My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

After the ceremony is over.

Disciples one after another came forward to congratulate him and express their goodwill to Chen Zhixing.

Facing such a new upstart in Nanfeng, except for the few Taoist disciples, the rest naturally wanted to make friends and form a good relationship.

Among the crowd, Xu Fan's eyes flickered.

He was hesitating whether to make friends with this Xiao Ping.

He came to Tianlan Holy Land for the purpose of practicing.

Its main purpose is to find a backer!

A backer that can protect him from wind and rain!

Even if the Ziwei Chen family comes to kill them in the future, he can still defeat the Ziwei Chen family for his sake without being a weak backer!

This Xiao Ping, the True Disciple of the First Jin Dynasty, was at a time when there was no one available around him.

He believed.

As long as he takes the initiative to step forward and rely on his ability to deduce the future, he can quickly fall in love with him and become an irreconcilable person with Xiao Ping.

"Forget it, Xiao Ping's umbrella is still too small. If you want to find it, you should really look for a big umbrella."

next moment.

Xu Fan raised his head and looked at Mo Yuemei on the high platform.

The leader of the South Peak, whose cultivation has reached the Nirvana realm, is undoubtedly his best choice!

"How to defeat her?"

Xu Fan gently touched his chin with his right hand, and thousands of scenes suddenly reflected in his eyes.

In every scene, there was a scene where he got to know Mo Yuemei.

Subsequently.

Each of these scenes quickly collapsed.

This means that all methods of making friends end in failure!

In the end, among the thousands of pictures, only one picture remained, and the deduction was still going on.

"I see."

A smile appeared on Xu Fan's face.

He took a deep look at Mo Yuemei on the high platform, then turned and left Shanmen Square.

That night.

Guan Tianyu brought some priceless spiritual wine and animal meat and came to have a drink with Chen Zhixing and Li Ran, saying that he wanted to celebrate Chen Zhixing becoming a true disciple.

Chen Zhixing naturally agreed and nodded in agreement.

at the same time.

In the main hall at the top of the mountain.

Mo Yuemei left Tianlan Holy Land, transformed into a yellow-faced woman, and rushed towards Fengbo City.

Fengbo City is not a big city. It is already dark now and there are no people on the streets.

There were only a few scattered lights left, and figures working by midnight could be seen inside.

Mo Yuemei walked along the river embankment, and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

From a distance, she saw an elderly figure with gray hair, staggering steps and holding a cane, sitting in the yard with a small stool and staring blankly at the night sky.

Looking at the old lady, a soft smile appeared on Mo Yuemei's face.

This old lady is her junior sister's sister.

Back then, she was not yet the leader of the peak, she was just a Taoist disciple of Nanfeng.

In the South Peak, there is a female disciple named Honglan, with whom she has a complex relationship with Jinlan and has an irreversible relationship.

The two accompanied each other day and night, went through life and death many times, and fought side by side.

Although she is not related by blood, she has long regarded Hong Lan as her biological sister.

after that.

The two of them jointly participated in a sect mission to encircle and suppress a demon in the Immortal Ascension Realm.

As a result, due to intelligence errors, the devil had already arrived at the Realm of Zhenwu!

During that battle.

It was Hong Lan who decisively chose to sacrifice herself, holding back the demon of the True Self Realm and saving Mo Yuemei.

you could put it that way.

If Hong Lan hadn't chosen to stay back then, then there would be no Mo Yuemei, the leader of South Peak today!

therefore.

When Mo Yuemei learned that Hong Lan's only relative in the world was this sister who lived in Fengbo City.

From now on.

When she didn't cross her eyebrows, she became Hong Lan!

Almost every few days, she would come here from Tianlan Holy Land to take care of her as Hong Lan!

Just as Mo Yuemei was slightly recalling these past events.

She suddenly frowned.

I saw a rather handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walking out of the back room carrying water.

"Old lady, I have cleaned your room for you, and I have also changed the bedding and clothes for you."

"Next time your family is not around, don't wander around outside. Otherwise, if you can't walk home again, you may not meet me, haha."

The young man spoke with a smile, poured the water away, stretched out his hand and wiped it carelessly on his white robe.

"Young man, you are so kind. When my sister comes, we will have a meal together."

The old lady smiled kindly.

"No need to worry, it's all trivial matters not worth mentioning."

"Old lady, I'm leaving now and will see you another day."

The young man waved his hand, turned around and left.

At the same time, he counted silently in his mind.

five.

Four.

three.

two.

One.

"Young man, stay."

A voice sounded behind him.

The corners of the young man's mouth suddenly curled up into a faint smile.

coming!

One second is not much, one second is less!

All the plots are exactly like what he will deduce in the future!

"Ah, you are? What's the matter?"

The young man looked back with a look of confusion on his face.

All I could see was the other side in the distance.

A yellow-faced woman was walking towards her step by step. She first called the old lady "Sister", then she smiled at the young man and said:

"Young man, let's have a meal together before we leave."

"This"

The young man looked embarrassed and was about to shirk.

The old lady had already paused the walking stick in her hand, and said without any doubt: "Young man, listen to me, have a meal before leaving! My sister is very good at her craftsmanship!"

Hearing this, the young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked back again.

"Honglan, this is your favorite red date cake. I went to the street to buy it for you today."

The old lady looked at Mo Yuemei, and carefully took out a box of red bean cakes that were not exquisite in shape and were just wrapped in a piece of cloth from her armhole.

"Sister, have you forgotten, I haven't eaten red date cake for a long time."

Mo Yuemei said this, but he honestly took the red bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Well, it still tastes like childhood."

After a while.

Mo Yuemei prepared a table of meals with her own hands and brought them to the courtyard.

"Young man, what do you call me?"

Mo Yuemei said casually.

The young man picked up a piece of vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was bulging from the stuffing. His eyes lit up and he said, "Well, what a great cooking skill!"

Then, the young man said casually: "My name is Xu Fan, the promised Xu, the ordinary Fan."