My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Before Ye Fan came in, he taught the old man how to communicate.

"Really, who are all here?"

"After Kangor received the message from the young master, he sent Canaan over."

"This old Kang is quite able to carry it, so he only sent his disciples here."

"Hehe, if the judge of the temple is to come in person, the temple may not agree.

The great sage of Canaan came over, and it was considered enough face. After all, he was a big man with a status equivalent to Emperor Tianzhao. "

"Where's Aslan?"

"The high priest Baines personally led the team. After all, Aslan civilization is now under the control of the young master, which is reasonable."

Ye Fan's mouth slightly raised, "Those guys, what's your reaction?"

"Naturally, it's very quiet, and I can't drive it away," Ah Qun said with a smile, "But... Beauty God also sent Elder Singer to come..." Ye Fan frowned: "Frigga?

Singh? "

This woman, what are you doing to join in the fun?

"I heard that the **** of beauty issued an oracle and promoted Elder Singer to be the high priest of her temple."

"Mei Shen also said that looking forward to seeing the young master again is equivalent to expressing friendship publicly."

"I want to come here to add icing on the cake, but it is the first time in history that the Lord God congratulates the patriarch of the Shenlong Royal Family."

Ye Fan's head was a little big when he heard it, and he always felt that Frigg was planning something.

He lowered his head and looked at Han Yinzheng leaning on him.

The woman's face is full of enjoyment and satisfaction, as if just relying on it like this, it is worth playing for hundreds of years.

"Go," Han Yinzheng said.

"I have to go out. If you want anything else, you can tell me."

Ye Fan felt a little ashamed. It stands to reason that he should be responsible for the evolution of civilization in the world of swords.

Now it's like handing over all the testing work to Han Yinzheng.

"Just now... I already got what I wanted." Han Yinzheng sat up.

Ye Fan wondered: "Just rely on it?"

Han Yinzheng shook his head and smiled sweetly: "It's your hesitation... You didn't go out directly, but hesitated for me."

Ye Fan didn't know what to say, but why did he become the one who was teased by women?

Immediately, Ye Fan returned to the outside world.

A group of VIPs have long been looking forward to seeing Ye Fan, and they are scrambling to introduce themselves and congratulate Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't appear too enthusiastic, and to most people, he simply nodded.

He also smiled at several acquaintances of Canaan and Baines.

"Lord Sword God, you really surprised us. It's not long since you left Fizz, how did you take down the Shenlong Royal Family?"

Canaan quietly transmitted his voice, with an expression of admiration on his face.

"Just take back what belongs to me," Ye Fan responded lightly.

At this time, Yu Shengyan came up without haste and introduced himself.

"The patriarch, the three divine generals of the divine enlightenment, whose status is only under the national teacher Zhong Xuyou, was the minister of Hugu who assisted Emperor Tianzhao to ascend to the throne."

"Sir Yu Shengyan is a celebrity like the one in front of His Majesty Zhao today, and he has always been the emperor's advisor," Ah Qun introduced.

Ye Fan nodded, and he could see that this Yu Shengyan was already the best among the Star Gods, second only to the Dragons and Eight Wilds.

In his eyes, this kind of strength can actually be ignored.

But in the big world, this is already the pinnacle that countless geniuses can reach.

After all, how many people can reach the Creator?

"Congratulations to the Sword God's entry into the Divine Dragon Royal Family, Yumou only learned today that the Sword God and Lord Meishen have an extraordinary relationship," Yu Shengyan said with a smile.

Seeing that the other party was from Aslan, Ye Fan didn't find it strange to mention Frigga.

"It's alright, after all, the evil deeds of Saimon were exposed together," Ye Fan said.

"Then Sword God and Lord Meishen are friends?"

Yu Shengyan's eyes brightened.

Ye Fan is a little impatient, what does this make him say?

friend?

It doesn't seem to count.

But... better than a normal friend... "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Ye Fan simply asked a question.

