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Sure enough, when he finished speaking, he saw it in a cloud, and there was a figure.

On the hills, between the trees, on the river, on the rocks.

A personal shadow, or an old man, or a young man, a man or a woman, has more than a hundred people.

The strength of these people is also the lowest.

"The lord of the sword god, I have heard the name for a long time, I met for the first time, I am about to come to such a wild mountain, I hope not to see the outside."

Right in front of me, a woman who came out looks like a 30-year-old.

A red and black dress with a **** waist and a face on the face of a melon.

The black hair combs the long ponytail and a small red fan as a headdress.

Under the skirt, a pair of big white long legs, looming, full of enchanting charm.

And standing next to her, it was a **** pool.

Jiang Chi’s face was ugly and full of uneasiness.

"Lord of the sword god... this is..."

Not waiting for Jiang Chi to finish, behind the woman, a woman with a green shirt carrying a guqin, coldly scolded: "Shut up! Let me talk here!"

Jiang Chi quickly shrank his head and was scared.

The scene was silent for a while, and hundreds of people in Hua Tuen Mun seemed to be quietly waiting for Ye Fan to open.

"You are the candlelight?" Ye Fan faintly asked.

The enchanting woman nods, "Yes, Hua Tuo Men's right guard, candlelight, is a little girl..."

"Little girl? How are you hundreds of years old?" Ye Fanxiao smiled.

"Oh..." The candlelight is tender and the pair of eyes are shining. "The Lord of the Sword God, so to say, people will be very upset."

"Less gossip, you are looking for me, what do you want to say?" Ye Fan opened the door.

The expression on the candlelight face gradually became serious and he said: "Young people are easy to worry..."

She licked the hair of her own horns and said: "The lord of the sword **** made this little apprentice of Yi Sanxiao come to us and let us gather in the imperial tomb.

To be honest, the little girl doesn't understand a bit, what the Lord of the Sword God thinks.

On the background, you are from Shenlong, and we are not in the same position as ours.

On the relationship, the lord killed Yi Sanxiao, even though Yi Sanxiao could not fully represent Hua Tuen Mun, but he is also the current owner.

It stands to reason that we are giving you the greatest respect without ignoring your troubles.

You even want us to gather the Emperor's Mausoleum and negotiate with us... This is too much to put our Hua Tuenmen in the eye..."

Having said that, most of the people around Hua Tuo Men’s eyes are also disdainful.

The candlelight continued: "However, Yi Sanxiao is indeed on the two sides of the wild and demon country, a little stretched out.

Secretly glaring at many of us and doing a lot of things that are not conducive to Hua Tuen Mun.

At this point, the law of the law and the owners of the various places here believe that Yi San’s laughter is not enough.

Therefore, we will not pursue the matter of Yi Sanxiao...

However, I hope that when the Lord of the Sword God and the Hua Tuenmen on the side of Wu regret have a move, don’t ignite the war on our side..."

Ye Fan quietly listened to the candlelight and waited for a while before asking: "Are you finished?"

Candlelight nodded, revealing a charming smile, "Sword God, how do you think? If you promise, how can a little woman ask you to have a drink?"

Ye Fan no expression, faintly said: "I will tell you a story..."

"Story?" Candlelight has some doubts.

Before waiting for what the other party said, Ye Fan has said to himself: "I am in Houfu, I have raised a precious monster, very rare, so I attach great importance to it.

I let the next person give it the best meat every day and feed it the best water.

It was all right at first, until one day, because there was no shortage of goods, there was no good meat in Houfu.

The next person asked me what to do, I said, go and tell the monster, just eat some ordinary meat, wait for it to be good, then give it a good meal.

The result... This monster is not willing to eat, but also because of the fire, biting the next person...

So, I personally went to the market, but I did not buy good meat, but bought a very large pot.

I killed the monster, and then stewed it..."

Speaking of it, the people who are waiting for the candlelight, such as the candlelight, are ugly.

"Sword God! What do you mean!?"

"The attack on your town's northern government is a group of Wu Fu's left guardian law. We follow the candlelight and protect the law, but it doesn't provoke you!"

A group of Hua Tumen’s owners have raised questions.

The candlelight also looked cold and cold. "Lord of the sword, you want to say, you are very kind to us, but you have been ruthlessly rewarded, so now you must kill?"

Your mood, we can understand, but you must not forget, we Huamen, you have not received any kind of favor.

We don’t have any owed to you, and you don’t have to be so narrow-minded...

In this world, it is impossible for anyone to listen to you. ”

Behind the candlelight, the four messengers of the chess and calligraphy paintings were also cold-faced and took a step forward.

The people of Hua Tuo Men’s face were solemn, and a stock press was released, as if hundreds of peaks were crushed!

Ye Fan's mouth sneered a little sneer. "You seem to have misunderstood... I don't tell you the meaning of your ungratefulness, nor do you say that you don't know how to lift it...

I want to tell you one thing from start to finish..."

Silence for a moment, Ye Fan suddenly saw the killing!

"There are always some guys who think that I care about what they think...

In fact, I don’t want to know what you are in your mind!

Because... your life and death, I don’t really care! ! ”

The voice did not fall, and Ye Fan’s body suddenly burst out with a golden red flame, like a skylight column, straight into the sky! !

A disintegration!

Double disintegration!

Sword disintegration! pole! ! !

The white mist that has never been scattered in the valley of the clouds has been broken by the impact of this place!

The pressure of a surge in stocks, and the people in Huayingmen who were shocked in all directions, all paled!

"No! Impossible! Devil disintegrates Dafa!?"

"How could he know the law of the Great Emperor!?"

"This... is this the pressure of the imperial sword?!"

Just everyone thought that the pressure of the sword **** seems to be just the same, but this moment suddenly awakened, this is their illusion of self-righteousness! ?

For the first time, Jiang Chi saw that Ye Fan had taken out the "true skill" and was so scared that his face was stunned and his legs shivered!

This kind of sacred power, and the general sacred master, is completely different from the quality!

"Roar!--"

The five-clawed golden dragon dragon screams and roars, a huge golden faucet phantom, looming over Ye Fan's sky!

In Ye Fan’s scorpion, the golden flame is like a **** of a man!

Behind the candlelight, the four messengers of the chess and calligraphy paintings, want to rush out.

"Stand up! What are you doing!?" The candlelight shouted loudly and called the four men.

"Right guardian! He..."

"He what he!! This pressure can't feel it!! You go up, what can you do??"

All the four messengers were stunned and all were asked...

The charming face of the candlelight became extremely dignified. "Everyone! Distracted and retreat!! This seat is to deal with him!!"