My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Seeing so serious, Ye Fan quickly opened his eyes.

I found a line written above:

"Master, Xiao Jin is going to practice. The next time he returns, he won't be ashamed of him!"

Finally, a little dragon paw print was printed.

Ye Fan swept away, and found that Xiao Jin had really disappeared.

He put away the stationery, and his heart was somewhat unreliable.

Although he often hated Xiao Jin, he was only out of jokes.

For Xiao Jin, Ye Fan didn't demand too much at all.

Xiao Jin had helped him and rescued him in times of crisis. He was one person and one dragon, already as good as his loved ones.

Even if Xiao Jin had been a greedy snake and a timid dragon all his life, Ye Fan would have no opinion.

However, Xiao Jin obviously did not think so.

It seems that this time is really a little hurtful self-esteem, painful thinking, and going to practice.

Ye Fan doesn't know where to find it at the moment, but can only hope that this courageous dragon will not be too rash and don't cause trouble.

Ye Fan pondered that the so-called "cultivation" might be to go out for "food" and return after a while.

Follow the river all the way to the restaurant in the world below.

Upstairs elegant room, several of the three must have been in.

What surprised Ye Fan was that Ji Zhihei also came?

Ji Zhihei also drank the wine first, and when he saw Ye Fan come over, he greeted with a smile.

"Brother Sword God, you're here, I'll drink half a jug of wine!"

"I'm so close to you?" Ye Fan couldn't help asking.

"Oh, aren't you all yourselves in the future? It's not bad to get closer early," Ji Zhihei waved indifferently.

Jiang? It's upset to see Ji Zhihei sitting.

"Ji Zhihei! You are the old man sitting here, but the old man wants to pour wine for the Lord Sword God!"

"Jiang? I am your predecessor. Do you still compete with me in a position?"

Ji Zhihei swaggered, and after drinking a glass of wine, raised his eyebrows and said, "Besides, I and the Brothers of the Sword God belong to the same family, sitting closer, but not excessive."

"Ghost pull! I don't know each other with swordsman talent! I hate to meet late!"

Jiang? Busy said to Ye Fan: "Master Sword God, you may not know, we all call him" Ji Pao Pao ".

Troublesome and dangerous things, he runs faster than anyone else.

Before negotiating with you, he refused to come and die.

Hearing that we were going to sit down and drink, he came to the restaurant and waited!

He is the most shameless and shameless guy, and is not worthy of the trust of Lord Sword God! "

Ye Fan looked at Jiang silently, hoping that the goods could realize something.

Unfortunately, Jiang? S face did not change, it seems that he does not know the meaning of Ye Fan's eyes.

"I see ... You two are actually right, just sit together. I'll go next to the dean.

Sit with the scholars and go up a lot, and I am a progressive person. "

The table was very large, and the emperor returned two seats beside him. Obviously everyone expressed respect.

In Jiang? S "resentment" eyes, Ye Fan sat next to the emperor.

"Among the ten statues, is there another candle dragon?" Ye Fan asked.

"The candlestick soul ... it doesn't matter if she doesn't come, she is not suitable to appear in a crowded place, and she is not used to it," the emperor returned.

"Master Sword God, the dean is telling the truth, the child is more afraid of giving birth, and can't say anything when he sees a stranger.

And she didn't have any thoughts about these clan and alliance events.

At a critical moment, if there is a war, she will still stand up and be a good boy, "Xiao Qingxuan laughed.

Ye Fan shrugged. "I have no doubt. Since this is the case, let's raise a glass and wish the people a prosperous future!"

Everyone followed the toast and drank it.

"Drinking this glass of wine really counts."

The prince sighed: "Sword God, to be honest, your appearance has indeed filled a big gap in our clan."

"Oh? How?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"On strength, in fact, even if the army of Satan comes, we will definitely have a fight.

The problem is that our clan is different from the Demon Kingdom.

