Great Heaven Sovereign

"Why? I'm a girl alone in your city. I can't trust you, okay?" The little master turned his eyes.

Yang Fan still shook his head. "I always feel something wrong, but it doesn't matter if you really want to follow."

There's nothing wrong with what the fiddle Master said.

She really can't do anything by herself now.

Its combat power is definitely not weak among female practitioners. The level of Tao is similar to that of the commander of the five elements guard.

But what she inherits is the battle method of the city Lord. Only the real combat power is far more than the commander of the five elements.

These things can't be of any use in the new town. She doesn't seem to have the strength to use them badly.

"Let's go!" Fuqin bit her teeth, and she hurried directly.

Yang Fan's body method exploded, and the robe covered up all the breath.

The little fiddle master behind him followed closely.

The little fiddle master has no ability to completely hide his breath.

But she's just a human race. Even if there's any danger, it shouldn't be a big battle.

After all, big battles also have costs.

It's not a big battle. If it's scattered troops, there's no problem. They won't be slow along the way.

Time is running out, and they continue to move forward, but the road is really long.

There is absolutely no systematic transmission law in the place where the seven races run rampant.

The transmission method itself consumes a lot. If the current reckless wasteland is not an extremely necessary place, no one deliberately sets up the transmission law.

"Wait a minute." I don't know how much time has passed. The little master of playing the piano has spoken.

"What are you doing?" Yang Fan is a little impatient.

The fiddler turned his eyes. "I'm hungry. Go find something to eat."

Yang Fan almost vomited blood. "Find it yourself."

Practitioners eat and sleep in the open air. Their appetite is only to meet their psychological needs. There is absolutely no saying that they must eat when they are hungry.

There are a lot of spirit stones on the fiddle master. Naturally, it is impossible to lack spirit breath to maintain his strength supplement. It is clear that he just wants to eat.

"Did you make a mistake? Did you let me find it?" The little fiddle master was furious.

"I'm not your father. Why should I look for it?" Yang Fan refused cleanly.

The fiddle master looked distorted. "I'm the supervisor of your new town. Don't you even listen to the supervisor's words? Do you want to form an alliance?"

Yang fan can't laugh or cry. Now he suspects that she didn't come to the alliance, just to cheat food and drink. "The alliance is a matter of life and death. You can connect food and drink together. I really doubt your sincerity. It's worth it if the alliance doesn't end."

He would immediately move on and shake off the little master of playing the piano completely.

The fiddle master was stunned.

As a result, in Yang Fan's knowledge of the sea, Xiao Jiu said again, "look for food."

"Why?" Yang Fan was speechless again. Why did she come again.

"It's no reason. Xiao linger has been here for so long. Tell me if you have really entertained a meal. This is the person left by your mother. At least it's your elder." Xiao Jiu said eloquently.

"God is special, elder!" Yang Fan is stupid.

Later, xiaolinger appeared again. "The elders dare not say, but it seems that they should treat me more or less."

When Xiao Ling spoke, he also swallowed the water channel.

In the sea of knowledge, the two young women talked more than once, while outside the sea of knowledge, the little master of playing the piano still stared at him.

Finally, Yang Fan said, "if you want to eat, hurry up and talk about it in front."

"You're a little human!" In the distance, the little fiddler rolled his eyes and followed closely.

……

The loss of time is the place to stay.

Yang Fan killed a fierce beast at will. Now he starts barbecue in a remote corner.

"Come on, put some cumin!" It's also awesome for the little master of the piano to carry a seasoning bottle with her. In fact, she's wearing an apron to eat now.

The whole set of tableware comes from the storage space.

Yang Fan continued to be speechless. The so-called living in dignity is nothing more than this. It's all for this. It's so grand to eat, "how long haven't you eaten?"

"Two hours ago." The fiddle master licked and wiped his lips.

Yang Fan continued to be stunned. He rushed in front and she chased after him.

I don't know how long it is from the city. He really hasn't seen her eat.

Listen to the rhythm and make it clear that when he rushed in front, she ate secretly in the back.

"What are you looking at? I'm used to taking food with me when I'm away. Make a fuss and tell you to bake it carefully. I've never seen such bad looking food..."

The little master of Fuqin is forced to roar.

Yang Fan almost smashed the barbecue, but he finally held back.

She doesn't want Xiao Jiu and Xiao linger to eat.

There's no need to be angry about such a thing.

Finally, the barbecue came out and the meat was fragrant. "Can you eat it? It looks disgusting... It's really delicious!"

No one can escape the outbreak of Zhenxiang law.

The little master of playing the piano held the meat and ate it with joy.

Yang Fan didn't want to eat, but her appetite was aroused when she saw her movements.

However, he must send the meat to the sea before eating.

Finally, under the strong advice of Xiao Jiu and Xiao linger, Yang Fan determined that eating less meat is conducive to keeping fit.

He sat far away and watched the fiddle master eat meat. He didn't catch any hair.

Three women can eat more than one. It's none of his business.

Pa Pa!

When she had almost eaten, the little master patted her stomach, as if she was satisfied. Then she took out a silver toothpick and picked up her teeth.

"Wait, where's the meat I have left?" The remaining light of his eyes glanced slightly, and the little master of the piano fell on the fire.

Yang Fan said quietly, "where else? You've finished it all."

"It's impossible. Do you think I'm stupid? Did you eat it and say you don't eat it? How can you go back on your word? Is this a problem of meat? Inferior character!" The little fiddler has anger in his eyes.

Yang Fan vomited blood angrily. "I don't have a bone under the soles of my feet and no oil stain on my mouth. Are you stupid?"

After opening his mouth, the little master of playing the piano still scanned his whole body.

Of course, what Qin Xiaochi said is easy to judge. There are no bones or oil stains.

But there are a lot of bones under the feet of the little fiddle master.

She was puzzled and had to burp, and then patted her stomach. "It seems that my strength has increased again. I'm not prepared enough this time. Don't blame you. Have a heart next time."

"Where's your sister?" Yang Fan continued to be speechless.

As a result, the voice of Xiao Jiu's little spirit came out from the sea.

"It's good. You can't bake more next time. It's possible to change patterns without baking."

"There is less salt today. Pay attention next time."

Xiao ling'er and Xiao Jiu also belch and give professional cooking guidance to Yang Fan.

The so-called bull force bombardment is nothing more than that.