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Now that the conversation has come to this point, how could Fan Xian avoid it in full view of everyone?

He sighed and said, "You asked for this."

A smile appeared on Ye Ling'er's face: "Finally, he looks like a man... Let's see what he does!"

A shout broke out, Ye Ling'er stepped forward suddenly, her figure disappeared, and she rushed to Fan Xian's side, and then punched Fan Xian directly in the cheek——

This girl still has some martial virtues and knows how to give a warning before taking action.

It's just that this attack was a bit unkind, and it was obviously aimed at beating Fan Xian into a pig's head.

Fan Xian knew that this girl wanted him to retreat in the face of difficulties and was embarrassed to go to see Lin Wan'er with a pig's head.

Unfortunately, this fist is too slow!

Fan Xian moved his toes an inch on the ground, easily avoiding Ye Ling'er's fist, and then carefully stretched out his hand to touch the numb tendons on Ye Ling'er's elbow.

"ah!"

Ye Ling'er cried out in pain, staggered and fell in front of Fan Xian, then covered her arms and turned to glare at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled slightly: "You are no match for me."

Ye Ling'er shook her arm, glared at Fan Xian and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Ling'er stepped forward again. The five fingers that were originally clenched in a fist spread out like peach branches blooming in spring. Each finger was like a suddenly stretched branch, poking at Fan Xian's temple.

"It's Ye Family Sanshou!"

The royal guards at the entrance of the Royal Court couldn't help but exclaimed.

They knew that Miss Ye was the grand-niece of Ye Liuyun, the great master of the Qing Kingdom, but they didn't expect that the other party actually obtained Ye Liuyun's true biography.

This Liuyun Sanshou is a unique skill of the time that the great master Ye Liuyun learned after abandoning his sword. Although it is called Sanshou, it is actually a wonderful martial art similar to the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

The five fingers were swung out, like five long swords condensed with true energy, full of the power to kill and split wood.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

There were three crisp sounds in a row, and Ye Linger clapped her hands three times at a very fast speed.

But Fan Xian avoided every palm with ease, with a calm expression, as if he was strolling in a courtyard with ease.

"Pity……"

The royal guard at the door of the courtyard sighed softly, with a look of regret on his face.

As royal guards, their strength and vision are naturally good.

Although Miss Ye's Sanshou skills were truly inherited, Master Fan's strength was even more astonishing than hers.

In the face of this absolute strength gap, mere martial arts moves cannot make up for it.

Fan Xian dealt with Ye Linger for a while with great interest.

He heard the exclamations of the royal guards, and naturally became interested in the great master's secret knowledge.

But unfortunately, the Liuyun Sanshou that Ye Ling'er learned does not seem to be orthodox.

With one slap and one palm, they are all moves to defeat the strong with the weak. It is obviously an improved version specially customized by the great master Ye Liuyun to deal with the characteristics of his grand-niece who lacks true energy and whose physical strength is not comparable to that of men of the same realm.

After discovering this, Fan Xian lost interest in continuing to observe.

He suddenly stopped dodging, and the core energy in his body exploded. His arm was inserted into the blooming peach branch like a piece of fine steel, and he grabbed Ye Ling'er's white wrist.

In an instant, the peach branches blooming in the sky converged out of thin air.

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then glared at Fan Xian, raised her left arm and slapped him on the forehead again.

But Fan Xian not only did not dodge, but instead faced him head-on, grabbing Ye Ling'er's wrist and pulling him into his arms.

Such an outrageous and unreasonable move shocked Ye Ling'er to the point of being helpless, and she completely lost her intention to let go.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Fan Xian hit Ye Ling'er's fair forehead with a headbutt.

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then felt the severe pain coming from her forehead. She couldn't help but squat down and covered her head, screaming in pain.

Fan Xian also rubbed his forehead and looked helplessly at the little girl in front of him who had changed from screaming to crying.

The reason why he attacked with his head was not only because he didn't want to take advantage of him with his hands and feet, but also because he had just successfully transferred to cultivation and his strength in fists and feet was not strong enough. He could easily hurt Ye Ling'er if he attacked rashly.

But the brain is different.

His "Fission Magic" does not involve the skull, and the effects of force are mutual. When he attacks Ye Ling'er with a headbutt, he can also rely on his own pain to control the severity of the attack.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated this girl's tolerance for pain.

It was just a blow to the head, not even a mild concussion. This girl actually covered her head and cried loudly.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help but said: "Girl, how old are you, and you still cry?"

The servants of the Ye Mansion who had previously surrounded the carriage had now gathered around.

But compared to the servants of the Guo Mansion that I had seen before, these servants of the Ye Mansion are still very well-behaved.

They just gathered around their young lady, comforting her with gentle words skillfully, and did not glare at Fan Xian. Obviously, it was common for this young lady of the Ye family to duel with others.

One of the older guards heard Fan Xian's words and replied with a smile: "Miss will be twenty-eight next year!"

...Next year I am twenty-eight, so isn’t this year only fifteen?

Fan Xian looked at Ye Ling'er crying on the ground in astonishment, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Why are you only fifteen years old...

Fan Xian looked hesitantly at the little girl squatting on the ground crying. After a moment of hesitation, he whispered, "Are you okay? I have good control over my strength. I shouldn't have a concussion."

