1223: C1223 Moody

C1223 Moody

In the evening.

Ye Fan woke up from his dream in a daze.

"Er... I shouldn't have said that. Yue Er's bed is indeed a little comfortable. I didn't even know when she fell asleep."

He looked around.

Initially, it was nothing much. However, he suddenly realized that he was no longer in Yue Er's room.

There was a rustling sound coming from the surroundings.

"Who is it?"

Ye Fan jumped up from the bed.

He was ready to fight.

"Little brother, you broke into my territory. Why are you asking me who I am?"

Gradually.

One. The old man slowly walked out of the darkness.

He had a faint smile on his face.

It was obvious that he didn't hold back his fart.

"Nonsense, I was clearly sleeping in Yue Er's room, why would I come here? Is it because of you?"

The old man shook his head, "No, Yue Er's bed is actually a door. If you lie on it, you will naturally enter another space."

" Hiss! No, you can actually lie on Yue Er's bed. Tell me, who are you? What's your relationship with Yue Er?"

The old man was temperamental.

Just a second ago, he was gentle and amiable.

The next second, he was filled with killing intent and anger.

F * ck.

What's going on?

There was actually a mental patient hiding under Yue Er's bed?

She was truly convinced.

Strange enough, she had no choice but to let me sit on her bed.

So you are waiting for me here.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

You should have said so earlier.

If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have lied down even if you beat me to death.

"What relationship do I have with her? There's no need to report to you."

"Tell me first, who exactly are you?"

Ye Fan asked coldly.

"Wow, you are quite arrogant. You even put up a cross in my territory! Let's see if I can kill you."

"Roar!"

A dragon's roar shot into the sky.

It made Ye Fan's scalp tingle.

However, his strength was only on par with Ye Fan's.

There was really no need to be afraid of him.

"Who doesn't?"

"Roar!"

Ye Fan also let out a dragon's roar.

His body was glowing with a golden light. It was the Nine Revolutions Golden Art.

At the same time, the Dragon Ball in his body was spinning crazily. It was emitting a monstrous Qi, as if it wanted to compete with his opponent.

"You are from the Dragon Clan?"

The old man frowned.

"What does it have to do with you!"

"Speak, which family's child are you from?"

"I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"

Ye Fan said indifferently, "The ninety-fifth descendant of the Golden Dragon Clan, Always Drilling Wind."

"The ninety-fifth generation of the Golden Dragon Clan? It has been born really quickly."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times.

The Dragon Clan was giving birth very slowly.

Those who were a few thousand years old would only have offspring, and those who were slow might have to wait for more than ten thousand years.

That was why there were very few people in the Dragon Clan.

Although there were millions of mighty warriors in each Dragon Palace, there were not many dragons.

However, this dragon in front of him seemed a little different.

And he was a golden dragon that had disappeared for a long time.

"You are a golden dragon! Come, let me see what's so different about you."

The old man stopped talking nonsense.

He directly attacked.

"Despicable!"

Seeing his killing move coming at him.

Ye Fan quickly defended himself.

His golden light and his opponent's blue light intertwined in the space, rising and falling.

No one would give way to anyone.

They fought for a full ten minutes.

The old man was breathing heavily.

"Damn it, I'm not going to fight anymore, I'm not going to fight anymore! The Mortal Realm has suppressed me too much, so I can't use my full strength. Fighting is too tiring. "

"You're from the Dragon Palace?" Ye Fan took the opportunity to ask.

"You still know about the Dragon Palace? Hehe, it seems like this identity can't be faked."

After that, the old man appeared next to Ye Fan in a flash.

He didn't sense any killing intent, so he didn't dodge.

"Young man, tell me, how did you know Yue Er? She is my precious daughter, I cannot let you fool her."

"You lied to her?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"Is she worth me lying to? She's so ugly."

"Bullshit! My daughter is not ugly! If you had nothing to do with her, why would she bring you here? "

" Hmph, if I didn't sacrifice my life to save her and block a fatal blow for her, perhaps she would have met the King of Hell! Is there a problem with bringing me here to treat my injuries? "

"You risked your life to save her?"

The old man smiled again.

"Come, tell me what exactly happened?"

...

After some explanation.

The old man pondered for a long time before concluding his statement.

"You like her, right?"

Nani?

After thinking about it for so long, she actually managed to come up with such an incorrect conclusion?

"No, no."

"Hmph. From all the signs, it shows that you like her."

"Speak, what's your name? How old are you? What does your family do? How strong are you?"

" Why should I tell you? "

"You won't tell me?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The old man once again rushed over and started to fight.

Ye Fan had finally found out.

This man was a madman.

He attacked without any warning.

Another ten minutes passed.

"I'm not going to fight anymore, I'm not going to fight anymore!"

"How about this, in order to show courtesy, I'll say it first."

"My name is Qingbei, I am the River Dragon King of the sea, and Yue Er is my adopted daughter."

After saying that.

A dignified smile hung on his face.

Obviously, he wanted to see Ye Fan's shocked expression.

Sure enough.

Ye Fan was shocked.

However, it wasn't because of his identity as the Dragon King, but because he was the immortal that the little dragon girl mentioned.

"So it's you! No wonder the East Sea and West Sea couldn't catch you. You ran to the Mortal Realm."

"En? How did you know?"

Ye Fan smiled and cleared his throat.

"I am not talented. I am Demon Emperor, the Talisman of Demon Realm - Always Drilling Wind. My alias is Ye Fan."

"I see! The person Aobing killed a few days ago was you, right? Because of you, Ox Demon King even led the demon soldiers to wreak havoc in the East Sea, injuring 9,000 years old, right?"

"That's me."

The old man thought for a moment, and then made his move again.

"Damn it! Are you f * cking crazy? You still want to fight?"

"Hmph, you injured my Dragon Palace 9000 years old, of course I won't let you off, die!"

"Scram! I am going to be angry."

A serious expression flashed across Ye Fan's face.

His attacks became more and more ruthless.

He repeated again and again, but did not repeat it again and again.

This time, he wanted to kill Qingbei.0

No matter what kind of Dragon King you are, even if you are a dragon, you still have to coil around in Mortal Realm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The intense sounds of fighting between the two almost caused the roof to rise up.

Yue Er, who was on top of the roof, noticed the sound and hurried over.

"Godfather, stop!"

"Hmph, this brat wants to kill me and even humiliated my Dragon Palace, I can't let him go."

Ye Fan was the same.

"This old man has attacked me time and time again. If he wants to kill me, I have to kill him."

"I beg you, stop fighting!"

Yue Er knew that neither of them would hurt her, so she used her body to block the two of them.

The two of them immediately stopped fighting.

"One of you is my godfather, and the other is my savior. Why can't we get along? Must you make me feel uncomfortable in the middle?"

He looked at the pitiful Yue Er.

Qingbei revealed a look of pity.

"Forget it, forget it! I don't care about the matters of the Eastern Sea. In any case, it has nothing to do with my rivers."

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