Crazy, the young master insists on summoning slime!

Zhang Zhan glanced at the plate that was already half empty.

Reconfirmed: "You really don't feel sick to your stomach?"

Lin Ran nodded, not understanding why Zhang Zhan asked that.

"No, isn't there a problem with this plate of cake?"

Zhang Zhan took another one to feed to King Meng.

The Great Sage gave the same answer.

"It seems that the younger brother and sister's stomach is really strong!" Zhang Wu covered his stomach and said with admiration.

A Man and Zhang Zhan remembered the barbecue that morning, and immediately nodded their heads in understanding.

"It seems that ordinary drugs can no longer cause damage to Ran'er's stomach."

"My woman, really not ordinary!"

Lin Ran didn't know what the three men who had shared happiness and hardship were muttering in the back.

She tied her hair, checked the straps on her wrists again, and rode Xiao Bai off the stands. "Don't steal my cake, I'll eat it when I get back."

Zhang Zhan still wanted to say something.

But Lin Ran had already flown far away, leaving him only a handsome back.

Zhang Zhan could only let out a long sigh.

Hey, what if your girlfriend is too strong and not clingy at all?

......

At the guest table, Lan Wenxian summoned his younger brother Lan Wende in a separate room.

Lan Wenxian said with a gloomy face: "Over there in Sakurajima, how are you preparing?" "

Back to Your Majesty." Lan Wende bowed and replied respectfully: "Everything is ready, just waiting for your order." "

The two brothers of the Zhang family killed the Holy Son and Ghost Face of Sakurajima one after another, and the High Priest of Sakurajima was angry, and he was already in dire need."

Hearing this, Lan Wenxian's face became a little better: "Order, set off, destroy Lincheng."

"Let the Great Elder accompany you, be sure to get the secret recipe of the high-grade Royal Beast Stone!"

"Yes!" Lan Wende replied.

Seeing that he hadn't retreated yet, Lan Wenxian frowned slightly: "How, is there anything else?"

Lan Wende asked

: "Second Highness's side..." Lan Wenxian's eyes were cold: "That waste gave him such a precious power stone, but he can't even clean up a young master of the Zhang family..."

"But the Second Highness is seriously injured, and if it is not treated with a recovery potion in time, I am afraid that it will leave a dark wound." Lan Wende persuaded: "After all, he is your own son, Your Majesty..."

The word biological seemed to poke Lan Wenxian's sore spot.

He interrupted Lan Wende with a black face: "My Lan family never raises waste.

"You ask people to carry Blue Star back to the Fire Palace, and find a doctor to treat him by the way."

"Yes!" Lan Wende bowed and answered.

He retreated very respectfully until the door closed and slowly straightened up.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Lan Wende's subordinate Ghost Face appeared from the shadows.

His face was covered with black tattoos and he was best at assassination and beheading.

"Your Majesty said, send Your Second Highness on the road."

Lan Wende's face was half in the light, half in the shadow, and there was still half a sincere and terrified look in front of Lan Wenxian just now.

"Yes." The ghost face responded, slowly melting back into the darkness.

......

"We see that the third group of competitors is already in place." Lao Ding adjusted his state and continued to preside: "They are

-" "The sword saint of the Ancient Dao Sword Hall-Wei Feng!"

“VS！"

"Lincheng Valkyrie - Lin Ran!"

"Boom!"

Lin Ran appeared riding Dabai, making the atmosphere of the scene reach a climax again.

Although they did not think that Lin Ran would be Wei Feng's opponent.

However, Lin Ran looks good!

Especially today, she is wearing a white kendo suit, the cuffs are tied tightly with ribbons, and the straps on her head are also the same color, which is even more heroic and sassy, and the fairy air is fluttering.

Zhang Yue hugged Zhang Zhan and said, "I bought this dress, Sister A's vision is good!"

Zhang Zhan silently gave Zhang Yue a thumbs up.

The shield on the ring is raised.

Wei Feng held the sword and made a disciple salute towards Lin Ran.

"Miss Situ, Master asked me to greet you on his behalf."

Lin Ran was stunned.

She hadn't heard the surname Situ for a long time.

Ever since she escaped from that place seven years ago, she hadn't dared to think much about the past.

She almost forgot, her original surname was Situ...

Lin Ran took a deep breath, and his eyes still couldn't help but be a little red.

The owner of the Ancient Kendo Hall, it was really him!

The person who practiced swords with her since she was a child, and even fought the enemy with his life that night, so that she could escape safely.

Lin Ran stabilized his emotions, and when he spoke again, his voice still couldn't help but tremble a little: "Your master, is he okay?" "

Master Zun is very good, but I have always missed the deceased, and after this competition, I will take you to meet him." Wei Feng bent the corners of his mouth without a trace, and secretly mocked in his heart.

Sword training should be a man's business, what kind of sword a woman practices!

So easily influenced by the outside world, Jianxin is really fragile.

If it weren't for His Majesty King Wu's repeated instructions that he could not underestimate the enemy, he would definitely be able to win easily even if he didn't use this move.

Wei Feng pulled out the sword on his waist, and said with a deep look on his face: "Miss Situ, please enlighten." A

sound of Miss Situ made Lin Ran's heart tremble again.

Wei Feng waited for this moment, the metallic light on his body flashed, and a golden-tailed marten pattern appeared on the sword in his hand.

Wei Feng swung his sword, and dozens of long swords flew out of the carry-on space.

Shot at Lin Ran.

Lin Ran was on tiptoe and hurriedly retreated.

Countless long swords seemed to be controlled by countless different people, attacking at different speeds and angles, and what surprised Lin Ran even more was that these dozens of long swords could cooperate with each other.

Lin Ran's sword fell first, and he could only make a move.

"Appeared! Wei Feng's Sword Saint's Hundred Sword Formation!

"Lord Wei Feng's 18 swords at a time, it seems that he values Lord Lin Ran very much!"

"But looking at her embarrassed appearance, she can only take 18 swords, at most 20 swords, she will definitely lose!"

"That's for sure, Wei Fengjian Saint is a person who is only one step away from breaking the saint."

Zhang Zhan and A Man were also watching the battle.

Zhang Wu?

He ran to the bathroom.

"Miss Lin Ran doesn't seem to be in a state today." Ah Man said worriedly.

"Well." Zhang Zhan also frowned: "Could it be that those foods still hurt Ran'er?"

"Miss Situ, offended."

Wei Feng looked at Lin Ran's appearance and knew that he had won.

He spoke again, and then squeezed the sword technique in his hand and added 5 more long swords to the sword formation.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sword in Lin Ran's hand and the long sword in the sword formation constantly collided.

Every time Wei Feng, she thought that Lin Ran would hit the sword, she could always easily use the sword move or body technique to save the danger.

Hey, she is worthy of being the daughter of the sword god of the Ten Great Empires of Megatron, and she has some skills.

Wei Feng's eyes darkened, and he decided to fight quickly.

"Miss Situ, please take it!"

Ten more long swords joined the sword formation!