The candlelight was quite disdainful and squinted at the wind. Obviously, what the woman said was not taken for granted, and there was a taste of "what to wear."

In Ye Fan’s mind, his thoughts flowed rapidly, and when he thought of it in the world, he met with Feng Qing’s every day in the library.

There are not many exchanges between the two, they are daily chats, and occasionally some intrigues are quite interesting.

Feng Qingyi helped him deal with some troubles, and he also remembered it in his heart.

It is a lie to say that this woman is very cold and beautiful, and her heart is gentle, but most of the time it seems to be a tough, cold woman.

However, Ye Fan used to appreciate it and had no other thoughts.

He already has a lot of confidantes and doesn't have much pursuit of beauty.

People like him, the horizon is not comparable to ordinary people.

Sword, repair, a broader world, a more mysterious upper plane...

The sense of accomplishment in pursuing these things is definitely not weaker than the pursuit of beauty.

Therefore, for the relationship with the wind and clear, Ye Fan really did not think about it.

What can happen today, Ye Fan thinks that as a man, he should take the initiative to take some responsibility.

Ye Fan broke the cigar and said seriously: "The wind grows old, I don't want to deny anything. If you like, I will be responsible to you in the future."

The wind was clear and the body trembled, and there was a shy indignation in the beautiful eyes. "Lord of the sword, what do you mean!?"

"I mean, you don't have to grieve yourself, it's that I broke your innocence, although we are three of us here, but I will also take responsibility." Ye Fandao.

"Oh..." The wind is clear and sneer: "Thank you for your good intentions, but I don't need it!"

In fact, Ye Fan is also prepared to be rejected. Women are not willing, and they cannot be reluctant. Otherwise, they are too disrespectful.

Then nodded, "Well, if you don't want to, then I respect your choice."

Ye Fan patted his **** and stood up. He said to the candlelight, "Let's go, the wind grows, and we leave."

When the candlelight heard the wind and refused, it was quite a sneak peek, and looked back at the woman ironically. He said softly: "Yes, master."

The wind is clear, but it is quickly blocked. "Stop! You want to go this way?!"

"Otherwise..." Ye Fan wondered, "The wind is elder, what else do you have?"

The wind cleared his breath and took a deep breath. He finally blurted out and said: "You... is it Ye Fan?"

Ye Fan looked at her calmly. In fact, he had long thought that there would be such a day. After all, there are already many traces of his own exposure.

Ye Fan smiled. "Why does the old man say this?"

Feng Qing saw that the man did not immediately deny, immediately said: "Xuanyuan College's Zhen Gu Shuo today, the assassination of the winter hunting, Xuanyuan City that killed Ye Xiu, Hua Tuomen's assassination failed...

In the case of Dong Tian Fu Di Xian Gong, the North Ming City group of snakes attacked the city, and the wilderness changed.

All of this whereabouts, Ye Fan and your sword **** are all wonderfully related.

Before, I was very surprised. How a younger brother suddenly became a personal person.

But if Ye Fan is a sword god, then all this is reluctant to make sense.

Today, you have revealed the blood of the five-clawed golden dragon, just like Ye Fan. Isn’t this not a coincidence? ”

Ye Fan nodded. "It is quite coincidental... The elders of the wind, if I am Ye Fan, do you think it is reasonable? Ye Fan... It’s less than twenty years old."

Feng Qing said: "It's a bit bizarre, but... if you are really an eccentric... it's not impossible."

Ye Fan’s eyes flashed and said: “The wind grows old, if I am Ye Fan, what do you want?”

The wind is clear, yeah, after all, even if I know that the sword **** is Ye Fan, what can she do?

To put it bluntly, for Shenlong, it is enough to know that the sword **** is his own!

Whether he is Ye Fan or not is not important.

I don’t know how, Feng Qing’s heart feels a bit of grievances and insists: “Perhaps for others, it’s not important for you to be a sword god. They value your sword.

But... For me, who are you, I really want to know. ”

Ye Fan bowed his head and said that this time it was just a misunderstanding, but in fact it was still very concerned.

After all, it is the son of a person who once admired, and his "late generation" has innocence. This kind of taste is estimated to be indescribable.

Ye Fan thought about it. From the ring, he took out a few books that had not been able to go to the library, and handed it to the wind.

Feng Qing took over the book, just took a look and instantly caught it!

She stayed in the library for decades, and she couldn’t recognize it. Where are these books coming from! ?

Ye Fan did not say anything more, got up and flew away.

When the candlelight saw it, after playing with the smell, the wind followed it and followed it up.

Only the wind and the Qing dynasty stood in the mouth of the cave, and the complex face seemed to be transformed into a sculpture.

Imperial City, National Teacher's Office.

After Ye Fan separated from the candlelight, he returned to the house, and the women were already waiting for him here.

"Big Brother!" A familiar voice sounded, and Ye Qingqing threw herself in excitement and hugged Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was shocked, "Falun! What are you doing!?"

"What kind of king! I am Qinger!!" Ye Qingqing said: "Big brother, don't you know me?"

"Ha?" Ye Fan carefully looked down, Ye Xiaoqing, this delicate little expression, it seems... not really like the Doomsday King.

Chu Yunyao, who was in a white coat, came forward and said, "Do not worry, this is your sister. The Doomsday King is no longer in this body."

"What the **** is going on?" Ye Fan wondered.

"It splits the soul and separates it from the body and the soul.

On the use of energy, the ether is indeed brilliant.

It said that we should start from this plane as a starting point and re-find our own people.

I shared the technology of Spark Gene, and it reshaped a body.

From now on, I don’t know if I will meet again,” Chu Yunyao said.

Ye Fan squatted down. It turned out that before the King of France searched for Chu Yunyao, it was for this kind of thing.

"No," Ye Fan looked at Ye Qingqing. "The spirit of Qingrui, how..."

"Fa Wang said, I don't want to owe you human feelings. If you don't kill it directly, it will leave the mental strength brought to your sister."

Chu Yunyao shrugged. "For it, re-cultivation is not difficult."

"Human feelings?" Ye Fan couldn't help but smile. "It will still be human.... Isn't this already a human being?"

Ye Qingqing whispered, "Big brother, what are you talking about with the national teacher? I don't understand."

How are you going to say that you are the second brother? Why didn't you come back with you? ”

Ye Fan looked at her sister who had recovered as usual, pinching her little face. "Do not worry, it's okay, it will take two days for the march to come back."

Just as the girls were relieved, outside the National Teacher's Office, there was a team of people.

"Search! Hurry and go in and search!!"