[Shading the Sky] When everyone switches bodies

The [-]th birthday of the Holy Master of the Wind Clan is approaching, and many people come to celebrate his birthday.All the major holy places have sent people over, and the young generation of Donghuang is almost here.

The top figures of the Holy Child class sit very close, such as the Holy Son of Yaoguang, the Holy Maiden of Daoyi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, the Prince of Daxia, the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, Yaoyuekong...

In addition, there are Dayan Holy Son, Yaoguang Holy Maiden, Wanchu Holy Son, Wanchu Holy Maiden, and some Dajiao disciples sitting around.In general, the younger generation is on an island.

Looking from a distance, the weather of the Wind Clan is shocking.

Eight hundred floating islands are shining like pearls.Every island is different, there are green hills and cliffs, Qionglou Yuyu, fairy caves, Lingquan shoals, and paradise...

On this beautiful sacred land, white mist surges, fairy flowers bloom, waterfalls flow down, spirit beasts haunt the holy medicine, and auspicious birds dance around the mountain.

"Ji's house is here!" A person announced.In front of the Wind Clan island, there were many famous Wind Clan figures standing here, all of them with smiles on their faces, welcoming each and every one of the Holy Masters.

The one who came from the Ji family was a Supreme Elder with the combat power of a holy master, and came across the void with a pair of pearls from his family.

Ye Fan and the ruthless man were one step behind, accompanying the elder of the Ji family.The two went to the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Territory, and wandered around the ancient forbidden area for a long time, but found no trace of the big black dog. It happened to coincide with the birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, and the Ji family ordered them to be summoned back to attend the birthday together. feast.

The big black dog likes to be lively, and has the best temper. He always fears that the world will not be chaotic. He is not like a dog who can live in boredom. Maybe he will come to the birthday banquet.Therefore, neither of them refused, and came to WindClan with a glimmer of hope.

"Cousin Haoyue, cousin Ziyue." A voice came from afar.Hua Yunfei flew in the sky, followed by Yaoguang, still dressed in water blue clothes, with a calm and sincere smile on his face, and his temperament was just like the name, like flowing clouds, elegant and agile, giving people a very good first impression .

Originally, when Ye Fan and Ruthless went to the ancient forbidden area, Hua Yunfei and Yaoguang also went together, but when they were outside the ancient forbidden area, there seemed to be movement in the depths of the forbidden area, the magic fog billowed into the sky, the iron chains rattled, and Hua Yunfei Feeling unwell suddenly, he bid farewell and left in a hurry with Fluctlight, only to reunite today.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and stopped talking.In fact, at his level, very few things in the outside world can arouse his interest.Although he felt sorry for Hua Yunfei, he didn't pay much attention to it. As long as Hua Yunfei didn't mess with him, he wouldn't bother with it, treating it as a roadside flower.

Hua Yunfei didn't come here alone, but was brought to see the world with Taixuan, a peak master.Such as this kind of banquet, congratulations are one of them, and showing off is also one of them. All the great powers of the holy masters will bring their own talents to fill the scene, and show that their own families will come out in large numbers, and they can continue to prosper for a long time.

"Zi Mansion is here!" Another report came.Famous figures from the Feng Clan smiled, some sent the Ji family and Taixuan people to their seats, and some went to greet the distinguished guests of the Zi Mansion.

The purple air comes from the east, covering three thousand miles, it is indescribably precious, holy and inviolable, ethereal and magnificent.

A floating fairy tower appeared, riding purple energy, hazy, and dyed the whole world with a layer of immortality.

They didn't drive a chariot, let alone a divine ship, they directly traveled by a purple fairy tower, and came through the sky, transcending and refined, like immortals from the nine heavens falling into the mortal world.

Zixia stood on the edge of Xianque, juxtaposed with an old man.When approaching the Wind Clan island, Xian Que stopped, and a group of people leaped forward, all dressed in purple, with elegant and agile postures, and many women were wrapped in purple mist, like fairies in the dust.

Ye Fan stepped forward, with a faint smile on his face, and asked: "Is there any news?" He looked at Zixia, obviously, these words were addressed to her.

On the day of farewell in Shencheng, he and the ruthless people went to the ancient forbidden land in the southern region, while Wushi followed Jiang Taixu, Duan De stayed behind in Shencheng, and divided into three groups to track down the whereabouts of the big black dog. any clues.

Zixia looked puzzled, and asked back: "What news?" She didn't know when, when she had such a good relationship with Ji's little moon, and the other party asked her such a strange question, she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Ye Fan was puzzled, and said again: "The Black Emperor...wrong, it's Ye Fan, do you have any news about him?"

Zixia glanced at him, and answered frankly: "No. He disappeared after I said goodbye to Shencheng, and I don't know where he went." She suddenly felt strange, and there seemed to be something wrong.

"Go in," said the old man of the Zi Mansion calmly, leaping in first, shrinking the ground into an inch, turning into a stream of light and sinking into the Wind Clan God Island.The younger generation is on another island, led by two WindClan maids.

The Saint Son of the Purple Mansion, the Saint Maiden of the Purple Mansion, a pair of moons from the Ji family, and Taixuanhua Yunfei, the five of them flew side by side, causing many people on the island to get up, and many people invited them, even the top figures of the younger generation Also inviting, asking them to come and take a seat there.

A young man came over, with holy light overflowing from his whole body, his hair was crystal clear, and there were [-] divine rings behind him, just like the sun god, he was the son of Yaoguang.He frightened his contemporaries in the Eastern Wasteland like the sky.

