old man in white

"Lin Fan, you guessed it right, I did test it for you! On the night when the inn was attacked, before Tang Ling was unsealed, I secretly tested it for you and Lao Wang."

"Because Tang Ling is the chosen one, and you are the fate tester, so you can only test the fate of Lao Wang and me, right?"

"That's right. Old Wang has been a man of prosperity and wealth all his life. He should survive to the end of this mission to kill the evil emperor, so any dangerous missions in the future can be entrusted to him with confidence."

Lin Fan chuckled, "I didn't expect you to plan Lao Wang so early." Afterwards, Lin Fan asked with a serious face: "If the wind doesn't do it, what about me?"

"..."

Feng Buwei's silence and the sympathetic look in his eyes made Lin Fan's heart hang again, "Why do you keep silent every time you talk about me? It makes me very special. Feng Buwei Because, I really want to know, what is my life like?"

"Dead end."

"What?" Given that Feng Buwei's voice was very soft, even though the two were very close, Lin Fan still couldn't believe what he heard, so he asked again hastily.

"Lin Fan, your life is a dead end."

Dead end...

After Lin Fan heard the result, he was not as surprised or sad as Feng Buwei thought, but his expression was flat, as if he didn't care.

"Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan stretched out his hand to stop what Feng Buwei was about to say, "Feng Buwei, you don't need to comfort me. You just know that my life is a dead end, so that night I didn't hesitate to take my hand and go to the back door of the inn Right. You never thought that you would regret it later, although you still chose to let me die on my own. As for me being alive now, it means that my time of death has not yet come, and I have not died at the right time. Oh, I am now This life must be kept well. Firstly, it is to save Tang Ling's spiritual power, and secondly, it is also to make his own death more valuable. Therefore, in the days to come, no matter what plans you have, you still have to be with me. Discussing. I am still ready to die at any time."

Lin Fan was still preparing to die, without any timidity or complaint.Feng Buwei saw it, let go of Lin Fan's hands, held Lin Fan's face instead, and said guiltily: "Lin Fan, Zhengyimen, I'm sorry for you. People in the world are also sorry for you. Necessary Don’t blame me for being cruel. But still, thank you, thank you for being willing to do all this.”

The tears on Lin Fan's face had dried up, but his eyes were still red.Looking at Shangfeng with no guilt, Lin Fan retorted, "Feng does not, I am not as noble as you say. Anyway, you already know about me, so I don't have to keep it from you. In my whole life, my The choice is all for Tang Ling, it was in the past, it is in the present, and it will be in the future. As for this world, I don't have the slightest feeling, so what does its survival or death have to do with me?"

"What are you doing!"

Wang Man and Wen Zeshui had already returned to their resting place, but Lin Fan and Feng did not come back for a long time. Tang Ling was worried, so she searched in the direction where the two disappeared.Tang Ling vaguely saw two figures in the woods, and walked over quickly.When they were 20 meters away, Tang Ling saw clearly that Feng Buwei was holding Lin Fan's face, looking at Lin Fan "affectionately".And Lin Fan squatted on the ground, did not refuse, let Feng Buwei touch his face, and at the same time looked at Feng Buwei, not knowing what he was talking about.Tang Ling yelled and ran over quickly.Lin Fan and Feng Buwei stopped talking immediately after hearing Tang Ling's voice.

Lin Fan quickly stood up from the ground, and raised his hand to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes.But this movement did not escape Tang Ling's eyes, coupled with Lin Fan's red eyes, Tang Ling knew at a glance that Lin Fan had cried.

What did Lin Fan and Feng not talk about?Why are you crying?Why did the wind touch Lin Fan's face?Could it be... I have another love rival?When did Lin Fan become so popular? ?

Tang Ling ran to the two of them, stared at Feng Buwei first, and accused Feng Buwei of touching Lin Fan's face with his eyes.Feng Buwei felt uncomfortable being stared at by Tang Ling, bent down, picked up the dry firewood he had dropped on the ground before, and went back alone.Tang Ling turned to look at Lin Fan. Lin Fan knew that his eyes must be red, so he opened his mouth to explain first.

