Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

After Du Bishu left, Zhang Xiaofan's other five senior brothers nodded to Zhang Xiaofan and then walked out of the hall.

At this moment, only Song Daren, Yan Hong, and Zhang Xiaofan remained in the hall.

Song Daren looked at Zhang Xiaofan and sighed:

"Junior brother, you really angered your master today."

Zhang Xiaofan held Song Daren in high regard, after all, when he first joined Dazhu Peak for cultivation, Song Daren, his senior brother, had taken good care of him.

So he spread his hands, looking helpless, and said:

"Senior Brother, you know I've never been good at lying since I was a child. I'm just telling the truth."

"That's true!" Song Daren scratched his head, glanced furtively at the entrance to the inner hall, and then leaned down to whisper in Zhang Xiaofan's ear:
“Junior brother, you have angered Master so much today, he will beat you today.”

"It's alright, Master can't beat me."

Song Daren: "………………"

"Okay, you're awesome!"

Song Daren said something and then left looking completely bewildered.

At this moment, only Yan Hong and Zhang Xiaofan remained in the inner hall.

Yan Hong glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, her thoughts in turmoil. Her red lips moved, and finally, she mustered her courage and said:

"Seventh Senior Brother Zhang, may we go for a walk?"

"Okay." Zhang Xiaofan nodded, then added:
"Also, please still call me Zhang Xiaofan or Xiaofan, just like before."

“Okay, Xiao Fan,” Yan Hong called out immediately.

Then, the two walked out of Shoujing Hall together and headed towards the residence of the disciples of Dazhu Peak.

As they walked, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly asked:

"Yan Hong, how have you been feeling since you stayed at Dazhu Peak for a few months?"

Yan Hong reached out and smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling sweetly as she said:

"It's alright. My master and mistress are very good to me, my senior brothers are also very considerate, and I get along well with my junior sister Ling'er."

"It's so much better than the days I spent in Incense Valley. It's just..."

At this point, Yan Hong glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and quickly stopped talking.

"But what?" Zhang Xiaofan asked instinctively.

"Haha..." Yan Hong chuckled softly, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "It's nothing."

"Oh, that's good." Zhang Xiaofan said.

Yan Hong lowered her head. What she really wanted to say was, "It's just... it's just that without you at Dazhu Peak these past few days, I always feel like something is missing, and I feel a little lonely."

However, she couldn't say those words out loud.

Yan Hong knew that, not to mention Zhang Xiaofan's current wife Biyao, even his junior sister Ling'er and Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak were more important to Zhang Xiaofan than her.

Therefore, she could only keep this love hidden in her heart.

As they walked, they soon arrived at the courtyard where Zhang Xiaofan lived.

Seeing that his room was just beyond the courtyard, and noticing that Yan Hong hadn't left, Zhang Xiaofan politely smiled and invited her over:

"Yan Hong, since we're already here, why don't you come to my room and sit for a while?"

"OK……"

Upon hearing this, Yan Hong felt that it seemed somewhat inappropriate for a girl to go to Zhang Xiaofan's room.

However, the thought that Zhang Xiaofan would leave Dazhu Peak again at night, and that they might not see each other again, made her feel reluctant to part.

Reluctantly, I blurted out those words without thinking.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't think much of it when Yan Hong agreed, since Ling'er often came to his room.

The two walked side by side through the courtyard, unlocked the door, and entered the room. The room was very simple, with a bed, a pillow, and a neatly folded quilt.

There was only a table, and almost nothing else.

Yan Hong entered the room and smelled the scent emanating from the man beside her. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart raced.

Even his steps seemed weak and feeble.

There were no chairs in the room because Zhang Xiaofan didn't usually need to sit on a chair.

So Zhang Xiaofan pointed to the only place in the room where they could sit and said:
"Yan Hong, go to bed."

"Ah..." Yan Hong let out a coquettish cry upon hearing this, her delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Xiaofan in disbelief, her face filled with panic.

Could it be that Zhang Xiaofan is in such a hurry...?

At this moment, Yan Hong felt her heart pounding and her mind went blank. Feeling lost and confused, she instinctively went to the bed, took off her shoes, and lay down.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, thinking about what was about to happen, her face instantly turned bright red, and she felt incredibly shy. She quickly pulled the blanket over herself and covered her head as well.

Zhang Xiaofan: "??????"

Zhang Xiaofan was completely dumbfounded by Yan Hong's series of actions, staring blankly at Yan Hong lying on the bed.

This?
This?
This?
Did Yan Hong misunderstand?
No, it seems that what I said made Yan Hong misunderstand.

So, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the well-defined marks on the blanket, swallowed hard, and then said:
"Yan Hong, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Hong, who was inside the blanket, gripped the blanket tightly with both hands and said:

"Xiao Fan, didn't you ask me to come to bed?"

Zhang Xiaofan touched his nose, realizing that Yan Hong had indeed misunderstood, and explained:
"Yan Hong, I thought there were no chairs in the room, so I asked you to sit on the bed."

"Ah... I thought..." Yan Hong's surprised voice came from inside the blanket.

“What did you think it was…” Zhang Xiaofan asked.

Yan Hong replied shyly, "No, it's nothing. Oh dear, how embarrassing!"

Yan Hong said something and quickly got out of bed, not daring to look at Zhang Xiaofan.

He lowered his head, covered his face, and quickly ran out of the room.

Zhang Xiaofan watched Yan Hong quickly disperse and called out:

"Yan Hong, won't you sit down for a bit?"

"what?"

"Sit? No, I'm leaving!"

Yan Hong's shy voice rang out as she quickly ran out of the courtyard and disappeared around the corner of the path outside.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at Yan Hong's figure, touched his nose, and muttered to himself:
"It seems like I've missed something..."

Thinking that he would take Dao Xuan Zhenren to Tongtian Peak that night, he had not slept for three days and three nights while healing Dao Xuan Zhenren, and had also used up some of his original magic power to treat Tian Buyi.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan really felt tired.

So, he took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, and covered himself with the blanket.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan brought the blanket to his nose, sniffed it, and said with a look of rapture:

"It smells so good, I wonder how fragrant Yan Hong must smell..."

Just then, Yan Hong suddenly ran in from outside the door and saw Zhang Xiaofan carrying a quilt, saying this with a look of intoxication on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan was extremely tired and had just been completely absorbed in his own world, so he only came to his senses when Yan Hong entered the room.

So, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at Yan Hong, only to meet her surprised gaze. He instantly wished he could disappear into a hole.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's embarrassed look, Yan Hong slightly raised her hand and said:

"I was in such a hurry that I forgot to put my shoes on..." (End of Chapter)