Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The town is more remote, but it is much better than Qingshan Village.

The arrival of the two couples made many demon races avoid it.

However, there are also some demon clans who look at the rumored and murderous Yan Xueli, with some worship in their eyes.

"Don't say, the female devil has strong strength and has a strong posture."

"Oh, the female demon head does have the appearance of a fallen city, but this look, I see that she is sustained by killing demons, I don't know how many demon clans died at her hands."

"The strength of the demon world is supreme, if you want to blame, you can only blame those fools, who dare to provoke the female devil, it is simply looking for death."

"After

all, Yan Xueli is the daughter of the Mandate of Heaven, and the battle with the geniuses of all races during this period has become famous, and it does not prevent a group of admirers.

And Yan Xueli walked step by step on the counterattack road of the Mandate of Heaven, and the killing behind it can be described as extremely deep, and in the demon world, it is the existence of strength and deterrence.

Whether it is a demon race or a human race, or other races, the demon world respects the strong, and Yan Xueli is one of the strong, countless women are in awe of her, after all, Yan Xueli not only has the appearance of the city, but more importantly, she kills decisively!

Where the two passed, all the demons consciously gave way to a way.

"Madam, what did you find?"

Fan Yunmo could not detect the breath of the phantom fire, but Yan Xueli sensed it, and also vaguely felt a strange fluctuation, although she was not sure of the specific direction of the phantom fire, but the approximate range was found.

"It's a little difficult, although the thief's control over the ghost fire is not very high, and the phantom fire is in a worse state now, so to speak, it is the oil that runs out. But the man was a vicious man, and he carried the pain of burning and set up a prohibition. Yan

Xueli's eyebrows locked, and she always felt that there was something wrong with that ghost fire aura, as if she had deliberately rushed to her origin and wanted to devour it.

"Not a demon."

She recalled, saying the breath she felt: "And it's not like it belongs to this world, nor does it come from her previous life."

"Is it? Madam, do you say that it was done by your descendants of the Yan clan? "

Yan Xueli, as a saint in her last life, has an extraordinary status, and the way she wants to be buried is extremely unusual, and the Yan bloodline must also be very noble, such a human bloodline is obviously a handful.

Fan Yunmo felt that maybe it was the descendants of her Yan clan, and it was also possible to cultivate the phantom fire, after all, the world is so big, there are no wonders, and the Yan clan is a royal family in ancient times, and it is not impossible to leave so many descendants.

In this way, the problem that the ghost fire belongs to the same source can be explained.

Yan Xueli's eyes were dark, and he thought in his heart, even if he was really a descendant of the Yan clan, what could he do?

She is not a saint now, let alone accept any favors from the Yan family and be bound, Yan Xueli just wants to live with her own ideas and only do what she thinks is right.

For example..... Take your husband for yourself.

.......

Somewhere above a tea house.

The third floor overlooking the street.

Hearing the arrival of Fan Yunmo and Yan Xueli, the demons were talking about it.

You must know that the identities of Yan Xueli and Fan Yunmo are both extraordinary, they are the youngest half-step Earth Seed Realm Tianjiao, and the two are extremely talented, according to rumors, they can enter the Earth Seed Realm at any time.

And talking about Tianjiao is the norm in the demon world.

Suddenly, someone at the table next to him was drinking tea and asking, "Dare to ask Brother Tai, how did that female devil and the peach blossom demon's personal disciple get together?"

One demon replied casually: "Who knows, it is said that they have been together since the human world." "

Gee." The companion demon clan smacked his tongue: "It's really lucky, it's simply a female devil's head climbing high." After

the two demons rested, they got up and left.

And when they heard that it was the female emperor Gao Pan, the men showed a little shock.

"Don't be surprised, that's just the way it is." Zeng Yeye at the next table said to them: "As for Yan Xueli, it was the Yunling Sect that Brother Fan brought back when he was a child.

Some people wondered: "Could Fan Yunmo know that she will achieve the position of female emperor in the future, so ..." The

two tables were Zhao Qingge and the others.

After they encountered the demon palace to verify it, they went all the way to a remote place.

Not far away, I heard a noise from the rear, and vaguely heard the demons chanting: "Female Devil Head" and "Dear Disciple"

did not think much, they could only hide in the lively street market.

If the group leaves directly with the sword, it will only attract attention.

