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"If you become my wife, I'll give you the dragon egg!" Ye Fan frowned.
What the heck ~
This brat is courting death!
The little white-dragon quietly hid away to avoid the flames of war burning on its body.
Feng Yuyaoji frowned, looked at him coldly, and said: "Are you going to give it or not?"
Ye Fan thought for a while, then casually threw the dragon's egg to her and said: "According to our agreement, bring us to find the Ancestral Dragon God Sword!"
Yao Ji was naturally overjoyed, but she was also very puzzled. She knew the personality of this brat. How could he just obediently hand over the dragon egg?
Could it be fake?
However, after going through it a few times, it was indeed a real dragon egg.
"You're giving it to me so readily?"
Ye Fan laughed disdainfully, gave the little white-dragon and the big size man a meaningful glance, and immediately left.
The little white-dragon touched the dragon's egg and said: "In this world, the only person who can hatch it is Ye Fan."
"Otherwise, the thing inside would have broken out long ago. Do you think it would have survived until now?"
Puff ~
Feng Yuyaoji examined it carefully and his face turned black on the spot.
It was just as he had said, the aura of life inside was extremely weak. In particular, after a big battle, he was starting to feel a bit unsteady.
F * ck me!
Only Ye Fan's life force could save it!
[What the hell? Why is there a hole all over my body?]
Feng Yuyaoji immediately shook his wings and chased after him. He shoved the dragon egg into Ye Fan's arms.
"Help me hatch it!"
Ye Fan shrugged and said: "If you don't clarify, or give me a reason, why should I hatch it?"
"You're my wife?"
Pfft ~ Can you not mention this? Feng Yuyaoji's face turned slightly red, and said: "true spirit blood, who doesn't want it?"
Ye Fan shook his head, and quietly kept the dragon egg, not saying a word.
"What the hell is this monster?"
Can't we have a good chat?
Gritting her teeth, she truthfully said, "After swallowing this dragon blood, I can become even stronger! At that time, I can go to the Divine Celestial Sect of Desolation to get my revenge! "
"Revenge?"
Feng Yuyaoji's eyes flashed with killing intent, and said: "Why don't you think that with my skills, I will hide in a border city like the Red City?"
"The Divine Celestial Sect of Desolation is powerful, and its disciples are spread throughout hundreds of countries. With my current strength, I can't even get close to that Rage God Grandmaster. "
"But if I swallow the dragon blood, my cultivation will definitely soar. I might even use the Dragon Emperor to avenge me!"
As for the deep hatred, Ye Fan did not ask in detail, and she did not explain in detail either.
After muttering to himself for a moment, Ye Fan said: "You can bring the little white-dragon to the place where the Ancestral Dragon God Sword was born. Within three days, I'll let you obtain the dragon blood."
"What condition?"
Ye Fan: "Join the Yihua Palace, and be my wife!"
"F * ck off!"
Moments later, Feng Yuyaoji fled out of the Wilderness and Purgatory with his little white-dragon, heading deeper in.
Ye Fan and the big size man had escaped into a certain order badge, in her eyes, it was truly mystical.
To have his own space world at such a young age, this child's monstrous talent far exceeded her imagination!
Flourishing Palace Small World!
Ye Fan and the big guy appeared at the top of the floating island.
The big bloke was stupefied on the spot. All he could see were patches of herb fields and sea of flowers.
Further off in the distance were numerous pavilions and buildings, one after another without end.
There were countless female disciples here. All of them were top beauties!
"Where ? where is this?"
Ye Fan did not have time to bother with him.