My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Throughout the ages.

There are only a handful of people who can be called "Tianjiao".

The great founders of the country once had poems: Qin Emperor and Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little less coquettish. Genghis Khan...

It can be seen here that the ancient emperor can be called a tianjiao when he is young.

——Ye Fan, there is already an emperor's appearance.

hiss!

This thought also shocked everyone in a cold sweat.

at this time.

Outside the Bone Array.

"Finally here." Ling Hang wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the raging miasma in the center of the large array in the distance, and said in surprise: "It's amazing, it's not afraid of poisoning the miasma, what a cow!"

"You just said to beat the heroes, what about now?" Meng Qingyin said playfully.

"It's just some miasma, I'm not afraid."

"Look, sister!"

Ling Hang soared into the sky, sank into the miasma layer, and fell down after a while, sighing, "It's really refreshing."

Meng Qingyin was surprised, "You are not afraid of the poisonous miasma!"

Ling Hang said triumphantly: "The miasma poison is nothing, I am invincible. If the two sisters eat the detoxification pills I give, they are not afraid of the miasma poison. My detoxification pills have anti-natural effects."

"Forget it, it's impossible to take pills, you can eat anything you say. The miasma is covered in the air and won't come down, and it has little effect on us."

"Qingyin, let's go in and take a look."

Tang Ying led Meng Qingyin into the White Bone Array.

Ling Hang followed boringly.

Not long after they came to the central area, they saw a crowd of black people, and a **** and cruel battlefield.

"It's cruel!"

Meng Qingyin was choked by the **** breath, covering his nose and mouth, next to Tang Ying.

Although she is very strong and has taken a strange medicine, she has never lost her background to Tang Ying; but after all, she has reached the sky in one step without any experience. The time to become a master is too short, and her mentality has not yet changed.

This little daughter's attitude made Ling Hang's heart throb, and it became more interesting to Meng Qingyin.

"Rumble."

At this time, the war is still going on.

Wu Ling all rushed out from the ground, furious, innocently mad. Lianhe several top-level horizontal training masters besieged Ye Fan, and they had reached the stage of endless and desperate efforts.

Ye Fan drags the miasma around the battlefield, causing the spectators to be a little bit indistinct.

"what!"

With a terrible cry.

The miasma was torn apart.

A master Heng Lian escaped. He lacked an arm and was torn off by Ye Fan alive.

"Huh!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Lingjun and others also rushed out of the miasma encirclement.

"Where to go!"

Ye Fan drank.

He is like a golden winged roc, descending from the sky to kill him.

His voice was like thunder in the sky, oscillating and lingering for a long time.

Meng Qingyin and Tang Ying were taken aback.

This voice...

......Why are you so familiar!

The two stared at the man who swooped down from the miasma, in surprise; Meng Qingyin murmured, "Sister, that person?"

"and many more."

Tang Ying was a little uncertain.

No way, Ye Fan had changed a lot, and his appearance was a little unclear, as well as his body was bathed in blood.

Ling Hang raised his brows and asked, "Sister, do you know that silver-haired man?"

Meng Qingyin did not answer.

"Boom!"

During this time, Ye Fan blasted and killed the broken arm horizontal training master; the other two were also seriously injured and escaped, leaving only Wu Lingjun.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

At this moment, the cold wind howled.

The blood mist and miasma on the battlefield were blown away, clearly revealing Ye Fan and Wu Lingjun.

Ye Fan shook his head to clean the blood on his face.

A handsome face emerged.

"Oops!"

Meng Qingyin exclaimed.

Tang Ying was also surprised.

Then, both of them smiled, their eyes softened.

Ling Hang was anxious and asked again: "Sister, who is the silver-haired man you know?"

Meng Qingyin held his head proudly, glanced at Ling Hang, then looked at Ye Fan from a distance with burning eyes and full of admiration, and said word by word: "That's my husband!"

Ling Hang was dumbfounded, "Your husband?"

"That's right." Meng Qingyin said proudly: "It's my husband Ye Fan. It's true."

Ling Hang looked at Tang Ying for an answer.

"Yes."

Tang Ying nodded.

Suddenly, Ling Hang's face became dark.

Meng Qingyin hugged Tang Ying's arm and said happily: "Sister, I didn't expect Brother Fan to be in the Northern Wilderness. We were really here. Brother Fan is too powerful. He suppressed the crowds and singled out the audience. Really awesome! "

Tang Ying smiled and said: "This kid, you can make a lot of noise everywhere. The strange thing is, how did you dye your hair silver? Remember how long it took to leave in the capital? How long does it take to leave? Why does the hair grow so long? It's too fast!"

Meng Qingyin blushed, his heartbeat accelerated, and he kept saying: "Sister, don't you think that Brother Fan has become much more handsome. The golden ratio of the figure and the silver hair are too chic, like a **** descending from the world!"

"That's true."

Tang Ying's heart trembles.

Ling Hang was a little annoyed while listening, staring at Ye Fan with cold eyes, a wave of hostility wafted out.

"Um?"

Ye Fan felt very keen.

His eyes swept across, and soon he saw Meng Qingyin and Tang Ying. He didn't expect the two of them to appear here, and he couldn't help but lose consciousness.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Brother Fan, be careful!"

Meng Qingyin's face changed in shock, and she screamed.

Ye Fan's hair is standing upright.

A qi bead appeared under his feet, and Ying Tianqing's cold and sulky words sounded in his ears: "The qi bead created by Taoist Huang Crow, my master, is the third full blow of the transformation. Chatter, Ye Fan, you die. Immortal!!!"