Chapter 4 Girl, Please Respect Yourself

Meng Fan pulled out the Feiyu Sword.

Just like when he pulled out the herring sword before, a stream of light that was imperceptible to the naked eye entered Meng Fan's body along the blade.

Meng Fan didn't have the ability to look inside at the moment, so he didn't know that this stream of light traveled around in his meridians and then got into his Dantian.

He frowned, and his intuition told him that it shouldn't be a bad thing if this breath entered his body.

It should be another benefit brought to him by the talent of [Sword Mastery].

As for what this benefit is, he should be able to understand it when his cultivation level improves and his horizons broaden.

Meng Fan wiped the Feiyu Sword and put it back on the wooden stand.

Senior Brother Luo had previously given him a mission, which was to wipe all the hidden swords on the first floor of the sword pavilion within a year.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel excited!

If he were to touch all the swords here, how many sword skills would he have to learn?

When the time comes, by combining the swordsmanship of hundreds of schools, you may be able to find your own way of swordsmanship!

Meng Fan was excited and ready to pick up the third sword.

Senior Brother Luo had already calculated for him before. If he wanted to clean these long swords within a year, he would need to clean about twenty swords every day.

Meng Fan was very self-aware, so he chose inconspicuous "weak chicken" long swords.

But sometimes, things still go wrong.

For example, the Feiyu Sword just now looks inconspicuous, but it contains amazing evil energy.

However, with his talent in swordsmanship and divine communication, he is not afraid of these minor accidents.

But when he was about to choose the third sword, a big accident happened.

There was a long sword. Meng Fan clearly didn't choose it, but it flew up and landed in front of Meng Fan.

This is a...spiritual sword!

Only the Spirit Sword can move on its own.

Meng Fan's expression suddenly changed, knowing that he was in trouble.

From his previous insinuations against Senior Brother Luo, Meng Fan already understood that there was danger in this sword pavilion.

Now, the danger falls on himself.

Just when Meng Fan was about to call for help from Senior Brother Luo, he found that the environment around him had changed.

He was no longer in the sword pavilion, but appeared in a dim space that seemed to have no boundaries.

Hallucination?

Meng Fan frowned.

The next second, a woman in red appeared in front of Meng Fan.

The woman has a delicate face, long flowing hair, and flaming red lips. She is extremely beautiful.

The woman in red stood in front of Meng Fan, smiling slightly, full of charm.

Although it was a bit confusing to be in an illusion, Meng Fan was not too panicked.

Because he could judge from his previous chat with Senior Brother Luo that he should not die on the first day he came here.

The danger in Jiange is gradual and subtle, rather than killing you as soon as you enter!

So although Meng Fan was a little nervous, he was still able to maintain a certain level of calm. He wanted to see what the woman in red was up to.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed!

A bed appeared in front of Meng Fan. A woman in a red dress was lying on the bed, with her Luo Shang half-undressed, exposing her shoulders.

The woman in the red dress was lying on the bed and waved to Meng Fan, posing in a very charming manner.

Meng Fan's heart beat faster and his throat couldn't help but move.

This is……

Seducing yourself?

There is a saying that teenagers are full of energy.

Who can withstand this?

Meng Fan can withstand it!

Another person would definitely not be able to withstand it, but Meng Fan watched countless movies on Earth in his previous life.

To be honest, there are only two words to evaluate this small scene - that's it?

What's more, Meng Fan knew very well that this scene was not a romantic encounter, but a life-threatening crisis.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, looked at the woman in red and said, "Girl, put away your tricks. Although you are beautiful, you cannot seduce me."

"Oh why?"

The woman in red got up, walked down from the bed with bare feet, and walked to Meng Fan.

She hooked Meng Fan's chin with her slender jade fingers, with a teasing look on her face.

"Mr. Sir, do you think I am too ugly and not attractive to you?"

Meng Fan shook his head and said: "That's not true. You are a very beautiful goblin, but you want to suck my yang energy, and I can't bear it!"

The woman in red looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

"I didn't expect that your kid has no cultivation, but his concentration is extraordinary, and he can stay calm at this time."

Meng Fan said quickly: "I really don't have much cultivation, so even if you suck me, you won't be able to suck in much yang energy."

"I'm not a goblin, and I don't want to suck your yang energy, but your life force." The woman in red chuckled.

Her fingers roamed around Meng Fan's cheeks and neck. To be honest, they made Meng Fan feel itchy.

"But you can rest assured, because if you don't cooperate, I won't be able to suck your life force."

In Meng Fan's view, Yang Qi and vitality mean the same thing.

In the legend, a man who was sucked in too much yang energy by a female temptress would not survive long either.

"Girl, if that's the case, please let me go back." Meng Fan said to the woman in red.

The woman in red smiled and said: "You are much better than that kid before. He stayed here for less than three months and died completely. It seems that you can live a few more days than him!"

Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat.

He heard from Senior Brother Luo that the previous sword-guarding disciple lasted for three months and only left a few days ago.

At that time, he thought that the guy had left Jiange and changed his job.

As a result, when Senior Brother Luo said he was gone, he meant he was dead!

Suddenly, Meng Fan felt a little creepy, and deeply felt the horror of the Sword Pavilion.

"Are you scared?" The red-clothed woman asked Meng Fan with a smile.

Her smile was a bit coquettish.

Meng Fan said awkwardly: "Girl, since you already know that I have strong willpower and can't seduce me, don't be so... coquettish."

The red-clothed woman sat on the bed with a dignified face and said: "Why, young master, do you like this kind of tune?"

Meng Fan coughed lightly, without commenting, and did not answer this question.

From beginning to end, this woman did not give up teasing him.

"Girl, please respect yourself!" Meng Fan's face was solemn and serious.

Of course, it was actually pretending!

He had to show that he would not be tempted by beauty, so that the other party would let him go.

As long as he showed a hint of lust, the other party would definitely find ways to throw him down and suck his yang energy!

Must hold back!

"I didn't expect that there is such a serious guy like you in the Shushan Sword Sect."

"Haha, interesting."

"Remember, don't call me girl in the future, call me Hongqi."

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Okay, Miss Hongqi!"

Hongqi rolled her eyes at Meng Fan, then waved her hand.

The red long sleeves passed in front of Meng Fan's eyes, and Meng Fan's eyes returned to normal.

The illusion was solved, and he returned to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion and stood in front of the wooden rack.

In front of him, there was a long sword emitting a faint red light.

In Brother Luo's room, Brother Luo, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this time, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This kid."

"Not bad!"

Meng Fan, who was praised by Brother Luo, was looking at the long sword emitting a faint red light in front of him.

I couldn't help it for a moment, and he put his hand on it!