Zeng Yeye continued: "Brother Fan has a good talent and background, if you really want to talk about it, it is indeed Yan Xueli who climbs high, after all, she has not yet achieved the imperial throne, but Brother Fan is fast.

"In that case, what is this brother's intention to marry the future female emperor?" Zhao Qingge carefully stood on the side of the third floor, squatting and preparing to watch.

Zeng Yeye thought for a moment and hesitated: "Maybe I like it." "

Otherwise, with that sick character, he would have run early."

Ye Yan did not evaluate, after all, it was the choice of the mortal brother.

.......

The white clouds in the sky were floating, the breeze was blowing, and a familiar coolness suddenly struck, making Zhao Qingge and the others on the tea floor instantly stiffen, and the expressions on their faces also froze, as if they had been cast a stilling technique.

And the originally noisy street suddenly fell silent, so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

The streets soon greeted a pair of people holding hands and shoulder to shoulder.

They strolled in.

Zhao Qingge held her breath and stared, and her gaze fell.

Yan Xueli was dressed in deep black, and the icy cold aura deliberately emitted lingered, and her red eyes showed a waveless indifference, which made the demons can't help but retreat.

The sunlight shone on her snow-white face, and it also looked particularly cold, as if it had become the reflection of moonlight, and the whole face seemed to be covered with a thin veil, hazy and beautiful.

Her expression was as calm as water, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Zhao Qingge looked at the familiar and unfamiliar her under the street, and felt that after the lack of the future, Yan Xueli brought them a sense of oppression, although her temperament was still indifferent as water, but she was more weak at this time.

When Yan Xueli looked at Fan Yunmo on the side, there seemed to be a soft pool brewing under her eyes, and a shallow smile would appear at the corner of her mouth, like the warm sun after the snow stopped in early winter, with spring-like hope, illuminating the entire ice and snow.

This is Zhao Qingge, and all the people who will be mutilated by her in the future, have never seen the appearance, can't help but fall into confusion, why does Yan Xueli really feel?

Obviously in the future, she was shrouded in fog, she couldn't see through, but she couldn't help but want to understand, but in the end, she found that Yan Xueli never treated them as people, but a toy that was disassembled at will.

"He is Fan Yunmo....?"

He stood next to Yan Xueli, looking like a talented woman.

Because of the angle, Zhao Qingge couldn't see Fan Yunmo's face clearly from the bottom of the eye, but just by the outline of the side face, he knew that this was definitely a gentleman and extremely elegant.

The warmth of the years seemed to flow between the two, and the clouds in the sky also drifted quietly, as if they might fall at any time, enveloping the two of them.

Zhao Qingge silently clenched his fists, his face was obscure, silently closed his eyes and poured out a mouthful of annoyance, raised his eyes again, his gaze returned to calm, but there was already an indifferent look sweeping towards this side.

It's Yan Xueli!

She originally followed the feelings, her steps were slow, but with an indescribable pride, but she inexplicably noticed that someone was hostile to Yun Mo, so she followed the hostility and saw Zhao Qingge above the teahouse.

The sunlight fell on her shoulders, her red eyes were hidden in the shadows, shining with cold, and she glanced at it with a violent anger, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, shooting directly at Zhao Qingge's soul, making her tremble!

But after a moment, she withdrew her gaze, and her heart was even more disgusted.

Fang Cai instantly felt that those eyes were suspicious of Yun Mo?

Yan Xueli's eyes suddenly deepened, and after not finding anything abnormal, he led Fan Yunmo to leave.

Just after walking not far, Fan Yunmo helplessly reminded: "Lady, look at the road, don't look at me."

Yan Xue pulled him to stop on the side of the street, stretched out his hands to hold the other party's face, and forcibly let Fan Yunmo meet his gaze.

"Lady, you..." Looking

at Fan Yunmo's black eyes that reflected his shadow, his eyes were still full of helplessness and indulgence, Yan Xueli couldn't help but hook his lips, smiling charmingly to all living beings, and his eyes flowed, shining.

She said justifiably: "Love to see, won't the husband give it?"

Fan Yunmo knew that she was talking about her eyes, so he replied softly: "Give, don't dig it, just don't dig it."

Yan Xueli chuckled: "My husband is my only one, and it's too late to hurt." "

Of course, the premise is that you are mine.

Fan Yunmo: "........," you didn't say that before.

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