Chapter 482: Kill from the Southwest

Bangkok, Thailand.

This Southeast Asian city is unusually lively.

Ye Fan walked on the street with a peach, and both of them were eating sugar gourds.

Tao Yaoyao's face was full of excitement, it was the first time she followed Ye Fan to the north and south, and her heart was sweet.

"Ye Fan, what will you say to my father when you see him?" Tao Yaoyao is a little shy and confused.

Ye Fan was puzzled: "What to say?" Tell him not to force you to marry. ”

"Is that all?" Tao Yaoyao's expression darkened, but Ye Fan looked at the palace in front of him, "You find a place to stay, and I will take you back to Lingnan when I finish my errands." ”

He gave a word of advice and flashed into the palace.

Tao Yao pouted and stomped her feet a little annoyed, not at all like a female agent in the Middle East.

Ye Fan had already entered the familiar old palace, he was silent, and no one could find out.

The palace was completely renewed, and everywhere was full of girlish atmosphere, and the delicate maids were walking around, laughing and laughing.

Ye Fan slipped to the outside of the princess's bedroom and looked in.

At this glance, he was stunned, Princess Sirikit was actually wearing a maid costume and was taking pictures.

Several maids clicked and took pictures of her and asked her to pose in various poses.

What the hell is this?

The dignified Siamese princess, the demon body of calamity, is dressed as a maid?

However, seeing that the atmosphere was very good, Sirikit also smiled shyly and seemed to enjoy it.

Ye Fan didn't move for the time being, pricking up his ears to eavesdrop.

The inside was finally filmed, and several maids showed the photos to Sirikit and commented on the spot.

"Princess, you are so beautiful, such a maid is definitely a killer of men all over the world!"

"Look at these long legs, how white and thin, these stockings, tsk, I see them wet."

The maids were full of praise, and Sirikit covered her face and said shyly, "Will the leaves like it?" ”

Ye Zi is the Chinese miracle doctor Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was stunned, huh?

"Of course I like it, princess, you take pictures every day, you have accumulated tens of thousands of photos, give them all, he will die of excitement."

"Don't give it all, men are creatures who don't know how to cherish, and giving all of them is not passionate."

Ye Fan almost squirted, what the hell? Are you taking so many pictures just to seduce me?

Photo Maniac Sirikit?

He coughed loudly and said solemnly: "The princess is here, the leaves are back." ”

There was a commotion in the house, and the maids hurriedly cleaned up the field, pretending to be innocent little girls one by one.

Sirikit was even wrapped in a tacos, completely faceless.

But she was overjoyed that the leaves were back!

Ye Fan entered, the maids said goodbye, and then left with a snicker.

Sirikit poked her head out of the quilt and stammered, "Leaf...... Where have you been? ”

"I went to the ends of the earth, and finally found out that it is still the best by your side." Ye Fan opened his mouth to talk sweetly, and he felt that he was a scumbag.

There's no way, the Demon Body of Doom, let's do it.

Sirikit's face flushed with shame, and she pulled out a photo from under her pillow with a shudder: "Give it to you......"

In the photo, it is Sirikit's maid outfit.

I have to say that this princess is really cute and attractive, Ye Fan's heartbeat is a few beats faster, who doesn't like a cute little sister.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "Sirikit, I want your Doom Demon Body, is it okay?" ”

Sirikit was stunned, although she was simple, but after going through the matter of the Giant Elephant God Clan, she also knew how attractive her physique was.

Ye Fan's meaning is actually to snap with himself.

"Too ...... It's too fast, I'm not ready to ......" Sirikit was so ashamed that she wanted to cry.

Ye Fan nodded: "Okay then, when you are ready, send someone to Huaxia to inform me." ”

Ye Fan didn't force it, although he was eager to step into the sub-saint realm, but the princess was not happy, so he could only give up.

He took his leave, and Sirikit sat up and said, "Eh...... I'll just take a shower...... Can't you wait twenty minutes, fifteen minutes is fine. ”

Ha?

This Nima is ready?

Ye Fan smiled dumbly, awesome.

"Please." He didn't leave, and Sirikit hurriedly ran to take a bath, and the maid who was eavesdropping outside also followed, wanting to teach her rich experience in men and women.

So, two hours later, Sirikit returned.

Ye Fan wanted to see through it, but the woman's words really couldn't be believed.

"Leaf, I'm ready...... Let me give birth to your child. ”

Poof, Ye Fan sprayed, this kind of thing is definitely not something that the princess herself would say, it must have been taught by those prodigal maids.

He wanted to laugh and took the initiative to hug Sirikit, and the two of them wrapped it in a tacos.

