Martial Arts Crossover: Inheriting the Legacy of the Human Sword Saint! Li Hanyi Confesses Her Love

"Although I am only a ninth-rank martial artist, I have quite a lot of medicine for injuries in my household, which can be of great help to you, young lady."

Listening to Ye Fan's rambling on, Nangong Pushe remained calm on the surface, but was secretly delighted inside.

A ninth-rank martial artist? What a pretentious act! Keep pretending!

In this world, Ye Fan himself is probably the only one unaware that the world already knows he is a martial saint among mortals!

but...

Nangong Pushe bit her thin lips slightly. She thought that Ye Fan's main reason for rejecting the proposal was probably that he didn't want her to feel any burden.

It seems that this martial arts master is not only incredibly strong, but also possesses a rare and virtuous character.

He is grateful without seeking anything in return; he truly has the demeanor of a mysterious chivalrous master who lives in seclusion in the forest!

Thinking this, Nangong Pushe's eyes brightened considerably as he looked at Ye Fan.

If Ye Fan knew what Nangong Pushe was thinking, he would probably complain in frustration, "Nangong Pushe is so imaginative, why doesn't he write novels?"

Thus, no matter how Ye Fan explained, Minister Nangong was determined to repay the kindness.

Ye Fan could only let it be; whatever Minister Nangong said, he would pretend to be stupid.

Once she's healed, I'll definitely find a reason to send her down the mountain!

However, before that, Ye Fan could only take care of the seriously injured Minister Nangong himself.

However, Nangong Pushe, who was being taken care of, was quite melancholy. Looking at Ye Fan, who was taking good care of him, Nangong Pushe's eyes turned cold.

Ye Fan is so good... Li Hanyi, you're not good enough for him at all!

Chapter 66 The number one on the Rouge Ranking, tastes really good!

Ye Fan's Courtyard on Wangjian Mountain is a beautiful place with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

A figure suddenly appeared; she was wearing a white robe, with a beautiful face and a slender, alluring figure.

With a sword hanging at his waist, he was incredibly dashing, looking like a refined gentleman from a bygone era, gentle and elegant as jade.

Her aura was extremely powerful and profound, as if it were innate, deep and reserved.

[Read Only] Mt⊙: Five々¨Seven (6u⑶●! Hiss♀<㈣∷ He quietly pried open his eyes, but they were as cold and sharp as frost, revealing a fierce and ruthless intent, giving people an invisible pressure.

At this moment, Minister Nangong smiled, a smile as radiant as ten thousand peach blossoms in full bloom!

Nangong Pushe was filled with gratitude towards Ye Fan at this moment. If it weren't for the sword intent Ye Fan left on that leaf, how could his cultivation have improved so rapidly?

Nangong Pushe felt that all the bottlenecks that had previously troubled him had been broken at this moment.

She believed that with a few more years of hard training, she would be able to advance to the Innate Realm.

Over the years, she has painstakingly researched and searched for various methods, but she has always been just one step away from success.

But now, because of Ye Fan's sword intent, she has successfully entered the Innate Realm. How could she not be grateful to Ye Fan?

Moreover, she knew that the wisp of sword intent was deliberately left behind by Ye Fan…

Why is that sword intent so powerful? Could Ye Fan really be a reincarnation of a god?

Nangong Pushe looked at the person lying down

Ye Fan rested with his eyes closed on the rattan chair.

A hint of gratitude and admiration flashed across her eyes!

Ye Fan's temperament and talent for cultivation are enough to make any woman take notice.

Especially now that he's lying in the wicker chair with his eyes closed, asleep, he exudes a sense of tranquility and serenity.

Nangong Pushe looked at Ye Fan, a genuine smile spreading across her beautiful face. In her heart, she silently murmured, "I will protect you with my life from now on, Ye Fan!"

Minister Nangong had no intention of leaving, but instead stood beside the rattan chair, keeping Ye Fan company as he basked in the sun.

Ye Fan has thin eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and long eyelashes. Overall, his facial features give people a very comfortable feeling.

Especially when he is sleeping peacefully now, he exudes a gentle and serene aura.

Nangong Pushe found that everything he did, staying in the courtyard to serve Re Yefan, seemed perfectly natural!

Although this state was tiring and tough, she never felt bored or lonely. Instead, she felt a kind of inexplicable comfort and peace of mind!

just like……

just like……

Nangong Pushe suddenly opened his eyes wide!

Ye Fan is just like her...

The more Nangong Pushe thought about it, the faster her heart beat, and her pretty face turned rosy.

