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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1844

“Haha~”
“Iwai Zen, Intermediary Miyamoto, have you seen it?”
“All the martial arts powerhouses in Japan have arrived.”
“Thousands of people gather, and all are surrounded.”
“Furthermore, Great God Xuezhao is on the way.”
“This Chinese kid is dead end.”
“Today, even when the gods have arrived, he cannot escape death.”
“When Chu Tianfan dies, I will confess your triad consortium of treason with the enemy, and ask Xuezhao Tianshen to destroy your triad consortium!”
Under the sky tree, Suzuki Ji, dressed in a straight suit, stood condescendingly, speaking proudly to Iwai Zen and others.
He looks aloft, like a general who has won the battle.
Iwai Zen and others were silent, but waited quietly.
But their pale faces are enough to show their worries.
However, since he has chosen to stand with Ye Fan, it is no longer useful to worry about it.
All they can do now is pray.
Phoo~
At this moment, a gust of wind swept across the distance.
The cherry blossoms on the roadside were suddenly stirred up by the wind and waves.
In an instant, the sky and the earth, cherry blossoms all over the sky, three thousand leaves, rustling.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic power that overwhelmed Tianhe enveloped everyone’s hearts.
People can’t help but kneel down.
“This…this is…”
“Is it coming?”
Among the crowd, I didn’t know who was the first to shout.
Then, everyone looked up.
I saw in the depths of Tianhe, a beautiful and graceful shadow came quietly.
Under the moonlight, that graceful shadow resembles a queen of the world.
Cold, ethereal, majestic and peerless!
At eight o’clock in the evening on May 5, the strongest man in Japan, the snow illuminates the gods, and finally under the sky tree!
At that moment, the audience was boiling.
Everyone, at the moment they saw her, was like a believer, worshiping her with the most pious heart.
They bend down, they worship respectfully.
That one after another voice, gathered into a stream, impacting the entire world.
“Welcome, the Snow God is coming!”
…..
“Welcome, the Snow God is coming!”

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There was silence in the Tianwang corridor.
The world is quiet, as if you can hear the twinkling of stars.
Haruhi Yingyue became weaker, and a certain consciousness in her mind became stronger.
Countless times, she almost fell into a deep sleep and coma.
But she still persisted stubbornly.
She shrank into Ye Fan’s arms, raised her head, looked at the tip of Ye Fan’s nose, looked at his profile, his outline.
It seemed that he wanted to engrave Ye Fan’s appearance deeply into his own bones.
In this case, even if the soul is gone, her flesh and blood body will still remember the young man who moved her endlessly.
Perhaps, many years later, she has become the Moon God. But occasionally you passed him on the crowded streets, and you turned your head in the horrified subconscious, and you saw the back of thousands of passersby.
However, you can still vividly remember the handsome face of that boy.
Maybe she didn’t know what she had to do with him, but she would definitely remember that this man was so important in her life.
However, Ye Fan has no time to take care of these careful thoughts of Liang Palace Yingyue.
At this time, the peace on his face has disappeared, and replaced by an unprecedented dignity.
He raised his head and looked at the distant sky outside through the huge glass window.
I saw there, a peerless shadow standing in the sky.
The eyes are cold, and the eyebrows are powerful.
She stands in the void, she is outstanding!
At this moment, Xuezhao Tianshen, the strongest man in Japan, and Ye Fan finally met at the top of Japan.

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