283: C283 Drunk

C283 Drunk

Yang Fan wanted to refuse, but in the end, he didn't.

He followed Zhen Xinru to a hall and saw Zhen Xinru's father, Zhen Feide.

Zhen Feide looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. His face was ruddy, but there was a strand of white hair on his temples. He looked calm and steady. When he saw Yang Fan, he immediately greeted him warmly.

During the meal, Zhen Feide and Yang Fan talked a lot.

But the main meaning was that Yang Fan understood it clearly. He wanted him to be more careful the day after tomorrow. Once he realized something was wrong, he would immediately admit defeat.

However, Zhen Feide's tone was very tactful.

Yang Fan agreed with a smile, but there was no conflict.

After a peaceful meal, Yang Fan returned to his courtyard.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" After Yang Fan left, Zhen Xinru pouted. She felt that her father felt that Yang Fan's strength was not good and wanted to persuade him to give up as soon as possible.

Zhen Xinru also knew that her father was worried that she would get hurt as well.

After all, the rules of the Mountain Climbing Battle were that as long as no one's life was harmed, it was fine. No matter how serious the injury was, it was the person who asked for it.

Because if the opponent was stronger than her, as long as she admitted defeat, the opponent would not be able to attack. If one insisted on putting on a brave front, no one would care even if one was beaten half to death.

Of course, although the rules were like this, it was impossible for an external helper to be like this.

To be more precise, it depended on the other party's background. If the Zhen Family couldn't afford to offend them. Then, even if the people of the Zhen Family were to defeat them, they would try their best not to let the opponent suffer too many injuries.

If the Zhen Family could suppress them, then it would be a shame. They would follow the rules of the Zhen Family.

Zhen Feide saw that his daughter was unhappy, so he comforted her, "Xiaoru, in fact, you really don't need to fight for the position of the successor. It's not that I don't support you."

"But as you can see, the external helper you invited is only at the God Refining Stage Layer Five level."

Seeing that Zhen Xinru still wanted to say something, Zhen Feide immediately said, "I have already found out that the person Zhen Xiong found is called Zhou Qiu. He is at the God Refining Stage Layer Seven level and is ranked 702 on the Flying Ranking."

"The helper Zhen Qiao hired is even more powerful. He is a genius ranked 635th on the Flying Ranking. Although he is also a God Refining Stage Layer Seven, he has fought a God Refining Stage Layer Eight warrior to a draw."

"Xiaoru, you should know that you won't stand a chance." Zhen Feide sighed.

Zhen Xinru pursed her lips. "Dad, even if I don't want to be the heir, I must fight for my brother!"

She always believed that her brother was framed.

Three years ago, her father was the patriarch of the Zhen Family, and her brother was the number one genius of the Zhen Family.

How could her brother, who had always been mature and steady, suddenly steal the secret technique of the family just for a girl whom he had only met a few times, and pass it on to that girl?

She didn't believe it, but when she went to ask her brother, all she got was silence. She wanted to secretly release her older brother, but she was discovered.

Because of this, she was assigned to a remote place to manage the family business.

However, Zhen Xinru did not give up. She had been secretly investigating for the past three years. Now, although there was no evidence. But she was sure that the matter three years ago was related to Zhen Xiong.

Seeing that her father still wanted to persuade her, Zhen Xinru turned around and left the hall, leaving behind a firm sentence.

"Dad, I will not give up!"

Zhen Xinru left the hall and stood in the courtyard outside. She looked at the waning moon hanging in the completely dark sky.

In her eyes, there was determination and exhaustion.

Although she had been working hard, she still had no confidence in the Mountain Climbing Battle that was the day after tomorrow.

Because, her confidence was built on Yang Fan. Yang Fan, who had defeated Qi Sha, was very strong, very strong!

Both of them were God Refining Stage Layer Seven warriors, but Zhou Qiu was stronger than Qi Sha. It could be seen from the ranking of the Flying Ranking. Not to mention, there was another opponent who was comparable to a God Refining Stage Layer Eight warrior.

As for her, she couldn't help at all. Even Zhen Xiong or Zhen Qiao could easily defeat her.

Zhen Xinru closed her eyes, suddenly wanting to find someone to drink.

She wanted to get drunk and release her stress and exhaustion.

Thinking about all kinds of messy things, Zhen Xinru found herself unconsciously walking towards the courtyard where Yang Fan lived. Looking at the closed door of the courtyard, she walked over.

Dong Dong Dong.

She knocked on the door and it opened very quickly.

Yang Fan was a little surprised when he saw Zhen Xinru. He asked, "Miss Zhen, what's the matter?"

"How about drinking a cup of wine together?" Zhen Xinru smiled.

Although she was smiling, Yang Fan saw exhaustion from Zhen Xinru's smile. The words of rejection that were about to come out of her mouth were taken back by Yang Fan.

"Okay."

Yang Fan let Zhen Xinru into the courtyard.

Seeing Zhen Xinru take out two jars of wine from her spatial ring, Yang Fan could not help but tease, "Miss Zhen, it seems that you can drink very well. You always bring good wine with you."

Zhen Xinru smiled and said, "My alcohol tolerance is very poor."

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already opened both jugs of wine.

"Do you want to touch it?" Zhen Xinru picked up a pot of wine and stretched it forward. She looked at Yang Fan and asked.

"Uh, just drink it like that?" Yang Fan was a little speechless. Didn't she say to drink a cup? Why did he start with the wine jar?

Although he asked this question, Yang Fan was very straightforward and agreed to it. What was there to hesitate about?

If that was the case, it would only appear hypocritical.

He picked up the wine jar and touched it. A clear and crisp sound rang out. Then, Yang Fan directly drank a large mouthful, even though he could not drink much in his previous life.

However, his current physical body was really too strong. The alcohol had just entered his body, and it had already been digested automatically.

After drinking this mouthful, Yang Fan looked at Zhen Xinru who kept drinking and was shocked.

Why did she not play according to the routine!

Drinking a cup was like drinking a sigh. After touching it, he kept talking about drinking the entire jar of wine. Yang Fan felt that he really couldn't keep up with the pace.

He did not use true qi to dissolve the alcohol. After drinking the entire jar in one go, Zhen Xinru's smooth face had an obvious flush on it.

That pair of beautiful eyes also became hazy and drunk.

"Haha, good wine." Zhen Xinru smiled and sighed, then her body was about to fall back.

Yang Fan quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, not letting him fall down.1

The next moment, Yang Fan's body stiffened, and Zhen Xinru unexpectedly jumped into his arms.

That faint, fragrant, and mixed with the scent of alcohol drilled into Yang Fan's nose, giving him a strange kind of temptation. Especially when Zhen Xinru also hugged him at once.

Yang Fan could feel that Zhen Xinru's full chest was tightly pressed against his chest.

A gentle breeze blew past and Zhen Xinru's soft hair floated up a few strands and lightly swept across his face.

Through the thin dress, he could clearly feel the heat coming from the soft and boneless waist.

It was a kind of heat that made people's heart beat faster and their breathing quicken.

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