He is at Dazhu Peak and starts divorcing his wife Tian Ling'er!

Chapter 120 This young man is extremely masculine. Can you help me?

"Thank you very much, Young Master Lin! I am extremely honored to be able to travel with you three young masters this time."

Hearing Lin Chuan's words, Jin Ping'er was delighted and hurriedly bowed to express her gratitude, with compliments in her tone.

"Since our meeting is fate, there's no need to be so polite, Miss Jin!"

Lin Chuan had a calm expression and waved his hand.

Next, they chatted briefly and after a short rest, decided to set off again.

"Let's go!"

Lin Chuan looked around at the three of them, made a hand gesture, and summoned the Moxue Sword. The Moxue Sword emitted a brilliant white light and hung steadily at his feet.

"Miss Jin, you have an injury on your foot and it's hard for you to move around. Let me take care of you!"

Seeing that Jin Ping'er did not change her behavior, Zhang Xiaofan next to her said kindly.

"Then I'll trouble you, Young Master Zhang."

Hearing this, Jin Ping'er glanced at Lin Chuan, then turned around, smiling, and spoke very politely to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Haha, Miss Jin, you are so polite!"

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, stepped forward to help, and helped Jin Ping'er onto the fire stick.

"Miss Jin, please hold on tight, let's go..."

Specifically asking Jin Ping'er to stand behind him and support him, Zhang Xiaofan made hand gestures and gave a reminder.

Unexpectedly, just as Zhang Xiaofan activated the fire stick, a fierce black and green aura instantly burst out and rushed towards Jin Ping'er.

Suddenly, Jin Ping'er let out a scream of pain, her whole body trembled, and her face turned extremely pale.

"Damn Zhang Xiaofan..."

Feeling the blood and essence draining from her body, Jin Ping'er cursed Zhang Xiaofan in her heart. If it wasn't so inappropriate now, she would have to take action and let this guy know how powerful she was.

At the same time, he looked at the fire stick with doubts.

What kind of magic weapon is this? Such a bloodthirsty person, is this person really a disciple of Qingyun Sect?

She never lost so much blood and essence every time she had her period!

Jin Ping'er's scream scared Zhang Xiaofan in front of him. He quickly stopped the magic spell and jumped off the fire stick.

Lin Chuan and Lin Jingyu also paused at this time and did not fly away.

"Xiao Fan, your fire stick is not something that ordinary people can bear. I think it's better to forget it! Don't let Miss Jin get hurt even more!"

Lin Jingyu already understood what was going on, and hurriedly spoke out to dissuade them.

After all, not everyone is like Xiaofan, who has refined the fire stick with blood and can be immune to the harm of the fire stick.

Not to mention this delicate-looking Miss Jin, Lin Jingyu felt that even if he went up, it would not take long before he would be sucked dry by this evil fire stick.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jin, I forgot about this before and got you hurt!"

After being reminded by Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaofan also reacted. He was immediately annoyed. He scratched his head and helped Jin Ping'er down with an apologetic look on his face.

"Young Master Zhang, it was unintentional. How could I blame you? Besides, I wasn't affected that much either. Young Master Zhang, you don't have to take it to heart!"

Although Jin Ping'er cursed in her heart, she appeared very magnanimous on the surface. She shook her head slightly and said with a bright smile.

"That's good……"

Zhang Xiaofan felt relieved that no secondary damage was caused, and most of his guilt disappeared.

But as if to make amends for his mistake, he suggested:
"Oh, Miss Jin, it's really inconvenient for you to move around like this, and I can't give you a ride. I think it's better to..."

Just when Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lin Jingyu, intending to ask him to take Jin Ping'er with him.

Jin Ping'er's mind flashed with inspiration, and she quickly looked at Lin Chuan, seizing the opportunity to ask, "Before, I saw Young Master Lin display his divine power, slaying ferocious beasts. His aura was extremely masculine, and I imagine he must be incredibly powerful. I wonder if I have the honor of riding with you?"

After hearing Jin Ping'er's words, Zhang Xiaofan paused, and he and Lin Jingyu looked at Lin Chuan together.

"Miss Jin, thank you for your compliment. Come on up!"

Lin Chuan had a faint smile on his face. He pinched his fingers and the Mo Xue sword under his feet suddenly grew twice as large.

At this moment, Lin Chuan already had some guesses in his mind that Jin Ping'er might be coming for him.

After all, Xiaofan had just looked at Lin Jingyu, and his intention was extremely obvious. Anyone who was not a fool could see it. But Jin Ping'er suddenly spoke up and wanted him to take her with him. This behavior was really suspicious.

"Are you trying to capture me and take me back to the Hehuan Sect for training because of my masculinity?"

"Or is it for the Hehuan Bell?"

Suddenly, Lin Chuan had an idea, guessed this possibility, and looked at his chest.

Ever since he got the Hehuan Bell, he has been keeping it in his arms and carrying it with him.

It seems that someone had discovered it at some point and passed the news to the Hehuan Sect.

"Thank you, Young Master Lin!"

Jin Ping'er was delighted. With the help of Zhang Xiaofan, she picked up the Moxue Sword and supported Lin Chuan with her hand.

Afterwards, several people set off and turned into three streams of light and flew forward.

"This speed... is too fast!"

Standing behind Lin Chuan, Jin Ping'er was amazed at the speed of his sword-riding.

As expected of Lin Chuan from Qingyun Sect, the speed of his sword-riding has already exceeded the limit of what he could achieve.

[Ding, Jin Ping'er is surprised, and her emotion value increases by 50]

Behind, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were also moving at a fast pace, following Lin Chuan about a hundred meters away. In order not to affect his speed, Lin Chuan naturally taught Lin Jingyu the sword-controlling techniques early on.

Three streams of light were speeding through the air, and the mountains ahead were already in sight.

The sound of wind whistling continuously came to her ears. Jin Ping'er looked at the three magic swords on Lin Chuan's body, and immediately had an idea in her mind. She asked:
"Young Master Lin, why do you carry three magical swords? And I see that each of these swords is extremely extraordinary, they must be extremely powerful magical weapons!"

Lin Chuan remained indifferent, not even turning back, and replied calmly, "Just a few immortal swords, nothing to worry about!"

The next moment, Jin Ping'er's tone suddenly became gentle, and she asked curiously:

"These immortal swords are nothing to Young Master Lin. Does that mean he has some powerful treasure hidden away?"

The reason why Jin Ping'er asked this question was naturally that she wanted to get information about the Hehuan Bell from Lin Chuan, and test whether the other party carried this treasure with him.

After hearing Jin Ping'er's question, Lin Chuan became more certain of his previous guess that the other party must be coming for his Hehuan Bell.

He sneered in his heart, but on the surface, Lin Chuan smiled and said jokingly: "Miss Jin, your guess is really accurate!"

"Really? I wonder if Young Master Lin has it with him? Could you please take it out and let me see it? I'm from a humble family and have never seen such precious treasures from a great sect like yours!"

Jin Ping'er asked with a smile.

"Yes, I have it, right under my clothes. However, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see this intimate item!"

Lin Chuan nodded slightly and sighed with a smile.

Suddenly, a blush flashed across Jin Ping'er's face when she heard this.

Damn Lin Chuan!
No, I have to find a chance to take off his clothes!

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(End of this chapter)