My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"I am a small person now, but in the future may not..." "Just him?

Is it worth training?

Do you still want to accept him as a disciple?

I see that expression, it's probably not good..." Shi Lan Yu shook his head.

Ye Fan said with emotion: "Xiaoyu...no one, no emperor, is really eternal..." "Pangu, Fuxi, Nüwa, the Devil Dragon Emperor, Queen of Thousand Faces...the great emperor will leave One day..." "I can't compare with them, but sooner or later, I will leave."

"Humankind needs fresh blood, new hope, new leader..." Shi Lan Yu muttered, "Even if you want to find a successor, you should at least choose a high starting point?"

"This guy is just amazing, and he's not too young. Ten statues are more talented than him."

"This kind of strength, in the Taishi plane, grab a lot, and come to a holy realm, he can't survive."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, how long has it been since you met me now?"

"I can't remember, after all, I always use time difference to practice," Shi Lanyu said.

"Do you think I am older than those ten demon kings and **** kings?"

"Then you need to ask?

Compared with you, Ye Fan, they are old monsters [New Biqule Pavilion www.biqule.vip]! "

Ye Fan nodded, "Yes, so...younger doesn't necessarily mean weak, and older doesn't necessarily mean low potential."

"In my opinion, there are certain qualities in Zhuang He that some so-called geniuses lack."

"Of course, it may be my misguided look..." "Just treat it as a seed. Cultivate more seeds. Can you be sure which one will germinate?"

Shi Lanyu smiled and said, "I don't bother to think so much, Ye Fan said he is a seed, so be it!"

Ye Fan squeezed the woman's little cheek in an adoring manner, "Have you done what you did?"

"OK! Xiao Yu is on the job, Lord Sword God, don't worry!"

Shi Lanyu made a gesture.

"well!"

"Kiss!"

When Lan Yu pouted.

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry. This Nizi was getting older, but she became more and more acting like a baby. There was nothing she could do with her.

"Kiss is not enough, let's play something exciting..." "What?"

"Remember... that time in the Kingdom of Heaven?"

Shi Lanyu blushed and hugged the man... After three days, it was finally the day of the battle between Canjian and Dragon Girl.

Compared with the challenge of Ren Ping's life last time, the audience and fans at the Yuncheng Lunjiantai this time are even more full.

Two hours ago, a large number of people had been transmitted from all directions, and even from various worlds.

"These... are all here to see the sword tonight?"

In the Lunjiantai headquarters building, Ye Fan and a few women looked down.

Tens of thousands of people in Wuyangyang are all beside the Lunjiantai.

The nearby commercial street vendors are making a lot of money.

"Husband, don't you know, among the top ten, apart from Can Jian, Qinglan has the most fans."

Su Qingxue proudly said: "Our swordsmanship and broadcast copyright fees are enough to build a hundred swordsmanship platforms."

"The nature of a capitalist is hard to change..." Ye Fan smiled.

"Look, husband, most of Can Jian is female fans, while Qinglan has both male fans and female fans," Nian Ru Jiao said happily for her sister.

"Qinglan, did you fight with your own appearance?"

Ye Fan asked.

"Well, I don't think there is anything that can't meet people," Feng Qinglan said.

Ye Fan said sourly: "No wonder there are so many male fans..." "Hey, Brother Ye Fan is jealous," Foggy Night said with a smile.

"Lanlan! Come on! You can do it! It's tonight if you reach the top of the sword!"

Xiao Huaisu was cheering up the good sisters, and also deliberately changed the shirts around the fans with the words "Dragon Girl" printed on them.

Feng Qinglan said helplessly: "Susu, can you be normal? It's a shame."

"What's wrong, you see so many people supporting you, you represent the glory of our sister group!"

"That's because Xin'er didn't fight..." Feng Qinglan said.

"By the way, why didn't Xiner make a move?

Isn't she the favorite to fight and play? "

Ye Fan asked.

"My sister said, this Lunjiantai competition system, she feels boring, she is waiting for the God of War list!"

Du Yoona replied with a smile.

Ye Fan laughed and said, "She is a chicken thief. With this rule, she may not be as good as Qinglan..." "Who are you talking about behind?"

Xiao Xiner put on a red leather jacket and walked in bravely.

