Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4967: Old friends

Immediately she said, "Why are you in this place?"

The black hair and white clothes said again, "It's been too long, I don't want to sleep any longer, so I came here by being a company with my old friend."

Jiang Li sneered, "It's really leisurely and elegant!"

"How are you doing?" The black-haired white robe asked immediately.

"Not very good, get out of the way, my old lady is going to level this broken place!" Jiang Li regained his previous coldness and said in a deep voice.

Yan Fan also hurried over at this time, first deliberately coughed, and then whispered, "Madam will not get angry, let's go."

The black hair and white clothes laughed, looked at him and said, "Brother Yan, since we are here, come in and sit down. We have not had a chat together for many years."

Yan Fan hurriedly rebuffed, "That's not necessary. Let's go back to sleep, so we won't disturb your good things."

After he finished speaking, he prepared to take Jiang Li away.

At this moment, the fluttering and charming voice came from the fairy palace, "Leaving in such a hurry, you haven't done anything wrong, why don't you even dare to sit here?"

Jiang Li instantly glanced at Yan Fan who was about to flee.

Yan Fan was shocked all over, then slowly turned around, righteously said, "I haven't done anything wrong, but today I happen to be tired, so I won't come to bother."

Jiang Li didn't bother to listen to his nonsense anymore, and walked directly into the fairy palace with his stride.

Yan turned back like ashes, shouted at Jian Wushuang, "Truly, come and save me."

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Jian Wushuang helplessly, after shook his head slightly, he walked into the fairy palace together.

The fairy palace is vast, the clouds are vast, and a faint scent is blowing, giving people an indescribable sense of comfort.

And under the fragrance of this fragrance, the force of the meridian is recovering at a very slow speed.

Walking at the back, Jian Wushuang roughly took everything in this fairy palace into his eyes.

The fairy palace is simple and elegant, and everything that Wen Yu builds is seldom decorated but not empty.

Small stars and round moons the size of a palm are dotted in every space, making the entire fairy palace look like a flowing galaxy, extremely magnificent.

Under the black hair and white clothes, Jiang Li walked forward angrily.

At this moment, a whisper came into Jian Wushuang's ear from behind.

"It's weird that there is actually a little Yanxian who is also here, should we blast him out?"

"Hang, why don't you see them, is the relationship with us Xianjun very unusual?"

"Shut up to me, don't you think the things just now are not embarrassing enough? Don't blame me if anyone is talking!"

The gray-headed guys who were slashed by Jiang Li's sword, after being reprimanded by the old-fashioned white clothes, stayed aside honestly, not daring to say anything.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and didn't take their words to heart at all. In this sea of ​​boundlessness, his own strength can prove something more than what he said.

As they entered, in the depths of this fairy palace, clouds began to float.

Along with this ethereal cloud and mist, there is an extremely gorgeous woman.

The difference from Jiang Li's domineering and heroic spirit is that this extremely gorgeous woman has gentle brows and indescribable gentleness and charming.

Even Jian Wushuang rarely sees such a gorgeous and gentle woman, just like a full moon, which means haziness.

She also hugged a long-haired bunny in her arms, which added a touch of softness and charm.

Seeing this scene, Yan Fan's expression was extremely unnatural, but she still forced a smile.

Then, all the white clothes in this fairy palace bowed their hands and said, "I have seen Guangyue Xianjun."

The gorgeous woman, known as the Guangyue Xianjun, smiled slightly, and reached out her hand to phantom thousands of clouds to hold them all up.

Then, her gaze slowly swept over, and finally her gaze fell on Jiang Li and Yan Fan.

"Farewell last time, long time no see."

Jiang Li didn't take her practice. He took a step forward and said coldly, "Why are we blocking our way? If you don't explain it today, don't blame me for flattening your broken palace."

Faced with her threat, Xianjun Guangyue couldn't help but chuckled, "Sister Jiang Li, you are still as irritable as before."

"Crack..."

Jiang Li's hand holding the hilt of the sword at his waist suddenly squeezed, as if it was possible to hold the hilt out of water at any time.

"Madam, calm down your anger..." Yan Fan said in a low voice, trembling slightly.

Xianjun Guangyue smiled again, "However, from my point of view, you are the only one who can hold Brother Yan's heart."

Hearing this, Jiang Li's complexion eased slightly, and his palm loosened the hilt.

At this time, Yan Fan hurriedly said, "Well, this is a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding is solved, we won't stay here too much."

"What's the rush, haven't seen me for so long, don't you want to sit down and reminisce about the old?" Jiang Li looked at him with a sneer, "Sit down for me!"

Then, even though Yan Fan resisted all over, Jiang Li still sat down in front of the case.

Jian Wushuang also took his seat, and Jiang Li forcibly placed him between the two.

The heroic middle-aged man with black hair and white clothes sat down next to Jiang Li.

When they were all seated, Guangyue Xianjun also sat down, his eyes filled with unconcealed joy.

"The last time we were farewell, we were still obscure monks. Now, goodbye. After a few years of separation, we have all become duplicity."

Xianjun Guangyue sighed with emotion. Although his face was extremely calm, his face was already quietly flushed.

She let go of the little rabbit in her arms, patted her palms, and the next two columns of fairies, holding delicate silver pots, walked up in the clouds, and then put them down one by one.

"This is the lunar dew that I survived after we separated, and now it's finally time for us to get together again."

Jian Wushuang stared at it, and the silver jug ​​poured out a cup of fermented fermented rice, and a strong fragrance was immediately released.

Even if he was a bad drinker, he couldn't help swallowing his throat.

There is no other reason, it is because this moon dew is too mellow.

After Yan Fan saw the moon dew in front of him, her saliva almost spouted out of control.

Then he ignored Jiang Li's frustrated gaze and directly took a long drink from the glass.

"Let's drink together, you know the moon dew of Guangyue brewed." The black-haired white said with a smile, and poured a glass for Jiang Li.

Jiang Li snorted coldly, instead of touching the wine glass, he just picked up the wine jug with his mouth to the spout, and the cow started drinking boldly.

The wine line scented in the air. Looking at such a bold Jiang Li, Jian Wushuang and the black hair and white clothes were a little bit dumbfounded, and immediately picked up the wine glass and took a drink.