Under the sky, Tianhe stands horizontally.
The Mount of Fuji towers into the sky, straight into the sky.
The cold wind is bitter and the snow falls all over the sky.
But in the vast world, I saw a young man, carrying Tianhe on his back, walking on the snow.
The sound of the whole thing, like thunder and explosion, swept Tianhe.
“Since I respect me as the Lord, then take my command!”
“How dare you die without my permission?”
Tianhe trembled and the sky was full of snow.
The world here is filled with Ye Fan’s anger.
The deep words seemed to contain the power of the entire universe.
At the moment when he heard Ye Fan’s words, Liang Palace Yingyue felt as if he had been struck by lightning in his soul, her body trembled, and in an instant she burst into tears.
“Lord…Master?”
That call, but it was transmitted forever.
Haruhi Yingyue looked up, her stunningly pretty face filled with tears.
She never thought that her master would actually arrive.
The miracle that I thought would not happen actually happened.
For a moment, Haruhi Yingyue only felt that the originally gloomy life was instantly illuminated by this young man.
Phoo~
When everyone trembled, Ye Fan’s figure flickered, and he had already reached Liang Palace Yingyue in one step.
As if duckweed finds sustenance, someone who is like walking at night finds a warm harbor.
But Liang Palace Yingyue shed tears, and desperately rushed into Ye Fan’s arms.
“Woo~”
“the host…”
The girl wept bitterly, her pretty face buried in Ye Fan’s chest, letting tears flow.
She did not speak, but hugged the man in front of her tightly.
He tried to push himself into Ye Fan’s body.
In this way, you can never be separated from the master, right?
“Silly Nizi, don’t cry.”
“Master will take you away.”
“Except for me, no one can hold your life or death!”
Ye Fan comforted in a deep voice.
In the slow words, there was firmness.
Haruhi Yingyue nodded and whispered a soft “um”.
At this moment, the panic in her heart had long since dissipated, nestling in the arms of this man, feeling the pulse and heartbeat of the master, Haruhi Yingyue only felt so stable.
With the master, it seemed that no matter how heavy the wind and rain, she would not be afraid.
“Boy, it’s you again!”
“You ruined my Sword God Palace, killed my junior sister, and seized the treasure of my Japanese nation. We haven’t gone to you yet, so you still have the guts to send it up?”
“I think you really do not live or die!”
Seeing Ye Fan again, the sword god Mochizuki’s old eyes were almost red.
Looking at Ye Fan’s eyes, there was resentment.
In that way, I can’t wait to give Ye Fan a thousand swords! ,
In fact, it is not only Mochizuki River, but the second strongest person in Japan, Xu Zuo Mingzun, frowned immediately when Ye Fan appeared.
Especially when he saw Haruhi Yingyue being held by Ye Fan in his arms, Xu Zuo Mingzun’s heart was suddenly angered, and his palms were tight.
“Are you the Chinese junior?”
“My god, how dare you blaspheme?”
“If you don’t want to die without a corpse, let her go now.”
“immediately.”
Suzuo Mingzun roared in a low voice.
In the cold words, killing intent raged.
The God of Moon Reading is the god of faith of the Japanese people for thousands of years, sacred, solemn and inviolable.
But now, the two behave so intimately, which undoubtedly makes Suzuo Mingzun feel the anger of being desecrated by others.
However, facing the cold words of Mingzun Suzuo, Ye Fan expressionlessly replied in a deep voice: “I don’t know any Moon Reading God, I only know that she is called Liang Gong Yingyue.”
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