Like Xu Lingshan, women recently cut their head-to-shoulder haircuts, adding a bit of self-confidence.

"Don't I praise you, you have eyesight," Ye Fan said with a smile.

Xiao Xin'er gave him a white look, then turned to Feng Qinglan and said, "Lanlan, if that remnant sword dares to use despicable means, I will burn him on the spot!"

"Don't worry, I know what this battle means..." "Ye Fan, would you say that Can Jian knows that we deliberately tried to trick him, so he just abstained?"

Ling Yuwei asked.

"No," Ning Zimo said: "Can Jian took great pains to get the first place. Once he abstained from voting, his image would collapse, and all his previous achievements would be abandoned."

"Ning'er is right, he will definitely come... but we must know that we are staring at him, so Qinglan must be careful."

Feng Qinglan took a deep breath and nodded.

With the expectation of tens of thousands of fans inside and outside the audience, the lights of Lunjiantai looked at.

Feng Qinglan stepped onto the ring, standing proudly in a fiery red uniform.

Amid a lot of screams, Can Jian deliberately passed through the crowd passage under the **** of security personnel.

With long hair fluttering, wearing a black mask, and a little dust on his body, he hurried over like a dusty desert knight.

The taste of the vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes has made many fans feel distressed and intoxicated.

"Ahem..." On the ring, Can Jian took off his mask and coughed twice, revealing a haggard look in his eyes.

"Ah-Xiaojian looks so hard!"

"These people are really despicable. They even challenge the sword and don't let him rest. It's hard to beat the cold from the heights. Being the first is too tired!"

"The Dragon Girl seems to have something to do with the Lunjiantai official. Could it be that I knew that Brother Canjian was ill, and only then started the battle?"

A group of Fan Jian fans talked.

Fans of Dragon Girl refused.

"You guys are cheap! Pretending to be haggard, can you still get sick if you are number one on the sword list?"

"Our Dragon Girl is really able to fight for it. Are the other people in the top ten acting with Dragon Girl?"

"Ren hasn't played in his entire life, so why is Can Jian tired?

The first one who got mixed up by luck..." The two fans spat.

"It's not a fight yet, is there going to be a war outside?"

Ye Fan frowned.

"Husband, don't worry, this was foreseeable", Su Qingxue said: "Look, there are troops that will maintain order."

The robot men of the Cloud Group drove into the field at this time and used energy barriers to block waves of people.

Ye Fan's tongue is stubborn, all right?

"All the fuss, the little scene," Chu Yunyao said lightly while sitting in front of the window not far away, shaking the glass of red wine.

"Sister Yunyao, the equipment is ready. Once the Remnant Sword uses that dark matter, it should be able to capture it."

"In addition, Sister Ai'er also went to the venue, planning to use the particle barrier to capture dark matter at any time."

Ji Wanqing came over and said at this moment.

Chu Yunyao's eyes flickered, and she muttered with interest: "Very good...I want to see what you are."

On the sword stand, Can Jian showed an elegant smile.

"I have heard that the dragon girl is beautiful and beautiful. I saw it today and it was well-deserved."

"Sword out," Feng Qinglan said lightly.

The fans in the stands quit.

"What are you pulling?

Praising you for a stinky face? "

"Catch it! Scheming bitch!"

Ye Fan, who was watching the battle, was also annoyed. He pointed and cursed: "Bad son! The woman who hooked me!?

Use him to praise! ? "

Su Qingxue grabbed the man by the arm, "Husband, calm down, you have to teach him and wait until the end of the game, this live broadcast!"

The wind is clear and unmoved.

Can Jian is a gentleman who stretched out his hand, "I respect women, ladies first, please..." "The first move may not necessarily take advantage..." "Heh..." Can Jian smiled humorously, "In that case, let's go together." .

As soon as Can Sword's voice fell, he took off the huge broken sword wrapped around the cloth strips, the seemingly clumsy big sword, as light as nothing in his hand, and very agile.

A beautiful sword flower won the applause.

"These guys are slapped, playing tricks!"

Ye Fan spit out.

Feng Qinglan looked disdainful, and she didn't like this fancy sword skill.

A little bit, Feng Qinglan turned into a red sparkle, taking advantage of the other side's playing handsome, attacking a key hole in Can Jian!