Ye Ling'er covered her head and raised her head, staring at him with tears in her eyes.

If it doesn't work, try another method.

Fan Xian blinked and asked, "What palm technique did you use just now?"

This time, Ye Linger was finally willing to speak.

She sniffed and replied stubbornly: "Big coffin splitting!"

Fan Xian smiled and said: "This is a good name. It seems that the one you used is not Liuyun Sanshou, but a simplified version of Liuyun Sanshou. A girl who is only fifteen years old can have such martial arts cultivation. It is really impressive for Fan. admire!"

As he spoke, Fan Xian cupped his hands with a sincere look on his face.

Everyone was carrying the sedan chair, and Fan Xian was willing to praise her for her martial arts skills despite clearly winning. This made Ye Ling'er immediately change her opinion of Fan Xian.

But she was stubborn. Even though she knew in her heart that she couldn't beat Fan Xian, she still snorted twice and emphasized: "I admit that you are indeed better than me, but this is just because I am not good at academics and my Ye family has inherited Martial arts has nothing to do with it.”

Fan Xian said with a smile: "That's natural. Grandmaster Ye is so powerful that he is so powerful in the world. How can I, a lowly student like me, not be able to match him!"

Of course, only for now.

After a few days to absorb some more radiation, he would come to the door and beat the great master to death!

Fan Xian thought this in his mind, but he still held his hands with a smile on his face.

"Since Miss Ye is fine, I won't bother you."

After saying that, Fan Xian turned around and walked toward the Royal Courtyard.

"etc!"

Ye Linger suddenly stopped Fan Xian.

Fan Xian turned around in surprise and saw Ye Ling'er getting up from the ground, picking up the short knife and putting it into his hand.

"Take this knife!"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "This...isn't necessary?"

Ye Ling'er shook his head and said: "I lost to you, it belongs to you... But don't be too proud, I will practice it seriously after I go back, and I will definitely take it back from you in the future!"

"Also, please tell me for Wan'er that I am ill today and will not go see her."

After saying that, Ye Ling'er immediately turned around, waved her hand and said, "Let's go home!"

Ye Mansion and his party got on the carriage and drove towards the front.

Fan Xian's mouth twitched, he glanced at the dagger in his hand, smiled helplessly, and put it away.

Arriving next to the royal guards, Fan Xian stopped and asked in a low voice, "Have you informed the princess?"

The royal guard didn't look sideways and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, sir, no one has reported the news."

Fan Xian nodded, quietly stuffed a few banknotes in his hand, and said with a smile, "That's good, I'll explain myself."

The royal guard calmly accepted the banknote and said with a smile: "Master, please excuse me, I didn't see anything."

Fan Xian smiled with satisfaction, then stepped forward and walked into the Royal Courtyard.

Although he often visited this place at night in the past few days, this was the first time he came here openly during the day.

According to the rules, he could not formally meet Lin Wan'er before the marriage. The most he could do was visit her and chat with her through the curtain.

But how can Fan Xian be a rule-abiding person?

After he entered the other courtyard, he immediately found an unguarded place and turned on the optical camouflage function of the nanosuit.

Just like that, the transparent invisible man stepped onto the corridor of the other courtyard and swaggered past the guards.

Because the guards outside the mansion thought that the guards inside the mansion would stop Fan Xian and ask him to act according to the rules, they did not summon him. Therefore, the guards inside the mansion had no idea that a thief who stole jade and fragrance had slipped into the Royal Courtyard.

In this way, Fan Xian sneaked into his fiancée's boudoir during the day with the help of poor information.

As soon as he entered the room, Fan Xian immediately closed the window, turned off the optical camouflage, turned around and walked into the room.

At this time, the familiar figure was sitting in the dressing mirror, looking at himself in the mirror in a daze.

Fan Xian had a smile on his face and walked to her side softly.

"Miss me?"

The sudden sound startled Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er almost screamed. When she saw the appearance of the person behind her, she was happy at first, and then immediately turned cold and turned her head away, leaving Fan Xian with only the beautiful back of his head.

The smile on Fan Xian's face froze, and then he approached Lin Wan'er with a sneer.

"Wan'er, please listen to my explanation. Yesterday something happened suddenly. I was in a hurry to deal with some important things, so I didn't come over. I really didn't mean to do it to you!"

"……Yeah?"

Lin Wan'er tilted her head and glanced at him, then asked doubtfully: "What does dove mean?"

Fan Xian smiled and sat next to her: "Don't worry about it, just ignore me."

Lin Wan'er laughed angrily at Fan Xian's rogue appearance. She was just about to get angry and ignore him when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the short knife at Fan Xian's waist.

"Wait, where did you get this knife?"

"Well, it's a long story..."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and then said warmly: "If you want to know, I can tell you later, but right now, we have a more important thing to do."

Lin Wan'er was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she thought of, and whispered with a slightly red cheek: "What's the matter?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly, took out a colorful square cardboard box from his arms and handed it to Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er looked at the carton in her hand curiously and read word for word: "Kunlun Pharmaceutical Company...what does it mean?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said, "That is the most powerful school of doctors in the world. I came here specifically to ask for a magic medicine to cure your disease. Just take one pill and your tuberculosis will be completely gone and you will be strong in the future." He’s so strong that he can have three babies in a row!”

Chapter 3 Around seven o'clock