The apprentice quickly took out the cloth ruler, and quickly measured it on Ye Xiaofan, and his hands were shaking.

Soon after the apprentice was measured, he took the dark blue robe to cut it. In a few minutes, a dress matching the figure of yexiaofan came out.

Ye Xiaofan took the clothes, and uploaded the feeling of silky silk. Once he turned around, he quickly put on the clothes. Before that white robe was destroyed by Ye Xiaofan with his true spirit.

"Even the strong four baby change from the, also can not say what they have experienced in it, as if the memory in the head has been forcibly erased."

"Where there is an unknown danger, if you want to reach the cactus safely, you must have at least the strength of level 4 infant change. For 100000 years, anyone who has not reached the strength of grade 4 infant transformation will die and die everywhere."

"Xiaofan, although your strength is not low, but if you want to go to the real Lingwu academy, you must pass the border between the river and the immortal zone."

Snow brocade poem looks down at Ye Xiaofan's eyes, hesitates and sighs again and again, and slowly describes:

on the street, ye Xiaofan's eyes on passers-by are indifferent, and his purpose is not forgotten in his heart.

"Little sister, you haven't told me where the real Lingwu academy is?"

Every passer-by, to see two people, will be involuntarily issued an exclamation, some girls see ye Xiaofan, is two eyes shining, hate to jump up.

Walking on the street, ye Xiaofan led the hand of snow brocade poetry. The passers-by were attracted by two people. Their faces were very high, as if they were immortal going down to the world, and the return rate was 100%.

"My God, it's so handsome, so lovely!"

"How can there be such a beautiful child!"

"Lie. Trough, immortal face value!"

The two men walked out of the Xianyi Pavilion.

It is a perfect combination of lovely and dignified. No matter which woman sees Ye Xiaofan, she can not resist the appearance of Ye Xiaofan.

Snow brocade poem looks at Ye Xiaofan in front of you. A pair of peach blossom eyes are full of amazing, small and exquisite Ye Xiaofan, with exquisite five features and flexible big eyes. With this dress, the air field becomes very powerful in a moment, and the whole body is filled with majesty.

Wearing this dress, ye Xiaofan felt that he had greatly enhanced his control over the real Qi of thunder in the air or his understanding of the skill. He could not help but mutter, "800, no doubt."

Ye Xiaofan raises his small hand, holds a ray of current, and makes a burst of noise in a moment, which is full of the smell of destruction.

"Crackling!"

Behind the dark blue clothes, a layer of light circle waves, and a Z-shaped lightning sign emerges. Then a current travels on and down yexiaofan's body, forming a powerful pattern, and the surrounding body ripples a powerful air field, like the son of thunder.

"Buzz!"

Then, in the air, ye Xiaofan appeared a continuous current, which was flowing slowly in the air, without moving by himself, and those currents would flow towards themselves, enter their own body, and strengthen their own lightning system strength.

The deep blue robe, which is worn on the body, is like soft cotton, which is fit to the body. It has a kind of comfort that can not be said, as if it were wearing this dress and could go to the sky.

After listening to the words of snow brocade poetry, ye Xiaofan is not only afraid, but eager to try. He has always believed that the most dangerous place has the most cattle forced treasures.

"Xiaofan, but you have some trouble going to the real Lingwu academy now."

Snow brocade poem feels the breath of the distance, looks up, whispers.

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