"Bang!"

White Qi, like a huge hammer, hit Ye Xiaofan's back heavily, making a dull sound.

"Wow

"Boom

Snow Pengfei's eyes cracked, grew up his mouth, roared, raised his fist, hit Ye Xiaofan's head heavily.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

When Xue Pengfei runs to his eyes, ye Xiaofan lies on the body of xuejinshi, makes a face at xuepengfei, and then reaches out his middle finger and shakes it to xuepengfei. The whole appearance is not worth beating.

For that angry xuepengfei, ye Xiaofan is not afraid at all, and even wants to change a more comfortable position to lie in the arms of snow brocade poetry.

The soles of his feet, mixed with rich genuine Qi, directly trampled on the ground one by one deep footprints. With the continuous running, the earth was constantly trembling, which shows how angry the man was.

Xuepengfei can't tolerate anyone's desecration of his goddess, let alone a dirty little beggar. At this time, he was dizzy with anger in his mind, surrounded by white genuine Qi, and ran toward Ye Xiaofan crazily.

"Bang bang!"

"Little beast, I'll kill you!"

It's not like looking up at the whole face of the adult.

"Worri!"

For the distant roar of xuepengfei, ye Xiaofan naturally listens to it. Seeing the angry xuepengfei, ye Xiaofan shows a joking expression.

"Little sister, you are so comfortable in your arms. I don't know why. Lying in your arms, I feel my injury is recovering rapidly."

If it was not for the presence of Xue Jin Shi, Xue Pengfei would have run away and killed Ye Xiaofan hundreds of times to relieve his hatred.

He admired Xue Jin Shi for a long time, but he didn't even touch each other's hands or talk at a short distance. Now there is a little beggar, in front of him, who is in the arms of Xuejin poem. How can he not be angry.

When xuepengfei sees Ye Xiaofan lying in the arms of Xuejin poem, he is more angry in his heart and roars angrily. The killing intention in his eyes is even more frightening.

"Little beggar, come out of the young lady's arms quickly!"

This can make Xue Jin Shi anxious to death. Xue Jin Shi really thinks that ye Xiaofan is dying, and the true Qi in his hands is more vigorous, and rushes towards Ye Xiaofan's body without reservation.

"Little brother, you must hold on. As long as you get through, I will tell you where zhenlingwu academy is!"

Ye Xiaofan looked at the youth in the distance, then pretended to slip, and fell into the arms of snow brocade poetry, feeling the warmth in the arms of snow brocade poetry. Ye Xiaofan said dying.

"Oh, little sister, I I'm afraid... "

See ye Xiaofan spit blood, snow brocade poem face flustered, squat down the body, hands filled with soft white real gas, rush into Ye Xiaofan's body, worried.

"What's the matter with you, little brother?"

If it had not been injured before, how could he have hurt himself on the strength of the young nine level baby.

The violent impact directly injured Ye Xiaofan's internal organs. Ye Xiaofan, who had been seriously injured, could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

This fist, with snow Pengfei, was furious, and had no hand left. It was likely to smash Ye Xiaofan's head.

"Xuepengfei, what do you mean?"

Snow brocade poem looks back, sharp eyes, straight at snow Pengfei, jiaosheng scold way.

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