

In every picture, there is a scene where he and this Mo Yuemei get to know each other.

Subsequently.

One by one, the images collapsed quickly.

This means that all methods of friendship have ended in failure!

In the end, out of those thousands of images, only one picture remains, and it is still being deduced.

"I see."

A smile appeared on Xu Fan's face.

He took a deep look at Mo Yuemei on the high platform, and then turned around and left Shanmen Square.

Night.

Guan Tianyu brought some priceless spirit wine and beast meat, and came to Chen Zhixing and Li Ran to drink, saying that it was to celebrate Chen Zhixing's becoming a true disciple.

Chen Zhixing naturally had no choice, and nodded in response.

Meanwhile.

Inside the main hall of the peak.

Mo Yuemei left the Tianlan Holy Land, transformed into a yellow-faced woman, and rushed towards Fengbo City.

Storm City is not a big city, it is dark at the moment, and there are no people on the streets.

There are only a few scattered lights left, and you can see the figure of the lantern working inside.

Mo Yuemei walked all the way along the river embankment, and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

Far away, she saw an elderly figure with gray hair, staggering steps, and a cane, sitting in the courtyard with a small stool, staring blankly at the night sky.

Looking at the old lady, a soft smile appeared on Mo Yuemei's face.

This old lady is the sister of her junior sister.

At that time, she was not yet the head of the peak, but only a Dao disciple of the South Peak.

In the south peak, there is a female disciple named Honglan, who has a relationship with Jin Lan and has a bad relationship.

The two were accompanied day and night, born and died many times, and fought side by side.

Although she is not related by blood, she has long regarded that Honglan as her own sister.

And then later.

The two of them participated in a sect mission together, going to encircle and suppress a demon in the Divine Journey Realm.

As a result, due to a mistake in intelligence, that demon had already arrived in the True Self Realm!

In that war.

It was Honglan who decisively chose to sacrifice herself, dragging the True Wu Realm demon and preserving Mo Yuemei.

So to speak.

If it weren't for Honglan who took the initiative to choose to stay, then there would be no Nanfeng Peak Mo Yuemei today!

Therefore.

When Mo Yuemei learned that Hong Lan's only relative in this world was only this sister who lived in Storm City.

Since then.

She didn't cross her eyebrows, and she became Honglan!

Almost every few days, she would come here from the Tianlan Holy Land to take care of her as Honglan!

Just as Mo Yuemei recalled these past events slightly.

She frowned suddenly.

I saw a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, walking out of the back room with water.

"Old lady, I have cleaned your room, and I have also changed your mattress and clothes for you."

"Next time your family isn't around, don't wander outside, otherwise if you can't walk home, you may not be able to run into me, haha."

The young man smiled as he poured out the water and stretched out his hand to wipe his white robe absently.

"Young man, you are so nice, when my sister comes, we will have a meal together."

The old lady smiled kindly.

"Harm, no need, it's all trivial things that are not worth mentioning."

"Old lady, I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you another day."

The young man waved his hand and turned away.

At the same time, he counted silently in his mind.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

"Stay, lad."

A voice rang out behind him.

The corners of the young man's mouth suddenly looked up, and a faint smile flashed.

Here it comes!

Not a second is more, every second is not less!

All the plots are exactly the same as those he deduced in the future!

"Ah, you are? What's the matter? ”

The young man looked back, a puzzled look on his face.

I saw the other side in the distance.

A yellow-faced woman approached step by step, first calling out to the old lady for sister, and then smiling at the young man:

"Young man, let's have a meal together and then go."

"This"

The young man looked embarrassed and was about to shirk it.

The old lady had already paused with the crutch in her hand, and said undoubtedly: "Young man, listen to me, eat and then leave!" My sister, the craftsmanship is good! ”

When the young man heard this, he hesitated, nodded and walked back again.

"Honglan, this is your favorite red date cake, I went to the street today to buy it for you."

The old lady looked at Mo Yuemei, and carefully took out a box of red bean cakes wrapped in a piece of cloth from her sleeve.

"Sister, have you forgotten, I haven't eaten jujube cake for a long time."

Mo Yuemei said this in his mouth, but he honestly took the red bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Well, it's still the taste of childhood."