Within our clan, there is no absolute core, no absolute faith.

In the ancient times, the head of the demon Yejunyang, although the clan's creatures were coated with charcoal.

But in fact, the various demons outside are afraid of us.

Of course, Ye Junyang's strength is called the top of the plane.

But there is also a big reason, that is that at that time, we humans were unified and Ye Junyang had absolute dominance.

All the demons and clans know how powerful a clan that acts together is.

Of course, Ye Junyang is a killer, and such a rule must not agree.

It's a pity ... After that, nothing happened, the dominant clan powerhouse, "said the emperor.

Ye Fan took a chicken leg handed over by Jiang? He bit his mouth and smiled: "Finally willing to tell the truth? I said, you really need me ..."

"Before you, the person closest to being an emperor was actually the lad of Feng Xiaotian.

But the kid has the strength, the other aspects are mixed, really embarrassing.

He doesn't have the heart of an emperor at all, so there is no need to mention such a person. "

The emperor said with an expression of hatred.

"Dean, don't laugh at it, he's scared to see you now."

Xiao Qingxuan laughed: "Speaking of which, I am in favor of ...

Large-scale wars on the plane and paper strength are often not decisive.

If once the war begins, everyone cannot trust each other, and without a unified leader, they will be disintegrated one by one.

A big reason why Satan dared to send troops to us was to see that our clan was not united enough. "

"Exactly, so next, we need to resolve internal issues as quickly as possible.

If you are the sword god, we will do our best to help.

After this period of time, what you made in Kyushu created a record ...

In fact, many clan children already admire you.

Feng Xiaotian also respects your elder brother, which is equivalent to clearing all obstacles.

You only need to promulgate some good policies to improve people's livelihood, and presumably be the emperor, and you will be successful, "said the emperor.

"But ... Aufa Godland, because of different beliefs and different cultures, it takes a lot of effort," Xiao Qingxuan said.

Ye Fan frowned and asked, "Austrian God Realm, the other half of the Human Alliance, how is it related to you?"

"The relationship is not good," Huang Wanrou rolled her eyes. "I really doubt if they will help the Satan army."

Ye Fan froze, "So bad?"

"Wan Rou said, it is not exaggerated. The Master of Austrian God Realm has always regarded our Kyushu clan as a competitor.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that humans naturally like to compare with humans.

Those mages, most of whom are not blood-born talents, naturally treat our clan with colored eyes.

They believe that we are relying on our bloodline talents and are not worth mentioning.

Many in our clan look down on those mortals who have no flair for blood.

Although the clan and the Austrian **** realm become human alliances, they have not stood the test of real crisis.

This time you want to be the sword god, Austrian God Realm has not yet expressed its position.

Even if they surrender, they cannot be taken lightly, they may not be sincere, "Xiao Qingxuan said.

"Meaning ... Aufa God Realm, is enemy or friend, not yet known".

Ye Fan scratched his head with an ominous hunch.

"Now ... Brother Sword God, although these world events, sister I am not very good at it.

But if you want to be an emperor, I can design a beautiful linen robe for you ", a white one winks.

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly for a while.

"Brother! Shut up!"

Bai Lu, who was sitting next to Bai Yi, had the heart to die, and stared at his brother fiercely.

The famous actor on the foggy night raised his glass and said with a literary temperament: "Sword God, are you interested in performing in my theater company?

I will cultivate your feeling of being an emperor, and bring out the emotions that are truly in line with the identity of the emperor. When the emotions are in place, the emperor will be realistic. "

"Director, people have realized the imperial mood. The emperor emotions do not need you to teach, right?" Ji Zhihei knocked on Erlang's leg.

"That's different. Performing arts are contagious!" Wu Yeming is righteous.

"You put your clothes on first! Who do you infect in a bathrobe all day long?" Huang Wanrou scorned.

Hua Feihua kept silent, but narrowed her eyes, suddenly looked serious, and stood up.