Wu Po Jiuxiao

Leaving the forest and going home, standing on the edge of the forest, looking at the forest so close, Ye Fantian felt a sense of reluctance in his heart, and then he shook his head again:

"Hehe... I will come again soon."

After speaking, he quickly started to run on the dragon-snake step, and the moment he left, three figures appeared there, the clear ice python and the white tiger mother and child, and looking at Ye Fantian's leaving back, Xiaohua couldn't help whimpering, but was thrown onto her body by the methamphetamine python again, and the three guys slowly entered the depths of the forest again. . . . .

The so-called hometown feeling is even more timid. Although it was only two months away, after returning to Tianyu City again, Ye Fantian still had a strange feeling, which felt like returning home!

"I don't know how my father and sister are doing now? Hehe, those annoying flatterers don't know if they will be depressed because they haven't seen me."

Today is a city meeting once every fifteen days. The so-called city meeting can be regarded as a good festival in Tianyu City. It will be held every fifteen days. During this day, there will be a large number of tourists. As a result, there are many small vendors who are eloquent and continue to recommend their own items.

Touching his nose, Ye Fantian wrapped the bronze spear with a long cloth. After all, it seemed too abrupt for such a long bronze spear to appear in the city.

Looking at the scene of people coming and going, Ye Fantian felt as if he was on the earth, and the bustling smell made him touch his sore nose.

Although Ye Fantian didn't show his aura, his handsome face still attracted the attention of many people. These people were basically very luxuriously dressed girls and ladies.

Although Ye Fantian's age is about to reach 16 years old now, his height has reached 1.7 meters, which is not considered short in terms of the standard of an adult's normal height of 1.7 meters [-], especially those pair of deep belts. The mature eyes brought him a strange aura.

In addition, Ye Fantian's soul is more than 20 years old. This natural maturity has a dual sense of immaturity, which makes him have a completely different charm, although Ye Fantian was not a so-called beginner in his previous life. Brother, but he has never been attacked by such hot eyes, and for a moment he couldn't help speeding up his pace in a bit of embarrassment.

"Hee hee... That young man is so handsome."

"Did you fall in love with him... But you don't look very old, don't you think old cows can eat young grass?"

"What's the matter? Can't you? I don't know whose young man is so attractive."

. . . . . . .

As words like these kept drifting into Ye Fantian's ears, his speed began to become faster immediately, and bursts of silver bell-like laughter came from behind him.

Although he was still slightly happy with his own charm, such hot words made him quite overwhelmed.