Chapter 1233: A bird turtle

Reincarnation Hall, there are rows of buildings standing, the ancient fragrance spreads out, and the scenery is beautiful!

Even though the continuous collision with the gate of eternal life has destroyed a lot of it before, but this kind of foundation revealed from the eternal age is still there, and it is an extremely enjoyable thing to stroll through it!

Moving in shape, Meng Fan strode to the meteor. At this moment, the latter wore a bronze mask and a blue shirt, and he appeared inconspicuous.

Although the defense of this Samsara Hall is extremely tight, it is completely difficult to defeat Meng Fan. The latter was born in this Samsara Hall. Many gadgets of the year are still there, and the cultivation base is even higher to a certain level, which is naturally easy. Step here.

There was a constant crowd coming and going along the way, but there were many new disciples who had joined this reincarnation hall, causing Meng Fan to head straight to the inner hall of this reincarnation hall with a smile on his face.

Now that he comes back again, Meng Fan doesn't want to make a public statement. The more low-key, the better. First, it is best to understand the form.

However, as he walked, he couldn't help but take a look, only to find that a group of people were watching in the outer hall at this moment. They were all young boys and girls, young, but each of them was quite powerful. Yes, everyone is a cultivation seed.

But now this group of people have their eyes widened. Looking at two of them, Meng Fan's gaze swept away, and the look on his small face suddenly freezes, which is quite exciting!

Because at this moment, it is not someone else, but a strange bird with very long feathers, how ugly and how ugly it looks, it looks like you can't wait for someone to beat the fat with an old punch.

And on his shoulders there is a small tortoise, green all over, with small eyes rolling around, which is really cute.

There is no doubt that it is just this imagination, that kind of look like a thief without makeup, Meng Fan knows that this is a hairy bird and a mysterious tortoise.

And just after walking in, the sound of the long hairy bird drooling over the river came.

"Do you know why Meng Fan was so good back then? Why can he escape from the tiger's mouth several times? Why is he always strong? There is an expert behind him!"

The voice fell, and all the disciples of the Samsara Hall beside it were extremely serious. Listening to the hairy sparrow, there was a look of worship flashing in their eyes, as if they were looking at two worldly tall people. People are average.

"There is no doubt, who are these two people? It's us!"

The longhair sparrow patted his shoulder, the feathers flying across his body, looking reminiscent.

"Thinking that Meng Fan was chased and killed back then. It was a mess. He was chased and killed for more than 30,000 miles, but he ran to my door to find me. I just smiled slightly and raised my hand to kill the chase. The one who killed him... That god, and taught him a lot to make him achieve what he is now, I tell you, now the great calamity of the gods' domain is coming, I think it is not impossible to cultivate a Meng Fan ...It was raised by the dog that a hundred Meng Fan went to beat the gate of eternal life, so some cheats were deliberately published!"

"Yep!"

At this moment Xuangui moved, took out rows of books from under his armpit, and said loudly,

"That's it, this is called Meng Fan's quick secret book, how to cultivate to become a god, the mysterious fist of the tortoise...Every sixth-order divine object is sold now, first come first served, later! "

Accompanied by this shout, the eyes of the many disciples who had just joined the Temple of Reincarnation were filled with infinite fulfilment. They gritted their teeth, took out the space ring, and obediently contributed the sixth-order **** to the Longhair and Black Turtle. Things.

Although this sixth-order divine object is not much, it is still very valuable to this group of disciples. One of the little fat guys rubbed his face and said in a condensed voice.

"How did I hear that Senior Brother Meng Fan has always met the enemy alone, killing countless arrogances, and never used other people's help..."

Before his voice fell, the hairy sparrow roared and roared,

"Asshole, do you dare to question the old man? How old does the old man exist? Look at the old man's integrity, this demeanor, this kind of invincible aura that exudes the strongest, do you look for death?"

The roar was thunderous, and at this moment, there was a powerful aura that can only be possessed by the real holy realm strong from the hairy bird, and it is becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable. If you don’t know what it is, let Meng Fan almost bluffed.

"what!"

The little fat man was so frightened that he confided in the past, and immediately attracted the worship of a group of newly promoted disciples of the Samsara Palace, all of them grabbing the various secrets in the hands of Xuangui. After just a few breaths, the black tortoise and the Longhair sparrow returned home with a load, and the two laughed each with a triumphant expression.

After a while, the hairy sparrow moved again and stopped one of the beautiful little girls in a low voice.

"Beauty, do you have a meeting tonight?"

When the voice fell, the woman suddenly frightened the woman, but the hairy sparrow stirred its own wings and said solemnly,

"The old man just wants to talk to you, tell you how Meng Fan became a god, and tell me how he beat him back then..."

"Stop talking, Lord Bird..."

The Suddenly interrupted by Xuan Gui immediately made the Hairy Sparrow quite uncomfortable, but when he glanced at it, he found that Xuan Gui had been shivering in the shell at this moment.

"Why are you so scared?"

The Longhair snorted, dissatisfied,

"You are too courageous. I saw who I saw. I told you that even if I see Meng Fan now, I will... My mother, grandmother, grandmother, ancestor Seventh Uncle, you... what? came back!"

Suddenly, the hairy sparrow turned around, but found a figure standing in the direction of the black turtle trembling. He was dressed in a blue shirt and slender. Now he was madly blue on the face of a bronze mask. The longhair finch and the black tortoise said word by word,

"En... I almost never came back, and what I want to ask most now is whether you beat Meng Fan back then with this gesture?"

