Start Chasing the Goddess From Douluo

　　Occasionally, a gust of strong wind blew across the square, and suddenly, within the eyes, white robe fluttered, like clouds falling in the sky. Such a sight, at first glance, is quite shocking.

　　 Sometimes the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in mid-air, and then a figure appeared on the top of the towering tree, and the camera glanced at it before he noticed it.

On the tips of some giant trees around the square, there are many figures. Not only Haibodong is here, but also Fazhen, Jiaxingtian, and even Nalanjie and the heads and juniors of several other families. this.

　　 It seems that this time, Yun Lanzong invited a lot of people.

The figures who rushed did not rashly broke the quiet atmosphere in the square. Although some powerful Yunlanzong disciples were aware of these guests, they did not react at all, sitting quietly cross-legged. On the ground, it seems that the order has been received long ago.

　　 Standing on the top of the tree, Hai Bodong's gaze slowly swept across the quiet square, his face was a little dignified, in the eyes of a strong man like him, he could naturally find some details that were difficult for others to perceive.

　　 In his induction, the breathing rhythms of nearly a thousand Yunlanzong disciples on this square are exactly the same, and each other's breath is entangled with each other, and any place they move will be attacked continuously like a torrential rain.

　　 On this square, there are nearly a thousand people, almost as if they are one body. During the hands-on, a thousand people all shot together, even if the emperor is strong, they have to avoid the edge for the time being.

　　 "As expected of Yun Lanzong." He sighed softly in his heart, and Hai Bodong had to sigh. How difficult would it be to tune the cooperation between these disciples so tacitly?

　　 Turning their heads, Hai Bodong and Fabian Jiao looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity from each other's eyes. Obviously, Yun Lanzong's integrated formation also made them feel jealous.

　　 The wide square is quiet and silent, and time is quietly passing by.

　　 Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sunlight poured down and filled the top of the mountain.

　　 At a certain moment, the sound of subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and the soft voice slowly spread, causing the aura of the square to change slightly.

　　 In the field, all the Yunlanzong disciples opened their eyes, their eyes locked on the bluestone steps, and the sound of heavy footsteps came from there.

　　 On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran also gradually opened her bright eyes, stopping at that place.

　　 So tired, Nalan Yanran didn’t know, Wang Kun, how could he actually follow ten beautiful beauties including himself, together,,,,,

　　 What, it took me half a year, Brother Wang Kun, good or bad!

　　 Nalan Yanran, remembering, self; ‘’self. with. old,. division. , Yun Yun,,,, With,, Wang, Kun, together,,,,,,

　　 Nalan Yanran, blushing and shy, covered her face with her jade hand. Super shy!

　　 The footsteps were getting closer and louder and louder, so that a dozen old men in white robes on the stone platform also opened their eyes and cast their eyes to the same place.

　　 Far away in the sky, suddenly the sun shone, and through the cover of misty clouds, it happened to be shot at the end of the stone terrace. There, a tall and thin figure finally slowly appeared in countless eyes.

　　 Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, the young man in black robes with a huge black ruler on his back, with a mention of his footsteps, finished the last steps.

　　 The young man's eyes swept across the huge square without joy or sorrow, and finally stayed on the beautiful woman who also projected a pair of bright eyes on the stone platform.

　　 How did Nalan Yanran cover her face? Is your face especially red? Could it be that Brother Wang, already, put Nalan Yanran, this small. Ni, son, brother Wang is really amazing.

　　 Xiao Yan admires!

　　 It's a pity that Xiao Yan didn't know. In fact, they were nearly ten of the most beautiful women in the whole vindictive continent. With Brother Wang,,,,, share, extremely. , To heaven.

　　 If Xiao Yan knew, hey, forget it, he might have doubts about life.

And the old medicine veteran in his acceptance of the ring also said, "People are young and don’t rely on others, so you are already Dou Zun, and in the end, you just entered the Da Dou Master. Hey, if my apprentice is Wang Kun, how good would he be? 23 years old? , It’s Dou Zun! Better than being a teacher. Cooking is delicious, but he doesn’t know how to make alchemy. The old man is very worried! And he also has a very powerful strange fire, hey. If I let him become my disciple, he should How good is it?"

　　 "Teacher, you,,,,,,, forget it, first settle the three-year agreement."

　　 "Nalan Yanran's cultivation base is the peak of Great Fighter Nine Stars, be careful."

　　 "It's a small point, did Xiao Yan fight less frequently when I crossed the ranks? If Nalan Yanran is too weak, I still feel boring!"

　　 "Just don't lose. Also, Nalan Yanran can break through Dou Ling's strength at any time now. Be careful of this."

　　 "Well. I won't live up to the teacher's hard work."

　　 Xiao Yan raised his footsteps lightly, then put it down, and proceeded three steps like this ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Only the sound of low footsteps floated in the quiet square.

　　 Three steps down, the young man raised his head, stared at the woman, and spoke lightly.

　　 "Xiao Family, Xiao Yan!"

　　 The plain and simple words drifted slowly on the huge square, making the aura that permeated the square a little turbulent and chaotic.

In the venue, countless Yunlanzong disciples are all black-robed youths looking at the stone steps with their own different emotions. They are not unfamiliar with this young man named Xiao Yan, his relationship with Nalan Yanran .

　　 has made him the daily talk material of many Yunlanzong disciples. Of course, when the name is mentioned, most people will have a little disdain and sarcasm.

The children of a small family want to marry Nalan Yanran, who is noble as a princess in the Yunlan Sect. This is undoubtedly overwhelming in their eyes, especially when the three-year agreement is circulated in the clan. After opening.

　　 This kind of sarcasm is even more full-bodied. Of course, the sarcasm here is naturally due to some kind of jealousy.

　　 Of course, now everyone knows that Nalan Yanran has been married by a man who can be called a masterpiece. At the young age of 25, she is already Dou Zun! ! ! ! ! !

　　 This is Dou Zun! Not Douzong! The Overweight Empire doesn't even have a Dou Zong, let alone Dou Zun! Therefore, every day, everyone feels that Nalan Yanran must be married. So I didn't dare to say a nasty thing to Wang Kun, because I was afraid that Wang Kun would hear it if he was not careful.

　　 Then it's over!

　　 Nalan Yanran, as the unattainable young master of the Yunlan Sect, countless Yunlan disciples regarded him as the goddess in their hearts, and when they meet on weekdays, they always face the delicate cheeks that remain indifferent.