My Cold and Beautiful Wife

0775

Ye Fan went to the balcony, ordered another cigarette, swallowed the clouds for a while, and finally decided not to call Xie Linyuan.

This kind of thing is not trivial. It must be said in person, by telephone or the like, and there is fear that the wall has ears.

Back in the house, Ye Fan opened a notebook and confirmed the mailbox.

He is still waiting for the reply from the Association of Powers. If he doesn't come again, he will use his contacts to ask the staff of the Allied Association.

Fortunately, the reply is really there!

"Mr. Feng Xiaohui...Sorry, the reply to you was two days late..."

After reading the contents of this letter, Ye Fan knew that the Amateur Association had just been in the annual seminar to discuss some issues of the association and future development issues.

The number of abilities is not much. The total number of members of the association is five or six hundred. In addition, most of the abilities are actually low-key and hidden in the private sector, so there are fewer staff.

When I had a meeting, it was less efficient to start a business, so I delayed the reply for two days.

Ye Fan wrote a letter in the name of Feng Xiaohui. After all, writing in his name is estimated to make people feel very uneasy. After all, the name Lucifer is too "fierce", and people will definitely think that this is complicated.

Fortunately, the Association of Abilities did not ask too harsh. After simply reviewing a video of Feng Xiaohui's shocking items, he agreed to Feng Xiaohui to participate in the admission test.

After seeing this news, Ye Fan was trying to tell Feng Yueying, but when he turned back, he found that the woman was already asleep.

Ye Fan walked softly to help the woman cover the quilt, thinking about it, he was too lazy to sleep.

He now feels more responsibility on his shoulders, and he knows that many enemies are ambushing in the dark, and they are particularly valued for cultivation.

Looking at the night, there was no one in the village. Ye Fan went directly to an empty wheat field and practiced his own set of movements.

After three hours of hard training, Ye Fan was tired and like a dead dog. He looked up and lay on the ground, panting.

With his physical quality, 100% of this set of movements can only be done for three hours, which shows how much the consumption of this set of movements is.

After half an hour of rest, Ye Fan got up and continued to practice the sword.

He has learned to take some swords out of the sword god's ring, and this time the ring is no longer just giving him a wooden sword. Other pretty sharp swords can also be taken out. There are almost hundreds of swords. selected.

From the shape and texture of these swords, Ye Fan is not very clear. These are the swords where they came from, and I don’t know what ages. Many swords obviously have some defects. It seems that they have experienced many battles and have not been repaired.

Ye Fan is also crying and laughing. When he is fighting against Orandu, he will only give the wooden sword. Now he is only practicing swords. However, hundreds of swords are willing to give it. This is not a deliberate ghost.

Ye Fan also tried to see if he could put other things in the ring, but they all failed. This sword **** ring seems to only accept the sword.

As for the world inside the ring, the peak, Ye Fan tried to immerse his mind, trying to climb up, but never go up.

An invisible force blocks the front of Ye Fan. Ye Fan probably understands that it should be that his own realm is not enough, which makes it difficult to go further.

To get a better sword, to discover the secrets of this peak, you should still need to constantly cultivate your kendo.

Ye Fan took out a sword casually and was planning to go through the purest and most basic swordsmanship to understand the swordsmanship, but suddenly found that there was an ancient Wu people's breath approaching from a distance.

“The perfect refining body?”

Ye Fan can detect that the strength of this ancient warrior is really good. The key to this infuriating feeling is like one of the four major factions, the Kunlun faction.

Just when Ye Fan wondered who it was, about two or three hundred meters in front, a figure swept like a wind!

Ye Fan blinked, and the figure flew out a few tens of meters, as fast as a lightning in the night!

Not coming to him?

Ye Fan thought that this person was coming to him, but it seems that this guy is just passing by?

Just, such a master, how do you fly in the fields in the middle of the night?

Ye Fan can't help but be curious. After all, this person is really fast enough. He just happens to practice here, so he simply fights with the person.

In general, the ancient military's light work and foot strength, Ye Fan is disdain to the game, because Ye Fan's physical quality has made him far faster than the average ancient Wu can reach.

But this person, Ye Fan feels that he can compare with him.

Ye Fan took the sword and the figure was like an arrow from the string. He chased the past toward the figure.

Although this time has already opened more than 100 meters, but Ye Fan can still catch up.

For a time, there seemed to be two black shadows in the field, whizzing past, chasing stars and moons.

This run, it is ten minutes passed, the two have run for more than ten kilometers, out of the village, into the county.

In the dark night, there are not many street lights in the small county. The two people are running like ghosts on the road. Some passers-by think that they are ghosts, and a gust of wind has passed!

Unknowingly, after two passes, the two flew over two hundred kilometers and went to another city!

The more she ran, the more surprised her heart was. Although he said that he had been practicing "three years of "mad magic dance", it had already consumed a lot of money, but after he took a break, the physical strength recovered was still terrible.

The warrior who was running in front could not slow down for so long, and there was no feeling of disorder, which was already very rare!

Ye Fan has never seen a warrior in the realm of refining, can have such physical qualities, can it be said that the person is also focused on foreign practice?

"Interesting..." Ye Fan’s mouth was smiling, and he groaned in his heart. He didn’t expect to come out to practice at night, but also met a special guy.

Just as the two turned over a hill and entered another open wheat field, the figure in front finally stopped.

He turned and waited for Ye Fan to get close.

Ye Fan stood at a distance of more than ten meters, and finally saw the person's appearance.

A clean short hair, white complexion, handsome appearance, well-rounded, medium-sized body, a black martial arts robe that is incompatible with the modern city.

This is a young man who looks like a twenties, and he is almost the same age as Ye Fan. His eyes are very clear.

"Why are you always following me?" the young man asked curiously.

Ye Fandao: "Because I want to know, why do you have to run all the time?"

"Because of boredom," the young man's answer is simple, but it is real.

Ye Fan squatted and then smiled: "You are very good at physical strength and light work. Do you have any special skills to cultivate?"

"This should be for me." The man looked at Ye Fan up and down. "After I was twenty, you were the first person who could follow me for two hours, but not close behind, but you were even angry. No, you can really run."