My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Wearing a black moiré brocade robe, the handsome boy brother is amazing!

With him, there is a pretty woman and three children.

Feng Qintian was holding a doll in his arms, and Feng Yunyan and the other pair of children followed behind.

Many people recognized Feng Qintian and hurriedly bowed their heads to greet them, calling "Young Palace Master" and "Young Master Qintian".

Even if Feng Qintian is a useless person, he dare not despise him.

Feng Qintian smiled triumphantly, holding the unwise child, came to Ye Fan and blocked his way.

"Feng Qingtian, what do you want to do?" Jian Yuzhu showed hatred and anger.

If she didn't know, if she did it here, she would only hit the arms of the Nine Heavens Palace, and she couldn't wait to rush to kill the beast.

"Jian Yuzhu, I used to be a colleague anyway, I am still your team leader, don't be so angry," Feng Qin Tian Yin Yang Wei Qi said.

"In front of the Sword God, how can you allow you to be presumptuous?" Xiao Wangge seemed to be a group of elders and majesty at this time.

Feng Qintian glanced at her contemptuously: "Why, this kid has become your new love? Does he have my father's body?"

Feng Qintian smiled evilly, showing a posture that he was not afraid of Xiao Wangge's hands.

In fact, he looks like a useless person now, if Xiao Wangge really started, he would really not be able to lose him.

"By the way, did you receive a gift from the young master?"

Feng Qintian showed a perverted smile, "The incense burner planted the head, such a potted plant as a gift, are you satisfied?"

"Feng Qingtian, don't be proud, I will kill you sooner or later!" Jian Yuzhu said coldly.

Ye Fan had no expression on his face, but asked indifferently, "These children are yours?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunyan hurriedly protected his sons and daughters and looked at Ye Fan nervously.

"Yes," Feng Qintian grinned: "How is it, it looks like me?"

He squeezed the face of the child in his arms, and the child looked innocent and blank.

Ye Fan looked at the wind and smoke, "Do you want the wind to catch the sky and die?"

Feng Yunyan was startled, hesitated for a while, looked at Feng Qintian fearfully, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Obviously, even if she wanted to, she didn't dare to say that.

"Haha!!" Feng Qintian laughed wildly: "Why, you are going to kill me? Dignified sword god, I'm just your defeated man."

"Come on, kill if you want, I can't wait! You'd better make me die a bit more painful, a bit miserable, and crush the whole body..."

Feng Qintian hugged the child and leaned close to Ye Fan with a big smile, with bloodshot eyes.

The child seemed to feel the fear, and started crying!

But Feng Qintian didn't mean to stop at all, and continued to provoke: "Come on! Are you not the Sword God?!"

"Where is your sword!? You dare not kill even me as a useless person!? Are you still afraid of me!?"

Ye Fan took a deep breath and looked towards Fengyun Smoke, "Let's take the child."

"Yeah!" Feng Yunyan burst into tears, whispering to let his children leave quickly, don't look at such a picture.

"Don't go!"

Feng Qintian screamed and snarled, "I am your man, the father of your child, did I let you go?"

Feng Yunyan hugged the two children and froze and shivered.

"It's so despicable. Use a child as a cover? How did you fall to this point?" Xiao Wangge said indignantly.

Feng Qintian said with a smile: "Mutual each other, don't you also use maternal love as a cover, and sleep with thousands of men?"

"You bullshit!!" Xiao Wangge dodged his eyes nervously.

Feng Qintian's face was gloomy, and he pinched his son's face with one hand, staring at Ye Fan.

"The surname Ye, I advise you, let your people be honest, the first in the eight-door competition, if you don't give us the Nine Heavens Palace, then you have to be careful..."

"Don't think that if you play the sword hard, nothing will happen..."

"In this world, everyone has weaknesses. Like you, self-proclaimed kind and just guys are not my opponents at all!"

"Just because of a few little kids, you dare not kill me on the spot because of the so-called principle, how can you play with me?"

"Haha... I tell you, even if I am inferior to you, at least... I have no principles! There is no bottom line!"

After speaking, Feng Qintian laughed, holding the crying child, and walked away swaggeringly.

