Mr. Jiang, who had always wandered off course, was awakened by a distant voice.
"Jiang Xiaolang, since you are here, why don't you come forward and talk to me?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then turned around subconsciously to see a smiling face, a swordsman with long eyebrows.
At the same time, everyone's eyes followed the eyes of the long-browed swordsman and looked at him.
The empress also turned to look over.
Jiang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Haha, sorry, sorry, I'm a little late..."
This young man who suddenly appeared and asked Saint Taihua to name him made countless onlookers curious.
Who is this person?
They all started whispering.
At this time, Jiang Fan also saw the looks from Ling Yun and Lu Yai.
Lu Yao's eyes were gloomy, but he did not conceal his disgust and cold murderous intent.
But Ling Yun is even more obvious.
Those eyes seemed to emit ten-foot-long sword light, and Jiang Fan felt frightened.
Who says looks can't kill? Jiang Fan completely believed that within ten feet, Ling Yun could stare him to death with just his eyes.
This grudge is quite big.
"Jiang Fan——!"
Ling Yun uttered two words coldly, and everyone woke up as if from a dream.
This guy in weird clothes, with two arms exposed and loose trousers, turned out to be King Xiaoyao, Jiang Fan.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.
It turned out to be the world-famous Poet, Immortal and Ci Sage, Jiang Yulang, who held the titles of King Yizi and King Xiaoyao, the guy who surrounded Taihua with an army and openly robbed the Saint.
This guy is a true legend. Many people are getting more and more energetic. Today he is also here, and it is unexpectedly lively.
The long-browed man said with a smile: "Young gentleman, how about you come forward."
Jiang Fan nodded, and first smiled at the empress and said, "Sorry, something happened on the way. I just arrived."
The empress nodded slightly: "It's good to be here. You must be tired from running."
Jiang Fan flexed his biceps: "It's okay, you're still strong."
The empress rolled her eyes at him, closed her eyes and ignored him.
But the white look in his eyes was so good-looking that he immediately dumbfounded the thousands of people present.
Their dialogue is very strange. What's the point of being tired from running? I don't understand what it means, but the relationship between the two people does seem a bit weird.
No matter how you look at it, it sounds like you're flirting?
Everyone was inexplicable and couldn't help but feel refreshed. The Empress's performance was so unexpected. According to rumors, the Empress existed like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady who should not be approached by mortals, and she had always been cold and arrogant when she came here. But from the state just now to the sudden eye roll, the gap is too big. Is there any unexpected gain today?
However, the matter between Jiang Fan and the Empress was no longer a secret in the Qin State. Many people in the Jianghu also knew about it, and their eyes began to light up.
Looking at this situation, it is indeed a bit unusual, interesting, interesting...
Seeing that the empress ignored him, Jiang Fan sneered and walked towards the main stand.
And Ling Yun's eyes became more and more fierce.
Everyone couldn't see it, and they all wondered, could they have an appetizer first today?
After all, this weird guy in front of him was Bingwei Taihua, who blatantly stole Ling Yun's most proud disciple, Yun Fuyao.
Lingyun Sword Immortal was completely disgraced. The problem was too big.
Jiang Fan wasted no time and came to the main stand, bowed his hands to Changmei and said, "Junior Jiang Fan, I have met the Holy Master."
He only gave Changmei a courtesy, as a junior. But there was no mention of Lu Yai and Ling Yun.
Both of them were his enemies, looking at each other coldly, and Jiang Fan had no interest in sticking his hot butt into someone else's cold face.
The long-browed man smiled kindly: "The world is like a tide, and the new generation is better than the old ones. The young man is already famous all over the world. He is a talented person."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Senior, I am very grateful. The Holy Lord rules the world for two years and is respected by the whole world. It is a blessing for me, this junior, to meet you today."
Changmei smiled, and suddenly said: "I wonder how my Fuyao child is doing?"
Jiang Fan was stunned, "You're not right." He asked Fuyao in front of Xiao Cui, "Did the old guy do this on purpose?"
He coughed and said: "Ah - not bad, pretty good, I can eat and sleep..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Yun and saw that her face was as dark as ice. He felt very unhappy and said, "You don't know that Fairy Fuyao has come to Da Qin and now lives in Huayang Palace as a saint. She is well fed and clothed." Okay, hugging me from front to back, living a carefree life every day, not to mention how comfortable it is, even better than being with my biological parents."
Ling Yun's eyes became colder and colder, and even the surrounding area began to freeze. Many disciples subconsciously shrank back.
The long eyebrow looked a little strange: "You baby..."
"Oh, by the way."
Jiang Fan said: "Fuyao's three yin critical meridians have been cured, and his physical condition is a hundred times better than before. After a year of rebuilding, he has returned to the realm of a great venerable. It won't be long before he reaches the eighth level and can become a saint."
His expression was very calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he keenly caught an undetectable strange light flashing through Ling Yun's eyes.
And everyone who heard this was greatly surprised. The people who can watch the battle here are all top masters. The two of them did not hide their words and could hear them clearly.
Basically, few people knew about Yun Fuyao's three-yin disease, and this legendary incurable disease actually appeared in Fairy Yun Fuyao. But what was even more surprising was that King Xiaoyao actually cured it.
No wonder there are rumors in the world that King Xiaoyao once stole blood to extend his life, and his medical skills are world-renowned. It seems that this is true.
Changmei was also slightly surprised: "Oh? This is a good thing. After suffering that child all these years, the young man has extraordinary methods."
Jiang Fan smiled lightly: "It's not a big deal. It's just a matter of refining a Sanyang Intermittent Pill. The pill is suitable for the symptoms and will be cured naturally."
The words stirred up another murmur. The Sanyang Intermittent Pill is a rare medicine in the world, and its refining requirements are ridiculously demanding. It is really surprising that King Xiaoyao can easily make it.
Changmei nodded: "That's very good. I can rest assured that Fuyao has recovered. I must treat her well in the future and don't let Fuyao'er down..."
Jiang Fan was dumbfounded, old man, you are not kind, this is intentional.
Sure enough, Changmei's words aroused a lot of surprise. There were a lot of things in these words.
Many people had strange looks in their eyes. They looked at the empress and then at Prince Jiang, admiring and admiring her.
Okay, if nothing else, you are the number one person in this matter, so I’m convinced!
Not only did you provoke the empress, but you also had an affair with Fairy Taihua, and then you were still alive and well. I dare to call you the best in the world.
Sure enough, Mr. Jiang was speechless. Before he could think of how to reply, Ling Yun snorted coldly: "Shameless man, if today is not a decisive battle, I will kill you first!"
Jiang Fan burst into laughter: "Ling Yun Immortal Lord, we don't need outsiders to worry about our own family affairs. There are many people who want to kill me, and you are the only one who wants to be killed."
He turned to look at Lu Yai, as if he was talking to him: "Right? If nothing else, there are so many people queuing up in the Demon Slaying Alliance alone."
