My Cold and Beautiful Wife

1749

Although Ye Fan’s Yu Jian is flying very fast, from the boundary of the Eastern Emperor Sect to the Han Guangmen, it will not be able to reach an hour or two.

On the way, it would be boring to not talk.

When Lan Yu was particularly curious about Nian Rujiao, he asked what it was, the cause and effect of the matter.

Ye Fan did not know where to start. After all, he pretended to be a cold star, and he did not talk to his family.

It is naturally awkward to explain now.

But this is the end of the matter, Ye Fan is not good enough to conceal, I had to tell about it.

When the blue rain heard, suddenly his eyes were different again and again, "Hey, Ye Fan brother, you are too bad, so evil, good women have been hooked away by you..."

"What expression do you have? I am evil, why are you still laughing?" Ye Fan’s evaluation of the girl is speechless.

"Because you always call me a little demon girl, a little fox or something, people are also very evil."

You think, people originally pretended to be Sister Sue, you pretend to be her husband, indicating that we have the same taste, and the encounter is also destined! ”

When the blue rain covered his mouth, he laughed, as if he had discovered the New World, a pair of eyes that "you are also such a person."

Ye Fan pouted, was said to be speechless, and cleared his throat. In fact, he also felt that his original choice was a bit of evil, but it was malicious.

Nian Rujiao listened to them and said a lot, couldn't help but say: "Where are you talking about the language?"

Ye Fan hesitated and said: "Gillian, I didn't tell you before, in fact, I came from a very distant place, our language is different from the ancient fairy world."

"Oh..." Nian Rujia nodded. "It turned out to be like this. No wonder, you haven't appeared for a long time..."

Ye Fan’s heart is awkward, and he has left the ancient fairyland for a few months. Is this a long time for the monk?

But when I think about it, during this time, Nian Rujiao is afraid that it will be a long time. For her, it is really long.

"You...you haven't told me, your name..." Nian Rujia said weakly.

She did not understand Ye Fan in fact, but her own affairs, Ye Fan is clear, it is really unfair.

Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly and found that he had not introduced it, so he said: "You call me Ye Fan."

"Ye...Sail...Yes..." Nian Rujiao recited the pronunciation, which seemed to be silently recorded.

When the blue rain asked: "Ye Fan brother, let's go to the cold door, what if the person ran?"

"Run?" Ye Fan sneered: "Where can he go?"

Chatting and chatting, I have already arrived at the land of Hanlu City.

Seeing the city below that is different from Aoki Castle, I liked it with blue rain. "Wow, Ye Fan, this city is beautiful, wait for the bad guy, can we come here to play?"

Ye Fan is the heart of the heart, subconsciously looking to the side of the Nian Rujiao, found that the woman is also looking at him.

The two men looked at each other and quickly moved their eyes away.

There are too many memories belonging to them in this city. Under the false masks and identities, the real emotions are revealed.

When Lan Yu saw Ye Fan didn't answer, he looked back and found the complex expression of the two men. He snorted and said: "The sour smell of love..."

The terrain in front is changing, the clouds are haunting, and the mountains are steep.

"Come on, Gillian, waiting for these old guys will inevitably keep the cold clouds, everything has me, you don't have to waste your tongue with them," Ye Fan said to the woman around.

Nian Rujiao knows that she is also a little bit light, nodded, "I know all about it."

Ye Fan is familiar with this place and flies directly to the main hall of the cold light.

At the same time, Ye Fan directly released the double disintegration, and the whole person's pressure suddenly rose to a state of long habitat.

Ye Fan also confessed to the snakes on his shoulders. "Eat so much, this time you see your performance, no convergence."

Xiaojin suddenly came to the spirit. It was boring and dead. After flying out, he recovered into a shape of a dragon beast of more than two hundred meters, screaming and diving toward the cold hall!

The Hanguang Gate is obviously ready for a long time. At this time, a large number of elders and doormen are around the main peak.

Feeling the pressure of sudden drop, and the golden glitter, like a dragon beast, the group of cold light swordsmanship has changed dramatically!

"Boom!!"

Xiaojin’s hundreds of tons of body fell on the temple of cold light, four platinum claws were cut, the boulder collapsed, the girders broke, and half of the hall went down, and the smoke was flying!

"Roar!--"

The sense of pleasure of vandalism makes Xiaojin happy and straight, fanning huge wings and raising a strong hurricane!

This strong wind made the mountain fly on the sandstone, and a large number of ornaments were blown away and messy.

The original group of people who were still planning to guard the main hall of the cold door sword repair, scared to escape.

They found that this monster has a breath of plasticity, and this dragon beast, the combat power is definitely not comparable to the general human spirit!

A few figures of the sword fell in front of the collapsed hall, a personal face, complex expressions are difficult to say, mostly mindful.

Ye Fan took two women and fell on a falling boulder. Behind it was Xiaojin, facing a group of people who were in charge of the cold door.

At first glance, the ancestral cold rain of the mountain ran out of the door, the cold of the head, the cold elders of the elders, the elders of the refining sorcerer and the elders of the law enforcement Liao, and all the core figures have already arrived.

Hundreds of swords in the Hanguang Gate, at this time also gathered back, followed by, nervously looking at Ye Fan.

In a few months, the emperor Jian Xiu of the Megatron ancient fairy spirits returned again, and even brought a dragon beast of the spiritual realm, once again refreshed their understanding!

