She didn't dare to act lightly, Dan Yan's teeth beca itchy and his face beca extrely gloomy. He couldn't figure out why the ancestors of the Yao tribe would favor Xiao Yan so much. He didn't believe in the so-called Yuanyuan. What is the origin of a newcor to the mainland who is not near the Emperor?
Gradually calming down in the cool breeze, Dan Han's mouth raised a cold smile: I don't believe you can stay with the demon forever and never co back!
Suddenly a sharp killing intention condensed in his eyes, Dan Yan set his heart back: What if Xiao Yan left Jucheng City like this every ti? It seems that you have to find the Shadow League! There is Shadow Alliance tracking Xiao Yan's whereabouts ... Hum, Xiao Yan, I must let you die in my hands!
Dan Ye left with coldness, the cool breeze was still blowing, it was so cold ...
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The four elders of the Yao clan sent Xiao Yan to the foot of the Qingfeng Mountain where their ancestors lived, and stopped.
"The old ancestors like to be quiet, so I won't accompany the Xiao patriarch." The four elders of the Yao tribe fisted to Xiao Yan, and then left in a thank you Xiao Yan nodded.
The green hills are like daisies, and the trails up the mountain are lined with green forests. The dense tower pines are like giant umbrellas that support the sky. The overlapping branches and branches only leak the speckled sun shadow. Added the quietness of the dense forest.
But the forest is so beautiful, the breeze is so pleasant, and it can wash away the doubts in Xiao Yan's heart.
"Living is like a state of mind. From the place where the old ancestors lived, we can see that the old ancestors' heart is no longer in the world's disputes. Why did she call this ti?
Finally at the top of the mountain, Xiao Yan saw a beautiful woman standing not far through the mist of different shades. She fluttered in the wind in Tsing Yi, her eyes and mouth were beautiful.
Ancestor? So young? No trace of ti on his face? Is this the effect of Huichundan? Xiao Yan was not sure.
The beautiful woman is the old ancestor of the demon tribe.
Looking at Xiao Yan, a smile appeared on the face of the old ancestor of the Yao tribe.
This smile can be all over the city. This smile is full of supre magnificence.
Xiao Yan hurried forward, apologizing: "The cicadas are more quiet than the forest, and the Birdsong Mountain is even more secluded. This mountain is too beautiful. Xiao Yan has nostalgia for the mountain scenery and made his ancestors wait for a long ti. It is really sad."
The old ancestor of the demon tribe just smiled and said, "Cicadas are noisy and forests are quieter. Birds are more secluded. The description is very appropriate. I didn't expect you to be a talent."
"Let the ancestor laugh." Xiao Yan's face flushed slightly. This poem was plagiarized from the world in which he was originally. It was so exaggerated by the old ancestors of the demon tribe that he was instinctively guilty.
"Humility is a virtue." The old ancestor of the Yao tribe nodded in approval, and then sighed. "Unfortunately, young people today don't know much about modesty."
"Old ancestors are ridiculous." Xiao Yan's face turned redder, and he hugged his fists to shift the subject. "The old ancestors' last helping hand, Xiao Yanming was heartfelt, but he was bitterly unreported, so ashad."
Xiao Yan's thanks to the old ancestors of the tribe are sincere, but they also want to set out the real reason that the old ancestors of the tribe help him.
"Oh?" The old ancestor of the Yao tribe looked at Xiao Yan with interest, and asked with a smile, "How do you want to repay ?"
"This ..." Xiao Yan was lingering. He couldn't imagine what the ancestors of the Yao tribe were missing. It took a long ti to say honestly, "Xiao Yan really can't think of what the ancestors lacked or what the ancestors need Xiao Yan to do. However, if the ancestors need Xiao Yan's effectiveness, they are required.
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