Yu Shengyan smiled and said, "To tell the truth, Yu Mou's biggest wish in his life is to meet Master Meishen... I don't know if Sword God can recommend him."

"Then you're looking for the wrong person. I don't even want to see her, let alone recommending her?"

Ye Fan refused directly.

Yu Shengyan looked disappointed, "Why?

Beauty God is the most beautiful existence in the world, how can you not want to see it? "

"Are you here to congratulate me, or to find a woman?"

Ye Fan was speechless, the feeling is that he met Frigga's fanatical fans! ?

"woman?

Beauty God is a goddess, how can it be called a 'human'! ? "

Yu Shengyan suddenly became angry.

Ye Fan's head froze when he heard it, "Enough! I don't want to talk about her!"

"Lord Sword God, this matter must be made clear, even if you are..." "Bang!"

Before Yu Shengyan could finish speaking, Ye Fan kicked him straight away! Everyone was stunned, watching a human cannonball fly out of the hall for a few hundred meters... "Master Sword God, Yu Shengyan is the special envoy of Emperor Tianzhao, this... is not good?"

Bynes smiled wryly.

"Emperor Tianzhao?

I have to let him fail?

It's almost as if his ancestor, the Great Emperor of Heaven, came in person! "

Ye Fan's expression was arrogant.

His foot is also very thoughtful.

The first is to let the gods enlighten the royal family, and I have a certain idea in my heart, don't take him as the royal family patriarch in the past.

Second, the more simple and rude he behaves, the more reassuring the royal family of Shenqi will be on him, thinking that he has a simple mind.

On the other hand, Ye Fan is also really annoying, a Frigga, it's not over yet?

! Everyone at the scene sneered when they heard it.

Some think that Yu Shengyan is too much, while others are somewhat disdainful, thinking that Ye Fan is too arrogant.

Even in terms of cultivation, Tian Zhao couldn't compare with Ye Fan at all, but he was the emperor of the Shenqi Empire today, representing the Shenqi royal family.

Not to mention those hidden behind the scenes, even if on the bright side, the national teacher Zhong Xuyou may not be something your Sword God can deal with.

as predicted! Yu Shengyan, who was kicked, was not really afraid.

He packed up his appearance and came to the hall again.

"Lord Sword God, Clan Chief Ye, although my Yushengyan is insignificant, today represents His Majesty Tianzhao, and I'm here to congratulate you!"

"Even if you don't want to talk about the matter of Lord Meishen, you don't have to use your feet to 'kick off', right?"

Yu Shengyan looked serious.

Ye Fan smiled: "Then what do you think?"

"Let's not say anything else, please ask Sword God to take back what he just said, and call Lord Meishen a 'goddess'!"

Hearing this request, Ye Fan was about to cry, this guy is really a brainless fan! ?

But at this moment, an aura that made Ye Fan a little familiar, but a little unexpected, appeared outside the hall.

"As if... I'm not too late?"

An unfamiliar and mediocre-looking man in white, with a smile on his face, came in from outside with a leather bag in his hand.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but be startled! They didn't even notice that someone broke into here?

! "Master?"

Ah Qun was also surprised, he didn't find anyone coming.

Ye Fan raised his hand, indicating that it was okay.

"Who are you?"

Yu Shengyan's eyes showed vigilance.

The man in white didn't even look at him, and walked right by.

"Sword God, long time no see."

He picked up the leather bag and handed it to Ye Fan: "I heard that the Sword God took back the position of the patriarch of the Shenlong Royal Family, and he specially sent gifts to congratulate him."

Ye Fan took the paper bag and opened it, he was a little dumbfounded.

A few hot steamed buns seem to have just been bought on Longcheng Street. They are quite perfunctory... "Eternal Emperor, how many buns do you give as gifts?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience! "Yong... Eternal Emperor!?"

Yusheng's cigarette legs softened, his face panicked, how could he still have the calmness just now, and even stumbled back two steps!