Supreme Medicinal God

The beautiful women in Yihuagong all have iced skin and beautiful skin, and their eyebrows are picturesque. They are dressed in ancient silk silk dresses.

Their voices were fragrant and soft, tender and touching, and they heard that their bones would be crisp.

In particular, smiling with a smile, looking back at Bai Meisheng, it's just to seduce one's soul, and it's disturbing.

Ye Feng gave a thumbs up to the disciples under the door, expressing his appreciation.

Seeing Ye Feng looking at himself, Li Rouge, Lan Ling'er, Jiang Yixue, and Jiang Yuxin all waved at him.

At least half of the men shot crazy jealous eyes and stared at Ye Feng with hate. So many beautiful women were actually led and directed by Ye Feng alone. This kid is really a blessing.

Some people secretly scolded, really shameless, a big man actually do all female disciples martial arts master, is it a man?

Ye Feng disagreed and continued to blame the female disciples, his girlfriends frowned, attracting countless resentful eyes.

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at the IPAD in his hand and seemed to have found something. He asked Ye Feng with a somber face: "Ye Sect Master, you didn't report 25 prefecture-level disciples. Why did you have one more person?"

The more one is Jiang Yixue, she was just here to see the excitement, but was stimulated by Li Rouge in the hotel, temporarily want to participate in the ancient Wu Dabi, to confirm her strength.

Ye Feng was about to answer, Li Rouge glanced at Jiang Yixue, and answered for Ye Feng: "The 25 disciples at the level of the disciples are all here. Miss Jiang Yixue Jiang was added to participate in the Xuan-level contest."

Li Rouge is a powdered silk dress, soft as water, transparent cigarette wraps her delicate body, her charming chest outlines a shallow peak, and the white jade legs, looming, is simply the regeneration of the charming lady, and some male disciples see it The eyes are straight, and there is even nosebleed.

Yue Zhuoqun stayed for a while, and looked away from Li Rouge's chest: "Who is Jiang Yixue?"

"I'm."

Jiang Yixue walked out of the team, she was wearing Armani purple tight sportswear today.

The purple tight sports suit, although wrapped tightly and tightly, but the strong elastic soft fabric is like an exquisite paintbrush, completely outlines her beautiful body, full chest, round hips, slender double The legs, with her thick curly hair, make her like a noble and soft goddess in Greek mythology.

Yue Zhuoqun was stunned for a while. How beautiful these beautiful women were, but he was so feminine that he had no interest in women.

He sneered: "This suddenly stops, and it's not very compliant."

Ye Feng grinned: "Are you afraid that our female disciples will be the first in the Xuan-class ancient martial arts competition, and dare not let her participate?"

As soon as Ye Feng spoke, many people were dissatisfied and uproar.

"It's crazy, can she be the first?"

"A beautiful girl, it is good to be able to protect herself. His patriarch asked her to participate in the competition because he wanted to kill her."

Listening to all kinds of remarks underneath, Yue Zhuoqun saw disdain in his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yixue. He was a good beauty, but he could not see any shadow of winning the Xuan-class ancient martial arts competition.

He glanced at the disciples under the door again. Those Xuan-level disciples under the Taiyi door swallowed a lot of saliva, and his eyes were shining, just like the evil wolf saw the little lamb, and he was eager to try.

They longed for the suzerain to let this beauty participate in the contest.

The competition with beautiful women is more interesting. It is so boring to compete with a group of monks and priests. Maybe you can eat tofu when you compete with her.

Seeing the evil thoughts of the disciples under the door, Yue Zhuoqun pretended to be generous and smiled: "Okay, then add it, but we have to sign a life and death form, no fists and eyes, the game is risky, and you are responsible for any problems. Dare you dare?"

Jiang Yixue was actually a little nervous, and felt a little too stubborn. This is an ancient martial arts competition, and there will be business risks, but it is not a joke.

Because of her body's cold and poison, she was weak. When she went to school, she didn't even participate in the games, but today she participated in the dangerous ancient martial arts competition. Her nerves are already stretched like tight strings, and her palms have been sweating for a long time. .

She looked at Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was looking at her.

Ye Feng's eyes are gentle and firm, and his face is full of cut smiles, as if to say, rest assured, I won't hurt you.

She felt like a spring breeze blew through her heart, and suddenly she was full of strength. Tension and fear were thrown out of Jiu Xiaoyun. She smiled and nodded to Ye Feng.

Suddenly, a hand was gently placed on her scented shoulder, and sister Jiang Yuxin said encouragingly: "Sister, rest assured, with your strength, you will surely win the Xuan class first, we believe in you."

Lan Ling'er's face also had a quaint smile and a red tongue: "Sister Xue, if you don't worry, I'll put a poisonous scorpion on you to protect you, OK?"

Listening to Lan Ling'er wanting to put poison scorpions on himself, Jiang Yixue was so scared that his face was white.

But she was even afraid of mice. It was nothing to compete with others. To put a poisonous scorpion on her body, it would be better to kill herself.

She shook her head like a rattle: "Don't put scorpions on me, I don't want to."

Seeing Jiang Yixue afraid, Li Rouge smiled and said, "Lan Ling'er, don't scare her. Do you think all girls like your pets?"

Lan Ling'er had a sly smile, she deliberately frightened Jiang Yixue.

Li Rouge's eyes became charming, throwing a charming eye at Ye Feng, Jiang Yixue looked in his eyes, hum, as long as you can say, this girl is not afraid of any ancient martial arts.

She held her head high and whispered on the rostrum: "It's okay. I'll sign it."

Some of the disciples under Taiyi's door showed a conspiracy smile and swallowed saliva, as if they thought of the scene of tasting this little lamb.

"Okay, everyone has listened. The Miss Jiang volunteers to participate in the competition. She will bear all risks independently. Next I will continue to roll the name. Have all the official contestants arrived?"

A clear voice rang out from the floor: "I represent the official, we are all here."

That was Nie Qingwu's voice. Ye Feng smiled at Nie Qingwu.

Nie Qingwu wore an intense training camouflage outfit and a red beret. She was brave and handsome, and performed a beautiful military salute at the podium.

Du Zhong also paid a military salute to Nie Qingwu, but he was the official representative. Nie Qingwu was directly led by him.

Discussing the voice of Taiyimen disciples again: "It's a beauty again, but this beauty looks a little spicy."

"She looks like a girl in the army, but it's better to be less annoying."

"It's still beautiful to move the flower palace."

"Hey, the ancient warriors at the ground level are blessed. We are a beautiful woman in the meta-level competition. Too few."

(End of this chapter)