In a luxurious large living room on the tanker...
Luo Xian'er ordered two glasses of champagne and filled one for Mu Fan. She had something extremely important to ask Mu Fan.
"Junior brother! The injury on my brother's face must have been caused by you!" Luo Xian'er's tone was filled with anger. She originally said she was going to break Mu Fan's legs when we met Mu Fan, but when we met, she felt that she couldn't do it at all. hand.
"That's right, I was the one who touched Luo Ziyang's old Yin Coin thing. I dare not cross him and I should hit him. Who told him to bully me before?"
"Why are you so narrow-minded?" Luo Xian'er said angrily. She recalled the first time Mu Fan met his brother in the rain. The two seemed to have had a life-and-death feud for many years. It was clearly the brother who suffered the loss that time.
"Senior sister, one code must be the same. If it weren't for your sake, I would kill him," Mu Fan retorted unceremoniously.
"You are really a pig, I'll ignore you, hum." Luo Xian'er pouted angrily, Mu Fan really didn't know how to chat with girls.
"Who made the fairy angry?" A handsome man in a suit came over. It was Pasotti who asked Wuyue for his mobile phone number last time.
"Young Master Qiao," Wu Yue showed a shy smile.
"Miss Wu, we meet again." Seeing that Luo Xian'er ignored him, Pasotti awkwardly bowed to Wu Yue.
It was Qin Muyu again. Mu Fan hated this kind of sissy from the bottom of his heart.
Mu Fan ignored Pasotti and sat cross-legged again, closing his eyes and relaxing.
"Mr. Qiao, do you have anything to do with us?" Wuyue asked shyly. After not seeing each other for a while, Pasotti became handsome again.
"It's okay, I just saw Miss Xian'er sulking and ran over to take a look." Pasotti explained calmly, with an expression that was indescribably profound and charming.
This look was very charming to other people, but to Mu Fan, it was simply disgusting and made him want to vomit.
Mu Fan opened his eyes, and his eyes turned golden.
"Xian'er, let's go over there. I have a few questions to ask you."
"Okay!" Luo Xian'er smiled sweetly, making Pasotti lose his mind again.
If he didn't take action, the goddess would be kidnapped by this guy. Pasotti walked slowly to Mu Fan and looked at Mu Fan condescendingly.
Pasotti is a handsome man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall. Mu Fan is now just 1.8 meters tall, which is half a head shorter than Pasotti.
"Brother, can you please step aside and say a word?" Pasotti's arrogant look was clearly revealed, while Mu Fan stood there stupidly.
"No time"
Mu Fan replied calmly
"No time? Little brother seems to have a bad temper."
"Are you sick, are you trying to tease me? You and I are strangers, so you can just move if I ask you to?"
Pasotti's face instantly darkened. The kid in front of him was not just arrogant, he was very arrogant.
"Ding-Deng-Deng"
A whole row of soldiers with guns gathered around, and Mu Fan was surrounded by the soldiers. Mu Fan's face turned cold, these soldiers simply did not know whether to live or die.
"Put down the gun and remind you of your first time." Mu Fan's tone was extremely domineering, which made Pasotti even more unhappy.
"Are you stupid, brother? You are still acting like a young master to me."
Mu Fan was a second-generation ancestor in Pasotti's eyes, and he had no intention of fearing Mu Fan at all. If you dare to throw his smoke in front of Miss Xian'er, treat this stupid young man well today.
"You stupid pigs, I am a cultivator but you dare to do something. Put down the gun quickly and don't use it as a weapon for others."
"Little devil, who are you kidding? How dare you pretend to be a cultivator? It seems you have never died." A bald man nearly two meters tall sneered. There are many people pretending to be cultivators these days. This little devil It was like hitting their guns.
Mu Fan stopped talking. These Mia soldiers just needed to be dealt with. It was useless if they were not defeated.
"Senior sister, you'll come over later. I'll take care of these little minions first."
"Who are you calling a bastard? A dark-skinned strong man is not happy and wants to handcuff Mu Fan with his own hands."
"Stupid pig", Mu Fan glanced at him coldly. The dark-skinned man felt a little cold inside, as if he was being targeted by an evil tiger.
Whoosh
Mu Fan's shadow disappeared, escaping from the encirclement like a ghost.
After a while, a figure appeared behind the dark-skinned man. His neck felt cold, and the dark-skinned man was directly knocked unconscious by a palm knife.
After kicking the strong man five or six meters away, Mu Fan launched an attack.
"Bang bang bang", within two seconds of being unable to breathe, all the soldiers were knocked down by Mu Fan's three huge fist shadows.
The battle was over in an instant. Pasotti was sweating coldly. This time he kicked the iron plate.
"You... don't come over. Pasotti is pointing a silenced pistol at Mu Fan."
"snort"
Mu Fan disappeared again, and when he appeared he had a pistol in his hand.
"Aren't you very awesome? If you dare to attack a cultivator, I will treat you today." Mu Fan crushed the pistol into scrap metal, and Pasotti was so frightened that he almost fainted.
"Yes... I'm sorry. I didn't know that you are really a cultivator. I deserve to die. I deserve to die." Pasotti gave himself two big slaps. It was important to save his life now.
"Stop talking nonsense." Mu Fan directly picked up Pasotti and walked out of the cabin.
There were many people gathered on the deck. Pasotti was hanging on the boat, and Mu Fan was holding it gently with one hand.
