Chapter 168: The War Begins
Lin Fan was red, sneering at the blazing white smoke, and his black hair was already soaked, turning into wisps of sticking to his head, as if he was placed in a big furnace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At the moment when the last line of Qingming in his mind was about to be annihilated, he was full of excitement, and suddenly it was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was slightly cold, and the hot and dry qi in his body decreased a lot in an instant.
A little true spirit in his heart is immortal, although he is still in an extremely dangerous state, but there is no danger of losing his mind, a pair of red eyes like blood have regained a bit of clarity, and after seeing the scene in front of him, he can't help but be slightly stunned......
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After more than half an hour, Lin Fan's state was already much better, although his danger had not been completely resolved, it could be regarded as a small part of it, far from the verge of collapse, the blood flow speed in his body was much faster than usual, and there was a tingling sensation everywhere.
Yin Hongyue stood in front of him, her cheeks were like a red glow, her eyes were a little dodgy, she stretched out the back of her hand and wiped her sexy and warm, red lips stained with a little water, and said, "I can only help you get here......"
Lin Fan was flushed red, there was no longer a white mist rising on his body, his eyes faded to light red, he looked at Yin Hongyue in front of him and said, "Hongyue, it's really difficult for you......" He didn't expect Yin Hongyue to be willing to do this for him.
Yin Hongyue pursed her lips and said, "You don't need to be grateful to me, this is my mother's voluntariness! I'm just afraid that you stupid person will explode and die!" At the end, he added, "Don't tell anyone about today's incident, otherwise, ......" A pair of narrow phoenix eyes revealed a dangerous light.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep this matter secret!" Let's leave quickly, the power of the fire spirit here is too strong, I am afraid that if I stay any longer, I will become what I was just now...... In that case, I'm going to trouble you......" In the end, even he was a little embarrassed, but recalling the feeling of being like the clouds just now, it was really ecstatic.
Yin Hongyue glanced at him and said, "You want to be beautiful, this kind of thing is resolutely not done a second time!"
"Hey...... Haha......"
Lin Fan laughed dryly, and walked out of the cave with Yin Hongyue, but this time he didn't dare to make any more excessive movements, even a meter away from the latter's body, he was afraid that he would be aroused by the desire in his heart again.
This look is secretly funny to see Yin Hongyue.
When the two went back, it was almost dusk, today's competition had ended, after Lin Fan and Yin Hongyue separated, they went directly back to their residence, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Li Ji sitting in the small pavilion and spreading fish food in the pond, and a tail of red carp surrounded the edge of the small pavilion, competing to emerge to the water.
After seeing Lin Fan, Li Ji put down the fish food in his hand and hurriedly ran to his side, but found that the latter's body was red, his eyes had turned light red, and the breath in his body was a little disordered.
Lin Fan was a little moved in his heart when he saw Li Ji so worried, and said with a smile: "Little silly fish, who can hurt you and me, it was accidentally a problem when I was cultivating today." ”
Li Ji was relieved when she heard that Lin Fan was not injured, wrapped one hand around his arm, pouted and said, "Xianggong, can you not call people a little stupid fish, this name is very ugly! What is wrong with Xianggong's cultivation?"
Lin Fan felt the squeezing sensation coming from his arm, leaned into Li Ji's ear and whispered a few words, and saw that the latter's cheeks suddenly turned slightly red, and a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Fan shyly, and said: "Xianggong, let Li Ji help you, but you have to feel sorry for Li Ji, people...... They haven't recovered yet!"
Lin Fan looked at Li Ji's shyness that I saw pitiful, his heart moved, he lowered his head and kissed the latter's bright red lips, knocked open his teeth, and tasted it carefully, Li Ji let him ask for it, deeply indulging in this kiss.
After a long time, his lips parted, Lin Fan gently stroked the three thousand green silk on the back of Li Ji's head, and said softly: "Don't worry, I am reluctant to let you get hurt ...... little fool."
Li Ji nodded slightly.
Lin Fan picked up Li Ji with both hands and strode towards the room......
Lin Fan understood Li Ji's body's ability to bear it, and only stopped after a little action, and in the end, Li Ji used the same way as Yin Hongyue to relieve her worries.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, meditated until dawn, further eliminated the lust in his body, and the state of his body was much better, and he began to think about ways to solve the increasingly intense lust in his body.
Rooster solo singing the world white, today is the last day of the Eight Peaks Competition, the competition of the disciples of each peak is also coming to an end, Lin Fan came to the square, and found that the others had already come, Yin Hongyue looked no different from before, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene where she was as charming as a demon yesterday.
The competition went on for about an hour, and everyone's rankings had been decided, Zhang Daolin said some words of encouragement on behalf of the first disciples of each peak, and when everyone was about to disperse, he suddenly heard a very abrupt shout from the crowd.
"Lin Fan, do you dare to fight me!?"
Many disciples were startled, and they all looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a young man dressed in white and holding a folding fan come out of the crowd, came to the center of the bluestone square, looked at Lin Fan at the edge of the square, and said, "I also hope to lead the senior brother to make a good move!"
It is Han Xiangfeng's Han Huan!
Although he started early, the seniority in the Eight Immortals Mansion is determined by status, Lin Fan is now the first disciple of Lu Zufeng, and Yin Hongyue's first-level figure, naturally he is his senior brother.
The disciples had already heard of the disagreement between Lin Fan and Han Wuxin, and at this time, they saw Han Wuxin's younger brother Han Huan stand up, obviously to weigh Lin Fan's strength and take the lead for his brother.
The eyes of the crowd stayed on Lin Fan's body, wanting to see what he did next.
Lin Fan smiled slightly, he could see that his skin still had a faint red color, and in the face of the gaze of thousands of disciples, he said casually: "Now in this world, any cat or dog dares to jump out to find death!"
All the disciples looked at each other, and their hearts said that this Lin Fan was really as arrogant and arrogant as rumored.
Han Huan's face changed, and he said coldly: "Hmph, I won't argue with you, let's divide the winners and losers!"
At Caihe Peak's position, the blood shadow glanced at Han Huan casually, and sneered: "This kid is purely looking for death!"
A disciple next to him said curiously: "Senior Brother Blood Shadow, why do you say that, that Lin Fan is just a mere Hundred Refining Realm Perfection, can he be able to defeat Han Huan in the early stage of the Cave Void Realm?"
The rest of the people also looked at the blood shadow when they heard this, since the blood shadow showed its amazing strength, it had become an existence on Caihe Peak that was second only to the first disciple Zhou Ling.
Blood Shadow smiled: "Many times, a person's strength cannot be measured by his cultivation realm...... Lin Fan's current strength can't even be seen through by me, at least he can compete with people in the middle stage of the Cave Void Realm!"
"This ...... How could he be so powerful?!" The crowd was surprised.
"Just look at it!" Blood Shadow smiled slightly, and without saying much, he looked at Lin Fan who was standing with his hands hanging on the edge of the square.