Chapter 687: The Battle of the Outer Heavens (Ask for Subscription)

Next to an obese hen, there is always a bunch of overnourished big fat chickens.

Soon, a sister who was not fat at all and weak in woman staggered over, glanced at Ye Fan, and then glanced at Jun Mo.

Obviously, Ye Fan saw her gently wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth and grinned.

In the end, two fat women in one play.

Poor that has been complaining and trembling, and can't chirp...... The sound of the bench, it can't carry the weight of this plus one equal to 500.

Bench life, countdown, danger.

Ye Fan looked at the two of them, the fat meat side by side, and suddenly ...... I glanced down at the sauerkraut thick noodles, and suddenly I had no appetite!

This made Ye Fan very embarrassed.

You say, drive them away, they are thick-skinned, and they will not leave.

You say, by force, they are girls who love you. What to do?

Ye Fan asked himself in his heart.

"I'm sorry, both of you. Our family owner already has someone. At this time, the girl in fur standing beside Ye Fan crossed the center of the fat woman, isolating the harassment that was about to move.

"Who? Where do you live? How much money do you have at home? The fat woman asked, touching the various jewels she was wearing.

"This ......" Tang Xiaotang directly revealed the filling.

"It's not right for a little girl to start lying at a young age. As soon as I looked at the little handsome guy, I knew that he didn't have a girl to serve! The fat woman said.

"Whoever said it, I am!" Not to be outdone, Tang Xiaotang retorted and slammed back.

"You're too small, one of mine tops you ten buds." The fat woman shook the material on her chest, and then raised her head and glanced at Tang Xiaotang's flat plane of Princess Taiping.

It's too bluffing.

“。。。。” Ye Fan didn't hear anything, but a pair of eyes couldn't help but look at Tang Xiaotang, who was said to be useless.

Like, it seems, really not.

"Knock Knock"

"This is my deed, this is my shop deed, this is my family's fuel house......" The fat woman slapped directly from the butler behind her, stacking stacks of real estate title deeds.

This is...... Want to use money to smash into the money?

In the end, Ye Fan really couldn't bear this enthusiastic meatball, so he got up and left directly, preparing to go back to the academy.

However, in the library of the academy, he met an old man with snow-white hair and a scroll in his hand.

"Moo...... A big black bull rubbed Ye Fan's palm with a cow's head, and occasionally stretched out a cow's tongue and gently pressed against Ye Fan's palm, itchy.

"I'm back!" The old man put down the scroll he was holding, looked at the old man who was still young, and said.

"Hmm." Ye Fan nodded slowly, looking at the white-haired number one powerhouse in the world in front of him, Master.

The creator of the second floor of the college.

"I haven't seen you in years, you've changed." The master glanced at the trickling stream next to the pavilion, and then gathered a scoop of water and flew towards the master from the stream...... The use of stream water to wash the cups.

After washing the cups, the water returned to the trickling stream.

"You've changed, you're getting older!" Ye Fan looked at the old master in front of him who only had half a breath left, and said.

The Master took the washed cup and put it on the table.

One left and one right, and then the wine gourd hanging from the waist was poured directly by the cup.

Doodoo ......

After pouring for a minute, nothing spilled out of the tiny cup.

It's like a bottomless pit.

"There's something on my head, I can't sleep, I've been sleepless." The master put the flask on the table, looked up at the endless sky, and sighed.

"You're dying." Ye Fan patted the big black cow in his palm, let it go to the side to eat grass, and then said to the master.

"Come, sit down. It's been a long time since we've had a good drink together. When the master heard Ye Fan's words, he didn't seem to take it to heart, but beckoned, summoned a chair that was originally placed 500 meters away out of thin air and appeared next to the wine table.

This is the chair that Ke Haoran once made with his own hands, and he said that this chair is comfortable to sit on.

Ye Fan picked up the wine glass and sniffed the long Tianshan Snow Lotus Osmanthus Brew.

"It's still this old wine, how long have you hidden the bottle, I kept screaming 20 years ago, no more. The last bottle. ”

"There are 160 bottles left, I keep one pot for myself, and I will bring you the remaining 159 bottles in the evening. Otherwise, no one will know how to appreciate it after I leave, what a waste! The Master only took a drink, squinting his eyes and savoring it.

"It stands to reason that your lifespan should have been 1,000 years away." Ye Fan raised his glass, looked at the snow-white wine, and said hesitantly.

"This trip out, I used it!" When the master opened his eyes, he enjoyed the smell of wine in his throat very much, as if the wine in front of him was his life.

"Measure the land and make a formation pattern with life?" Ye Fan took a sip of the wine glass, gurgling, and it was endless. A minute later, Ye Fan asked.

"The palace has withered, who are you going to help to ascend?" The master saw that Ye Fan was so uncherished, and he angrily shouted that he was wasting good wine, he did not answer Ye Fan, but his eyes wandered, and all that appeared in front of him was the bleak scenery of the palace.

"I don't know, I'm thinking about changing my surname." Ye Fan put the wine glass on the table, looking serious and thoughtful.

"Just that girl." However, the master directly helped Ye Fan to give the answer.

And the girl in his mouth is Li Yu, Princess Li Yu, who frequently looks at the mountain peaks.

"She?" Ye Fan looked at the woman who was wearing a light green gorgeous dress and followed him all the way.

"No way?" The master's hand, which was about to pour wine for Ye Fan, paused.

The gurgling jade liquid elixir was directly unwilling to give it to Ye Fan to drink.

"Old man, I don't owe you a favor now." Ye Fan knocked on the table and said.

"Count the money for 159 bottles of treasured wine." The Master said with a blow on his beard.

"Actually, I didn't expect you to have the ability to slaughter the first emperor who was hiding underground." The master sighed, as if something wrong had happened in the palace, which made him a little melancholy.

It's all his fault!

He didn't expect that the academy would still make the Tang Dynasty jealous if it didn't interfere in court politics.

"If you want to ask me who I am, you can just say it!" Ye Fan looked at the old slippery master in front of him.

"Who are you?" The master was not polite, a pair of drunken eyes were gone, but full of sharpness.

"Ye Fan!" Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yes, the master didn't hear Ke Haoran's three words, obviously there was no surprise.

"Who is Ye Fan?" The Master continued.

"A handsome guy!" Ye Fan said.

"Drink a bar." The master's pair of eagle falcon's sharp eyes stared at Ye Fan for a long time, and then returned to his drunken appearance again, squinting his eyes, and tasting the jade liquid elixir in his hand.

"You're angry!" Ye Fan looked at the harmless master in front of him, and then looked at the surrounding scenery of birds and flowers, and said to the old man.

"Yes, I want to do something for this world in the last time." The master did not deny it, but poured wine for Ye Fan again. only

"Really?" Ye Fan asked.

"Yes!" The master nodded, squinting drunken eyes at the cloudless sky, gloomy and uncomfortable.

"Drink, old man!" Ye Fan smiled slightly, directly snatched the wine jug in the master's hand, and drank it in a big gulp.

"Drink!" The old man didn't know where to get a row of unopened wine gourds covered with dirt, and he also gurgled and drank them.

Don't get drunk, don't stop!

Get drunk!

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Good night, fairy friends!

(End of chapter)