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Meng Fan subconsciously stood up in panic, his heart skipped a beat!

Don't get recognized.

Although Meng Fan's temperament has completely changed in all aspects, the general outline of his facial features still remains.

If you were careful, you could still find the shadow of Meng Fan from his facial features.

However, the most obvious difference is that Meng Fan has a broken arm, while Meng Feifei has both arms.

Generally difficult to associate together.

Meng Fan is mainly worried about Zhang Youwei, this little girl is very clever and knows about his hidden strength, so she will inevitably see the clues.

Maybe I can continue to lie about Dream Village... Meng Fan immediately thought of a contingency method.

When he participated in the Kunlun Sword Sect Ascension Conference, Elder Liu, who was in charge of the assessment, specifically inquired about Meng Fan's background. He believed that with Meng Fan's current status in Kunlun Sword Sect, the sect would definitely send someone to Dameng Village of Shu Kingdom to verify.

In that case, the only survivor of Dameng Village, Broken Arm Meng Fan, is bound to be found.

Both are from Dameng Village, Meng Fan and Meng Feifei are about the same age, so they must know each other.

But that Meng Fan has already gone out to practice, even if the people from Kunlun Sword Sect can't find Meng Fan, they can't verify it, and the problem will return to the original point.

Now, Meng Fan only needs to bring up the relationship between Meng Fan and Meng Feifei as twin brothers, and he can perfectly solve the problem of identity.

Everyone in Dameng Village is dead, and Meng Fan and Meng Feifei have the final say on the past!

Now, he is Dream Extraordinary!

...

Seven beautiful shadows approached and flew directly to the castle in the air.

"Little Master Uncle, you're finally out!" Hong Ni twisted her enchanting figure, and her beautiful eyes looked aggressively at Meng Fan from top to bottom, her eyes were as presumptuous as ever.

Meng Fan avoids Hong Ni's eyes and does not meet her eyes, he really can't stand this little vixen.

"Ah, little uncle, your aura is solid and your spiritual power is stable. This means you have broken through to the state of the sword."

Hong Ni was very surprised, this was a shock from the heart, Hong Ni had never seen such an abnormal speed of cultivation.

Even if she herself has the way of demon cultivation as the basis, and has such a powerful talent as the Tianyao sword body, it took twenty years to gather the sword heart to rebuild the way of the sword.

As for the little uncle, it has only been three years since he started!

"I've met Master Uncle!" Hong Ni and the other six girls who came over together saluted and greeted.

The seven holy lands have always been united in the same spirit, and they are known as the sword gate, and each other is a master's gate ceremony.

The contemporary saints and saints all belong to the disciples of the same period, so their seniority is the same as that of Hong Ni.

Obviously these women had heard about the deeds of the little uncle before, so they all looked at Meng Feifan curiously.

Zhang Youwei's agile eyes are fixed on Meng Feifan's face... just like a big brother.

Her gaze immediately turned to Meng Feifan's right arm, and she woke up in vain when she saw that arm nimbly holding a jug.

It's not the big brother, this one is obviously more handsome... Zhang Youwei secretly compares the two in her heart. Compared with him, Brother Meng Fan is too ordinary.

Shi Qianqian's eyes also lingered on Meng Feifan's face for a long time. She always felt that this face had a feeling of deja vu, but she couldn't remember it.

The other four women's eyes lit up, their eyes dodged unconsciously, and secretly looked at Meng Feifan.

"It turns out that this is the incomparably talented and handsome Uncle Kunlun!"

"It is worthy of being hailed as the unique handsome man in the world today. This temperament is enough to make people intoxicated."

"I seem to like him!"

"His lips are so alluring!"

"I heard that he has only been a beginner for three years, and he has already broken through the sword state of mind."

"When I go back this time, maybe I can tell Master that he is married to Kunlun Sword Sect."

...

At this time, I saw the saintesses who had extraordinary dreams for the first time,

Heart activities are incomparably rich.

No one does not yearn for beautiful things.

Meng Fan's body, which has been baptized by the primordial purple qi, is flawless, like an exiled fairy coming to the dust, plus he has a humble and easy-going personality cultivated in many years of retreat.

He does have the capital to make people fall in love at first sight.

This kind of stunner among men is absolutely no less attractive to women than the saintess is in the hearts of ordinary disciples.

"Several, please come inside!"

Meng Fan led a few people to sit down in the pavilion, and Qingyin brought the sword attendant to quickly serve tea and water.

These people are distinguished guests.

"Little uncle, I heard that you have left the customs, so I brought my sisters to visit. We happened to talk about you on the Saintess Peak just now. They heard about the name of the uncle, and they all wanted to visit the teacher. uncle."

