Yaoguang knew, this was probably the elf He Batjue knew in the fairy world.

"Is she still alive?" Yaoguang thought of that dream, He Batjue, who was frozen under the lake, paused, and asked again, "What is the cold you are talking about?" ”

He Batjue was about to answer, when a messenger suddenly ignited in front of her, "Little junior sister, we have arrived, where are you?" ”

"I'll tell you later." He Bajue smiled and motioned for her to contact Baili Zisang.

After the messenger flew out, Baili Zisan quickly found them. Suddenly, I saw two unfamiliar faces that I had never seen before, and I couldn't help but be stunned, and called tentatively: "Little junior sister? ”

Yaoguang laughed, "Senior Brother Zisang, you weren't like this when we first met. "The thick-skinned one, obviously it was the first time they met, so he pestered her endlessly.

Baili Zisang couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and said, "Don't mention those things." ”

Bailishu and Nangong Wuwu in the back probably also knew that Yaoguang and the two of them had changed their appearance with illusion, so they didn't say anything, and found a place to sit down and rest next to them.

"Who are those?" Nangong Wuwu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the group of people in black cloaks.

"I don't know." Yaoguang shook her head.

"It can't be an ugly person, right?" Nangong Wuwu couldn't help but bite his lip, the ugly door robbery could make the women on the Feiyun Continent tremble.

"Little girl, do you look at us, like ugly people?" The man sitting next to the tear mole man suddenly raised his head and grinned at Nangong Wuwu, revealing two canine teeth.

Nangong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously leaned back, but when he saw the man's laughing appearance, his expression also relaxed, and he said with a smile: "Then which sect are you?" I've never seen you before! ”

Nangong Wuwu is talking about dressing up, and sect disciples generally don't wear hooded cloaks.

"Guess," the man rolled his eyes, "and if you guess wrong, kiss me!" ”

Nangong Wuwu's face turned red, and then he glared at the man and scolded "scoundrel" fiercely. The man pursed his mouth innocently and was about to say something, but the tearful man on the side shouted in a low voice: "Xin Ping, shut up!" ”

The canine-toothed man named Xin Ping retracted his neck in a sneer, and he was unwilling to squeeze his eyebrows at Nangong Wuwu.

Nangong Wuwu's face turned pale, and he turned his head coldly and stopped talking.

But Bailishu, after seeing the appearance of the tear mole man, was very shocked, and her face became pink, and she noticed the displeasure on the tear mole man's face, she hurriedly turned her head away, and lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes.

Yaoguang couldn't help laughing, no matter men or women, they couldn't resist beautiful things.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away, Yaoguang looked up, only to find that another group of people in black cloaks came over, but this time the people were all green eyes, all of them looked like wolves.

The people of the ugly door shuttled through the crowd generously, no one dared not give way to them, even if they were a little dissatisfied, but they were quickly suppressed, especially the women, they couldn't hide, and they didn't want to show their faces in front of the people of the ugly door at all.

However, the ugly people are not as fond of women as the legend says, and more than a dozen people in this line walked, and they didn't even deviate their eyes. It's like a well-trained army.

And the person who led this army was the Motai Dragon Scale. Not only him, but also a few familiar faces.