Feng Yunyan was full of guilt and gratitude, nodded towards Ye Fan, and then left.

"How did Feng Jiuxiao raise such a monster..." Jian Yuzhu gritted his teeth.

"Because the real monster is Feng Jiuxiao himself," Xiao Wangge sighed.

Ye Fan glanced at Xiao Wangge unexpectedly. Rarely, this woman became "normal".

"Mrs. Xiao, Princess Yuzhu, long time no see."

A voice full of breath came.

The man with a shawl and long hair and a blue waistcoat in a military uniform looks very young, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

"Yun San? Is it really you?" Xiao Wangge frowned.

"The wind is over, what are you going crazy? Why do you want to help the father and son?" Jian Yuzhu was indignant.

Feng Yun San looked deeply at the woman walking away, "That's my sister, Yun Yan."

Xiao Wangge's mother and daughter were shocked, and immediately understood everything.

"Despicable..." Jian Yuzhu shook his head, already wondering what to say.

Ye Fan had already guessed it, and asked with a smile: "Are you the eldest brother Feng Yue said?"

"Tayue... still be my eldest brother?"

Feng Yunsan laughed at himself and said: "Tell her for me, I am not worthy."

"You didn't hurt her, why don't you deserve it?"

"Helping the devil is torturing, and man and **** are angry", the situation is scattered in a daze.

Ye Fan smiled and said: "You can also rein in a cliff, and there may not be no turning point."

"Heh... Ye Fan, I know you are an emperor swordsman, and I have studied your record, but this time... it's not your decision."

Feng Yun dissipated and said sternly: "I'm here to say sorry to you in advance."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"This time the eight-door competition, I must get the first place... If I meet your people, I'm sorry, I won't be merciful."

After Feng Yun San finished speaking, he solemnly bowed, "No need to forgive me, just beg you not to anger my sister and children..."

After speaking, Feng Yunsan turned his head and left.

Looking at the back with a touch of tragic and solemnity, Xiao Wangge sighed: "This child, it's a hard life."

"He has been imprisoned by Feng Jiuxiao for so long, this time Da Bi is so confident?" Jian Yuzhu said unexpectedly.

"Being imprisoned does not mean that you have not made progress," Xiao Wangge said: "According to my observation, there is indeed a lot of progress."

Ye Fan smiled playfully, "Interesting, it seems that this competition is not entirely a performance."

The three immediately came to Tianfeng Pavilion.

On the vast martial arts arena, one of ten boxes of different styles suspended in suspension.

From here, you can see the vast ground below and the seats of millions of monks.

After all, it is about the big comparison of the eight glory points. Compared with the huge number of Hongmeng people, millions of viewers are really just a drop in the ocean.

Those who can come here to watch the battle are generally people with status or strength.

The women are already here to eat and drink, talking and laughing.

Including Nian Rujiao, Ai Er and other women who hadn't had time to come here before, they were all reunited and wanted to appreciate this significant competition.

"Husband, you are coming back, did Ah Yue find it?" Nian Rujiao asked.

"I found it. Something went wrong. Fortunately, I saved my life. This time Qianluo made a great contribution." Ye Fan nodded.

"Speaking of Qianluo, you let people come out too, what are you doing with Lao Jinwu Cangjiao?" Ning Zimo scolded with a smile.

Ye Fan patted his forehead, laughed and nodded, and immediately brought Bai Qianluo out.

As for Prince Gao and Mian, they are not interested in human battles at all, and would rather watch cartoons and play games in them.

Xiao Wangge looked at the stunningly beautiful women all over the room and bit her red lips slightly.

"Uncle, so many younger siblings, don't you introduce me to the slave family?"

"I'll come here!" Without waiting for Ye Fan to say anything, Shi Lanyu hurriedly started an introduction.

Obviously, most women still have a good impression of Xiao Wangge, and with the identity of a sister-in-law, everyone has no worries.

Just at this moment, the melodious announcement began to be heard in the spar loudspeaker...

"Welcome to the Daoists from the Eight Sects and the wild places, this Hongmeng Grand Contest officially begins!"