Ling'er Was Pregnant

Ling'er Was Pregnant

When Lin Yueru finally reacted and hurried to use a countermeasure, it was already too late. In her haste, she accidentally cleaved the lantern hanging from the ceiling in two, and its shattered frame came crashing down toward her head.

Li Xiaoyao had always been a man who cherished beautiful women. Although he and Lin Yueru were at odds, when he saw what happened, he still hurriedly flew over, swept her into his arms, and dodged away.

Li Xiaoyao's rule of thumb was that a move's power didn't matter as much as looking cool. So even his rescue was a pleasure to watch. At a moment like this, he still couldn't resist showing off, carrying Lin Yueru a long way before finally landing.

The martial artists watching couldn't help praising him. Li Xiaoyao had learned the Lin Family Swordplay so quickly, and had even used it to defeat Lin Yueru. He really was a rare martial arts prodigy, and everyone was envious—some were downright jealous. With such an outstanding son-in-law, the Lin family looked set to hold the position of Martial Arts Alliance Leader of the Southern Wulin for another century.

Lin Tiannan was equally astonished by what he saw. In all his years roaming the martial world, he had never seen anyone so impressive. He quickly put a stop to his earlier plan to make Li Xiaoyao his son-in-law—and instead began thinking about making him his daughter's husband.

Seeing what Lin Tiannan was thinking, Wang Yue's eyes shifted as he decided to secure Li Xiaoyao's future. He hurriedly spoke up. "Fort Master Lin, Li Xiaoyao and I learned a few sword-flying techniques from the Wine Sword Immortal. We promised Senior Wine Sword Immortal we'd go to Mount Shu and ask Senior Sword Saint to take us