Next, Lin Fan checked the five items refreshed in the Emotional Value Mall.

The first product is Kunkun's basketball, which is worth 1 point of emotional value. System, is Xiao Heizi showing his chicken feet?

The second item is Liuliumei, which is worth 1 point of emotional value. Speechless, are you okay? System!

The third product is Bawang Shampoo worth 1 point of emotional value. Are you trying to get into trouble with a celebrity?

The fourth item is a Star Destroyer Cannon worth [-] million sentiment points. This thing is not expensive at all. The question is, if the earth is annihilated, where will I go? I am a wandering earthling?

The fifth item is worth [-] million emotional points at any time. This is a good thing. I can’t afford it for the time being. I’ll fix it first and buy it later when I have enough emotional points.

After reading it, Lin Fan realized that he hadn't bought a single item. That was enough.

"Brother Lin Fan, the rice is going to be burnt!"

Fang Meng's voice suddenly sounded in Lin Fan's ears, and Lin Fan realized that he had forgotten the fried rice.

"Meng'er, you're up, why don't you sleep more!"

Lin Fan quickly started stir-frying. If it was cooked, they would have to eat eight-treasure porridge in the morning.

"I won't be able to sleep at this hour. I don't want to become a lazy pig!"

Fang Meng shook his head, and then went out to feed the Xiaotian dog dog food. Although pregnant women were sleepy, but that was only after they became pregnant. Now she is in good spirits at dawn.

Of course, Lou Xiao'e is miserable. She fought hard yesterday, but today she probably has a sore back and back, and now she's still sleeping like a pig.

"Time to eat!"

Lin Fan put the egg fried rice on the table, and then he was shocked to remember that he had a gourmet tablecloth.

So he spread out the tablecloth, thinking about steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed cakes, fried dumplings and soy milk, and the next second the table was occupied by a dazzling array of breakfasts.

"Wow, brother Lin Fan, is this the food you conjured up?"

"Yeah, eat it quickly!"

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Meng was already used to Lin Fan's magic. If Lin Fan told her that he was a god tomorrow, Fang Meng would still believe it.

"Try them all and eat whichever one you like!"

The egg fried rice was a bit greasy, and Lin Fan was afraid that Fang Meng would feel nauseated after eating it.

"Thank you, brother Lin Fan!"

Fang Meng smiled happily, and then ate breakfast. This bun was good, and the steamed bun seemed to be good too. I was happy.

After breakfast, Lin Fan came to Swordsman World with a thought in his mind. He had to find someone to make some flying knives for him, otherwise his Xiao Li Flying Knife would not be able to exert its power.

Lin Fan planted a bamboo dragonfly on himself and headed towards the town at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

When the town could be seen in the distance, Lin Fan took back the bamboo dragonfly and summoned the horses. It was better to do less than to do more. He flew in with the bamboo dragonfly on, and he was not allowed to be watched by others!

Lin Fan rode into the town, found the largest blacksmith shop in the city, and asked the blacksmith to make a hundred flying knives for him. The style was the Xiao Li flying knife that Lin Fan had drawn from memory.

"Sir, one hundred flying knives can be picked up in seven days. Chenghui is 100 taels of silver, and half of the deposit must be paid first!"

"Is it so expensive?"

"It's not expensive anymore. Sir, you want it to be light and strong without affecting its stability. I have to take out my collection of meteorite fragments!"

"Oh? That's not expensive, but I can't wait seven days!"

"Three days, I only give you three days. After three days, I will come to get the flying knife!"

"Guest officer, I really can't do it. If this happens, I won't be able to do other business. Three days is really not enough!"

"I'll give you 300 taels of silver. Is three days enough?"

"Enough is enough!"

The matter of Lin Fan flying the knife was happily settled, so it is said that money can make all the difference, so Lin Fan paid 150 taels of silver and left the blacksmith shop.

As for the blacksmith who dared to blackmail his silver and run away? It didn't exist. On the one hand, the blacksmith would not do this. On the other hand, Lin Fan also had a small map. No one could escape if he wanted to find him.

Lin Fan robbed the lord of Hengyang City and got a total of 1 taels of gold, 8 taels of silver, some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and countless medicinal materials and treasures. It seems that both ancient and modern people are really talented in collecting.

I don’t know how long the Hengyang City Lord has been searching for it. Will he be mad to death when he finds out that his treasure is gone?

"Mom, look, it's Young Master Lin!"

Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded behind Lin Fan, waking him up from his deep thoughts.

"Lingshan? Ning Nuxia?"

Lin Fan turned around and saw the two women. As for Linghu Chong and the others, Lin Fan selectively ignored them.

"Master Lin, why are you here in Huashan? Do you miss me..."

Yue Lingshan jumped up to Lin Fan and asked curiously.

"Lingshan!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Lin. I didn't expect you to come to the foot of Huashan Mountain. Why don't you come and sit down with our Huashan Sect?"

Ning Zhongze first interrupted Yue Lingshan and then extended an invitation to Lin Fan.

"Forehead……"

Lin Fan wanted to say that he had just come down the mountain and going up now would not be unnecessary.

"Go, Mr. Lin, I want to ask you for some martial arts lessons! Mr. Lin's palm skills and light kung fu are astonishing. I wonder if he is good at swordsmanship?"

Yue Lingshan raised her head and looked at Lin Fan sincerely, and Lin Fan nodded.

"Swordsmanship? I only know a little bit!"

Lin Fan looked weird, silly boy, I came to your Huashan Mountain just to learn swordsmanship!

"Master Lin, you are humble. With your martial arts, the leader of the Five Mountains can only do so. Since you know the swordsmanship, your swordsmanship must be outstanding!"

Ning Zhong said with a smile.

"That's not necessarily true. People's energy is limited. Mr. Lin has excellent light palm skills and high internal strength, but he may not be able to take care of other aspects!"

Linghu Chong suddenly spoke. His dear junior sister seemed to be very fond of Lin Fan, and his respected junior wife seemed to have a special regard for Lin Fan. What would happen if the junior junior wife married the junior junior sister to Lin Fan?

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong couldn't help but speak sourly.

"Chong'er!"

Ning Zhong glanced at Linghu Chong in surprise. She felt that Linghu Chong seemed to be hostile to Lin Fan.

"It turns out to be Brother Linghu. I haven't noticed you before. Have you recovered from your injuries?"

Lin Fan didn't take it seriously. He knew that Linghu Chong was jealous.

"My injury is almost healed, so don't worry, Mr. Lin!"

Linghu Chong replied coldly.

Lin Fan first killed Tian Boguang, then caused himself to be scolded by his master, and now he came to rob his little junior sister. He was really his nemesis.

"Chong'er, why are you talking!"

Ning Zhongze also heard the smell of gunpowder in Linghu Chong's words, so he looked at Linghu Chong with some reproach. The relationship between the two parties was not bad, and they greeted you kindly. Who are you showing your face to!

"It doesn't matter, I think it's because Lingshan is getting closer to me, and Brother Linghu is a little bit interested in it!"

Lin Fan started to give Linghu Chong eye drops, just once, and he kept scorning me. This was just rubbing my nose in my face!

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