"Huh?" Ye Mo was stunned, looking at the two figures of unknown origin, when he saw the golden hair of Beilin Wuwu, his whole eyebrows wrinkled, Lord the Supreme Priest of the Shenyuan Continent?

"Yo ~ Who did I see in this seat? Carefree High Priest? Sansheng is lucky," Ye Mo sneered, without the slightest admiration in his eyes, but the words he said were different from his expression.

Feng Yunyao struggled with her hand, and seeing that he didn't mean to let go, she couldn't help but stare at her, she didn't want to come in, and now with her strength, she was too weak.

Beilin Wuwu turned sideways slightly, lowered his head, and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you are a teacher for a day, you will be your biggest backer" The most powerful protective shield.

Feng Yunyao was stunned for a moment, stopped struggling, raised her head, met his eyes, and suddenly, pulled away a smile from her heart, in this strange world, but there are familiar people, in a world where the strong are respected, he is the only little light left in her life, shining on the road ahead, although this road is difficult to walk, but, where he is, she will work harder to move forward, even if there is a cliff ahead, as long as it is not the end, she must step over, it is a sunny place.

"Master." Feng Yunyao lost her mind, and a certain black belly pulled her mouth and smiled, and snorted softly.

"Hmm"

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Old Deng coughed fiercely and young people, showing affection in front of the old man and dying quickly! What's more, showing affection also depends on the scene, okay? Is this really good at this moment of life and death?

"Old Deng, how are you? Injured? Take a look at the old man" Elder Baili pounced, looking at the eager look, no one thought if there was any unclean relationship between these two people.

Lao Deng: "......" You are enough!

The green tendons on Ye Mo's forehead burst out, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you are a high priest, you don't neglect people like this, right?" At the very least, this seat is also a demon king."

Beilin's carefree and warm eyes squinted, and he smiled in an apologetic voice: "Indeed, it's the deity, isn't it, so... Excuse me, Lord Daredevil? What do you want to say, take your time, don't rush" The warm expression could never tell what he was thinking, thinking about how to kill him at the moment.

And Ye Mo didn't know that he was so wrong that as long as Beilin Wuwu wanted to kill him, he only needed to move his fingers, and he would be so dead that he didn't even have scum.

"This seat ...... Nima, didn't the Lord say that Beilin Wuwu is a weak ghost and sick seedling!" Isn't it a lie to him! Where is this gentle ghost weak! Where is it weak, where is the sick seedling? Where is it about to hang? The Lord is so rough that his men promise not to kill you.

Ye Mo simply turned blue with anger, snorted heavily, turned his head awkwardly, and ignored it!

Feng Yunyao watched the play from the sidelines, and watched it with relish, so she almost didn't move a stool and grab a melon seed to sit and nibble, very good, very good, continue to continue.

Looking at her like this, Beilin smiled carefree, and her warm voice came out softly, and the little apprentice became more and more... It's funny, it's cute, it's just...

"The apprentice is so cute, I am very pleased to be a teacher, and it is also the love that the teacher gives you" The hand stretched out, stroked a woman's head, rubbed it gently, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, as if she had met something worthy of joy and pleasure.

Feng Yunyao raised her hand and slapped it away, her eyes widened: "So, do you want it?" Thank you! Division! Fu's love is it!? "Do you want face, belly black god, are you really enough!

Beilin smiled carefree, withdrew his hand, took out a fan from his sleeve, fanned it elegantly, and replied lightly:

"Neither nor ......"