"What's good about women... men are the true nature. Eight?? One                                                                                                                      

"Brother Feihua, you are degenerate." Lu Yang said: "Although you are a little worse and cannot hook up with women, you cannot like men just because you can't hook up with women... Lu suggested that you go to a brothel... Enjoy some women's taste... The early stage of the earth master is still a place... still bend..."

Feihua's face turned red, and she was about to curse her, but Lu Yang suddenly shouted, and ignored the stall and rushed towards Chen Fan's place, where there was already people.

"Wow, kid... Fellow Daoist Chen is really awesome... Sword God Ji was really stopped by him!"

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Strong wind.

The three late-stage swordsmans, three pairs of cold and ruthless eyes stared at the man three feet in front of him, a man with a cold face and one-armed green clothes.

As the personal guard of Sword God Ji, they will prosper together. In the future, Sword God Ji will enter the supreme realm and they will be expected to be a great way.

Because they are the most loyal sword servants of Sword God Ji.

One month, or two months, yes, for about three months, no one dares to block the sword god's way on the street.

Moreover, this is not ordinary, a mid-stage human honor who is like an ant.

However, he spoke differently from those who loved Sword God Ji before. He had no valuable gifts or earth-shaking declarations of love, and only said one sentence-

"When you were taking a shower, I drew a bath picture for you. Do you want to see it?"

The three sword servants were startled at first. After a while, they woke up and drew their swords and chopped at the man in green one-armed clothes.

"Stop." Sword God Ji shook his head, and the three sword attendants retreated behind Sword God Ji.

There seemed to be a phantom of a vermilion bird in the big watery eyes of Sword God Ji, who almost saw through the man in green one-armed clothes.

"Who are you?" said Sword God Ji.

Chen Fan had imagined countless possibilities in his mind.

"Chen Fan... You unfaithful man, I have been waiting for you for so long and only came today!"

"I hate you!"

"Chen Fan... I miss you so much!"

...

However, the imagined Sword God Ji did not show any enthusiasm, even Gujing Wubo.

When Chen Fan met the sword god Ji head-on, he must have been the sword girl of that year, but why was the other party's eyes still had aura so strange?

"Chen Fan." Chen Fandao.

"Drawn for me?" said Ji, a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you want to see?" Chen Fan said.

"Do you know me?" said Sword God Ji.

"Don't you know me?" Chen Fan said.

Sword God Ji was silent for a moment and said, "The people who know me in Jinghua Cave can line up from this street to that street, but I don't know you."

Chen Fan's heart sank.

Like the strange eyes of Sword God Ji, she was also full of strangeness when she spoke, and even didn't look like her previous tone.

She must be the sword girl, but why...

"I am one of them." Chen Fan laughed at himself, and thought to himself that Jian Ji could not pretend not to know him. If he pretended, he would definitely not hide it from his eyes.

What exactly happened to the other party and why did he not recognize himself?

Chen Fan had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Where is the picture?" Sword God Ji smiled and said, "If you can take it out, and it is true, I will protect your life. Otherwise, the people behind me will dismantle you and throw them into the sea of ​​mirror flowers to feed the fish."

Chen Fan's heart moved, and a jade slip appeared in his hand, and his soul power wandered in the jade slip. The sword girl's bathing picture had long disappeared into the ancient ice river with that short belt.

But that picture penetrated his mind.

After a breath, he handed the jade slip to the sword god Ji and said, "Look."

Sword God Ji took the jade slip, and there seemed to be a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth. She casually put the jade slip on her forehead. After a moment of stunned silence, her face changed.

Panic flashed in a flash.

She was wearing strong outfits and never showed her own ** in front of any outsider, but...

The bathing picture, no matter the size of her jade peak, her delicate neck, her slender waist, or her perky buttocks...even the lush grassland is so familiar... The most important thing is that no one except her knows the vermilion bird worry about her dantian!

Who is he?

Sword God Ji frowned, unable to understand why this strange man was so familiar with her body. The person who could make this painting must have seen her with his own eyes, or even touched her with his own hands... How could it be?

Her face was a little shy, a little scared, a little shocked...but more confused.

For some reason, when she first saw the painting, she wanted to kill someone.

But when she looked at each other, she saw a similar taste in the other person's eyes.

This feeling reminds her again and again: Never kill her! Otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life.

She didn't move.

The sword servant behind her did not move.

But a late-stage Heavenly Venerable, who was behind the Sword Master, raised his yellow giant palm and slapped at Chen Fan.

"Oh... Lu's eyes are golden eyes, it's certain that Fellow Daoist Chen must have seen Sword God Ji take a bath... You haven't seen Sword God Ji's panic expression just now... I'm too damning... I dare to bully Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Lu Yang was talking to Feihua, and when he saw the yellow giant palm slapped Chen Fan, the later Tianzun's Taoist power was condensed into the huge palm, almost shattering the space!

Fellow Daoist Chen is only a mid-stage master, how can he withstand it?

Lu Yang thought to himself, and took action without hesitation. His hot fist arrived first. He was obviously only the early stage Heavenly Venerable, but he suppressed the late stage Heavenly Venerable with one punch.

He stood in front of Shen Fan and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen is a friend of Lu, and he has like-mindedness. If you kill him, it would be too unpretentious to give Lu a face."

The late-stage Tianzun saw Lu Yang coming out and hesitated: "Fellow Daoist Lu, he blasphemed the Sword God Ji... If I don't kill him, others will kill him... Forget it... I will give you a face, but you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime."

"Your painting is beautiful..." Sword God Ji smiled at Chen Fan, then his face gradually became solemn, and he said, "But... don't let me see that painting elsewhere... Otherwise I will kill you!"

Sword God Ji seemed to be looking at a stranger and passed by Chen Fan.

Chen Fan wanted to chase after him, and the three sword servants took action together. Three sword lights wrapped around Chen Fan and fled directly to the distant mountains.

"The Sword of the Sword Escape... Your sister, Mr. Lu is going to pick up people in the Hun Mountain!"

Lu Yang turned around, pulled Feihua and ran all the way.

The Jinghua Cave is prohibited, and no Daozu is allowed to fly in the air. In desperation, Lu Yang had to run over.

...

Jinwu Pavilion.

Jin Bazhong stood at the top of the attic, watching Jian Shenji cross the street and enter Zhuque Pavilion, and suddenly waved.

Three Hedao Heavenly Lords appeared behind him.

"Kill the ant that blasphemed Sword God Ji and come back with his soul."

"yes!"

The three great gods of Hedao Tianzun took the order and left.

...

At the same time, in the backyard of Zhuque Pavilion, the beautiful woman sitting in the blazing flames opened her eyes.

She took out a note to transmit and said, "Go to the Resurrection Mountain and bring that one-armed man to Zhuque Pavilion. The soul is OK... I must not let the Sword God Ji see it."

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Chapter completed!