Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"Quick, give it to me!" Ye Junlin looked anxious and stretched out his hand as if to ask for something.

An Miaoyi's pretty face turned red and her head felt dizzy.

As the daughter of the leader of the Taoist Sect, she has seen too many young talents use various tricks and methods to please herself since she was a child, just to win her favor.

But this is the first time An Miaoyi has seen a boy like Jin Wan who goes straight to the point without beating around the bush!

Although she was attracted by Ye Junlin's flute sound and was a little moved by his handsome image, An Miaoyi felt that it would be too much for Meng Lang to make such a request when they first met.

It’s quite a favorable impression!

As her thoughts turned, An Miaoyi pushed the silver-haired young man in front of her away, shook her head and said, "Master, please be respectful, I am not that kind of casual woman!"

This time it was Ye Junlin's turn to be confused.

What's the meaning?

I just want a piece of cake. Do you have to be so serious?

"Girl, are you sure you don't want my autograph?" Ye Junlin asked tentatively.

An Miaoyi was stunned, her mind was spinning rapidly, and then she realized that she had thought wrongly.

Instantly, her face became even redder, like a red apple.

But soon, An Miaoyi adjusted her state in time and asked with a puzzled face: "Why do I want your autograph? Are you famous in the Eastern Region?"

Ye Junlin was choked. He was afraid that this girl didn't know him!

"The flute you play is very nice. You are obviously a musician and must be very famous in your local area. However, I have never seen you before. I was just attracted by your flute sound, so I dared to come and visit. ." An Miaoyi explained.

Ye Junlin was a little embarrassed, "So that's it, I was the one who was abrupt."

"However, we are destined to meet each other. I am An Miaoyi, a local from Gongzhou. May I ask what your surname is?" An Miaoyi said politely, bowing his hands.

"Hello, Miss An, my name is Ye...Ye Fan!" Ye Junlin paused for a moment and said, "I'm from Huangzhou!"

Ye Junlin had a premonition that this time the Yaowang Valley gathered heroes, and the group of impostors would definitely take this opportunity to do another trick, so he thought it would be better to conceal his true identity first to avoid complications and prevent premature The news leaked!

"Are you from Huangzhou?" An Miaoyi opened her beautiful eyes and lightly covered her delicate lips.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Ye, actually I had a very bad impression of Huangzhou before. The elders all said that it was a backward and barren land. It was the most insignificant Daozhou in the Eastern Region. It would be difficult to even produce a god." An Miaoyi truthfully.

Ye Junlin was not angry and nodded: "Indeed."

In the barren state in front of 뀪, 꽮ying could walk sideways, let alone the transformed god.

"But now, the appearance of Xuan Jizong has refreshed my understanding of Huangzhou. I suddenly discovered that this is a seriously underestimated place!" An Miaoyi said.

Ye Junlin smiled and said: "So, your impression of Huangzhou has changed for the better now?"

"No, it's worse!"

"What?!"

Ye Junlin was stunned.

An Miaoyi put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Ye Junlin, the master of Piao Miao Peak of Xuan Jong Sect, relied on his advanced cultivation to do all kinds of evil. During this period, he also brought his disciples to Wuzhou to loot monks from all walks of life. Uncle Fan and I have both become victims. A great virtual immortal who is in the tribulation stage can actually do such a despicable thing. It is really a shame to the cultivation world of the Eastern Region!"

"Ahem,"

Ye Junlin coughed a few times and said solemnly: "Miss An, I think there must be some misunderstanding. In the eyes of us Huangzhou people, Ye Junlin is a unique and perfect man in the world!"

"Not only is he strong and well-behaved, but he also has a face that is so impeccably handsome that it makes him explode in all directions. Even I, a man, almost fell in love with him when I saw him!"

"Tell me, how could such an outstanding man do something that tarnishes his reputation? It's not like that!"

Hear the words.

An Miaoyi looked strange and stared straight at the silver-haired young man in front of her.

If she hadn't seen Ye Junlin with her own eyes, she would have been deceived before!

She must believe that she is strong, but she has good character and good looks, which An Miaoyi scorns.

"Mr. Ye, there is no one else here. You tell me the truth. You don't have to worry about the content of your words being leaked and causing the white-haired old devil to take revenge." An Miaoyi said with a sincere tone, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

Ye Junlin's mouth twitched, "Miss An, you have a very rich imagination."

"Hey, judging from Mr. Ye's performance, it fully proves how evil the white-haired old devil is. He uses cruel methods to oppress the people of Huangzhou and forces you to open your eyes and tell lies. In fact, you are against the white-haired devil. The old devil’s fear has penetrated deep into his bones, so he must be living a very hard life, right?”

"Don't be afraid, justice will eventually defeat evil. I will work hard to become stronger, and then I will take the life of the white-haired old devil and save the suffering people of Huangzhou!"

An Miaoyi waved her fists, looking filled with indignation.

Ye Junlin said: "..."

He could finally see that this woman was full of hatred for Ye Junlin, but full of sympathy for him!

An Miaoyi frowned, "Mr. Ye, what's your expression? Am I right?"

"Yes, yes!"

Ye Junlin gave a thumbs up, "Come on, I am very optimistic about you, defeat Ye Junlin and save Huangzhou!"

"I will." An Miaoyi nodded heavily, not hearing anything wrong with this sentence.

Ye Junlin: "Haha."

"By the way, Mr. Ye, you have to be careful, this inn has been..." Before An Miaoyi finished speaking, she sensed something and decisively opened the door and walked out, "Uncle Fan, I'm here!"

Swish.

Fan Dezheng flashed over and said seriously: "Miss, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay in the room?"

An Miaoyi scratched her cheek with her fingers, feeling a little embarrassed, "Just now I heard someone playing the flute, and I thought the tune was very nice, so I followed the source to find here."

"Wait, you mean, you found the owner of the flute?" Fan Dezheng's eyes lit up and said excitedly.

This is a real guy, who resolved the crisis of the entire inn!