Tribulation of Myriad Clans

In front of the small door, the two guards have been aware of Mu Qingyang, respectfully hold the boxing, and do actions.

Following the wood Qingyang into the small door, it is a winding and winding promenade. At the end of the promenade, it is a wide yard, surrounding a few big and small medicines, planting Some high-level demonics, the entire yard is completely filled with a different chemical fragrance, refreshing.

It is facing a unique loft, the door of the door is open, and the disciples of two refining pharmacists have the disciples.

You can also see a variety of kinds of kinds of kinds and tea behind a few young women.

In vocabarism, you can see the shadows in the attic, you can also hear the tanguary inside.

No need to ask, this should be the place where the two are looking for, it should be a lot of people, and it is a refining pharmacist and his dedicated gates.

It's a slight hall that is slightly smaller than the garden. It is already full of people in seven or eighth.

I look at it, it is obvious!

All of these people are all olders over five or sixty years. One of the arrogances that only have only senior refining pharmacists.

It should be all the refining pharmacists of more than four products.

As for those who stand behind these people, a small boy is their own disciples.

At a moment of Mu Qingyang and Ye Fan, everyone gathered in the lobby to the two people, and it seems to be in the foreigners in the two people.

The Yu Guang ring of the eye, Ye Fan found that the first two rows of two rows were two people who were in Chinese, full of red, and breath.

Unlike others, they just faintly swept the wood Qingyang and they took a look, they took back the eyes, quietly sat in the position and closed their eyes, and a look of the mountain.

I naturally stood a disciple in the two people, and the old man sitting behind the left hand, Ye Fan understood, Hede is the last time I have some small holster.

In this way, the identity of the old man sitting on the Taishi Chair in front of Black Stones is coming out, it is Wu Pin Refining Pharmacist - Lingfeng!

At this point, the old people sitting opposite him should be a five-product refining pharmacist that is not weak.

Blackstone obviously also found Ye Fan, flashing in his eyes, staring at Ye Fan, seemingly going to swallow him to swallow him.

In this regard, Ye Fan said ignored, anyway, Ye Fan has enough confidence. The words that black stone obviously fails to be, as for the refining pharmacist, only more than.

"Master Master, you are finally here, we have just died at you." Sitting in a very kind old man who looked very kindly from the nearest.

"Master Zhao is so polite, and the wood is really popular." Wooden Yeyang Trunker.

"Master Master is important, please take it." Master Zhao smiled.

Mu Qingyang will naturally not be polite with them, and hold the boxing in the right side of the spirit. The first Taichi chair is sitting down.

A boxing of the spirit and opposite the old man holding a box: "I didn't expect the spiritual master and the master to come so early, and the wood was sorry."

"Master Master laughed." The opposite of the eyes were lifted. I dare not have any objection. "

Listening to this is not cold, the wooden green face is slightly changed, but there is no uncomfortable.

The spirit of the side is also coming with: "The master said that the head of the Master, but the head of the Master has covered all the refining pharmacists of the emperor."

"Two said, you are the Taishan Beidou in the imperial practice pharmacist, wood dare to take this awkward?" Mu Qingyangki smiled.

Listening to the three talks, the surrounding refiners were naturally gathered in the three people.

After a shocking, I stood in the woody Yang body, a pair of hangs as the appearance of Ye Fan, asked: "This should be the martial arts of Master - Ye Fan?"

"Yes, it is a late generation." Ye Fan smiled, there is no hide a bit of respectful look, instead of the sword eyebrow: "What is the advice of the master?"

"Ye Fan? He is Ye Fan?"

"I heard that this kid killer does not blink, the old man originally thought that he had a fierce god, did not expect a teenager such as such a show, it seems that it is a corner of a killing."

"You don't understand this, this child is playing a smile, and go to him to deceive him."

"The old man thought that this Ye Fan has three six arms, isn't it mortal?"

"Mrsional? Which young and late generation do you have to talk to the surcharge master? But from the aspect of the gut, this Ye Fan is indeed."

"..."

One listening is Ye Fan, the surrounding drugs immediately started the discussion of seven mouths.

Surcase, the eyes of the half-opened half opened suddenly, and it was difficult to cover anger: "There is courage, now the old man is not surprising, why do you have a sinful family and white home?"