"Ziyue, you're here too!" He was very happy, his smile was bright, and there seemed to be stars shining in his eyes.Today, Jiang Yifei didn't come, he was the only one here, so it was a good time.

Behind him, the flutter maiden's expression changed slightly, she gritted her teeth secretly, picked up a cup of tea and sipped it slowly to hide her embarrassment.In the Holy Land, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden are a pair. Although the relationship between the two is not close in private, but now that the younger generation is present, the Holy Son of Yaoguang does not give himself face, and instead pesters the Pearl of the Ji family.

Seeing this scene, the suffocation in the Zifu Shengzi's heart eased a little. The Yaoguang Shengzi entangled Ji Ziyue, just like his saintess entwined with Jiang Taixu God King. , he felt much better.

"Ziyue, come and sit with me." Shengzi Yaoguang invited with a smile, ignoring others.

Ye Fan sighed in his heart and nodded casually.He had already guessed the true identity of the son of Yaoguang, and he was not surprised by the other party's behavior, but this appearance put a lot of pressure on him, and he always felt it was strange.

I would like to ask, the former enemy of life and death, the person who was deeply jealous in the past, suddenly confessed his love to him, how can ordinary people have such a big heart to accept it with a smile?

"Brother Zilin, Zixia Saintess, sit here." Dayan Shengzi Xiang Yifei smiled and invited the Zifu Saintess and Saintess.He looked at Hua Yunfei in Taixuan again, thought for a while, and asked, "This one must be Brother Hua, Yunfei, right? I've heard that Brother Hua is one of the strongest people in the Southern Region."

"Okay." The Zifu Shengzi replied first, just took a step, seemed to think of something, turned back and smiled and said: "Zixia, let's go." He confidently thought that everyone is here now, and it is the Shengzi of Dayan Holy Land Inviting, even if Zixia doesn't care about his face, she will also consider Xiang Yifei's face, and it is impossible to refuse him.

But she didn't want to, Zixia ignored him, glanced at everyone, and went to the table of Ji's brothers and sisters.

The face of the Zifu Shengzi changed, but seeing the eyes of everyone, he felt ashamed for a moment, as if everyone was laughing at him.Since he was young, he was inferior to the saint, and he was criticized by others, and with Zixia's gossip behind him, he was holding back a burst of anger, and at this moment he vented irrationally: "Zixia, come here!"

His tone was very heavy, as if he was feeling relieved, and said harshly: "Don't forget, who are you, pay attention to your words and deeds, don't do what you shouldn't do, you are shameless, I still want to !” After saying this, he relaxed all over. He was suppressed by the saint since he was a child, and he has been aggrieved for many years, and today he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Everyone was whispering and discussing.The words of the Zifu Shengzi sparked heated discussions among the crowd.You know, Zixia was suppressed by the Eucharist for a period of time, during which time it was reported that the innate Eucharist Taoist fetus would be born, and then she got closer to the Eucharist, which is really suspicious.

Ye Fan sat down and touched his chin.He remembered that the Son of the Purple Mansion was originally killed by him, but now it seems that the Son of the Zi Mansion in this life will probably be slapped to death by the palm of the Wushi Great Emperor.

Zixia turned around, made a strange movement, lifted her purple skirt, and suddenly raised her leg and kicked it under the surprised eyes of everyone.

In a trance, there seemed to be a bell wave, and in the endless rosy clouds, a foot stepped over, shaking a huge storm, and with a bang, overturned the surrounding tables, chairs and benches, spilling soup, vegetables, wine and fruits on the ground , most people take a few steps back.

This kick was too fierce and too fast.The Son of the Purple Mansion had no time to defend, so he was sent flying.

Zixia sat down.This table, because of the support of Ye Fan and others, was not destroyed in the storm just now.

Someone went to investigate and found that the Zifu Shengzi was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and there was a big hole in his chest.

The maids of the Feng Clan were stunned. It was really surprising that this scene happened at the birthday banquet of the Lord of the Feng Clan. The saint of the Zifu killed the son of the Zifu.Soon, someone set off to the big man's island, ready to report the matter.

But he made an extra trip.When Zixia made a move, there was a strong wave of divine power, and all the holy masters felt it. They had already probed with their divine senses, but they were too late. Only with the magic medicine to bring the dead back to life, could they save the Son of Zifu.

The old man in Zifu's face was ashen, and he crushed the teacup in his hand with a snap.The Zifu Shengzi is a member of his lineage, and he loves this junior very much on weekdays. Today, this kind of thing happened by his side.

"Zixia, why did you kill him?" He asked Zixia in a voice that could be heard for several miles.Although the death of the Holy Son did not have much impact on the Holy Land of the Zifu, it had an impact on his lineage, which meant that they would not be able to control the Zifu in the future.

The Holy Master of the Wind Clan is also frowning, today is his birthday banquet, but such an unlucky thing happened, it really hurt his face.

Zixia didn't answer, she drank fine wine at the table, very calm.Kill it, kill it, why do you need an explanation?

"I guessed wrong." In the environment where the needles could be heard, Ye Fan smiled slightly, and his voice was very clear: "I thought he would be slapped to death by your palm, but I didn't expect him to be kicked to death by your kick."

The elder of the Ji family frowned, and lightly reprimanded: "Ziyue, don't be rude."

The author has something to say:

There is no way to do it, but to cannon fodder the Zifu Shengzi, otherwise the two will be infamous together