My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Jian Yuzhu stared at the man in a daze, with extremely complicated thoughts.

When Jumang took away the "Chaotic Clock", she could not tolerate anything else in her mind. She just wanted to stop Jumang and regain the treasure.

On the other hand, Ye Fan considered the operation mode of Donghuangxu at the same time, thinking of how the monster race here should survive, and thinking of the possibilities of the ninety-nine and eighty-one... the same situation, the same experience, The world in this man's eyes is very different from the thinking mode in his mind! Not reconciled, but had to admire. This may be why he can comprehend the sword intent of the emperor, he can be recognized by Jian Zizai, he will be the sword god... the perspective of all things, the mind of all things, and the ability to deal with adversity Composure makes Jian Yuzhu feel...the gap is too big! However, it is impossible for her to compliment and flatter her! "Fun with mystery," Jian Yuzhu coldly snorted: "If you guess wrong, you will be trapped here after eighty-one days, then it will be funny."

Ye Fan said haha ​​happily, "I can even swim out of the Chaos River. Even though the East Huangxu Ruins are so mysterious, how can they trap me?"

Jian Yuzhu's heart was shocked when he heard the heroic words, and his eyes showed enthusiasm.

Damn it, why... my heart beats so desperately?

"I'm going to find a place to build a soul pool. You can slowly think about it yourself."

Jian Yuzhu turned around, and the shadow flew away gracefully.

Ye Fan sighed helplessly at the graceful back.

At this point, she is too far away from her mother.

This performance is just two words: bored, sorrowful.

In the next few days, relying on the power of the monster dragon clan, Ye Fan rescued the monster clan in trouble throughout the Eastern Emperor Ruins.

Although Xiaojin is relatively useless, he is very good at pretending to be such a thing.

Unconsciously, three days later, the name of "Sir Xiaojin" seemed to be louder than this holy emperor.

Everyone knows that there is a Xiaojin lord, the Shenlong descended to the world, saving thousands of monster races from water and fire.

Jian Yuzhu used soul spells to gather and summon some demon souls that were still alive to reshape their bodies.

The monster race was ecstatic when they saw some of their dead compatriots come back from the dead, and they saw hope! Suddenly, the salvation of the holy emperor and the saint woman in ancient legends became a reality.

Although the Donghuangxu is constantly falling apart and shrinking, the environment is harsh, and the spiritual energy has escaped.

However, more and more monsters are beginning to believe that as long as they get through to the eighty-one, there will be a turning point.

Ye Fan does not need to act in general rescues.

But Ye Fan was not idle either. He went into Yantian Ring and constantly digs out more space, so that he can protect more monster races at the last minute.

In addition, Ye Fan would spend a few hours a day, continuing to "do tasks" throughout the Eastern Emperor Ruins.

Ye Fan discovered that the "game system" in Donghuangxu was still operating normally.

Now that the end of the Eastern Emperor Ruins is approaching, various tasks are easy to trigger.

Ye Fan had actually recovered 80 to 90% of his cultivation base, but he hadn't fully recovered yet.

But Ye Fan's goal is not to "recover", but to hit "full level"! He wanted to see, if he resumed his quest after his cultivation level was completely restored, what would the reward be?

Jian Yuzhu, who formed the team, transformed the lake of Xihe Palace into a soul pond, but he hasn't moved much these days.

Every time she saves a monster race, she will restore and improve some cultivation bases.

However, she gradually discovered that even if she didn't do anything, she was madly increasing her cultivation base! Within a few days, Jian Yuzhu's cultivation base was full, but the system kept reminding her, "Increase cultivation base"! Jian Yuzhu was crazy. If she couldn't find Ye Fan, she would really like to see, what does this guy do every day?

In fact, what Ye Fan did was very simple, it was the task of exploding the liver, rushing the dungeon! Saving hundreds of eighty monster races every day is a daily warm-up task.

It is big enough to resolve the dispute between the two races and kill some monsters that are crazy and fierce.

Small enough to protect the monster grandmother across the river, help the monster children retrieve the lost toys... Ye Fan uses space to transmit, and the super-large coverage of the consciousness, with extremely fast speed, frantically upgrades.

As long as the task is visible, no matter the main line or the branch line, or the adventure, the random, you can do everything you can do.

Because of the "Wushuang" relationship, Ye Fan can directly analyze the specific purpose and origin of some weird props.

This made him even more powerful in his task, and he didn't need to spend much time. Anyway, he knew what to do at a glance.

Really too busy, Ye Fan directly released the sword intent clone. Some clones were afraid that there were not enough tasks.

More than twenty days later, most of the monster races had been gathered in the East Polar Sea.

Under the protection of the monster dragon clan, these monster clan will at least not be killed by natural disasters.

It's just that seeing Donghuangxu shrinking and the space collapsed, everyone felt uneasy.

On the sea island, on a high cliff, Ye Fan stood alone.

Today, he is truly "full level" because he has done several tasks in a row without any prompts from the system.

And Jian Yuzhu, who was already at full level, finally found him at this moment.

"Stop doing the task?"

Jian Yuzhu joked: "Is Donghuangxu fun?

Inherited? "

Ye Fan was expressionless, looking into the distance, silent.

Jian Yuzhu gave him a white look, "It's useless for you to pretend to be dumb, I've already reached the full level, and there is nothing after the full level, I know very well.

Ye Fan still didn't say a word, but looked at Jian Yuzhu with weird eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like this?

You are wrong, so you can't tell me? "

Jian Yuzhu muttered: "Anyone will have a horse stumble, and it will be wrong. What's the big deal, so dare not admit it?"

Ye Fan smiled but didn't smile: "Niece Yuzhu, are you here to comfort me?"

"Who...who comforts you?

I'm here to mock you! Self-righteous, Chaos Clock just gave it to Jumang! "

Jian Yuzhu blushed.

However, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and blocked Jian Yuzhu's red lips with his fingers.

"Well!"

Jian Yuzhu opened his eyes wide and froze there, not daring to move.

Ye Fan whispered: "Hey, go back to the soul pond, I understand your kindness."

Jian Yuzhu was so angry that he opened the man's hand and said, "Don't be sick! I think you deserve it! Think about it, how to find a sentence after you go out!"

"I hope it has not penetrated the mystery of the Chaos Clock, otherwise you just wait for it to retaliate!"

After speaking, Jian Yuzhu turned around angrily and left.

Ye Fan turned her back and shook his head with a smile.

When he calmed down again, Ye Fan looked at the gray sky, the falling meteorites, the erupting volcano, the flashing thunder... "Emperor Donghuang, you are such a **** genius... …" After Ye Fan murmured, he sat down cross-legged.

This sitting is ten days.

On September 1981, the deadline has finally come!