The Divine Machine Sect Master, including many disciples and the seventeen Saint Realm Spectators, were all stunned, and they actually said that the saint of the previous generation who was as beautiful as a heavenly immortal was old, ugly, and contrived? Can't even compare to a single hair of the spirit fox shawl?

"Presumptuous!" The saint of the previous generation was annoyed and angry.

Zhao Fan spread his hands indifferently, how can there be any reason in the world to take the initiative to stretch his face over and not fight? Isn't it humiliating to ask yourself that!

"Hehe......" The saint of the previous generation suddenly laughed, her five fingers were released without warning, and the white and immaculate spirit fox shawl fell to the ground, the nine tails were stained with dirt, not only that, she also raised her feet and stepped on the shawl, crushing and rubbing back and forth, "Since you think you can't even compare to the hair of a fox, then I'll dress it up." ”

Zhao Fan looked at the spirit fox shawl on the ground that was ravaged to a mess, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his voice became hoarse: "Is this interesting?" ”

"If you can show that expression, it will make sense." The tip of the previous saint's shoes suddenly pierced the spirit fox shawl through a large hole.

"No amount of anything can change the fact that you can't compare to her." Zhao Fan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, closed his eyes and said solemnly: "I have labeled myself as a failure, and I can never take it off, so I can only vent in this way." ”

These words seemed to poke at the sore spot in the heart of the saint of the previous generation, and a terrifying black lotus flower suddenly floated under her feet, shattering the soul shawl to pieces, and the sound of fluttering echoed on the cliff of the broken head.

fell into Zhao Fan's ears, every time, he was heartbroken, it was the fur of his mother's body, which was destroyed like this, but as a son, he couldn't do anything to avenge her!

Even, he didn't know what his mother looked like, and the only sustenance was the spirit fox shawl......

"People have their own harvest, Han Ruyi, you will definitely be retributed!" Zhao Fan's words were like electricity, resounding in the ears of everyone on the Guillotine Cliff.

Han Ruyi is the real name of the saint of the previous generation! There are not many people in the world who know it, only that his surname is Han, and he only learned the latter two words from his uncle and grandfather at that time.

The saint of the previous generation had a blue face, and it was too late to isolate the diffusion of the voice.

"It turns out that the deputy door master of the Shenji Gate is called Han Ruyi......"

"It's not a loss to come today, not only to witness the fall of the younger generation of kings, but also to know the name of the saintess of the previous generation."

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Many holy realms quietly spread their voices and discussed, and when the disciples of the Divine Machine Sect saw the reaction of their deputy sect master, they guessed that it was true, and they were excited and secretly wrote it down.

"Leaking my name without authorization, you have violated my taboo!" The last generation of saints narrowed her eyes.

"So what? Today, both horizontal and vertical are dead, and I originally wanted to kill one more Saint Realm elder as a backing. Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders very blisterly, and then said to Lin Qianqian affectionately: "Qianqian, I'm sorry, I've tired you, I can't kill her, and I can't save you." ”

Her eyes were misty and she shook her head, as if to say that she doesn't blame you.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and said: "But if you die, I won't live alone, so I'm here today, if you can still look at me in the next life, then we must be an ordinary couple, not to be rich and rich, but to be windless and rainless, and then have a child and raise an adult......"

Lin Qianqian cried and laughed silently.

"You are so beautiful in a phoenix crown." Zhao Fan smiled, and his eyes were red.

"Laughing so happily, I wonder what you two outlaw mandarin ducks are whispering?" The saintess of the previous generation smiled weirdly: "Why don't you say it so that everyone can be happy?" ”

Zhao Fan's gaze shifted to the Elder Saintess, and said lightly: "You? Unworthy. ”

"What a bad one." The other hand of the saintess of the previous generation turned into a whip with mana again, and raised the "pop"! With a bang, it was pumped on the other party's body.