The Holy Son of the Sword Sect was defeated by Wang Fan, and the people of the Sword Sect naturally had no shame in staying at the Sword Saint Villa.
They didn't even have the nerve to mention the marriage proposal, so they just left in despair.
This incident dealt a huge blow to Daomen.
Because, the Holy Son of their Sword Sect, the legendary Holy Son, who was known as the unparalleled figure in the wilderness, was actually defeated. He was defeated by an unknown person.
Of course, this little-known thing is only temporary.
Everyone knows that it won't take long for Wang Fan's fame to spread throughout the wilderness.
Without him, it's just because Wang Fan stepped on the Holy Son of Daomen to ascend to the throne, and he also defeated the opponent across borders.
Such strength is definitely enough to make Wang Fan famous in the wilderness.
After Daomen and his party left, Wang Fan happily asked for some cultivation resources from Fenjian, and followed Saint Hongxiu to her cave.
Don't think blindly, Wang Fan went to Hongxiu Cave Mansion not to get close to him, but because he wanted Hongxiu to release the restriction in his body.
After all, he has already done what needs to be done.
Not only did he serve as a shield, but he also directly offended Daomen Shengzi for Hongxiu. It can be said that he completed the task perfectly.
In the red-sleeved boudoir.
Table, bed, chair, futon.
It looks extremely simple and plain, not at all like a woman's boudoir, and there is no atmosphere of ambiguity at all.
Originally, it was a bit unnatural for Wang Fan to follow Hong Xiu here.
But after entering her boudoir, those unnatural feelings suddenly disappeared.
"Senior sister, look, is it time to release the restrictions in my body now?"
Wang Fan looked at the pretty red sleeves standing there and asked with a smile.
Facing Hongxiu, he still didn't dare to make too many mistakes.
The reason is simple, he can't beat this woman.
"That's natural." Hongxiu nodded, but did not refuse, but decisively unlocked the restriction in Wang Fan's body.
Wang Fan felt very happy, the restriction was lifted, and then he could leave the Sword Saint Villa and let the birds fly as high as the sky.
Of course, this is just Wang Fan's extravagant wish, because he knows that he will never be able to leave in a short period of time.
The people at Juggernaut Villa wouldn't let him leave either.
Wang Fan saw this very clearly and didn't have many complaints.
Because he has obtained a lot of cultivation resources from Sword Saint Villa, he can definitely use this place to retreat.
"Junior brother, don't leave in a hurry, let's have a cup of tea." Seeing Wang Fan about to leave, Hongxiu called out to Wang Fan, and then poured a cup of tea for Wang Fan herself.
Wang Fan looked at Hongxiu and then at the cup of tea, but he was a little wary.
What kind of medicine is this woman selling in her gourd?
However, looking at Hongxiu's expectant eyes, he still picked it up and drank it.
He didn't believe that Hong Xiu would harm him.
What's more, even if you want to harm him, it shouldn't be now.
"Sister, can I leave?"
After drinking tea, Wang Fan asked.
There was a trace of bitterness in Hongxiu's eyes: "Do you really hate me that much? You are not willing to stay for a little longer?"
Wang Fan: “·······”
Seeing that Wang Fan was silent, Hongxiu continued: "You have already drank my tea, do you think you are mine?"
When Wang Fan heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Damn it, I just drank a cup of tea, is that all?
He was about to collapse.
Hongxiu continued: "According to the agreement, you should marry me and this matter is over, isn't it?"
Wang Fan was speechless.
Hong Xiu was also a little embarrassed and felt docile.
As a saint of the Sword Saint Villa, she may have very high cultivation and a high IQ, but her emotional intelligence is a bit lower.
Especially when it comes to emotional matters, it's even more confusing.
As a high-ranking saint, she has never chased a man before, and how does she know how to chase him?
She only knows how to kill people with a sword.
If it were said that she just wanted to take advantage of Wang Fan before.
Wang Fan's various performances made her really tempted.
Although the guy in front of me is a little unreliable sometimes, he is definitely very good and will definitely be a figure in the future.
Hong Xiu is a saint of the Sword Saint Villa, and she also knows that sooner or later she will have to find a Taoist companion.
Even if the Holy Son of Sword Sect is promoted, there will be another Holy Son of Sword Sect soon.
Because as a saint, she is the most powerful genius of this generation, and she needs to pass on the Sword Saint Villa.
As for the inheritance of Sword Saint Villa, she cannot do it alone.
Moreover, there is an unwritten rule in Juggernaut Villa.
That is, the owner of the village must be a man.
In this way, only if she finds a suitable Taoist companion can the next leader of Sword Saint Villa appear.
Unless, in her generation, there is someone more evil than her, and he is also a male cultivator.
"Senior sister, you don't have a fever or a cold, right? Didn't we just say yes, but it was just a lie?"
Wang Fan was a little confused. He was really confused. He almost wanted to cry without tears.
He has a lot of things to do, so where does he have time to talk about feelings?
What's more, the red sleeves are cold and not suitable for him.
To be honest, he has never thought about emotional matters since he left the world.
He just wants to pursue a higher realm, then go back and spend the rest of his life happily.
"Let's go." When Hongxiu saw Wang Fan say this, she sighed slightly and could only say goodbye.
She really couldn't say anything like love words and so on.
She never said that either.
However, she was still a little angry in her heart.
He is already like this, does this guy still need to think about it?
Are you that unbearable?
For a moment, she, who was originally aloof, felt the same as the Holy Son of Sword Sect.
All my aura and all my pride seemed to have become a joke in front of this guy in front of me.
Wang Fan was not polite. Hearing Hongxiu's words, he directly rubbed oil on his soles and ran away quickly.
"so close!"
After returning to the cave, he couldn't help but complain, and then began to practice.
At the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor, this level of cultivation is still too low.
He will strive to go further and reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor.
When Wang Fan fell into cultivation, the news of Wang Fan's victory over the Holy Son of the Sword Sect had already spread, and it soon caused a sensation in the entire wilderness.
"What? The Holy Son of Sword Sect was defeated by Wang Fan, the eighth-level Immortal Emperor? Who is Wang Fan?"
"Nonsense, how is this possible? I have never heard of Wang Fan, how could he defeat the Holy Son of the Sword Sect?"
"Really, this thing is definitely true. It is said that Wang Fan is a Taoist companion of Saint Red Sleeves of Sword Saint Villa. When he first entered Sword Saint Villa, he showed great strength and swept away all the immortal emperors in Sword Saint Villa.
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"It turns out that the fight started because of Hongxiu. Is Hongxiu that good? How could he let two such dazzling figures fight in a decisive battle?"
For a time, countless voices resounded throughout the wilderness, and everyone was talking about this topic.
Wang Fan's name has completely resounded throughout the wilderness.
However, there are many versions about the battle between Wang Fan and the Sword Sect Saint Son.
Even some of them sound very bloody.
But no matter what, this matter really spread.
Wang Fan also became completely famous.
Of course, Wang Fan himself had no idea about all this.
Three months later, accompanied by a roaring sound, Wang Fan finally reached the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor after spending countless resources.
At the same time, countless forces in the wilderness and their geniuses came out and went to the Sword Saint Villa.
For no other reason than to see Wang Fan, the legendary man who defeated the Holy Son of Sword Sect.