How did the ancient fairy spirit suddenly emerged as a metamorphosis master? !

"What do you mean, what is the point of our cold door that offends you..." The cold ancestor personally stepped forward and asked in a dignified look.

Watching Ye Fan's dragon beast destroy the iconic main peak of the main hall, but did not dare to counterattack, in fact, they have made them feel very shameful, and their faces are naturally ugly.

Ye Fan glanced at him and said: "The people are very neat, why isn't Han Yuntao?"

At the moment, the head of the cold was slamming and slamming: "Because the monsters are rampant in recent days, the inferior is going to the other place to go to the demon, not at the gate."

"Is it?" Ye Fan said with a blank expression: "That is immediately called, let him come back, come to me."

Han Hui sweats his forehead and doesn't know what to pick up.

The old ancestors cold rain is the color: "Dare to ask your lord, why are you looking for Yuntao?"

Ye Fan is not nonsense, directly said: "I want him to die."

The people in the cold light door are chilling, and the killing of Ye Fan released at this moment has made them feel that the heart is uncomfortable.

The elders cold winter forest is the eyelids beating, the old man looking at the jiaojiao, his eyes complex.

The head of the cold sneer smiled and said: "Oh... oh, I wonder if there is a misunderstanding, how can the little darling provoke you?

Ru Jiao, you explain and explain, what is going on here? Do not let us cold door, suffered no loss. ”

At this moment, Han Hui and others turned their attention to Nian Rujiao.

Nian Rujiao looked at a group of seniors of the cold door, the heartstrings were tight, and the pressure was greatly increased. The lips were biting, the complexion was white, and the eyes gradually became moist...

But she remembered the words of Ye Fan’s confession, and she did not scream.

"Hey!!"

Only heard a heavy metal accent, awakened people at the place!

I saw it, a black giant sword, exudes a sigh of anger, has appeared in the hands of Ye Fan, and plunged into the hard rock!

Ye Fan looked at the cold door coldly. "I finally said it again, called Han Yuntao and died."

Han Hui and others have been unable to withstand this pressure. After all, they have seen the strength of Ye Fan in Hongyue Island. They know that there is only one dead end.

At this moment, the ancestors of the cold rain all guarded the gods, secretly running the real yuan, step forward and said: "Hello, Yuntao is the first genius of our cold door, the head of the future.

Although you are strong, we can't arbitrarily bury the treasures of Zongmen.

If you want to kill him, at least give us a reason, give a solid evidence, so that it is justified, we can convince us! ”

When the voice just fell, Ye Fan was already too lazy to talk about anything.

"Hey!!"

The black giant sword was pulled out from the rock in an instant. The heavy weight was under the one-arm manipulation of Ye Fan, but it was as light as a feather.

Ye Fan's body turned into a glaring golden light, sketching a lightning-fast arc!

One person and one sword, take the cold rain ancestors face!

The hair of the ancestors of the cold rain has been erected. This close-range pressure makes him feel that death is never approaching!

"Falling the rain sword!"

The ancestors of the cold rain had been on alert for a long time, calling out the swords of the refining spirits seven times. The body pulled back and swayed the swordsmanship like a raindrop, and rushed toward Ye Fan!

The blue-sword-like meaning of the raindrops, with the increase of the flying distance, the power continues to increase!

Ye Fan did not sneak at all, waving a giant sword, and even drawing two golden and red flames of unparalleled swords, as if two fire dragons roared and staggered!

The falling rain sword is on the black giant sword, which seems to be a drop of water, but it has a steel ball-like sound!

The pressure of the two longevity realms is abruptly close!

"Hey!!-"

Intensive, like the sound of a thunder, the hundreds of swords shook and stunned, and it was difficult to breathe!

Ye Fan is like a fierce rushing into the front, violent speed and strength, forcibly smashing the thousands of horses!

The cold ancestor wanted Ye Fan to have only a long-lived pressure. It is estimated that he did not dare to use the strength of the sky, and he was afraid to recruit a day to punish, so he wanted to use a defensive way to open the distance.

Try to let the other party know that he is not a good deal, and it is not good to fight it down, but he found that his ideas are too naive!

Even if it is the pressure of the long habitat, the combat power of Ye Fan, this kind of battle that is ruined and ruined, is not something he can resist!

Ye Fan is like a very unreasonable mad warrior. After breaking through a cold raindrop, when it comes out again, it is already in front of the cold rain ancestors!

The face of the cold ancestors was distorted and frightened: "No!!-"

But his screaming has no meaning at all!

Ye Fan's wrist turned a giant sword, using the thick sword as a weapon, and he was so ruthless that he shot the whole person down!

"what!--"

The cold ancestors screamed screamingly, and his heavenly swordsman’s bodyguards couldn’t stop the emperor’s sword!

I saw that the whole person had hit a stone wall and the stone wall was shattered!

The cold ancestor's body slipped, and the legs were directly smashed and smashed. Like the two soft noodles, the flesh and blood are blurred...

In the blink of an eye, the longevity of the mountain ancestors and the cold rain, it became a disability of the legs!

The key, this is already Ye Fan deliberately did not kill him, his hands are in love!

"Is there a reason?" Ye Fanxiao laughed, his hand slammed the giant sword, his eyes indifferently sweeping a circle, cold voice: "kill an ant, why and so on?"