And Ye Fan opposite her, her face was low, the ends of the forehead, covering his face, making people not see any emotion.

Only a little red, dripping along the corner of his mouth.

Behind you, the moonlight of the water fell lightly, and it was shining on his body.

At this time, Ye Fan is like the abandoned son in the world.

Standing silently, the upright figure in the past, at this time, there was only loneliness left.

As if the hero is late, it gives people endless sadness.

Above the corridor, Yingyue Yueyue was tearful, and he looked at the lonely figure in front of him.

It is hard to imagine how proud and majestic.

Today, that's the end.

No one knows, what is the heartache in the heart of Yingyue Yingyue in the Yukong Yingyue?

Especially at the moment when he saw Ye Fan vomiting blood, Yu Gong Yingyue only felt that his heart was broken.

"Master, are you really defeated?"

For a long time, in the heart of Yingyue, her master, her master is invincible.

In the Dongchang Lake War, the master became famous in the first battle, which sensation in the Huaxia martial arts.

In front of the sword god palace, the owner swept the heroes and stepped on the sword god palace under his feet.

On the top of Mount Fuji, the owner kills the Quartet, such as no one to enter.

There are so many masters of San Shenge, so many strong men in the Japanese martial arts have not been able to block the owner.

However, it is such a young man, and now it has ended?

"No ~"

"Yue'er never believes, the owner lost this way."

"My master, I am undefeated ~"

Above the corridor of the day, Yingyue's face with Yuegong Yueyue has tears.

She gritted her teeth, stomped her toes, and shouted stubbornly outside the window.

As if, he has exhausted his life!

In the discourse, all the nostalgia and respect for Ye Fan.

The gentle voice was like a natural echo, and it flowed past the world.

After a while, the surroundings suddenly became windy.

The cold wind, rolled up the boundless leaves.

In the ear, all the leaves of the leaves are rustling.

Between nine days, the galaxy, the snow looked down at the teenager in front, the cold voice sounded immediately.

"Chu Tianfan, it's over."

"Seriously, your strength is very surprised."

"I admit that you are indeed a genius that is difficult to produce in a century."

"I appreciate you very much."

"I give you a chance to live, as long as you give up Huaxia nationality, enter the Japanese country, and worship me as a teacher. What you have done before, I can not just blame in the past."

"In the future, I will cultivate you to cultivate, and I wish you the top list!"

"Why, my conditions, can you promise?"

The cold sound sounded slowly.

In the discourse, it is a kind of majestic majesty.

After Ye Fan heard it, he laughed immediately.

"Naturalized Japanese?"

"Respect you as a teacher?"

"Haha ~"

"Hahaha ~"

"Xue Zhao, Xuezhao, do you really think, my Chu Tianfan, really lost?"

Ye Fan smiled freely, and that way, it seemed like he heard the best jokes in the world.

He raised his head, and the corner of his mouth even had a bit of blood, but in the eyes of Xue Zhao, he laughed.

"Um?"

"Isn't it?"

"Your Dragon God has broken, and the blue lotus sword is worse than me."

"Now you are afraid of the poor skills of the Guizhou donkey, what do you get to fight with me?"

"I persuade you, don't be toasting, don't eat and punish wine."

"Otherwise, I will let you bip it here now!"

Xue Zhao frowned, in the cold words, suppressing endless anger.
Chapter completed!