The next morning, Lin Fan was still sitting in front of the farmhouse.

He closed his eyes and practiced all night, and the snow at the door made him full of them.

Even half of his body was buried by snow.

Of course, a monk with magic power like Lin Fan can remove the snow on his body by exerting his magic power at will.

But Lin Fan did not do this, but instead used his magic power to make a little snow on himself.

After Lian Xiuqi opened the door, he saw the heavy snow on Lin Fan's body, sighed slightly, and said, "Get up, go into the house and rest for a while."

Lin Fan hurriedly stood up and shook off the snow on his body: "No, no, Master, it's okay, I'll help you pick up the feces."

"I have been selected for a long time yesterday." Lian Xiuqi said.

"It's okay, do whatever you want, how can you stop doing whatever you want?" Lin Fan said, picked up the dung bucket and ran out.

Lian Xiuqi is speechless, and there is still someone who loves this industry?

Anyway, he didn't believe it, and this kid must have wanted to do something.

Lin Fan walked around casually in the back mountain. Now he has the identity of a disciple of Lian Xiuqi, so he can indeed walk around casually.

As long as you don’t leave the Changhong Sword Sect, nothing will happen.

Of course, Lin Fan doesn’t like to pick up feces, he is trying to find out the news.

These elders, even the lower people in the palace of the head of the palace, received some unconfidential news, such as the rough relationships within the Changhong Sword Sect.

After Lin Fan found out clearly, he also realized it in his heart.

A smile appeared on his face.

Jiang Wenbin was walking on the mountain road in the back mountain at this time.

Beside him were four elite disciples of the Changhong Sword Sect.

These people are not old, and Jiang Wenbin is only twenty-seven years old. He is young and has entered the early stage of understanding the fairyland. He is also a member of the royal family of Qi, and is also the beloved disciple of the Changhong Sword Sect and the Great Elder Xu Wenshi.

With these identities, even in the Changhong Sword Sect, he was one of the best generations in the first place.

Today he received a message from his master and came to his master's house as a guest. He even brought four disciples whom he had been quite flattering to him on weekdays.

The five people were chatting on the mountain road, with smiles on their faces.

This back mountain is basically a mountain path.

At a corner, suddenly, a man jumped into a feces bucket and collided with Jiang Wenbin. The feces in the feces bucket were spilled on Jiang Wenbin.

"ah!"

Jiang Wenbin smelled the stench on his body and was immediately furious!

You know, although I am Xu Wenshi's beloved disciple, who is Xu Wenshi?

He is the great elder of the Changhong Sword Sect and has many disciples.

It’s not that you can see your master casually.

Today he dressed up specially and was dressed in luxurious clothes. He was stained with this feces. How can he meet his master?

"You are blind!" A disciple of Changhong Sword Sect next to Jiang Wenbin changed his face when he saw this, and pointed at Lin Fan and scolded: "What are you doing? He actually hit Prince Jiang and even sprinkled this filthy thing on him!"

"Shut up." Jiang Wenbin glared at this guy with a gloomy look, and this guy was still yelling.

Are you afraid that there are not enough people who know?

The man also came to his senses and hurriedly shut up.

Lin Fan dressed as a servant, as if he was a specialist in working as a man who carried manure.

"Ah, emperor, prince." Lin Fan was 'smacked' and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm making a mistake. I'll wipe it off for the prince."

"Why do you want to wipe it?" Jiang Wenbin gritted his teeth slightly, trying to get angry, but he also knew where this was.

This is the back mountain of the Changhong Sword Sect. This place is very strict and is not a place where you can get angry.

It can even be said that the rules here are stricter than those in the Qi Palace.

If someone dares to take his anger on himself like this in the palace, he must kill him.

But here, I can only hold back this breath for the time being, look back and find out who this guy is, and then cause trouble for him.

Jiang Wenbin's eyes showed a vicious look and said, "Let's go first, find a place to cleanse these filthy things before talking about it."

After saying that, Jiang Wenbin was about to leave with his hands behind his back.

When passing by Lin Fan, Lin Fan stretched forward without any trace.

Suddenly, Jiang Wenbin was tripped and smashed his face towards the feces bucket.

At this time, we have to say that Jiang Wenbin is worthy of being a master in the Immortal Realm.

Even when he was weightless, he still changed direction and hurriedly fell to the road on the left.

It happened here by chance.

When Jiang Wenbin first poured into the feces bucket, the disciple of Changhong Sword Sect next to him rushed up and kicked the feces bucket to the left.

In this way, with the close cooperation of Jiang Wenbin and his friend, his face still hit him.

With a bang.

The air solidified instantly.

The disciple of the Changhong Sword Sect's heart was beating wildly. While Jiang Wenbin's head was still stuck in the feces bucket and he didn't know who kicked it, he hurried back, for fear that Jiang Wenbin would find out.

At this time, Jiang Wenbin slowly pulled his head out of the feces bucket.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at Lin Fan: "You are looking for death, do you know who I am?"

Lin Fan showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said, "Your Highness, you bumped into it by yourself, and everyone has seen it with their own eyes."

After saying that, Lin Fan looked at the guy who had kicked the toilet before.

The man also hurriedly said, "Prince, you accidentally didn't step on your feet just now. None of us will tell you about this matter."

"Yu Hailin! Shut up." Jiang Wenbin gasped and clenched his fists and said, "It was this person who tripped me!"

The other three nodded quickly and stabbed the knife: "Yes, this person tripped. The prince originally reacted quickly and wanted to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Yu Hailin even inserted his hand and kicked the dung bucket to the place where you were hiding."

When Yu Hailin heard this, he looked at the three people helplessly.

The three of them smiled and glanced at Yu Hailin.

All four of them are very talented, but they have no background and finally hugged Jiang Wenbin's thigh.

It is better for three people to be licking dogs than for four people to be licking dogs.

There will be more benefits that can be obtained from Jiang Wenbin in the future.

Of course, we have to tell the truth.

"Okay, OK, it seems that Yu Hailin, you colluded with this bastard who carries the feces and killed this guy who carries the feces for me!" Jiang Wenbin said in a deep voice.

Lin Fan felt relieved and finally took the bait.

He was also worried that Jiang Wenbin would not dare to kill people here.
Chapter completed!