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The girl clenches her teeth, the man in front of her doesn't make sense!

"Are you leaving or not?" The young girl's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps between her teeth.

"Sorry, I have no money. I am going to stay here tonight." Yang Fan put his hands behind his head and laid down on the straw mat.

Then, he tilted his head and looked at the girl. "You are not going to force me out, are you? If that's the case, then I will be considered to have truly realized what it means to be a disciple of the Plain Moon Sect. Hehe. "The last two words' hehe 'almost made the young girl clench her fist and throw it out fiercely.

She actually had such thoughts, but now that Yang Fan had said it, it was not good for her to do so.

"Hmph, then you should sleep well!" The young girl snorted once again and returned to the other side.

The young man watched everything from beginning to end. When the young girl returned, he took out the water bottle on his waist and asked, "Miss, are you thirsty?"

The young girl shook her head and closed her eyes. The young man took a sip and quietly sat behind the girl.

Time slowly passed. The sky gradually darkened until the moon reached the

middle of the sky.

The young girl opened her eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes.

Could it be that Thousand-faced Young

Master had left, or that her charm was not enough? Or perhaps, her actions were too obvious, so Thousand-faced Young Master did not fall for her trick?

Thinking of this, the young girl sighed in her heart. Apart from this method, she also did not know how to find Thousand-

faced Young Master.

While her mind was in chaos, the young girl looked at Yang Fan who was not far away and clenched her silver teeth.

If Thousand-faced Young Master really appeared, this fellow would still be a big problem.

She would not do something that would not save someone.

The moonlight outside was like a silver veil that decorated the entire land. The young girl wanted to go out for a walk so that some of her boredom would be taken

away by the night wind.

However, just as the young girl was about to stand up, she suddenly felt weak all over.

What was going on? The young girl's expression changed instantly. She wanted to circulate her zhengi, but found that it was impossible.

"Stop struggling. You won't be able to recover without six hours." Suddenly, a soft laugh sounded from behind the young girl.

The young man walked out from behind and raised his right hand. A thin needle on his fingertip reflected a strange luster under the moonlight.

The young girl looked coldly at the young man with anger in her eyes.

"Is my poison still alright?" The young man smiled and waved his hand, causing the needle on his fingertip to disappear. "Who are you?" The girl asked.

The young man didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the young girl's angry but beautiful face under the moonlight and sighed, "Jee Rou, one of the two beauties of Plain Moon Sect. I didn't expect that I would also have the chance to kiss her!"

"If that's the case, even if I die, it's worth it!"

Jee Rou immediately reacted when she heard this. She opened her eyes wide and said, "You are Thousand-faced Young Master!"

Jee Rou struggled to stand up. She reached out and grabbed the willow knife beside her, but found that she could not pick it up at all.Thousand-faced Young Master reached out his hand and pressed Jee Rou's body down. She fell to the ground and could not move.

"Don't move. Any resistance you make now is futile." Thousand-faced Young Master smiled gently. There was still a trace of gentleness in his eyes.

His originally handsome face became even more charming at this moment.

If it were some infatuated girls, they would have already submitted to Thousand-faced Young Master's gentleness.

"I will let you enjoy the ultimate happiness." As Thousand-faced Young

Master spoke, he used two fingers to clamp Jee Rou's belt buckle.

Thousand-faced Young Master's movements were very slow. He slowly pulled the buckle apart. At the same time, he stared into Jee Rou's eyes. He looked at the shame and anger in the latter's eyes.

"Do you really want to kill me now? But it doesn't matter. I just like your expression." Thousand-faced Young Master said and finally untied the belt buckle.

He casually pulled the belt out and Jee Rou's dress immediately became loose.

Putting the belt on the tip of his nose and sniffing it, Thousand-faced Young Master had an intoxicated look on his face. " It really smells good!" Such a light movement made Jee Rou's eyes look like they were about to spit fire.

But thinking about how she was going to be violated by this perverted thief in a while, Jee Rou had the urge to commit suicide.

Jee Rou also wanted to commit suicide, but now she did not even have the

strength to bite her tongue to commit suicide.

"Hey hey hey, you bullied a pretty girl in front of another man, isn't that a bit too much?" Suddenly, a clear and melodious voice sounded.

Thousand-faced Young Master suddenly turned his head and immediately saw

Yang Fan's half-smiling face. With the beauty in front of him, he had forgotten about this guy.

The main thing was that he didn't put

Yang Fan in his heart at all. A fellow at the eighth level of Body Refining Tier could be easily killed.

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When Jee Rou saw Yang Fan, her eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.

However, it immediately dimmed down.

How could this young man be a match for Thousand-faced Young Master? Anyway, he couldn't escape, so he might as well save the young man's life.

"Let him go. I'll do whatever you want with him." Jee Rou said coldly. Because her body was weak, even her voice became weak. In this way, she revealed a lazy feeling.

This made the light in Thousand-faced

Young Master's eyes become even hotter.

Sure enough, she was a supreme-grade beauty!

"Haha, you are my man now. How can I agree to such a condition?" Thousand-faced Young Master said with a laugh.

Although Jee Rou was angry, she felt powerless.

"Sorry, I am not your trading item." Yang Fan was very unhappy. He curled his lips and said, "According to what you guys said, it is like I am the meat on the chopping board."

Jee Rou was furious. At this time, what was the point of talking!

Thousand-faced Young Master laughed and said, "Sorry, you are really the meat on the chopping board. I can kill you if I want to."

Yang Fan turned his head and stretched his body. He stood up and said lightly, "I also want to say sorry because in my eyes, you are also the meat on the chopping board."

Thousand-faced Young Master also stood up and said with a cold smile, "Interesting, really interesting. A kid of the eighth level of Refinement actually dares to speak such big words in front of me."

"Could it be that you think that by opening your mouth, you can be a hero and save the beauty?"

After saying that, Thousand-faced Young Master shook his head, his face full of disdain. His patience had run out, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Hurry up and get rid of you, kid. Only then can I concentrate on enjoying the beauty." Thousand-faced Young Master's expression became vicious. "Kid, actually, if you leave earlier, you can still live!"

Yang Fan's gaze was indifferent. "If you leave earlier, how would you know that you are Thousand-faced Young Master? If I want to find you again, wouldn't I have to spend some effort again?"

"You are looking for me?" Thousand-faced

Young Master was quite surprised. "That's right. Not only are you looking for me, but I'm also going to kill you." Yang Fan said it casually and casually.

However, when Thousand-faced Young Master heard this, it was as if he had just heard the biggest joke. The ridicule in his eyes was incomparably strong.

"Although I don't know who you are going to avenge, it's ridiculous to say such words from vour mouth!"

The moment he finished speaking,

Thousand-faced Young Master flicked his finger and a thin needle instantly flew out, piercing towards Yang Fan's throat. On the tip of the needle, there was a flash of green light.

Obviously, it was a poisonous needle. An extremely swift speed was utterly not something a eighth level body refinement martial artist could dodge, so Thousand-faced Young Master had already guessed that it would be resolved, and he quietly waited for the other party's struggle before death.