Du Pengfei's face tightened and he clasped his fists at Yang Fan.

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Yang Fan's face was calm and he replied to Du Pengfei lightly.

"Okay OK OK, don't be polite, you two, go in first."

Liang Miaoxiang took Yang Fan's arm and jumped happily into Wufeng Village.

It can be seen that Liang Miaoxiang is very popular in the village. After entering the village, many people greeted her. While Liang Miaoxiang was polite to those people, she also explained the scenery in the village to Yang Fan.

"Do your sister live in this village, too?"

Yang Fan's expression was very curious and asked Liang Miaoxiang the most concerned question.

"Of course my sister lives in the village. She lives in that big house over there. She is very busy all day and has no time to pay attention to me."

Liang Miaoxiang said with a smile on her face, pointing to a big house not far away.

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he nodded in pretending to be careless, and he had already remembered the house in his heart.

At this time, Du Pengfei, who had first reported to the elder, ran back quickly and said to the two of them: "Miss Miaoxiang, the elder asked you to go over and see him first, Mr. Yang, please wait outside."

Liang Miaoxiang frowned. Looking at Du Pengfei just as he was about to speak, Yang Fan said with a smile: "Miaoxiang, go see your father first, I will visit your village myself."

"Then, Brother Yang Fan, you can't leave. I still want you to play with me."

Liang Miaoxiang pouted and said to Yang Fan, then followed Du Pengfei to the elder's house.

Seeing the two people disappear, Yang Fan's face showed a touch of solemnity and turned around and walked towards the house of the Saint of the Barren Mountains.

The residence of the leftover woman in the deserted mountain was obviously much quieter than that in other places. Yang Fan had no trouble and had already entered the room.

There was no sound in the room. Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, gently pushed open the door of the room, and entered the room.

Yang Fan thought to himself that if the Saint of the Barren Mountain was not at home, then he could find Yanhua here first, and then leave, and the matter would be done.

Things were full of thoughts, but reality was very skinny, and the subsequent things were completely beyond Yang Fan's imagination.

As soon as Yang Fan entered the room, he saw a large bathtub in the room. In front of the bathtub, there was a girl.

Yang Fan couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and hurriedly retreated, but accidentally knocked down the wooden bench next to him, making a loud noise.

"Who?"

A gentle voice came, and the saint turned his head suddenly and immediately found Yang Fan who wanted to turn around and escape. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise and couldn't make a sound.

After a long time, the room was silent, as if a needle could be heard.

Yang Fan never expected that the first time he met a leftover woman in the deserted mountains would be like this. The leftover woman had big waves of brown hair, two beautiful eyebrows, and a pair of watery eyes, which looked extraordinary.

Such a beautiful woman appeared in front of Yang Fan, which made Yang Fan's blood flow faster and his heartbeat became unconsciously happy.

Even Yang Fan, who was used to seeing the beauty, looked at the saint opposite him at this moment, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Liang Miaoke was completely confused at this time. The weather was too hot today. She filled the bathtub with water and wanted to wipe her body.

Liang Miaoke knew that in Wufeng Village, no one could enter and exit his room at will without his consent.

Liang Miaoke's expression suddenly became furious. He screamed and looked back and pulled over the coat hanging next to him, instantly covering his body.

Yang Fan couldn't help but blink gently, his eyes full of regret.

"You bastard, you dare to sneak into my Wufeng Village. Don't even think about going out alive."

A murderous aura appeared on Liang Miaoke's face, and he stared at Yang Fan in front of him, gritting his teeth and saying to him.

"I said, Saint, things are not what you think. This is a completely misunderstanding. I don't know you want to take a shower in the room."

Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned, with an embarrassed smile on his face and said to Liang Miaoke.

"You dare to say it's a misunderstanding. You pervert, don't want to leave alive today."

Liang Miaoke showed a hint of rage on his face. He gently patted his right hand in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub turned into countless water arrows and came towards Yang Fan from the bucket.

Liang Miaoke followed with a soft shout, and the suburbs followed closely behind the water arrows and waved their pink fists towards Yang Fan.

"Saint, listen to my explanation, how can you just hit me?"

Seeing Liang Miaoke's move, Yang Fan's face changed and he said to her anxiously.

From Liang Miaoke's move, we can see that she is definitely a super-strong master. Although she is slightly inferior to herself, she is not much different.

This is the core area of ​​Wufeng Village. If you cannot explain it clearly immediately, if the Saint of the Barren Mountain calls others, Yang Fan will really die in Wufeng Village.

Yang Fan took a breath of air conditioning and waved his hands repeatedly. The water arrows attacking from the sky were gathered together by him, condensed into a water ball, and then fell to the ground, and the fragrant water sprinkled on the ground.

At this moment, she had already seen that Yang Fan was not bad, and might even be higher than her skills. Her fists attacked repeatedly, but Yang Fan avoided them all.

The man in front of him actually had such a high strength. No one noticed such a master sneaked into Wufeng Village. It seemed that the villagers were really careless.

Taking advantage of Liang Miaoke's chance to breathe and rest, Yang Fan smiled and said to her, "Saint, listen to my explanation. This is a completely misunderstanding. I came to the barren mountain area for something to come and ask you for help."

"Hmph, please help me, I actually want to peek at me for a bath. You are so shameless." A blush rose on Liang Miaoke's face, and his eyes were filled with fearful anger.

He took two steps forward and continued to attack Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face became solemn, and he felt that the situation in front of him was very difficult. It seemed that there was no way, so he could only subdue Liang Miaoke first.

Liang Miaoke's jade hands emitted a series of astonishing murderous auras and punched Yang Fan's chest.

A smile appeared on Yang Fan's face. One palm seemed to be very slow, but at an extremely fast speed, it met Liang Miaoke's fist.

With a low and crisp sound, Liang Miaoke's eyebrows frowned, and his body unconsciously took a few big steps back, looking at Yang Fan with horror.

"Saint, let's talk calmly, you are not my opponent."

Yang Fan looked at Liang Miaoke with a terrified expression and said to her with a smile.

"You bastard, today you either die or I die."
Chapter completed!