The Strongest Dan God

"Leaf front, I ask you, my gift, are you ready?"

Everyone looked back and saw a young woman wearing a light green gown with white teeth and red lips.

The beauty is unspeakable.

At this moment, however, she used her white teeth against the thin lips and glared at the leaf front, which looked like a spark.

"Moon, come over with me..."

Zhong Rong’s face changed slightly, and he quickly went forward and pulled the glamorous woman to the side.

"Hello, isn't it alchemy in the basement of the Windsor College, what to do home."

"Mother, you still say me, Ye Zifeng, he is coming back, you don't tell me, or I only know when I ask someone to inquire."

Zhong Rong sighed with a sigh of relief and shook his head. "I have any way to tell you, do you still have the mind to practice alchemy at the college."

She said before that she was afraid that Ye Chengfeng would be seized. In fact, it was only one aspect. What she worried most was to let her daughter meet Ye Zifeng.

And the other side.

Ye Zifeng looked awkward and frowned: "Moon."

He went back and looked at A4: "A4, who is she."

Even the memory of the former Ye Zifeng had no impression of this woman.

Ah Si still has time to speak.

The woman, who was called the month, looked at the first few steps and stared at the leaf front.

She licked her lips: "Leaf front, don't you forget me?"

Ye Zifeng said with a doubt: "You are, sorry, I really don't remember..."

"what……"

The young woman looked awkward and her face turned red. She was obviously excited: "I am a month, Ye Haoyue, when I was young, I was playing with Feng brother, and you, three people playing together for a month." ”

"What about the childhood, hehe..."

The leaves slammed their eyes and tried to find some clues from the memories of the past.

However, even if he remembered Ye Chengfeng, he did not have any impression of this Ye Haoyue, even if there was no trace of fragmentary memory.

"But I really can't remember."

He sighed helplessly and shrugged.

If he can, he also wants to remember that what happened in his own home before will help him in his current situation.

"You..." Ye Haoyue was a stagnation, stepped back, and looked at Ye Zifeng in a complicated way.

At this time.

A low, thick voice rang from behind her.

The person who speaks is Ye Jiudao.

"Enough, oh."

"Hey..."

Ye Jiudao put his hand on his face and said: "Yueyue, you escaped from the college and escaped. I don't pursue it. However, today is a dusty feast for Zifeng Yin, don't be yours. Destroyed."

"I……"

Ye Haoyue pulled his own clothes and looked beautiful. It seems that he is still not willing.

"Come to people, look at the moon."

Ye Jiu-dao gave a look to the people around him. They had already agreed and quickly moved a chair out of the back room.

"Miss Moon, please also take a seat." A family member of Du’s family said with a smile.

"Wait... I don't have to help, I choose the location myself."

Ye Haoyue’s face was faint and sullen. She stared at the chair and her eyes flashed. She directly took the opposite side of the leaf front and put it down heavily.

She turned out to have chosen to sit down against the position of Ye Zifeng.

The family member Du was directly stupid and looked at the owner.

"Leaf front, I will sit here... you won't mind."

The leaves slammed a bit and immediately smiled.

"It's okay, the guest will follow the Lord."

Zhong Rong saw her daughter's impulsive look. She didn't even give her face to Ye Zifeng. Compared with Ye Zifeng's indifference, she was somewhat unreasonable. Even she was somewhat blind.

She reluctantly recruited and waved: "Moon, what are you doing, listening to your words, listening to me, coming, sitting on my side."

"No."

Ye Haoyue shook his head in a stubborn manner: "It's spacious, it's free, it's well ventilated, and, who let him not give me a gift, forget my existence, I'll sit here."

"Hey, you..."

Ye Jiudao was in a hurry and held a palm high.

"Master, don't." Zhong Yan changed his face and quickly stopped in front of his daughter.

If it was changed to an outsider, Ye Jiu-dao had already shot it in the palm of his hand, but this Ye Haoyue was his own flesh and blood, and he was somewhat reluctant.

"Oh, nothing, today, the son of Feng Xianxian is present, inconvenient to start, and, you see, my daughter is like this, was spoiled by you." Ye Jiudao calmed a face, and then put down his hand.

Later, he turned his head and took a few deep breaths. After he had calmed down, he looked at Ye Zifeng with a cheerful look.

"Zi Fengxian, don't worry about this. Today is your first time to come to our Star City after your adulthood. Have a taste of the spiritual feast here. Is it different from the flavor of Leizhou City? Come, let's do this together. The spirit of the cup of Wan Gu Shan."

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly and stood up and faced Ye Jiudao.

"Thank you, Ye Bo, Zifeng is the first to be respected."

Immediately, the cup of full-bodied spirits was drunk by him.

