Online Battle Romance

When the two waterspouts rolled towards Erya, her keen spiritual sense had already warned her in advance, but because of her zero combat experience, Erya subconsciously accelerated her escape before she had time to think about it.

As a result, Haitian staged a stunning show of immortals playing with anacondas. Two big anacondas twisted their huge waists, clumsily chasing the beautiful fairy who was like a colorful butterfly and moved like a rabbit. But I can't catch up.

After several chases, the anaconda felt even weaker, and its body was shaky, as if it was drunk, and it danced dizzily there.

The second girl flew to the side, frightened, and let out a long breath, nervously watching their every move, forced to watch their performance.

Qianqian asked Er Ya suspiciously

, "The empress's urgent acceptance of apprentices, the output of millions of inheritances, taught you this?" Will this work in real combat? "

Huh? Yes, yes! We were panicked and fled.

Er Ya couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly went to his memory to find this kind of practical experience and skills. Hundreds of professional options popped up in her mind at once, and Erya was an intensive and difficult choice, and she was stunned and didn't know what to do.

"There are too many teachings, hundreds of tricks, how should I choose? You two come and help, this battle is not my business alone! Er Ya said urgently.

"Then it would be nice to choose your preferences!" The maid pet said with disdain.

"Yes, yes! It's still a pet smart. Erya said happily.

After speaking, she rushed into the attack range of the anaconda again, secretly lucked the heavenly divine skill, pointed at the two anacondas, and said:

"Certain!" Where is the wickedness? If you dare to attack me suddenly, how can this emperor spare you! "

Strange things happened, the two anacondas were really fixed in the air, as if they were still, motionless.

"Eat me!"

After Er Ya finished speaking, he threw out a red aya with a movement of his right arm, and the red aya automatically became longer and larger, and actually wrapped the two anacondas together, and then smashed them hard, and saw a giant water stick wrapped around the red aya, which smashed into the position of the blue indigo yaksha in the sea.

After a loud sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, there were many tsunamis on the sea, but the blue indigo patrol yaksha could no longer be found. He had already been photographed into a pile of meat puree, and he was buried in fish and shrimp.

"What was in the sea just now? Why are you attacking us?".

Erya really wants to know. However, who made her choose the first nirvana!

"Humph! It's not a good thing! Erya finished the last line in her memory.

"Alas! There are so many dangers in this sea! It would be nice if Brother Ye was here, and there would be no need for anyone else to do it at all! Alas! I don't know when we'll see each other. Erya secretly said melancholy in her heart.

Next, Er Ya had an extra heart and searched out a lot of skills in his memory.

After she chose the first shadowless divine escape, the shadow of the Dark Luck Divine Skill disappeared into the vast sky in a flash.

"Actually, if you don't want to fight when you encounter danger in the future, you can use this skill!" Erya flew away at great speed, and said in her heart.

Erya fled at sea for four hours, and finally saw the coastline at dusk. Erya couldn't help but rejoice. Suddenly, I remembered the seaside villa in Victoria Bay, and the second girl's nose was sour, and she shed tears again.

She then recalled the sweet times when she and Ye Fan fell from the Internet to Xiangcheng together. After she and Ye Fan had their first time there, the feeling of nervousness and sweetness, panic and anticipation was so evocative.

She suddenly remembered the experience of visiting Xingang Noodle Street with Ye Fan.

It was a very atmospheric afternoon at dusk, and in the small square on the corner of the noodle street, there was a white-haired rural man who was kneading noodles there.

His glass display shelves are pasted with the words "Zhang Ji Man", which is full of so many colorful costume figures that he has pinched.

There is Chang'e hugging the jade rabbit, there is Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law, and Wu Song beating the tiger, Nezha has three heads and six arms, the cowherd and the weaver girl, the seven fairies and Dong Yong. The faces are vivid, vivid, and colorful.

So, Ye Fan and Erya, who ate shrimp trochlea noodles together in the noodle street, walked by here. The two of them were attracted by these face-to-face people. They stayed here for half an hour.

In the end, Er Ya and Ye Fan couldn't help but pay for Uncle Zhang, the noodle person, and pinched two noodle people for them. The two of them thought of the Red Mansion Palace at the same time, so Ye Fan asked to pinch a Jia Baoyu, and Erya naturally let a Lin Daiyu pinch a Lin Daiyu.

Uncle Zhang smiled and looked at Ye Fan and Erya very seriously, touched his white beard and nodded:

"Pinch Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, not bad, not bad." A little couple, Lang has the intention of coming to the sister, and the companionship is sweet! He

expertly mixed the dough and gathered the various pigments together. I couldn't help humming a self-composed folk song tune, the song of "The Craftsmanship of the Noodle Kneader":

and noodles. Hey, hey. Let the soft become hard and the hard become soft. Yo hello.

The noodle pincher. Hey, hey. Pinch patiently and carefully, and pinch all over the body. Yo hello.

I'll show you one first. Hey, hey. Slender figure, handsome face. Yo hello. Curved eyebrows, big eyes. Yo hello.

Hey? Sister Lin! Hey, hey. Why didn't I finish pinching it, and the red paint was on your face! Hey, hey!

Uncle Zhang finished singing, and the noodle man was also pinched. He smiled and handed Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu to Ye Fan and Erya respectively.

Erya took it in surprise, clapped her hands lightly and praised: Uncle

pinched it so well, and the song he sang was so good! Thank you, Uncle Zhang!

Ye Fan heard a different flavor from Uncle Zhang's song. He smiled and said to

Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, you are really good at singing!" It's even better than the eighteen touches in our hometown! This one is obviously much more atmospheric!

Uncle Zhang's cloudy eyes flashed, and he said with a smile:

"Alas! We've been young, too! I also have my own romantic story! Now old man! It's useless! Young people, you have to take good hold of each other and cherish each other! I wish you all happiness! Hahahaha!

Ye Fan and Erya said goodbye to Uncle Zhang and left there.

"Brother Ye, what song is Eighteen Touches? Can you sing? The little key that Uncle Zhang sang just now is really good! Brother Ye, why don't you sing me an eighteen touches too! Er

Ya asked expectantly, and Meimu stared at Ye Fan in a blink, waiting for him to agree.

Ye Fan couldn't help but blush, and shirked:

"This is not good, it's not good to sing." Alas! Let's go home first!

So Ye Fan and Erya drove back to the villa.

Ye Fan finally learned to be a dough pincher.

Mix the noodles and make the soft hard hard and the hard soft.

The noodle pincher. Pinch patiently and carefully, and pinch all over the body.

I'll show you one first. Slender figure, handsome face. Curved eyebrows, big eyes.

Hey? Sister Lin! Why didn't I finish pinching it, and the red paint was on your face!

After Ye Fan's careful and meticulous processing, sure enough, the red pigment was on Erya's face! For a long time, for a long time.

When Erya was reminiscing energetically and secretly intoxicated, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she bumped into someone fiercely.

"Hey, hey! It hurts! Which bastard is so blind, eats the dragon's heart phoenix gall, and dares to hit Ben Shao?".

A hoarse and fat male voice came from the feet of the second girl.

Er Ya hurriedly stabilized her body and suspended in mid-air. Look down.

I saw a fat boy like a pig, wearing a green robe and a black vest. is very similar to the son of the turtle prime minister in the legend of the White Snake. Beneath his big fat ass was a wounded flying unicorn.