"Feng Dao squinted his eyes just now, and Daoist Feng gave me a blow." This also just explained why he held his face.

"Oh, I see."

Tang Ling responded lightly, knowing that Lin Fan was lying, although she really wanted to know what Lin Fan was hiding from her, but Tang Ling didn't want to care about it now.Tang Ling took the initiative to pick up the dry firewood under Lin Fan's feet, looked at Lin Fan and said, "Let's go back."

Although there were not many dry firewood, Lin Fan thought Tang Ling was not used to doing such things after all.

"Tang Ling, the dry firewood is not heavy, so let me do it."

"You have an injury on your back, don't mess around."

Seeing that Lin Fan still opened his mouth to speak, Tang Ling used his trump card again, "It's time to take the medicine when you're full!"

Medication... well...

Lin Fan obediently walked behind Tang Ling and returned to the resting point.

The dark night, the deep mountains, the fire, the roast chicken, the necessary scenes in martial arts novels are appearing in front of Lin Fan at this moment.Lin Fan didn't feel disappointed about sleeping in the wild, but was extremely excited.

"I didn't expect that the scenes that I could only see in TV dramas before would actually be encountered in reality! Hahaha~ If only I were a hero who flies over the roof and walks on walls, my martial arts dream will be fulfilled!" Lin Fan said. He also waved his arms in the air.

The wind is not for: ...

Feng Buwei was very curious about how strong Lin Fan's psychological quality was. He was obviously preoccupied before eating, but he turned into a heartless look now.

Tang Ling pulled Lin Fan's arm that was waving in the air, "Be honest, don't drag the wound. It's time to apply the medicine."

"Oh." Lin Fan was honest, put his feet together, put his hands on his thighs, and sat obediently waiting for Tang Ling to administer the medicine.

After waiting for a long time (in fact, only ten seconds), Lin Fan turned his head and saw that Tang Ling didn't even have the ointment in his hand, "Tang Ling, why haven't you gone to get the medicine yet?" Tang Ling didn't care about getting the medicine right now, and stared straight at Feng Buwei, Wang Man and Wen Zeshui

"Tang Ling, what do you think they are doing?"

Tang Ling ignored Lin Fan and continued to stare at...

Wen Zeshui was the first to understand Tang Ling's meaning, and Wen Zeshui turned his back very tactfully.While turning around, he deliberately opened his mouth to remind the rough-headed Wang Man and Feng Buwei, who has been practicing Taoism all the year round, "Do not despise evil, do not despise evil."

After being reminded by Wen Zeshui, Feng Buwei turned around indifferently, while Wang Man looked embarrassed, and of course turned around in the end.

Lin Fan: ...

I don't even care, they're uncomfortable ass...

Lin Fan didn't know that it was not because of her that the three elders were uncomfortable, but because of Tang Ling's protective eyes.

Tang Ling got up, added a few sticks of firewood to the fire, and made the fire even hotter, so as to prevent Lin Fan from getting cold when he took off his clothes.The temperature in the mountains at night was much lower than expected.Tang Ling took out the ointment from the bag, and reached out to untie Lin Fan's clothes.

"Don't, don't, Tang Ling, I'll do the undressing myself! Go behind my back, I'll take it off right away!"

You are not shy in front of men, why are you shy when I undress you!

Angry and helpless, Tang Ling walked behind Lin Fan and squatted down, "Okay, take off your clothes quickly."

The rustling sound of Lin Fan taking off his clothes reached Tang Ling's ears. Tang Ling probed her head and saw that the three elders were still with their backs behind their backs, and felt a little relieved.Tang Ling lowered her head again, and the wound on Lin Fan's back suddenly appeared in front of her.Although the injury was much better than when it first started, the scar was still hideous.Tang Ling dug out the ointment with a wooden spoon, and carefully spread it evenly on the wound.Lin Fan felt that his back was icy cold, and he knew that Tang Ling had started to apply medicine to himself.

The author has something to say:

Lin Fan: I'm actually in a dead end, blah blah~Tang Ling, hug~

Tang Ling: Come on, don't cry, give me a hug~