"It's just that the new sneak is not afraid of the tiger, the young people are all bloody, inevitably make some exquisite things, I think the master should understand." Ye Fan smiled.

The surprises were slightly stunned, and then they were ridiculous: "I didn't expect Ye Fan Xian, not only the people were discouraged, but they were strong, even the mouth of the skin was also first-class, I would like to have a whole emperor to find a few times. "

"Spectacle, this is really awkward, but the late generation is not deserved, and it will be surprised to advice." Ye Fan thick face.

The horoscope mouth is slightly twisted, and he is still in the first time, I have encountered such a unsatisfactory guy. I was also made in a time. I was cold, and I went back and closed my eyes.

"Master Master, see this time this time you are preparing to send Ye Fan to participate in the big ratio?" The spirit is light.

"Of course." Wooden Qingyang calmly.

"According to the emperor, this Ye Fan's martial arts is not bad, but I don't know how this refining is treated. It will not be as before, your wooden house is on the bottom?" Lingfeng ridiculously.

At this point, there is a ridicule sound when he suddenly said.

Wooden Yanyang face is cloudy, and the frown keeps silent.

The spirit of the spirit is obviously a poke in his pain, and there is no way to refute.

It is a smile on the side of Ye Fan, and the opening: "The Master of the Lingfeng is poor, before the reason why our Mu Hou is a teacher specially arranged, afraid of the disciple of our wood The two masters of the big, the macros of the hazards are not light, this kind of spiritual spirit does not see it? "

For Ye Fan's words, everyone is a nose. Everyone knows that this is just that Ye Fan is in order to resolve the excuse of the embarrassment.

The spirit is brightening and talking: "Ye Fan Xian, I didn't expect you to reverse the black and white, there is a hand, if your wood is really powerful, why should you make it? If you have this, you will win a big one to open your eyes."

"The Master of the Lingfeng is very much, my teacher feels that there are so many people who do so much, and everyone will look down on the wooden government. It is really grievances, so I will plan to make it this year. I decided to go to the whole empire. Take a look at our strength. "Ye Fan almost said.

If it is not present, it is a huge man, I am afraid it is cheated by Ye Fan's acting.

Only one person in the whole hall was moved by Ye Fan, he is not someone else, it is woody.

However, he moved is not because Ye Fan is helping yourself to try to resolve the embarrassment, but Ye Fan's "My Teacher".

This is what the wood Yanyang has not thought about it. He only begged the leaves. He didn't call his old man. He was in Amitabha. However, if he is expected, Ye Fan actually in the face of so many people. Call teacher.

These two words are simple, but they are extremely heavy in the heart of Mu Qingyang.

The spiritual disdain has swept Ye Fan and said: "Ye Fan Xian, what do you want to say, will you plan to take the head this year?"

"I don't dare to guarantee the head of the head of the head, but this year is afraid to do two masters." Ye Fan means deep and straight.

"Oh?" Lingfeng showed: "What do you mean to defeat our two disciples this year?"

"Young people, don't say too much, when you lose, you can lose it." Surprisingly saw Ye Fan so provocative, couldn't help but snort, yin and yang strangely.

"The two masters said that they can't say too much, but I also said that such a conservative result was concluded, I didn't have full rules." Ye Fan hit a haha.

rub! The black line of everyone present -

This is also called conservative? Is this not a naked provocation? It's just a mason.

The spiritual wind is also inevitable, I didn't expect Ye Fan to be so like this.

Twin eyes, cold channel: "Not afraid that the wind is full of tongue, I am afraid that you don't even have such a Haikou?"

"You don't understand this, my teacher has always been a fame and fortune, disdain to pursue these virtual names, and do things naturally, it is much low, he doesn't say that it is for a few faces."

"Hey, the yellow mouth is children, do you think that the medicine is just playing the mouth of the child?" The black stone behind the spirit is angry.

Ye Fan swept a dark stone, and said: "Refining is indeed as simple as playing the skin, I persuade you or not to participate in this big ratio, otherwise I lost my face."

"Ye Fan, do you think I will believe your ghost?"

"I believe!"

A strong voice outside the lobby suddenly sounded.

Under the eyes of the public, the two people came in one after another ...