The voice fell, saying that it was too late, it was fast then, Meng Fan stepped out and broke out, directly as an old punch. And the Longhair and Xuangui yelled, so scared that they didn’t even want the gods, they turned around and ran, that called a quick, that called a quick!

"Come here, I promise not to kill you!"

Meng Fan yelled, but obviously it had no effect. Only to make the two of them run faster. They ran directly from the outer hall to the inner hall. Wherever they went, Meng Fan’s punch passed by for a while; Messy!

For this scene, the people in the inner temple are still nothing until they see them. They are different from the new disciples in the outer temple. They are already mature and understand these two guys very well. They are often in this hall of reincarnation. Zhao Yuan scammed.

However, behind him is the most powerful disciple organization Mengxin Pavilion in the Samsara Temple today, and secondly, although these two people are hateful, there is nothing bad about them. They are just pit money, which naturally makes everyone not care.

However, at this moment, the crowd discovered that someone had violently beat the two of them, swept all the way, flying feathers, and the most important thing was that the two people shouted the words Grandpa Meng Fan at this moment.

In an instant, the news came out, and there were countless figures of people swarming. Under this situation, including Liu Xin, Zhan Wuji and others, they all came to take a look. I thought it was just It was a farce, but under the situation where his eyes were fixed on the figure in the sky, his body was suddenly stiff, his face was shocked, and his eyes were moist.

They were quite familiar with the breath of Meng Fan's body, but now they saw it again, and they couldn't help but make Liu Xin, Zhan Wuji and others surging with excitement.

"Meng Fan!"

For an instant, it can be said that it alarmed the entire reincarnation hall, and everyone heard a message, then it was Meng Fan's return. In this case, Du Han, Gu Qing, Gu Xie, Yun Feiyang and many other reincarnation halls are strong. All of them came here, very happy.

After seeing so many old acquaintances, Meng Fan was not easy to attack, but he resisted anger and smiled awkwardly at everyone.

But before Meng Fan could say anything, there was a beautiful image coming from a distance after a while, that familiar fragrance fell into his nose, and came into Meng Fan’s embrace like a tired bird returning to the forest. , Clutching Meng Fan's waist with both hands, as if to embrace him in his arms, muttered,

"Brother Meng Fan, am I dreaming?"

The beautiful lady is like Wen Yu!

The familiar scent, three thousand green silks flying, looking at the face of pear blossom with rain in front of him, immediately made Meng Fan's heart sigh, and the palm of his hand was raised involuntarily, floating on her pretty face, for many years. Cultivating his mind is already as hard as iron, but at this moment it is also difficult to utter a word.

Practice for several years, between life and death!

And Meng Fan understands that there is always a gentle figure waiting for Meng Fan, silent, and remember every bit of Meng Fan’s news, even if he hears the death of the latter, he clenches his silver teeth. , Insist on not believing.

And when there is no one, he is stroking the Guqin and crying silently. This is it. . . . Gu Xiner!

Looking at Gu Xin'er, Meng Fan clearly understood the latter's silent contribution over the years, and slowly said.

"Relax, Xiner, I am here!"

A few words fell, feeling the temperature in Meng Fan's big hands, and Gu Xin'er nodded immediately. Pear Blossom brought rain, but she smiled gently, as if she saw Meng Fan’s face and everything was over, like sunny day.

Embracing like this, I don’t know how long has passed, but a voice came in the next moment,

"Cough cough cough... I said Meng Fan, so many brothers are here, don't hesitate to talk about love!"

The voice fell and he was very familiar. As soon as Meng Fan raised his head, he couldn't help but find that it was the lonely and arrogant little face.

After that, Lin Tang, Jun Qian, Zhan Feng'er and other masters in the northern group were also here, and followed Meng Fan to this Divine Emperor's Realm over the years, but then Meng Fan quickly stepped outside this realm. Space, life and death do not know, they are also here temporarily rested, helping the Samsara Palace against the gate of eternal life.

Zhan Feng'er snorted coldly, complaining a little,

"You guy, just take care of yourself, you're so cool to throw your hand at the shopkeeper, what do you mean if you bring us and don't care about us!"

The tone was arrogant, and Meng Fan suddenly smiled and said in a condensed voice.

"Relax, didn't I come back? Where did you say, I still look forward to fighting with you... together!"

A few words were spit out, and the air in the entire field was immediately condensed. At this moment, a fierce flash flashed across the faces of Yunfeiyang, Zhan Wuji, Zhan Fenger, Jun Qian, Lonely Proud, Lin Tang and others. Look.

There is no doubt that the one in the entire field is the top powerhouse of the younger generation, with absolute strength. When fighting together here before, it is even more competitive. Although there is not too strong friction, it can be said that no one is convinced. Who.

After all, he had no experience before, and he was the same young arrogant, and it was natural to have a confrontational psychology. But at this moment, under Meng Fan’s voice, everyone in the field was silent, all looking at the latter, as if faintly as long as Meng Fan uttered a word to kill, even the Daoshanhuohai group would know. Immediately, kill without mercy!

For this group of people, even the gods would not be able to convince them so convincingly, but in their hearts they had already considered Meng Fan. . . . . Soul figure, follow life and death!

Third, I wish all my book friends a happy Lantern Festival, thank you for your continued support, and have nothing to report.

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