In the Jirada Palace, the king summoned the Siamese royal family and the heads of the major powers, and looked at the old palace with distress and expectation.

"Oh, my daughter." The king has received the news that Ye Fan has returned to retrieve the demon body of doom.

"The king doesn't need to feel distressed, that leaf is the Huaxia True Dragon Ye Fan. He is not only the king of Kyushu, but also killed the god of war Ares on the holy mountain of Olympus, which is incredible. ”

"Take a gamble, as long as he can survive the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Huaxia Protoss, he will definitely become the strongest in the world. Our princess gave birth to his child, and that would be a terrible future. ”

Everyone talked about it, but only one person gritted his teeth, and it was Yuna Songticha.

This guy is going to be angry, she knows that she can't stop Ye Fan, but as soon as Ye Fan comes back, she goes to find the princess, and she doesn't come to find herself, and she doesn't treat herself as his wife?

In the old palace, Ye Fan, who was in double cultivation, sneezed, Mom, who is cursing me?

On this day, the aura in the old palace was very peculiar, and it seemed that there was a plague rampant, but another more powerful true qi devoured the plague.

Ye Fan was like stroking drugs, constantly absorbing the power of the demon body, and also resisting her poisonous gas.

Sirikit is the first cultivator in Thailand and Ye Fan's "apprentice", Ye Fan is enjoying it at the same time, but also helping Sirikit expand her meridians.

"In the future, you can meditate every day, and you can practice some Thai boxing exercises, and it will be very powerful in the future."

Ye Fan whispered in Sirikit's ear and opened a door to cultivation for Sirikit.

Sirikit was dazed, feeling comfortable for a while, and feeling pain underneath for a while, and sweating profusely.

There were all peeping maids outside, and a few of them were still hugging each other and fooling around, which was unsightly.

Ye Fan didn't spend much time, and when the night came, he was shaken, as if a shackle had been broken.

The meridians glowed, and the Yuan Ying let out a high cry, like a river flowing into the sea, which was difficult to break.

At this moment, the martial artists of the entire Southeast Asia were shocked and felt an unmatchable power.

In the royal palace of Thailand, a sub-saint has arrived!

In the Elephant Mound Mountains, a huge herd of elephants suddenly woke up, and a white elephant jumped up the mountain and roared to the south.

In the night sky, there was lightning and thunder, and it was not the Heavenly Dao people, but the heavenly punishment of nature.

Ye Fan only broke through one acquired level, but he actually caused a catastrophe.

But fortunately, the Heavenly Tribulation only lingered for a while before disappearing, otherwise the palace would have been smashed.

In the second half of the night, Ye Fan kissed Sirikit's lips and left silently.

The whole of Thailand was still in an uproar, and all the warriors gathered at the Jirata Palace, anxiously waiting.

When Ye Fan came to visit the king, everyone greeted him warmly, as if Ye Fan was the king.

Ye Fan met with the king of Thailand, and then dragged the resentful Wanna away.

He didn't talk much nonsense, holding down Yuna was a kiss, and then he had a long-lost snap with Yuna.

"I'm going back to Huaxia, you're in Thailand, don't go back to Yanjing, now Huaxia is a time bomb."

Ye Fan was very strong and asked Wanna to stay in Thailand, and Wana hummed softly: "The princess and I will give you a child, don't forget our Siam." ”

Ye Fan was silent, went to find Tao Yaoyao, and went north to Lingnan.

Ye Fan was very serious, the moment he stepped into Yasheng, his divine sense could already cover the southwest of China.

He could clearly sense the great changes in Huaxia.

It was as if the wasteland was full of flowers, the dry well overflowed with a clear spring, and the dying dragon raised its proud head.

The dragon is still the dragon, and this is the world of great controversy in China.

It's just that this divine dragon's body is covered with disgusting insects, and that is the Heavenly Dao people.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao people was everywhere, and even the southwestern frontier was occupied by them.

"You want to take away my luck from China? Okay, I'll pinch you to death one by one! ”

Ye Fan's sword pointed to the southwest, and he stepped into the first battle of Yasheng, starting from the southwest!

The highest peak in the southwest, the top of the Meili Snow Mountain.

Yang Ye carelessly stepped on the snow, leaving a series of small footprints.

She looked at the Tibetan land in the north and sighed slightly: "The Tantric Sect agreed to give up the Meili Snow Mountain so easily, and the twelve three holy spirits did not dare to fight against the Heavenly Dao people. ”

"Yes, this is one of the four sacred mountains of Tibetan Buddhism, and if you give up this one, I am afraid that the other three will not fight for it. Tantra is determined to take refuge in the Heavenly Dao people. The black-robed old woman also sighed.

Yang Ye looked to the west again: "When will that bastard come back?" ”