Between Nasha and Shi Kuangfei, a thin figure quietly appeared.
His body is straight, standing upright like a spear.
He has a handsome face, neither happy nor sad.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like an ordinary person.
But everyone knows that under this seemingly calm appearance, there must be turbulent power.
"It's you!"
"Chuchu Tianfan?!!"
This time, the elders of the sect who were flaunting their power to Yueyao just now finally lost their composure.
The majesty of the master they used to oppress Yueyao was instantly dispersed.
The moment they saw Ye Fan clearly, these old guys all changed face.
In his heart, there was an emotion called fear, which swept out involuntarily.
Even these old guys are so uncomfortable, let alone those young disciples who are new to martial arts.
When Ye Fan's words fell, those disciples with weak skills couldn't bear the coercion, and they were all crushed to kneel on the ground, their eyes showing pain.
Looking from a distance, thousands of subjects are kneeling to welcome the return of their king!
"Ye Fan!"
There were so many people present, the only one who could laugh was Yueyao.
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Yueyao didn't care about the sect's regulations, let alone the image of the sect master.
On the contrary, like a crazy girl, she rushed towards Ye Fan.
In the end, he jumped directly into Ye Fan's arms.
Ye Fan was very helpless.
He wanted to walk with his hands behind his back and pretend to be coercive, so he put down his airs and reached out to catch the girl who jumped over.
Maybe Yueyao was too excited.
The jump was a little too big.
In the end, those slender jade legs were wrapped around Ye Fan's waist, and his hands were hooked around Ye Fan's neck.
Such a posture can be described as extremely charming.
At that time, the disciples of Tianshimen were stunned.
The goddess of their dreams?
The majestic and inviolable Master of the Celestial Master?
Can you see the undesecrated idol of faith from a distance?
Now, like a child, he got into the arms of a man. JrNovels.com