Chapter 934: Meet the saint again

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"Who is your next opponent,"
Wu Kongling leaned over and asked softly.
Lu Fan handed the note to Wukong Ling, and smiled lightly: "Eight Banks, Tang Hui."
Wu Kongling frowned: "The first game of Beast Crowd, the second game of Bafang Qianzhuang. The above is to let you be a killer on purpose, and eliminate these people,"
Lu Fan pointed to a huge red cross under the note and said: "Yes. It is to let me kill these people who may threaten Moxiu in the future. I can imagine that as long as I keep losing, opponents like They will come again and again. Those elders are deliberately making trouble for me, "
Wukong Ling said with a chuckle: "But it's all understandable things, isn't it, who made you never put them in your eyes."
Lu Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
It seems to him that every match is a challenge.
Ignoring so much, Lu Fan and Wu Kongling continued to hang out on the street.
Since Han Yuanning had seen it, there was no reason to find Brother Han Feng and them.
Not seen in a few years, Lu Fan really wanted to see what level they are.
The last time I hurriedly talked to them, Lu Fan could feel that they really improved a lot.
However, it is not yet known to what extent.
Walking all the way forward, Lu Fan looked around.
Not long after, Lu Fan heard a familiar shout.
"Daily your ancestors, you can't even beat the yolks with your soft eggs,"
Familiar voice, familiar emphasis, familiar curse.
Lu Fan smiled and followed the sound, just squeezed into the crowd.
I saw Brother Han Feng yelling and scolding with a group of people on his hips.
To curse the crowd, this kind of thing is for Brother Han Feng. It is too familiar.
Looking at the white-faced warriors who were scolded by Brother Han Feng alone, Lu Fan chuckled.
Looking back, Sure enough, Lingyao and others were behind.
Lu Fan walked towards them, but Wukong Ling stopped the footsteps: "Master, I will go back first."
Lu Fan frowned: "Why, don't you want to see my brothers,"
Wukong Lingdao said: "No, they will not like to see me."
Blinking his eyes, Wu Kongling smiled and left.
Lu Fan frowned slightly, and he vaguely heard something from Wu Kongling's words, but he was not sure.
Wukong Ling is different from him. She seems to be the woman who has the iron heart and wants to be the leader of the magic repair.
She will not change anything by helping Lu Fan.
Lu Fan felt her thoughts, but didn't know what to say.
Maybe Wukong and him are not the same way. Although the two still look very intimate, the feelings belong to the feelings, and the others belong to the other.
Lu Fan did not say much, turned away and walked towards Lingyao with a smile.
Acting like a dragon, traveling through the crowd.
Soon, Lu Fan squeezed to the front and stood behind Lingyao.
"Lu ... you are here at night,"
Lingyao almost called the wrong name, and then embraced Lu Fan's arm. Many people looked around envious.
Brothers and others also saw Lu Fan, all smiles. Even Han Feng, who was scolding, saw Lu Fan's arrival and stopped temporarily.
After grinning at Landing Fan, he continued to turn his head and scolded: "Where did you just scold, you gangue. I will scold it again ..."
Lu Fan smiled and looked at the warriors in white who were about to pull out their soldiers, and said with a smile: "Which country is this, why is Brother Han Feng scolding so happily. Did they offend you,"
Ling Yao smiled and said: "No. Brother Han Feng took the initiative to find someone to scold. You just didn't hear that Brother Han Feng started scolding from the eighteenth generation of his ancestors. A large series, without repeating. One guy who scolded Passed out, "
Lu Fandao: "Really, it seems that Brother Han Feng's scolding skills have increased in recent years. Why did he scold them,"
Ling Yao said: "It's very simple, you look carefully at their eyes."
Lu Fan Wenyan stared at the eyes of the white-clad warriors, and suddenly Lu Fan saw an ice crystal eye.
With a grin, Lu Fan understood and whispered: "So, people from the Northern Kingdom of God, right. You told Brother Han Feng all our experiences,"
"We also know,"
The brother suddenly interrupted.
Brother Chu Xing and Brother Chu Tian said with a smile.
"We like listening to your adventure stories."
Lu Fan smiled more than a few times, but a few wisps of Limang said in his eyes: "So, is the Holy Lady of the Northern Gods Kingdom coming,"
Ling Yao said: "This competition is from Brother Chu Xing to the Saints of the Northern Kingdom."
Chu Xing pulled out his sword and smiled lightly: "Brother, you can see how I can help you out of that bad breath. Today I have to let her know that the people from our Wu'an Kingdom can't offend. "
Lu Fan whispered: "Brother Chu Xing, I have to remind you first. The Saint of the Northern Kingdom is not easy to deal with. Are you sure you are sure,"
Chu Xing smiled and said, "Isn't there confidence in Brother Brothers? Don't worry, Brother Brother has a lot in mind,"
As he said, Chu Xing patted Lu Fan's shoulder gently.
Suddenly, Lu Fan felt a familiar force pouring into his body.
Lu Fanhuo said in surprise: "Tai Yi Wu is determined,"
Brother Chu Tian touched his long sword and said, "Brother, don't be surprised. Now we are all different than before. You just wait for the big teeth to be frightened,"
Lu Fan's eyes flickered, and he looked at several of his brothers with laughter.
Finally, when Senior Brother Han Feng was about to scold one person again, the Northern God State Saint Hanyan was driving her ice crystal carriage, and it was too late.
She was still so crystal-clear and jade-like, beautiful and incomprehensible, which caused the crowd around to marvel and stagnate.
But for Lu Fan and others, her beauty is now not so touching.
No way, once you know this woman, it's like a viper. So no matter how beautiful the face is, it is nothing more than a pink skull and a shroud on a rotten corpse.
Brother Han Feng gave her two words without a word.
"Witch,"
The saint girl walked off the carriage with a faint smile on her face and looked at Lu Fan and others.
Lu Fan's face changed slightly.
He didn't want the saint to call his real name in a large public.
The Holy Girl looked around, and finally focused on Han Feng, saying, "Are you the one who wants to compete with me today?"
Han Feng laughed: "You are also worthy. If I take action, you have to dump eight pieces today. Well, if you look good, you will die better. Brother Chu Xing, your dish is coming Remember to start neatly, "
The saint girl's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes swept over Han Feng and others. Suddenly stayed on Lingyao.
Suddenly, the expression on the saint's face began to become a little unnatural, and there was endless murder in his eyes.
Leng Sheng, the saint said: "It turned out to be Wu Anguo, what a coincidence,"
Chu Xing slowly got up and pulled Han Feng behind him, said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, fight,"
The voice of the virgin was cold, and she replied: "I have this intention,"