Nangong Pushe suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. Ye Fan's feelings for Li Hanyi were too deep, but Li Hanyi was only loyal to the Taoist priests on Qingcheng Mountain. She was not worthy of Ye Fan's love at all...

Nangong Pushe believed he possessed a flawless, exquisite face, and was now ranked number one on the Rouge Ranking, truly the most beautiful woman in the world…

She believed herself to be a hundred or a thousand times more beautiful than Li Hanyi, and now her strength was unparalleled in the world!

The thought of Ye Fan being with him would make Nangong Pushe's heart race and his blood flow faster.

Ye Fan had given him guidance, was handsome, had high cultivation, and was even a martial saint among mortals—he was simply the perfect man.

She stood to one side, her mind racing. Nangong Pushe felt she was about to succumb, but deep down she told herself that she was doing this to repay a debt of gratitude. Yes, to repay a debt of gratitude.

She stepped forward, a genuine smile spreading across her beautiful face. She also stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Martial Saint, for this opportunity. I am willing to serve you forever!"

At this moment, Nangong Pushe could not hide her gratitude towards Ye Fan. She wished she could take her heart out and give it to Ye Fan.

"Cough...cough!"

Upon hearing Minister Nangong's words, Ye Fan, who was drinking tea, spat it out and choked on it several times.

Nangong Pushe stared at Ye Fan in astonishment. She hadn't expected Ye Fan's reaction to be so strong. Had she said something wrong?

Ye Fan coughed for a while, then wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and said, "My name is Ye Fan, I'm not some martial saint, please don't joke around, young lady..."

"My name is Minister Nangong, not Miss!"

Nangong Pushe gently corrected Ye Fan: "You are the Martial Saint! Thank you for your guidance, Martial Saint!!"

Ye Fan quickly explained, "Miss, that was a coincidence. It's because you have a high level of understanding!"

…………

Atop the Cangshan Mountains in Snowmoon City, ice covers a thousand meters, a vast expanse of white snow stretching as far as the eye can see, the Cangshan Mountains rising and falling in majestic grandeur.

At the top of the glacier stands a huge rock.

The boulder is oval-shaped, resembling an inverted giant bowl, with a diameter of about ten meters. Its surface is covered with strange patterns, giving it a sense of ancient and sturdy history.

A figure flew swiftly across the vast and silent Cangshan Mountain, its movements light and agile, arriving as if stepping on empty air, as graceful and captivating as a fairy scattering flowers.

A girl dressed in white, as white as snow, slowly descended from mid-air. Her figure was graceful, her curves exquisite, and her skin as white as snow, delicate and luscious.

She had a small, oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, bright white teeth, and cherry-like lips; her features were exquisite and unparalleled, and her beauty was breathtaking.

Her legs were slender and long, as translucent as scallion roots, a natural beauty that was breathtaking.

However, the girl's face was as cold as frost, as if she kept everyone at arm's length...

However, at this moment her breathing was a little rapid, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her chest was heaving violently, clearly she had been traveling for a long time.

Finally, it stopped at the top of a mountain.

"Uu~!"

The figure stopped, breathing heavily. Her cheeks were flushed and hazy, her expression tired, yet she was incredibly charming and alluring. This face was none other than Li Hanyi!

At this moment, her gaze was fixed on the Chu Men system, her eyes filled with pain…

He watched Nangong Pushe and Ye Fan's every move and heard Nangong Pushe's words. For some reason, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if something had been ripped away.

Li Hanyi tried hard to calm herself down, but she couldn't control her thoughts. Her mind was filled with Ye Fan's voice, appearance, and smile...

Looking at Nangong Pushe's actions in the Truman System, even a fool could see Nangong Pushe's feelings for Ye Fan...

Li Hanyi felt heartbroken, as if something had been taken away from her!

Finally, Nangong Pushe's words, "I am willing to serve you forever," caused her to completely lose control...

She felt heartache, she was angry, but even more so, she felt an overwhelming, unbearable pain…

Li Hanyi was heartbroken, her heart was pounding so hard she couldn't breathe, and her heart felt shattered.

She looked again in the direction of Wangjian Mountain, her eyes filled with nothing but pain…

Fearing that others would notice her unusual behavior, she came alone to this deep mountain area...

...............

A bright moon hung high in the night sky, its silvery light pouring down. In the small courtyard of Snow Moon City, surrounded by lush bamboo, peace and tranquility prevailed. A gentle evening breeze rustled the bamboo leaves.

Requesting flowers (or flowers)

A slender, graceful figure stood by the stone pavilion, gazing at the moon reflected in the lake, lost in thought, her mind churning.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow and melancholy.

This beautiful figure is none other than Ye Ruoyi!