My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Nian Ru's face was cold and indifferent. She was not stupid. She knew that without Han Yuntao's tacit approval, this group of inner disciples would not dare to brazenly seek out the cold star for a sparring.

As such, the woman hated this Han Yuntao to death, so she didn't even bother to greet him.

On the contrary, Ye Fan laughed and said, "Big Senior, it doesn't matter. To my Cold Star, this is just a small matter."

Han Yuntao said with a smile, "Brother Xinghe, you are indeed generous. That's good too..." Actually, in terms of swordplay, junior apprentice-brother could totally refuse. There was no need to force yourself. "

Ye Fan sneered in his heart. This guy really knows how to play a trick. First, he said "you can refuse", which was a kind advice. But if he really refused, wouldn't that be even more shameful?

"Many thanks for Senior's advice." Ye Fan didn't waste any more words, and only put his hand on her delicate waist and hugged.

In such a public place, everyone would naturally be able to see such intimate behavior.

However, because she was a dao companion, this was nothing special. It was just that the cold star that had been a good-for-nothing for more than a hundred years actually dared to publicly hug Nian Ruo Jiao. This truly stunned many disciples.

Nian Ru's delicate cheeks turned red as she looked tenderly at her lover. No matter what decision the man made today, she would support him.

Han Yuntao's eyelids twitched. He gripped the sword at his waist and let go of it.

He could clearly feel that Leng Xingchen had let him witness this scene on purpose!

On the high platform, the Sect Leader, Han Hui, the Great Elder, Leng Donglin, and the others were slightly puzzled. In their memories, Leng Xing was not as calm, much less daring to do something that would provoke Han Yuntao.

Initially, they could not believe it. How could such a submissive trash suddenly dare to go to the Exquisite Pavilion and even offend Han Yuntao. Now, the elders finally believed it …

This cold star seemed to have changed?

Unfortunately, he was no longer the genius he once was, the elders sighed in their hearts.

At this moment, a white-haired elder walked down with a tray in his hands.

"Leng Xingchen, the names of the forty-nine disciples who came to discuss with you in the Heaven Lake Divine Hall are written on this tray.

Each and every disciple had already handed two thousand stones to the Elders Guild. All of the elders present were able to give evidence against them.

According to the rules, if you are unwilling to accept the challenge, you can flip over their bamboo slips to cover their names.

Anyone who reveals their name will be your match in the Heaven Lake … "

After Ye Fan heard the Elder's introduction, he silently estimated that other than the two who were arranged by the Leng Yu couple, the other forty-seven were all genuine goods.

Forty-seven stones. Each person had paid 2000 stones, which meant that there were around 470 of them!

Obediently, based on the amount of Desolate Stone here, it should be close to a hundred thousand stones!

The total value of the Treasure Pavilion auction that time was not even this much. This was definitely a "huge sum"!

If she could take back these Desolate Flood Stone, Chu Yunyao would definitely be very happy … … Ye Fan secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Cold Star? Cold Star? Have you heard what this elder has said? " The white-haired elder frowned, he saw Ye Fan smiling in bafflement.

Ye Fan came back to his senses, grinned and said: "Yes, elder. Give me the plate."

The white-haired elder was puzzled, but he still handed the plate to him.

After Ye Fan received it, he turned around and looked at Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi who were anxiously giving a signal with their eyes, then looked at Han Yuntao and the group of inner and outer disciples.

In the hall, it was completely silent. Just when everyone was confused as to what Ye Fan was planning to do …

Suddenly, Ye Fan threw the entire tray onto the ground!

"Clang!"

A pile of bamboo slips with names written on them fell to the ground!

"Cold Star!" What are you doing!? " The white-haired elder was shocked and asked unhappily.

At the side, Thoughtful was also covering her mouth with her hands. Her beautiful eyes were wide open as she felt shocked.

The Sect Leader, Han Hui, Great Elder Leng Donglin, Han Qi and the other Elders all stood up with doubtful expressions.

At this time, Qi Bin stood up and pointed at Ye Fan, scolding, "Cold Star! What are you doing!? Do you think that just by throwing all your tags on the ground, you won't count!? "

"Cold Star!" Don't even think about using tricks! If you don't dare to pick one up, pick up all the tags and flip through them one by one! " Han Gang also said harshly.

"This piece of trash! He was simply trying to be shameless! First we have to win the prize money, and now we don't even follow the rules. And we still dare to mess around in front of the Sect Leader!? "

The group of disciples were filled with righteous indignation. This "suppression of trash from the Leng Clan" had turned them into comrades. With someone leading the way, they naturally couldn't stop cursing.

It was like they were beating a dog in the water. Everyone wanted to use this opportunity to kick the young master of the Leng Clan in the face of Han Yuntao and the other members of the Han Clan.

Leng Yu, his wife and the Leng Clan members who were standing beside him, including Elder Leng Dong and Leng Lin, all had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"Shut up! Who dares to call my son trash!? " Mo Xinzhi felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife as she angrily rebuked.

The hundreds of people within the Audience Hall were in an uproar.

Just as they were about to quarrel, a soul-stirring shout echoed out.

"Silence!"

On the high platform, the Sect Leader, Han Hui, stood up. He had his hands behind his back and a grave expression on his face.

He looked to be around forty years old. He wore a white jade bun, had a short beard, and was tall and imposing like a mountain.

Some disciples with lower cultivations turned pale and their vital energy and blood were in disarray from the shout.

Ye Fan muttered to himself. As expected, even though they were all in the Sky Spirit Realm, Han Hui was still much stronger than Han Yuntao after thousands of years of practice.

After all, there were nine levels to the Foundation Establishment, and nine levels to the Spirit Creation. Just like in the surface world, there was a huge gap between the great circle and the great circle.

Han Hui saw that the crowd had quieted down and snorted coldly, "Cultivators of our generation can cultivate the Dao only by cultivating the heart. Did you think that the Cold Light Palace was a teahouse in the market for mortals? "

The group of disciples quickly cupped their hands and bowed, and nervously apologized.

Han Hui looked at Ye Fan, and his cold eyes flickered as he said, "Leng Xing, are you going to overturn the heavens today?

The battle of swords in the Heaven Lake was a rule set down by the founder of the Cold Light Sect. It was solemn and dignified.

Right now, pick up all these plates and according to the rules of the Heaven Lake Sect, complete this ceremony! "

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth slightly lifted. He did not answer and instead walked over to these bamboo pieces. His feet directly stepped on them!

This scene was witnessed by all of the disciples present, and their eyes immediately turned red with anxiety. This good-for-nothing actually dared to step on their famous tokens!?

Han Hui and the group of elders also had shocked expressions. Is this kid crazy!? Was he trying to offend all of the disciples!?

Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi were on the verge of fainting. If they didn't rush out at this moment, they would have rushed out of the main hall with their son!

"Husband!" Xiang Ru was about to cry from anxiety. Could it be that her husband was too nervous and had gone crazy from fright!?

Ye Fan calmly looked around and arrogantly said, "I, Leng Xingchen, am the heir to the Leng Clan after the Mountain Split Sect's ancestor. Do you, a motley crowd, think you're worthy of sparring with this Young Master Tian Chi?

In the past, I was modest, so I didn't want you all to think that the Leng Clan was arrogant, but now, you all are advancing without knowing what's good for you!

Let me tell you, this young master even disdains touching your famous brands, and does not need to look at your bunch of trash's names!

I, Leng Xing, will accept all of your challenges today. I will let you all know that in my eyes, you are just like the bamboo on the ground, worthy to be stepped on by my Leng Clan! " Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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