"Ha ha ha, good, son Feng Xian Xian, enough to be refreshed, Ah Si, what to do, give him to continue to fill."

"Yes Yes……"

A Siwei lost his smile, licked his sleeves and quickly poured a new glass of spirits to Ye Feng.

"Zi Fengxian, since you can drink so, don't be polite. Tonight, don't get drunk."

The sound of the collision of the wine glasses is endless.

Everyone is also officially started, picking up the Lingcai, talking and laughing.

In the process, Ye Zifeng inadvertently looked at the direction of Ye Haoyue.

But she saw that she was only looking down at the person, and occasionally looked up and glanced at herself, and the line of sight immediately moved away.

Gradually, the wine has passed three rounds.

The sight of Ye Zifeng, as the wine surged, was gradually blurred...

......

I don't know how long it has been.

Ye Zifeng once again opened his eyes and was surrounded by darkness.

"It has been a long time, not so drunk, this spirit of the Star City, it seems that the stamina is enough."

He tried to get his eyes accustomed to the darkness, then fixed his eyes and looked up.

I saw the style of this ceiling, which is the layout of the house in the cold incense small courtyard.

Obviously, he has now been moved back to his home.

He touched his head and felt it still swelled.

However, the next moment.

In his eyes, he showed a stern color. He pulled the purple electric flying sword from the pillow at the fastest speed. The volley turned over and hit a black shadow at the table.

"砰", the sword air blows, roaring constantly.

"Leaf front, you give me a hand."

A sweet voice is a woman's voice.

Ye Zifeng’s purple electric flying sword stopped in the air and did not continue to stab.

"Say, who are you?"

As he spoke, the fingertips had already lit up a **** flame.

Under the swaying fire, Ye Zifeng looked at the past.

"What, you are... Ye Haoyue."

I saw her graceful appearance, beautiful like a crown jade, the red lips to be dripped, if you look at it, it really has a flavor.

"Yes, since you know it, don't put the sword down for me," Ye Haoyue said with a sigh of relief, looking at the direction of the purple electric flying sword.

"Leaf front, I heard no, you should not be a place where Ye Jiaben’s family is here, and dare to take the sword to me."

"Okay, then, I let you go first." Ye Zifeng stared at her. After a while, she only heard the sound of "铛".

Finally, he still took the sword back.

"Miss Hao Yue, visiting in the middle of the night, is there something urgent to tell."

The voice just fell.

A burst of noise.

I saw a sharp black iron sword, which was already placed on the neck of Ye Zifeng.

In the front of the leaf, a horror color was drawn: "You..."

"Ha ha……"

Ye Haoyue sneered a little, the fine sword in his hand flipped, the feeling of coldness, deep into the bone marrow.

"Leaf front, after so many years, you have forgotten me. Just now, at the washing banquet that I gave you, at the end of the day, you gave all the other guests a glass of wine, but did not give me a toast. I didn’t give me any gifts before, so you like to ignore me and like to trample on my dignity."

The leaf front brow slightly wrinkled: "Miss Yue Yue..."

"Oh, yes, what is your name, Miss Haoyue, too rusty, too ridiculous, I am almost the same age as you, a little less than a few days, why don't you call me a month."

Ye Haoyue stared at the leaf front tightly, and there was a profound and profound meaning in the beauty.

"What about the moon..."

Ye Zifeng and her eyes looked at each other and gradually read some of her thoughts from her eyes.

Ye Haoyue’s face smiled bitterly: “You may have forgotten it, but I still remember it clearly. You still have an impression of this thing.”

She pulled out a ring made of grass rings from her arms with one hand.

"this is……"

The leaf front looked at the grass ring ring carefully, and it was a bit stunned.

"Sure enough, you have no impression at all. In the end, I am thinking about it alone."

Ye Haoyue looked calm, smiled and shook his head and continued.

"This is a small grass ring that you gave me when you were young, saying that when you grow up, you will be the symbol of my door."

"what."

Ye Zifeng was on the spot, and he couldn’t think of the waste leaf front. He even had this kind of agreement with people, but why he didn’t have any impression at all.

This is not a big deal. Every time I think about that experience, there is a tingling tingling, as if the instinct is repelling myself and recalling this memory.

Having said that, it is only an agreement of childhood, why Ye Haoyue has always been on the mind.

She is like this, not childish.

Just as he was horrified, he listened to Ye Haoyue and continued to talk.

"Leaf front, if you just lost your mind, do you think I am childish?"

"I……"

"Oh, it seems to be in the middle, but Ye Zifeng, can you understand? If I don't hold such an idea, I will not practice Dan Dao. I have been working hard to get rid of the physics of waste wood. ......"