A moment later.

Mo Yuemei prepared a table of meals with her own hands and brought them to the courtyard.

"What do you call it, young man?"

Mo Yuemei said casually.

The young man picked up a piece of food and stuffed it into his mouth, his mouth was bulging and swollen, and his eyes lit up and said, "Well, what a great cooking!" ”

Then, the young man didn't care and said, "My name is Xu Fan, Xu who promises, and ordinary Fan." ”

That's right.

This young man is none other than Xu Fan, one of the protagonists of the Mandate of Heaven!

From his appearance to Storm City, helping the old lady get home, to helping the old lady clean her room and finish the housework.

Then just in time for Mo Yuemei to arrive, he pretended to leave freely.

Then Mo Yuemei opened his mouth and took the initiative to invite him to stay for dinner, he looked embarrassed and agreed after hesitation.

Every step seems to be natural and careless.

In fact, it is the result of his deduction countless times!

It has only one purpose.

That is to make everything seem less elaborate and deliberate, so that Mo Yuemei can't detect his purpose!

If there is a little mistake in this, he can't get close to Mo Yuemei!

For example, if the old lady left him to eat at first, he directly readily agreed.

Another example is that Mo Yuemei took the initiative to invite, he did not show embarrassment, hesitated and struggled.

Then, this will be identified by Mo Yuemei as 'ulterior motives'!

"Xu Fan?"

Mo Yue raised his eyebrows, and instantly remembered.

At the morning meeting yesterday, didn't Elder Fulong say that this time Tianlan Holy Land recruited a new one, and a disciple with good talent came to Nanfeng, isn't it called Xu Fan?

"You're very born in the next life, aren't you from Storm City?"

Mo Yuemei asked lightly.

"No! I'm a new disciple of the Tianlan Holy Land, and I've only been here for a short time. ”

Xu Fan generously admitted it, and then seemed to think of something, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said:

"This aunt, don't tell me about it, our holy land has rules, and you can't leave the sect without an application."

Hearing this, Mo Yuemei couldn't help but feel a little playful:

"Since the Holy Land won't let you come out, then you still sneak out?"

Xu Fan suddenly turned bitter when he heard this: "Staying in the holy land every day, people have to suffocate, so they have to come out to relax." Auntie, don't tell us about it, or I'll be in trouble! ”

Mo Yuemei laughed in his heart when he heard this, and the vigilance in his heart couldn't help but relax a little, shook his head and said: "I'm just a flat-headed commoner, where can I be qualified to tell that kind of immortal sect this." ”

"That's good."

Xu Fan let out a long sigh of relief, and then got up without hesitation and said:

"Old lady, auntie, then I'll go first, otherwise if the sect finds out, it'll be over."

After speaking, Xu Fan ignored the old lady's retention and chose to leave directly.

Before leaving.

He smiled and added: "Old lady, I'll come to see you another day, and auntie, you can accompany the old lady more if you have time, don't let her go to the street alone." ”

"The old lady is so old, if a person accidentally falls outside, what is it okay?"

After speaking, Xu Fan did not hesitate and left quickly.

The sound of the wind kept blowing in his ears, and Xu Fan soon left Storm City.

Today, his purpose has been achieved!

This is the best time to leave!

If you stay any longer, it will be too much!

He understood.

If you want to get close to Mo Yuemei, you can't be half anxious!

Anyone who is half distracted will be regarded as having ulterior motives by Mo Yuemei, and once he is regarded as having ulterior motives by Mo Yuemei, then no matter how much he does, it will be useless!

In the face of such big people, they have long been accustomed to the flattery and clinging of others.

On the contrary, sincerity is something that they rarely see again.

Therefore.

The only thing he can do is nature.

The more natural, the better!

"There is only one point in the strategy, Mo Yuemei."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xu Fan's mouth.

"Sincerity is her nirvana!"

In front of the riverside courtyard.

"Honglan, this young man surnamed Xu is really good."

The old lady said with emotion.

"Well, yes, it's not bad."

Mo Yuemei nodded casually, but his eyes were a little hesitant.

Is it a coincidence?

Or is it elaborate?

(End of chapter)