Fairy wife is so hard to woo

the next day, early morning

After Su Xiaofan woke up, he packed his luggage, took the Cold Iron Sword he got yesterday, and went down the mountain directly.

Near noon, Su Xiaofan had climbed over the mountains and reached the junction of Qingzhou and Yanzhou.

The peaks here are larger than the Fairy Mountain where Qingyue Sect is located, towering into the clouds and reaching as far as the eye can see.

"Is this the Boundary Mountain?" Su Xiaofan sat under a towering tree, holding a kettle in one hand and pouring it into his mouth, and holding a map in the other to check.

"Okay! Let's go!" When the last drop of water fell into Su Xiaofan's mouth, he threw away the kettle and walked deeper into the boundary mountain.

Boundary Mountain is located at the junction of two continents. It is full of ferocious monsters, dangers are everywhere, and thieves are rampant. Even the disciples of major sects are unwilling to come to this remote place to practice.

Hu~hu~hu~

Su Xiaofan held the cold iron sword and killed several shadow wolves that were about to attack him like a chicken or a cow. The corpses of ten shadow wolves were lying on the ground, and one of them still exuded spiritual energy from its head.

"So lucky? It's actually a demon pill!" Su Xiaofan quickly took out the first-order demon pill from Shadow Wolf's body and put it in a cloth bag.

Even if you can't use the first-level demon elixir yourself, you can exchange it for a lot of supplies in Qingyue Sect, and your life will not be as poor as it is now.

Along the way, Su Xiaofan killed monsters whenever he saw them. Although these monsters were not very powerful and could not accumulate combat experience by fighting them, he collected three first-level monster pills, which was a considerable fortune.

As the sun set, Su Xiaofan took the map and walked to the center of the edge of the boundary mountain. The monsters here were more powerful, so he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Looking at the map, we have to walk for several hours. It's too dark to move around. Let's have a night's rest first!"

Su Xiaofan looked at the map in the afterglow of the sun and thought to himself.

Gu! Gu Gu!

Late at night, when Su Xiaofan was sleeping soundly in a tree, he was suddenly awakened by the hoots of several owls.

"There seems to be movement!" Su Xiaofan squatted quietly on the branch, listening to the sounds around him.

Deep in the boundary mountain, a woman ran out at high speed. She was wearing a long cyan dress, revealing her snow-white shoulders. A crescent-shaped jade hung on her slender waist. The woman's beautiful legs were extremely slender, and she was wearing a thin and attractive pair. Wearing black stockings and white over-the-knee boots, she looks elegant and mature.

"Sister Ling Ying, you can't run away! Hand over the map quickly!"

Behind the woman, an elegant man wearing a white brocade robe followed closely. His movement was very agile and he could move easily in the jungle with many obstacles. It was only a matter of time before he caught up with Ling Ying.

"Yan Cai! You shameless villain, you attacked me while I was fighting the monster. When I return to Xuanwu Gate, your life will be worse than death!"

Ling Ying's mature and beautiful face was now pale, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her clothes were hung in tatters by branches, and she looked very embarrassed.

When Yan Cai saw the senior sister's appearance, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Sister Ling Ying, you can't escape from the Boundary Mountain. If you know what's going on, hand over the map and stay with me for one night, and maybe I can let you live!"

"Don't even think about it! I want my aunt to accompany you in the next life!" Ling Ying fired back angrily.

Ling Ying and Yan Cai are both disciples of the Xuanwu Sect. Both of them have the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage. When Ling Ying was fighting a third-level monster, she was attacked from behind by her fellow disciples and was seriously injured by Yan Cai's palm. Now that the spiritual energy in his body is almost exhausted, his running speed is getting slower and slower.

Seeing that Ling Ying's speed had obviously slowed down, the smile on Yan Cai's face grew wider.

Yan Cai and Ling Ying accidentally got a treasure map. They didn't want to dedicate the treasure to the sect, so they came to Jieshan together in private. If Ling Ying returned to the sect alive and his act of killing fellow senior sisters was exposed, he would definitely die.

Ling Ying knew that running like this was not an option. If she exhausted her spiritual energy, she would not even have the strength to resist, and it would be a dead end.

"Senior sister, what, do you want to compete with junior brother?" Yan Cai saw Ling Ying suddenly stopped and stared at him with cold eyes, and he smiled easily.

"If it were normal, I would definitely not be able to beat Senior Sister, but now..."

After Yan finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he accumulated spiritual power and struck Ling Ying with a palm.

Ling Ying pursed her red lips, and just when she was about to take the move, Yan Cai was hit by a sword flying from the side. The cold iron sword passed through Yan Cai's palm and pinned him tightly. ground.

"Ah! It hurts! Who! Who is it! Get out!" Yan Cai roared, the severe pain making his facial features distorted.

Su Xiaofan slowly walked out from behind a tree. He pulled out the Cold Iron Sword. Yan Cai wanted to fight back, but he couldn't exert any strength with one hand. He was hit by Su Xiaofan until he vomited blood. After that, Su Xiaofan took out the rope from the bag and tied it. Yan Cai was tied to a tree.

"This...sister...are you okay..." Su Xiaofan came to Ling Ying and took out some herbs and applied them to her wounds.

"The slave family is fine. Thank you young master for saving me. Could you please give me your surname?" Ling Ying looked surprised when she saw that Su Xiaofan was so young and could easily subdue a foundation-building monk even though he had not yet reached the foundation-building stage.

"The boy's name is Su Xiaofan."

Su Xiaofan looked at Ling Ying's bloodless face. Although there was some blood on her face, she could still see that Ling Ying was a mature and stunning beauty.

Because Ling Ying ran for her life all the way, her dress was torn by branches, and a large area of ​​snow-white skin was looming, and the black silk on her thighs was also pulled off. Su Xiaofan only felt a heat in his nose.

Su Xiaofan quickly took off his black robe and put it on Ling Ying before he dared to look at her.

"Haha, sir, have you never touched a woman before?" Ling Ying covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile.

"Uh... um... by the way, what are you going to do with him now?" Su Xiaofan felt frightened as Ling Ying's charming eyes stared at him, and he quickly changed the subject.

Ling Ying's beautiful eyes turned around and looked at Yan Cai who was tied to the tree, her expression as cold as frost.

"Senior sister! Senior sister, I was wrong! All the treasures this time will be given to you! Let junior brother live...ah..."

Before Yan Cai could say anything, Ling Ying pierced his heart with the cold iron sword and died tragically under a tree.

When Su Xiaofan saw this scene, he thought to himself that this woman was really cruel. Just a moment ago, she was staring at him with a charming smile, and the next second, she killed her fellow junior fellow student. She turned against her faster than flipping through a book.

"Here! Thank you, young master. To deal with such a villain, the slave family should give him a happy life, just for the sake of his fellow disciples." Ling Ying returned the Cold Iron Sword to Su Xiaofan and said with a smile.

Since Ling Ying was seriously injured, Su Xiaofan thought that since he had helped, he would help until the end.

Su Xiaofan and Ling Ying were leaning together under a tree, with their black robes covering their bodies. They smelled the body fragrance coming from the beauty next to them, which made him feel uneasy.

"Master Xiaofan, I wonder what you are doing here?" Ling Ying leaned against the tree and turned to look at Su Xiaofan with a charming smile.

"It's nothing, but what about you, Sister Ying'er? What is the treasure that Yan Cai mentioned just now?"

Facing strangers, Su Xiaofan still remained cautious and did not tell anyone about the Phantom Grass.