"My lady is hosting a banquet tonight, and she would like to invite the two young masters to honor her!" Two beautiful girls stood in front of Lu Yuan and Ye Fan, inviting them to the banquet tonight.

"Who is your lady?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

These two girls have outstanding temperament and appearance, and their cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Taoist Palace. They are no worse than the saints of ordinary aristocratic sects, and they are actually other people's maids.

Could it be that the "young lady" they spoke of was a saint from a certain holy land?

"Young master, after reading the invitation, you will know who our young lady is!" the two girls said with a smile.

"Oh?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and took the invitation from a girl. He saw that it was An Miaoyi from Miaoyu Temple who invited him and her to be guests.

Ye Fan glanced at Lu Yuan and said with a smile: "Fairy An is already famous all over the world even before she is born. Since Fairy An invites you, Ye will not miss it."

Lu Yuan said calmly: "Lu will go to the appointment tonight!"

After hearing that both Lu Yuan and Ye Fan agreed to attend the appointment, the two girls saluted Lu Yuan and Ye Fan: "Thank you two young masters, I'll take my leave!"

After the two girls left, Ye Fan said: "Although I haven't seen this An Miaoyi, I have heard her name several times during this period. She is the descendant of Miao Yuan and one of the most beautiful women in the Eastern Wasteland.

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"It is rumored that each generation of descendants of Miao Yuan are all stunning beauties. They will have an inexplicable relationship with some powerful saints and sons, and some of them will often become saints and emperors. These women are extremely utilitarian.

! Master Pang, when your chance comes, capture her!"

Lu Yuan glanced at Ye Fan and said, "I'm not interested. If you are interested, come on."

Ye Fanqi said: "Then why did Mr. Pang agree to go to the appointment?"

Lu Yuan smiled and said: "First, I have never seen this An Miaoyi, and I want to see what this woman looks like; second, her invitations must have been sent to more than just us, and I want to see who she invited."

In the evening, Lu Yuan and Ye Fan came to the holy city of Miaoyu Lake.

When the two of them arrived, the shore of the lake was already full of people, most of them young men. Needless to say, they were all here for An Miaoyi.

"The one and the Eucharist are here too!"

"That's for sure. The descendant of Miaoyu Temple is born and invites the younger generation of powerful people in the Holy City. Holy Body and that one must also be invited."

"The heir of Miao Yu'an is famous all over the world. There are not many people in the entire Eastern Wasteland who can compare with him. Which saint son or heir of the aristocratic family doesn't want to have a good story with him?"

As soon as Lu Yuan and Ye Fan arrived, someone immediately recognized their identities.

Lu Yuan and Ye Fan also recognized some people, such as the Holy Son of Yaoguang, who was shrouded in endless holy light and surrounded by a hundred and eight halos. If a god saw Lu Yuan, Ye Fan

Fan appeared and looked at Lu Yuan and Ye Fan calmly.

Next to the Holy Son of Yaoguang, there is a woman with an alluring look, and a flame of light is beating between her eyebrows.

Someone whispered: "The Holy Son of Yaoguang came to see An Miaoyi, why did he bring the Holy Lady of Yaoguang with him? Are you not afraid of pinching her in bed when you get back?"

There were several people beside this person, one of them laughed and said: "Oh, you don't know, maybe he is a strict wife..."

Holy Son Yaoguang glanced at those people, and a calm voice came: "Brother Tu, Brother Li, if you can't speak, please shut up. If you don't want to shut up, I can help you!"

A ray of holy light emitted from the Holy Son of Shaking Light, and when it was about to hit those people, a jar suddenly appeared above one person's head, blocking the ray of holy light.

This jar only has a body and no lid, which is quite strange.

But even though the jar blocked the holy light, part of the power of the holy light still reached those people, causing a trace of blood to flow from the corners of their mouths.

Those people looked at the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light shrouded in holy light with fear. One of them wanted to say something, but was stopped by the other four.

"Why do you feel that the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light is more unpredictable than before?"

"That person is here too. Do you think the Holy Son of Light will fight with that person? That person once evaluated him."

"Speaking of which, why is the Holy Lady Fluking Light here too?"

"You don't know? This time, the descendants of Miaoyu Temple not only invited the saints, but also invited the saints!"

"What does the descendant of Miao Yu'an want to do? Could it be that he wants to also bring the saint..." An impure smile appeared on one person's face.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang and the Holy Lady of Yaoguang didn't seem to hear these comments and stood there quietly.

Somewhere on the shore, Jiang Yifei was sitting on a golden god. He was dressed in white and elegant with a hint of heroism. When he saw Lu Yuan and Ye Fan, he nodded towards this side.

The prince of Daxia.

Black hair flying.

The divine iron suit was dazzling, with nine dragon auras lingering around his body, like a divine and mighty emperor by his side.

His sister, a little nun in white, stood there and nodded in greeting when she saw Lu Yuan and Ye Fan.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King also arrived, standing alone in one place, with a restrained edge and no longer the unruly and conceited appearance of the past. Lu Yuan and Ye Fan appeared and walked towards this side, which attracted the attention of many people.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King walked up to Lu Yuan and Ye Fan and saluted them: "I have met senior and Brother Ye!"

Lu Yuan nodded, and Ye Fan returned the greeting with a smile: "I haven't seen Brother Peng for many days. Brother Peng has made great progress in his cultivation."

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King shook his head and said: "Still not as good as Brother Ye!"

Ye Fan asked again: "Brother Peng was also invited here today?"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King nodded: "Come and see what kind of person the successor of Miaoyu Temple is."

At this time, a playful female voice came into the ears of Lu Yuan and Ye Fan: "I knew you two bastards would definitely come!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Yuan and Ye Fan both had smiles on their faces. They looked towards the source of the sound and saw a girl in purple walking towards this side holding a man's hand.

"It's the Ji family's divine body!"

As soon as Ji Ziyue and Ji Haoyue appeared, they were immediately recognized.

When Lu Yuan saw Ji Ziyue, he smiled and said: "Hey, isn't this the future Great Immortal Ziyue? If you don't cultivate to become an immortal at Ji's family, how come you have time to come to this Northern Territory? Could it be that he has moved his heart and wants to find Yi Ruyi?

Mr. Lang?"

Lu Yuan deliberately emphasized the word "fan" in "moving Fan's heart".

Ji Ziyue heard the meaning of his words, gritted her teeth and stared at her big eyes: "Humph, I want you to take care of it!"

Ji Ziyue added: "What's so good about that woman? One invitation has attracted all of you men. Men are really just big pigs with hooves..."

This sentence scolded all the men here.

Lu Yuandao: "Even your brother?"

Ji Ziyue nodded and said, "Yes, so does my brother!"

Ji Haoyue's face turned dark immediately.

Lu Yuan asked again: "Then why are you here?"

Ji Ziyue looked like a fool: "You don't know? That woman An Miaoyi not only invited you, but also invited me, the Great Immortal Ziyue. I am here tonight, firstly to accept the invitation, and secondly to help me with my future.

My sister-in-law is watching my brother to prevent him from making mistakes."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Haoyue's face turned even darker.
Chapter completed!