Eight Desolate Sword God

"I am finally back!"

Ye Chenfeng stood on the crane and looked at the Bi Xue Xian Pavilion bathed in the sea of ​​clouds, showing a faint smile.

This is going to the desperate forest. Ye Chenfeng’s harvest is bigger than he imagined. Not only has he picked more than 1,200 dead flowers, but he also got two great Chinese spirits, six dead. Zugen, met the suspected warrior princess.

More importantly, he also unexpectedly conquered a six-star magician limit master, with Hei Pengdi help, and there are only a handful of people who want to hurt him.

"Morning wind, butterfly, you can count it back!" Ye Chenfeng just returned to Bi Xuexian Pavilion, wearing a fire red martial arts suit, the hot red creek appeared in Baiyayuan, some blame said "Where have you been going these days, why don't you leave us with the ethereal Tianzong?"

"Sorry, Master Sister, we are afraid to be followed, we will not tell the owner, I will tell you." Ye Chenfeng said apologetically.

"Let's go, the master will see you, I will take you to the Bixue Pavilion!"

The red stream saw Ye Chenfeng returning safely. They did not blame them again. They took them to the snow-covered pavilion.

"Master, I brought them!"

Into the unusually exquisite Bi Xuege, the red stream slammed into the snow and floated on a warm jade.

"Morning wind, butterfly, these days, where have you been!" The snow drifted slowly and closed the closed shackles: "You know how dangerous it is to leave the etheric sky without permission. You got it at the preaching cliff." Two unparalleled inheritance, how many people are staring."

"Sorry, the owner, we went to the desolate forest these days!"

Although the snow is full of blame, but the blame is indeed concerned, which makes Ye Chenfeng warm inside, whispered.

"Desperate forest...you took the task of the desperate forest!" The snow drifted out of shock.

She is very aware of the terrible forests, the sacred beasts in the forest, and even more terrible sacred beasts, heavenly sacred beasts, even if she enters the desperate forest, it is difficult to live.

"Well, we are lucky. In the desperate forest, we are accompanied by people. We have successfully picked up some dead flowers and brought them back!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said vaguely.

"Ye Chenfeng, the courage of both of you is too big!" Snow drifted and blamed: "Although you two are in the lower bounds are the pride of the sky, but the Tianyu is different from the lower bound, here is a little careless It is possible to lose your life and not to be noisy in the future."

"It’s the owner, we will pay attention next time!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.

"Teacher, are you really picking up the dead flowers from the desolate forest?" Red Creek answered the words.

"Well, we have picked more than one hundred and one hundred dead flowers!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded, but left a hundred dead flowers in private.

"More than one hundred and one hundred dead flowers!" Snow drifted, Hongxi could not help but **** a cold air.

A desperate flower is equivalent to a thousand contributions, and one hundred and one hundred dead flowers are equivalent to one hundred and one hundred thousand contributions. With these contributions, you can go to the ethereal totals to redeem treasures.

When the snow was stunned by the harvest of Ye Chenfeng, more than ten strong breaths appeared and landed outside the Bixue Pavilion.

"Well, Xue Mingxuan, what is he doing here?"

The snow fluttering brows slightly wrinkled, and it is not a good thing to feel that Xuemingxuan is coming.

"Snowy, how dare you dare to condone the disciples who kill me in the Xuexian Pavilion, you know the sin!"

The murderous Xuemingxuan walked into Bi Xuege, and the cold gaze glanced at Ye Chenfeng. The wicked first complained.

" Xuemingxuan, what do you mean by this?" The snow fluttering brows slightly wrinkled, and looked calmly.

"You still give me a stupid!" Xue Mingxuan said angrily: "I ask you, if you die a few of them, are you sending someone to do it."

"Snowy? Is he dead?" The snowy face changed slightly, and the heart picked up a big wave.

Snow is called the first day of the younger generation of the Snow Palace. The talent and strength are still above the moon blue, and his death can definitely cause a lot of trouble in the Snow Palace.

"If you two still want to live, let me tell you the truth, otherwise I can't spare you!" Xue Mingxuan's eyes flashed with fierce light, cold-eyed Ye Chenfeng, aggressively: " Tell me, if their death is related to you."

"Yes!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded and admitted with a happy smile.

"Morning wind..."

Immersed in the snow in the death of the snow owl, I heard Ye Chenfeng admit it, and I was shocked and shouted.

She knows that Xue Yiyi is important to the Xuexue Pavilion. Once Xue Mingxuan is confirmed, the death of Xue Yiyi is related to Ye Chenfeng, and he will never let Ye Chenfeng.

"Blood debts, then bloody!"

Xue Mingxuan did not expect Ye Chenfeng to admit that the delicate face showed a sly color, said Senran.

"What is the meaning of the blood debts? What is the meaning of the Mingxuan Pavilion?" Ye Chenfeng said with amazement: "The brothers of Yiyi are our savior. Without them, there would be no us."

"Morning wind, what happened in the end?" The doubts on the face of the snow drifting are thicker, and it is unclear what medicine he sold in his gourd.

"Sui Yi brothers are to save us, killed by the black demon master!"

Ye Chenfeng will come up with the words he said, and he will be said to be their savior and praise their spirit of self-denial.

"A nonsense!"

After listening to Ye Chenfeng, Xue Mingxuan’s lungs are blowing up quickly. He is very clear that Ye Chenfeng did not tell the truth, and Xue Yan will never save them.

"Ming Xuan Ge, this is the quality of the suspected brothers?" Looking at Xue Mingxuan in the anger, Ye Chenfeng whispered.

"Ye Chenfeng, you don't want to argue, I can be sure that they are killed by you!" Xue Mingxuan endured the anger in his heart.

But the morning hand of Ye Chenfeng has disrupted his plan and put him in a very passive situation.

Why is the Mingxuan Pavilion so sure?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"You..."

Snow Mingxuan had several thoughts flashing in his mind. He couldn’t admit that Xue Yi was sent to kill Ye Chenfeng. If Ye Chenfeng died biting, Xue Yi died on them. I really have a bit of a guise.

"Xue Mingxuan, the morning breeze, they went to the desperate forest to pick up the task, why do they also appear in the desolate forest at the same time, what do you want to do?" Snow drifted to the point of doubt, the face was gloomy Down, annoyed.

"Why, only allow them to go to the desperate forest to pick up the task. If they can't, can they not?" Xue Mingxuan said annoyedly.

"Mingxuange’s owner said yes, anyone can take the task of killing the forest!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said: "Hey brothers died because they died for us. I feel very uncomfortable. I think there is It is necessary to sue the incident to the owner of the palace, and ask the lord to escape to justice for the brothers. As for the suspicion of the master, we can also let the palace owner go to the task cabinet to check, and then I will know if there is any The task is, after all, we need to register for the task."

"You..."

Xue Mingxuan found that Ye Chenfeng’s words were given to himself. If he went to the mission cabinet for investigation, then they would not only be white but also likely to have an adverse impact on him.

"Well, my understanding of their death, I will report this hatred, no matter who it is, he will die." Xue Mingxuan found that today's situation is not good for himself, and it does not make sense to stay. Leave a word to leave.

"Ming Xuan Ge, the murderer who killed the brother of the first brother is the black prince of the Black Devils, but the strength of the Hei Peng Emperor is the six-star emperor. I advise the Ming Xuan cabinet owner not to take revenge as well, so as to avoid When the cannon fodder, lost his life for no reason!" Ye Chenfeng seems to be kindly reminded.

"This doesn't require you to worry about it!" Didn't ask any cheap Xue Mingxuan to endure anger and leave with anger.