As soon as it got dark, Lin Fan arrived at the door of the Ning family.
He held onto the wall and climbed up, feeling a little helpless.
I have been to Ning's house so many times, but I have never walked through the front door.
Lying at the door of Ning Qingxuan's room, Lin Fan said coquettishly: "Baby, I'm here!"
Ning Qingxuan opened the door expressionlessly: "Boring."
Lin Fan walked directly into the room and lay down without noticing anything.
This guy doesn’t regard himself as an outsider anymore!
Ning Qingxuan's face was cold: "This is my bed, get up!"
Lin Fan was seen leisurely crossing his legs: "I am your Ning family's son-in-law, why can't I even lie on my wife's bed?"
"Who is your wife?"
Ning Qingxuan's face showed a rare expression of shame and annoyance.
"Of course it's you," Lin Fan turned over, "That's what you said, you have to act well, otherwise the secret will be exposed tomorrow."
Ning Qingxuan nodded and took out the marriage certificate from her arms: "Since you really want to get married, it seems that this marriage certificate is of no use to you."
Depend on!
Is this little girl threatening me?
I endure it!
Lin Fan quickly apologized and said, "Just kidding, let's lighten the atmosphere. What are the precautions? Let's get started!"
"I have briefly talked about some situations of the Tianyuan Martial Arts Association before."
Lin Fan nodded: "The president's name is Tang Zongliang. His cultivation level is probably at the peak of internal energy. His son Tang Sheng is at the sixth level of internal energy."
"That's right," Ning Qingxuan continued, "There are about a dozen internal energy masters in the Martial Arts Association."
"You need to pay attention to the following people."
"Thunder Hand, Cheng Kun."
"Hunyuan Palm, Wang is different."
"And Tan's Thirteen Legs, Tan Tan."
Ning Qingxuan looked solemn: "Each of them is a master who has been famous in Tianyuan for many years, and their strength cannot be underestimated."
"Then there are the rules of the tournament. Tomorrow will be a one-on-one match by drawing lots."
"The losers are eliminated, and the winners advance until the winner is determined."
Lin Fan frowned: "Then what if Tang Sheng and I can't touch each other?"
"No," Ning Qingxuan shook her head slightly, "Tang Sheng is Tang Zongliang's son, and he will definitely make it to the end."
Ning Qingxuan sighed: "If you fail to meet him, there is only one possibility."
"That means you have already lost before you meet him."
Lin Fan grinned: "I understand, it seems that I will beat him tomorrow!"
"Okay, then you should prepare well."
Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded and stood up to open the door.
Ning Qingxuan was stunned: "What do you want to do?"
"Go and rest, which room is my room?"
Ning Qingxuan frowned slightly: "You can rest here tonight."
"here?"
Lin Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Qingxuan, if you use this method, although you can get my people, you can't get my heart!"
Whoosh!
In a flash of cold light, the sword hanging on the wall was already in Ning Qingxuan's hand.
She faced Lin Fan coldly: "If you make such a joke again, be careful that the sword has no eyes!"
Lin Fan carefully avoided the sword's edge: "You go to bed early, I'm going to sleep."
There is only one bed in the room.
Naturally, Ning Qingxuan was on the bed, and Lin Fan could only lie on the chair.
He sat cross-legged and meditated silently,
Suddenly, Lin Fan felt something was different.
Here, the speed of his cultivation has actually become much faster.
Is it a room problem?
Or is it because of Ning Qingxuan?
With doubts, Lin Fan moved his body and leaned towards Ning Qingxuan.
Sure enough, it's faster!
Good guy, if I sleep with my arms around her every day, wouldn't it be like holding a baby bump?
Lin Fan grinned and leaned closer.
After a sleepless night, when Lin Fan stood up, his bones made a crackling sound.
Ning Qingxuan, at the same time, calmly opened her eyes.
When I saw Ning Qingxuan and Lin Fan coming out of the same room.
The Ning family were all shocked!