"Let me introduce you to my uncle."

"The Holy Maiden of Shu Mountain, Shi Qianqian!"

"This is her junior sister, Zhang Youwei."

"The Holy Maiden of Da Luo, Fan Xue!"

"Tianxuan Saintess, Lin Yi."

"Wanchu Saintess, Qin Shuyun."

"Daoyi Saintess, Zhang Yingjun."

Hong Ni introduced them one by one, Meng Fan read them one by one, his eyes were dazzled, and he felt tired for a while.

Especially when I get along with a few saints at close range, the fragrance is charming and intoxicating. This is not an ordinary fragrance, but the body fragrance emanating from their bodies.

The noble and holy saints usually bathe with the spiritual liquid of flowers, and everyone has a flower-scented physique and a fragrant beauty.

Ordinary people, not to mention being close to the saint, will never forget it for a long time even if they see it from a distance.

Now Meng Fan is surrounded by a group of saintesses.

"Qingyin, open the windows on both sides, you have to let the sunlight in."

This girl has no vision, didn't she see that his son was about to suffocate?

Lin Ziyuan and other sword servants stood behind, looking at their young master enviously, in admiration... The young master's charm is strong.

"Little uncle, I heard that you are also from the Shu Kingdom. I don't know where you are from the Shu Kingdom." Zhang Youwei endured for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask the doubts in her heart.

When the women were talking about Meng Feifei earlier, Hong Ni, in order to anger Shi Qianqian, said that Meng Feifei was from the Shu Kingdom, which meant that the geniuses born in your affiliated countries couldn’t keep them, so they came to our Kunlun Sword Sect, Shushan Jianzong has no understanding of people.

"I come from Dameng Village, Pi County, Nancheng, Yunzhou Town. My village was slaughtered by monsters decades ago, and now I am alone. I have to thank you Shushan Sword Sect. I only learned about your Shushan Sword Sect later. Zong killed the monster and avenged the hundreds of people in my Dameng Village."

Meng Fan said sincerely.

"What a coincidence, little uncle, I know a friend who is also in Dream Village." Zhang Youwei stared at Meng Fan's eyes, trying to see what was in Meng Fan's eyes. It was really a coincidence.

After Zhang Youwei practiced and returned to the sect, she went to find Meng Fan and learned that Meng Fan also joined the sect to practice. She went to check Meng Fan's background, knew Dameng Village, and went to Dameng Village specially to find Meng Fan. .

Meng Fan has practiced concentration for so many years, how could it be possible for Zhang Youwei to see the flaws, he said slightly surprised,

"It's impossible. As far as I know, there is no survivor in Dameng Village except me. What's your friend's name?"

"It's similar to your name, Uncle Shi, and his face looks a little like Uncle Shi, his name is Meng Fan."

"Meng Fan, is he still alive?" Meng Fan asked inconceivably and pleasantly.

Such acting skills made him a little admired.

"Uncle, what is your relationship with Meng Fan?"

"Tell me first, is he still alive, and where is he?" Meng Fan asked eagerly.

This is the first time you should behave when you know your loved ones.

Zhang Youwei immediately gave a general account of Meng Fan's situation.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Thank you Shushan Sword Sect for saving Meng Fan. I will remember this kindness. I will definitely go to Shushan Sword Sect to thank you in person someday." After hearing this, Meng Fan showed a kind of disaster. The excitement of the rest of my life, as if I came alive

"Meng Fan and I are twin brothers. His elder brother takes his father's surname. Because my father married into our Dameng Village, I take my mother's surname."

"No wonder I see you look so alike."

Zhang Youwei suddenly realized that it made sense in this way, the difference in appearance and temperament was so large, it was obvious that she was not alone, and Meng Fan's low-key and stable style was not in the same direction as the young master's well-known style.

"How is that little uncle's elder brother Meng Fan in your Shushan Sword Sect?" Hong Ni asked curiously.

She deliberately made a comparison between the two brothers. After all, the two brothers are in two sects, whoever is better can also prove that the sect he belongs to is stronger.

Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Youwei and Shi Qianqian. If they were geniuses like Meng Feifei, they couldn't be unknown. As twin brothers, Meng Feifan's talent is so outstanding, then his elder brother must be no different. where to go.

Everyone has heard about the geniuses who are famous in the Seven Holy Lands.

But they had never heard of the character Meng Fan.

"Meng Fan, he, he is just an ordinary outer disciple." Shi Qianqian replied awkwardly.

Zhang Youwei took a deep breath, she really wanted to defend Meng Fan, but she thought that this was a little secret between the two of them, so she endured it and echoed,

"He, he is, indeed, ordinary."