My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Can't you still be a ghost?" Liu Mei raised her schoolgirl upright.

Ye Fanxin said that the little girl was very angry.

Tian Wang Xiuwei, the fire dragon blood, should be the leader of this group of students.

A bit more tempered, but understandable.

"Little girl, you misunderstood, I am not a student here," Ye Fan explained with a smile.

He just wanted to find someone who was in charge of Shenlong's management, and it was estimated that this girl was considered to be inferior to Shenlong's.

"Little girl? Who is your name? How old are you?" The girl asked in dissatisfaction.

Ye Fan touched his face, almost forgot, and he looked very young.

"Chairman, it seems that he is really not a student. I am familiar with the students in the college. I have never seen this person," said a child from a nearby clan.

"Yes, and the clothes he wears are well-designed. Where can I buy this type of clothes now?" A female student scorned.

Ye Fan looked at his short-sleeved shorts, as for? Can you still see the style in this dress?

"Little girl, they call you president? Who are you?"

Ye Fan wondered, if the little girl had a high status, she could directly ask her to take her to find the senior members of Shenlong's.

"Surely you are not from Shenlong City? We don't even know President Zhuang?" A group of students were full of vigilance.

The girl frowned and said, "My name is Zhuang Mengdie, and I am the president of the Student Union of Kyushu College Shenlongcheng Branch.

I ask you, who are you if you are not a student? Why does it appear in the college?

Who gave you the keys and how did you get into the Tibetan Cabinet?

Frankly! Say, are you here to steal! ? "

Zhuang Mengdie also became suspicious and asked a series of questions.

"It turned out to be the president of the Student Union ... that's useless."

Ye Fan shook his head with regret. He was in a hurry and naturally didn't have the time to go around the corners with them.

"My name is Ye Fan, and it is also from Shenlong. Have you heard of me?" Ye Fan asked.

Several students looked at each other.

"Ye Fan?"

"The descendants of the Shenlong family called Ye Fan, there are eight hundred and one thousand, who knows you?"

"Wait ... it sounds familiar."

"The one who fights the two demon kings, Gared and Gretney, is also called Emperor Ye Fan?

"Isn't that rumored? Someone called Leng Xingchen! Not sure yet ..."

Zhuang Mengdie frowned, "You wouldn't say, are you the emperor swordsman?"

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "It's me."

"..."

The scene was quiet for a while.

"Flop ..."

I don't know who laughed first, then a group of students laughed.

"Smile to me! Haha! Is this kid having a problem in his head?"

"He said he was an imperial swordsman?"

"Demon king-level powerhouse, come to our hidden cabinet to steal things?"

"Don't say something decent ..."

Ye Fan was speechless for a while. He rarely opened his door to tell the truth. Why didn't these children believe?

"Hmm ..." Zhuang Mengdie sneered, disdainfully: "Are you an emperor swordsman? The lady is still the old ancestor!"

Ye Fan sighed and shook his head.

Forget it anyway, it doesn't matter if these kids don't believe it, he just goes to the Shenlong City to talk to someone.

Ye Fan's consciousness swept across the city. Although this dragon city is ridiculously large, fortunately, the location of the college is still the center.

He searched and immediately found the ancestral location of Shenlong.

Although it can be transferred directly, Ye Fan also wants to take a look at the city to see if there are any clues to the Dragon Temple.

With this in mind, Ye Fan rose straight into the air.

"Thief! Want to run after being dismantled !?"

When Zhuang Mengdie saw this, she directly condensed a group of dragon-level dragons.

In the direction of Ye Fan, the volley turned into a flame dragon claw.

A fire dragon claw went down, trying to drag Ye Fan back directly.

But Ye Fan didn't even see it. When he waved his arm with his backhand, he broke the dragon's claws just like smashing a cucumber stick.

Pure physical strength is useless even for repair.

A group of students were dumbfounded and Zhuang Mengdie froze.

This guy ... is the body hit hard! ?

Do not! Iron is not so tough!

"Chairman! Isn't this mysterious man the murderer?"

"murderer!?"

When Zhuang Mengdie heard it, she looked pale.

Seeing Ye Fan fluttering away, Zhuang Mengdie bit her silver teeth and took out a golden dragon-shaped short tube.

After Long Yan ignited, a short tube burst shot a golden light!

"Cough! Bang!"

The sky blew a red dragon pattern.

Ye Fan couldn't help but look back, what the hell? Flares?

Also, what does the murderer mean? Who died?

At the moment when the red light of the dragon pattern emerged, the academy was in all directions, and hundreds of forces of at least chaos suddenly came closer.

Among them, there are even dozens of clan powerhouses who opened the heavens.

"Hum, now see where he is going!"

"Chairman, let's retreat, lest he be taken hostage!"

Zhuang Mengdie's face was firm. "What's the matter? How can the children of the clan be so timid?"

"No, President, if this person is really a murderer, even Yao Lao has been killed by him ... then ... then ..."

"If he killed Yao Lao, it would be useless to escape!

listen! This is Shenlong City. Can we retreat there?

The fire dragon orders were all issued. What other waves could this guy turn? "

Zhuang Mengdie reprimanded several students around her, and a group of students immediately smashed their teeth and glared at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan couldn't help but smile, okay ... just arrived, somehow became a "killer"?

But this little girl seems quite proud.

Ye Fan naturally knew what this flares meant, but he was not angry.

Instead, I was quite happy.

There is such a good thing, I didn't say it early, but also saved him trouble, gathered all the masters in the city.

The closest one is, the atmosphere in several colleges is approaching first.

Those holy places and below, there are thousands of breaths, too much, Ye Fan did not care too much.

Thousands of children of the clan were quickly surrounded by the original empty Tibetan Cabinet.

Everyone released Xiuwei, fully focused, and watched Ye Fan as an uninvited guest.

A blue thunderbolt, like a sky-thundering dragon, blasted a light arc and descended over the Tibetan Pavilion.

It was a middle-aged man in a black robe, fluttering and solemn.

Ye Fan has also seen the blood of the White Tiger's Thunderstorm Realm.

"Have met Dean Bai Qu!"

Shouts of respectful shouts from the scene were quite respectful.

Ye Fan was a little surprised. The dean of Shenlong City was actually the Baihus?

But if you think about it, you will understand that it is mostly to avoid some gossip and to be fair among students.

"Who issued the Fire Dragon Order?"

Bai Qu began to ask a question, but stared at Ye Fan as if locking all the escape possibilities.