"Handsome guy, figure it out in your next life and then imitate others in picking up girls."
As soon as Mu Fan said this, he let go of Pasotti, and the people on the deck let out exclamations of surprise.
"Ah~!~!~!"
Pasoti's screams gradually disappeared, and he was thrown into the sea by Mu Fan to feed the fish.
Mu Fan returned to the room, and everyone looked at Mu Fan as if they were looking at a monster. However, Mu Fan has become accustomed to it. The status of cultivators on the earth is too high. They will never understand how powerful cultivators are.
"Senior Sister Luo, I'm back." Mu Fan stumbled back to his position.
Wuyue looked at Mu Fan with a sad face. Pasoti was killed by Mu Fan, and her beautiful skin was lost in vain.
Wuyue wanted to save her, but she was worried about making Mu Fan unhappy.
Retrieving the Crystal Palace is the top priority. Pasotti will regret it to death if he finds out. A cultivator can fall out of favor much faster than a person on earth. He foolishly thinks that people really treat him like a green onion.
"Junior brother, what did you want to tell me just now?" Luo Xian'er's beautiful big eyes were full of expectation, but Mu Fan rarely took the initiative to whisper to her.
"Hehehe, senior sister, don't be angry after hearing this."
"What? Stop being so pretentious and tell me." Luo Xian'er stomped her feet unhappy. She hated Mu Fan's bad habit of half-talking.
"Let's go outside and talk. Mu Fan glanced at Wuyue. Senior Sister Wuyue is here, so it's a little inconvenient to talk."
"All right"
Luo Xianer accompanied Mu Fan to the deck outside.
There were several patrolling sailors outside. When they saw Mu Fan coming out, they were so frightened that they ran away.
The entire sea level is very calm, and the huge oil tanker is causing white waves.
The moist sea breeze had a faint fishy smell, gently blowing on their cheeks. Just like a plump and attractive mature woman gently caressing your face with her hands, Luo Xianer looks at the man she loves dreamingly.
The sun was very warm, and the seagulls in the sky were flying happily on the sea. Mu Fan spoke: "Senior sister, I read the letter you left me last time. I didn't expect you to have such good writing skills, senior sister."
Luo Xian'er's pretty face turned red. She didn't expect Mu Fan to mention such an embarrassing thing.
For the first time, Mu Fan faced Luo Xian'er's feelings for him, and now he must give Luo Xian'er a clear answer.
"Senior sister", Mu Fan held Luo Xian'er's little hand.
Luo Xian'er's face was so red that it was almost bleeding, and her big eyes looked timidly at Mu Fan's fiery gaze.
At this moment, their heartbeats became very fast, and Luo Xianer could hear Mu Fan's heartbeat.
"Senior sister, you are a very good girl. You are so kind to me and I will always remember it in my heart."
"Every time you show up when I need help the most, I regard you as my best sister from the bottom of my heart. I have already seen Xiao Xiao, and she seems to have forgotten me, but I am not willing to accept it! I must find you If she regains her memory and tells me personally that she doesn't like me, I will choose to leave."
Speaking of this, Mu Fan felt indescribably comfortable, he wanted to find his own direction. Luo Xian'er is a very good girl, and Mu Fan doesn't want to deceive Luo Xian'er.
"Junior brother, I understand what you mean."
Luo Xian'er pursed her lips. She had many things to say to her beloved.
"I'm willing to wait for you, I'm willing to stay with you quietly, and I'm willing to wait until the day you say you like me."
The sea is the mother body of life, and sea water is the jade liquid for the baptism of life. Bathing in the refreshing sea breeze, Mu Fan felt the thousands of customs in the world of mortals.
Facing the sea is like facing the infinite distance in the human heart. Its broad, quiet, turbulent flow is like a road that must be traveled in life.
If you work hard, you will have happiness; if you are persistent, you will reap the joy of seeing the moonlight; if you have true love, you will find the same emotion; if you have selfless dedication, you will have warm power; if you have dreams, you will have the same feeling. There will be a constant desire to pursue...
Mu Fan made a promise to Luo Xian'er for the first time, and Da Dahai witnessed the two whispering.
The waves spread out into the distance, then slowly subsided, as if taking a breath, leaving behind a fleeting foam and the musty smell of swaying seaweed.
Luo Xian'er gently threw herself into Mu Fan's arms. Mu Fan thought for a while without letting go. Luo Xian'er's faint body fragrance made Mu Fan a little intoxicated. There is a leisurely happiness in the cool warmth, and there is also the brilliance of love in the turbulent waves. Dreams bloom in the clear currents of the deep sea, and the songs they sing are fairy tales with true feelings.
Three days later…
Mu Fan returned to Beihu City, followed by two beautiful women.
"Senior Sister Wu, you and Xian'er go to the supermarket first, and I'll go back to get the Crystal Palace now."
"No, we have to go with you. Wuyue naturally disagrees. She is worried that Mu Fan is up to something."
"Okay, senior sister, let's just listen to Mu Fan! He has already promised us, so naturally he won't go back on his word."
"But!"
"But that's bullshit. If you keep nagging me, I won't give it to you."
Mu Fan's tone was extremely arrogant, and the Crystal Palace naturally had to obey him in his hands.
"Okay, you will get the Crystal Palace back later, and you have to come to us as soon as possible."