Especially Fan Meizhi, who didn't accept it: "Daughter, what's going on?!"
Beside her, stood a middle-aged man.
He had a smile on his face and an elegant temperament.
It is not difficult to tell that he should be Ning Qingxuan's father, Ning Tai.
Ning Qingxuan said calmly: "Mom and Dad, he is our Ning family's son-in-law, and he is also the person who will fight in my place today, Lin Fan."
"Hello, uncle and aunt." Lin Fan smiled slightly.
Ning Tai was very calm: "Hello."
But Fan Meizhi felt as if his hair was fried: "A door-to-door son-in-law? Where did the door-to-door son-in-law come from?"
"You are about to marry Tang Sheng, drive him away quickly, and then go to the martial arts competition!"
Ning Qingxuan's expression was cold: "I will not marry Tang Sheng. If you insist on forcing me, what I will marry will only be a corpse!"
"You..." Fan Meizhi was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Ning Tai, who was on the side, slowly said: "I think this young man is pretty good. Since Qingxuan doesn't want to, don't force her."
"What do you know!"
Fan Meizhi rolled her eyes: "That's the Tang family, which controls the Tianyuan Martial Arts Association!"
"I've already married the wrong person, do you still want your daughter to marry a loser like me?!"
These words made Ning Tai look very ugly. He wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.
Lin Fan took a step forward: "Auntie, it doesn't matter whether you like me or not, but a gentleman is hard to follow, so I will definitely participate in this competition."
"When I win against Tang Sheng, their bet will no longer exist, and Qingxuan won't have to marry him."
Fan Meizhi curled her lips disdainfully: "It's just you who wants to defeat Tang Sheng. It's just a daydream!"
"Mom," Ning Qingxuan said slowly, "Since you don't believe in Lin Fan, just let him try."
"No matter what the outcome is, I accept it!"
Ning Tai also advised: "Yes, after all, this is a lifelong event for my daughter, you must respect her too!"
Staring at him fiercely, Fan Meizhi snorted: "Okay, if he loses, you must marry Tang Sheng and you can't go back on your word!"
Ning Qingxuan took a deep breath: "Okay."
Now that things have come to this, Fan Meizhi can no longer stop her and can only take Lin Fan with her.
Half an hour later, the Ning family's car slowly stopped at the entrance of the Martial Arts Association.
Today's competition venue is located at the Martial Arts Association's performance venue.
As soon as Ning Qingxuan got out of the car, a tall and strong man walked over immediately.
He wore a training vest and showed off his figure unabashedly.
"Qingxuan, you are finally here!"
Ning Qingxuan's face was expressionless: "I want to participate in the competition, so of course I have to come."
"Hey, you don't know how much I miss you. I practice until I collapse every day, but whenever I think of you, I feel full of motivation."
Ning Qingxuan said with a cold face: "Of course I don't know, and I don't want to know."
Seeing that the atmosphere had become awkward, Fan Meizhi quickly came to smooth things over: "Tang Sheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you feel like you are getting more aggressive?"
Tang Sheng smiled: "Aunt Fan, I have been practicing hard these days just to defeat Qingxuan today and then marry her home!"
"Haha, okay, okay, we will all be a family from now on."
Ning Qingxuan came out again to throw cold water: "The person you fought with today is not me."
"What?" Tang Sheng was stunned.
Ning Qingxuan raised his eyes: "I have sent the updated list to the competition. He is the one participating in the battle on behalf of our Ning family today."
Saying that, Ning Qingxuan glanced back.
Lin Fan knew that it was time for him to appear.
"Hey, Mr. Tang, hello, hello, my name is Lin Fan."
Seeing Lin Fan walking out, Tang Sheng frowned: "Who is he?"
"I am the son-in-law of the Ning family."
Tang Sheng's face changed drastically, and his expression was filled with anger: "Impossible, you lied to me, right?"
"Yes, yes," Fan Meizhi hurriedly came out, "Qingxuan is talking nonsense. She has been alone for so many years. It's not like you don't know."