Grove.

At this time, there were three people, gathered together, and exchanged heads.

Of course, it's not doing some kind of bad thing that should happen in a grove, but talking about some secrets.

Of course, the secret is not whether words should be set or not, but the conversation of civilized people.

"Please!" Gu Rong Douluo exuded a layer of soul power, and a huge sound wave washed the grass and trees around him, and finally said to Ye Fan when he was sure that there was no 'wall with ears'.

"Ahem, ahem...... This one seems to be a little thirsty! Ye Fan stretched his waist from the sedan chair, stood up, patted his neat clothes, and said after smacking his mouth.

"How do you have a layer of, it's endless!" The old man said with a red face.

The old man of the sword, an old man with a root and a simple head, he only cultivates the way of the sword, but does not understand the world.

So in the face of Ye Fan's provocations again and again, he almost died of anger several times.

"I can't help it!" Ye Fan replied.

"What do you mean no way?" The old man said with a blushing face and a thick neck, his whole face blowing his beard and glaring.

"Because of you!" Ye Fan looked at the old man and spoke.

"Me?" The old man of the sword held back his words and pointed his finger at himself and asked.

"Yes, old man sword, looking at your dry skin, seeing your face, I want the bark that is about to die, and then, I can't help but be thirsty!" Ye Fan said disgustedly.

Sword Douluo looked at Ye Fan's expression like squatting in the toilet, which made Sword Douluo almost choke to death by himself.

"You, you deceive people too much!" In the end, Sword Douluo jumped like thunder, jumping around, and said through gritted teeth.

"It seems that there is indeed a little ha, otherwise, in this way, you can talk with your back to me, I may be more comfortable, comfortable, and there will be no more!" Ye Fan said cheaply again.

◆ Venerable Lord, you have received negative emotions, coming from Sword Douluo, his heart is like a volcanic fountain at the moment, he may be burned to death by anger at any time, he wants to dismantle the Venerable Lord. ◆ Lord, you receive negative emotions, which come from

"Hey, old man sword, your hair is curling, do you want to break out?" Ye Fan looked at Sword Douluo, who really turned around and looked far away from Ye Fan, and spoke again.

"Ye Fan, I've put up with you for a long time!" Sword Douluo was furious, and with an arrow step, he teleported to Ye Fan's side, blowing his beard and glaring.

"Come on, come on! Just after fighting, you are the most insidious, always kicking me in the third way, and now I don't kick you to death! Ye Fan looked at Sword Douluo, who was standing beside him, as fierce as a tiger, and looked like a who was invincible.

How cheap and cheap this looks!

Of course, this is Sword Douluo's illusion, in fact, Ye Fan is still very handsome in my opinion!

"Click!" A crisp sound of eggshells breaking rang out in the silent night sky.

The three of them, hearing this voice, froze!

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air......

"Ahhhh......h A pig-killing wail of pain came from Sword Douluo's throat, and he squatted on the ground in indignation, twisting his body and clutching his crotch.

"Ah, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, no! It's a foot mistake! It's really a foot mistake!! Ye Fan looked at himself embarrassedly, and his right leg that was really kicked out as he spoke, was cold for a while.

This kind of coldness is for Sword Douluo, and he feels the coolness of empathy!

"Ye Fan, I want to ...... I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill you! "Sword Douluo is like a fierce tiger that has been preyed upon by someone's mouth, jumping and smashing the dirt and stones under his feet!

He yelled at Ye Fan.

"That, that, I'm sorry, I just saw a mosquito on your butt, and I helped you get rid of the mosquito out of kindness!" Ye Fan pretended to be aggrieved.

Squeamish, invincible!

Gu Rong came back to his senses from looking at his brother's crotch, and then looked at the culprit in amazement, Ye Fan!

Gu Rong wrote a line of words in his eyes: Just the thick cyan robe of the old man Jian, how big a mosquito does it have to be to bite his mouth into the sack-like robe?

Ye Fan got (received) Gu Rong's jaw-dropping expression.

Ye Fan also shrugged his shoulders aggrievedly, and looked at Gu Rong Douluo with a cheap look of not admitting guilt: It's none of my business, it's his Sword Douluo who is so close to me, it's all his own fault!

"Ahhh......hh A low roar erupted from the throat of an old man in his 70s in Sword Douluo.

Perhaps, he is chanting goodbye for his last manly dignity!!

"Gu Rong Douluo, do you want to know about Ning Rongrong's other identity, why she hasn't awakened, right? Hurry up, let's say it in another place! Ye Fan looked at Sword Douluo's black face that was about to drip blood, and hurriedly pulled Gu Rong Douluo, who was still stunned, and took a step to speak.

Run, to be exact!

"Old man sword, don't make trouble!" Gu Rong heard that Ye Fan was finally going to talk about business, put away his demented look, and then said to Sword Douluo, who had been roaring.

"Old head, do you think this looks like I'm messing around? Look at ......" Sword Douluo's terrifying face was more painful than being blown up by someone.

He asked, grielling, pointing his finger at his wet pants.

"Shh Gu Rong shook his head lightly, held up a finger at him, shhh

Then, Gu Rong gestured with his finger in the direction of Ning Rongrong, who was still waiting.

In the end, Sword Douluo covered his mouth and groaned in pain in the dead flies that he had eaten.

◆ Venerable Lord, the negative emotions you receive come from Sword Douluo's silent pain. ◆ The voice of the Tiandao chip prompted in Ye Fan's mind.

"Yes, that's right, please keep talking!" Gu Rong nodded, looking at Ye Fan expectantly with a pair of old eyes, as if looking at a flower girl, he couldn't take his eyes off it, 'squinting'.

Ye Fan was stared at and hit a chilling cicada!

"Ning Rongrong, in fact, there is another identity name, she should be called the Nine Colored Goddess! She also left the priesthood 12 years ago and chose to be reincarnated! Ye Fan pretended to take a step forward, away from the Sword Douluo who was looking at him with a pair of fiery anger, and then coughed dryly and continued.

"It's not a secret, Ning Rongrong is the reincarnation of the Nine Colored Goddess!" Gu Rong heard Ye Fan accurately say Ning Rongrong's identity as a nine-colored goddess.

The whole body was suddenly in awe of Ye Fan.

Although he didn't know what kind of god Ye Fan was reincarnated, the person who could easily deduce this peerless secret would definitely be extraordinary!

People like Ye Fan will definitely be able to contribute to the big plan in the future.

"I said Gu Rong, your uncle, do you still have to hide it? Didn't I already say that there is a beginning and an end, do you still refer to the deer as a horse, tell me that it is not! Ye Fan looked at the old face of Gu Rong who secretly told him, and said with disgust.

Ye Fan's words made Gu Rong's face red at the vicissitudes of life.

Bashful.

“。。。。”

◆ Lord, you received negative emotions, which came from Gu Rong Douluo, who was ruthlessly hit by you, and finally experienced Sword Douluo's sad feeling. ◆ The voice of the Tiandao chip prompted in Ye Fan's mind.

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Not funny cold jokes, two:

1. A prisoner was executed, and because the bullet was of inferior quality, the first shot was not fired, and then it was released

The second shot... The third shot... At this time, the prisoner cried: Big brother, you strangle me, it's so scary!

2. After watching the black 100-meter race, an old lady wiped her tears and said: Scared to death! Several coal diggers knelt in a row and were shot

Kill, I shot without aiming, and the babies were so scared that they ran, and the rope couldn't stop it!

(End of chapter)