Chapter 342 (1/2)

”This Miaoyu nunnery does have some unique features. I'm afraid that an Miaoyi is also a generation of natural beauty.”

Ye Fan opens his mouth and looks at the enchanting and dreamy scene around Miaoyu lake. He opens his mouth lightly and has some color of curiosity.

”Just look at it. Don't get caught up in it. This kind of woman is definitely not good at stubbornness.”

Yang Yuping light mouth, looking at the wonderful lake, eyes are very clear, as if to see through the fireworks.

”Of course it's a look. After all, this one is the first beauty in Donghuang. It's enough to see her face. The rest depends on the situation.”

Li Heishui opened his mouth with a smile and looked at the wonderful lake at the moment, his eyes twinkled.

How much he is still some charming, there are so some careful thinking in the heart.

”I can't believe that you, Yang Yu, are here too!”

Just as Yang Yu was talking and laughing, a very harsh voice interrupted their conversation.

Beside the Miaoyu lake, in another direction, someone walked up to Yang Yu at the moment, and his eyes were very indifferent.

”Ha ha, I'm very strange. Why do you people from Donghuang holy land want to come to this kind of romantic place? Won't you feel shame?”

Yang Yu forgot the past, even before he saw who it was, he began to speak sarcastically.

Needless to say, Yang Yu can guess that they are the young generation of the holy places.

”Yang Yu, do you still want to ridicule the holy places? Do you know that today, you may be lying dead in this holy city. ”

Looking at Yang Yu, a young man opened his mouth, and his eyes were extremely proud.

”What kind of rubbish are you? Barking here, be careful, just like the son of the last generation!”

Yang Yu looked at the past and opened his mouth without salt and salt, but he was full of endless contempt.

”Well, when can you be arrogant? Do you really think you are strong?”

The young man's face became very gloomy, staring at Yang Yu, and his eyes twinkled.

”It doesn't matter whether I am strong or not. How many people have died in each of your great saints can prove many problems. Without saying it myself, the world knows that the young generation of your holy places are just waste!”

Yang Yu chuckled, and still spoke with a plain look.

”Yang Yu, do you want to die?”

The young man immediately angrily rebukes a voice, the eye son incomparably cold locked Yang Yu.

”Waste, if you say one more word, I'll let this wonderful lake have one more blood flower!”

Yang Yu sneered and said with a plain look that he did not put the young man in his eyes.

”Son of Zifu, what's the use of talking to him now? Anyway, he doesn't have much time to live. Just wait to see his head hung on the tower of the holy city.”

In another direction, another person opened his mouth. It was the son of wanchu.

”Oh, you've recovered? I thought you would die in the tomb of the sage. ”

However, Yang Yu looked at Wan Chu's son, and immediately chuckled and said with disdain.

”Yang Yu, you can continue to be arrogant. I can bear it, because today I may have a chance to cut your body.”

Wan Chu's son spoke coldly, looking at Yang Yu, his eyes twinkled with cold brilliance.

”Keep going. I'll see how big the bulls in your holy lands can blow.”

Yang Yu shrugged his shoulders and began to speak with an air of indifference.

”Yang Yu How arrogant. ”