Chapter 329: Handsome Men and Pretty Women

Chapter 329: Handsome Men and Pretty Women

As he went deeper into the mountain range, the fierce pressure became clearer and clearer, and a majestic ancient pavilion gradually appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes.

"Controlling the ......" shouted softly, the carriage stopped, and many Ling Xiao disciples all came outside, although there was still some distance from the ancient pavilion in front, but the surrounding fierce aura was too heavy, and the rhinoceros could no longer go deeper.

"That's the Ancient Sword Pavilion, it's really extraordinary!" Looking at the scene in the distance, everyone present was amazed.

The ancient pavilion as a whole is not very large, the area is not much different from Lingxiao Mountain, but what is amazing is that at this moment, around the ancient pavilion that rises from the ground, countless sharp swords are levitating, and they are slowly rotating around the ancient pavilion at this moment.

The fierce aura in the air came from a sharp sword.

"Don't get too close, the Sword Pavilion was born, but the Sword Gate has not yet opened, when the real full moon night comes, maybe there will be changes, and then we will enter!" Wang Xinruo admonished, she was afraid that some disciples who were not long-sighted would be attracted by the Sword Pavilion, so they rushed forward, and they could only be crushed by ten thousand swords.

"Yes, all listen to Miss Ruoxin's orders!" Many disciples who were originally dissatisfied with each other were very obedient at the moment, and they all expressed their attitudes.

"Ye Fan, what about you?" Only Ye Fan did not reply, Wang Xinruo couldn't help but be a little angry, Ye Fan had never given her much face, but she didn't expect it to be the case at this moment.

Ye Fan didn't answer her words, his eyes were staring in one direction, and he looked a little distracted.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan's gaze, and suddenly saw a group of women with delicate faces, with laughter or distress on their faces, and the warbler and the swallow were enough to attract the attention of all men.

At the front of this group of women, there is a man and a woman, both dressed in white, the man is handsome and chic, and the woman is also as beautiful as a fairy, and her appearance is not much different from Wang Xinruo.

"What a color embryo, you know how to look at women!" Seeing so many beauties, Zhao Xue'er suddenly said angrily.

When Wang Xinruo heard this, a strange look appeared on his face.

Ye Fan stayed with her in the small carriage for a whole day, but he didn't show such a different gaze, to say that she was not as good as that woman, Wang Xinruo definitely didn't believe it.

"It's the people of the Hundred Flowers Palace there, I didn't expect to come earlier than I waited, and I must be waiting for the full moon night to appear at this moment!" A male disciple of the Split Earth Hall showed a squinting gaze in his eyes, speaking of the Hundred Flowers Palace, as long as it was a man, he would yearn for it.

Only female disciples with good talent and beautiful faces are recruited there, and for men, it is tantamount to heaven. And the appearance of the Ancient Sword Pavilion this time is a major event for the entire dynasty, and any sect has the right to come here to explore, even if it is a loose cultivation, it can also be explored freely.

In terms of the number of people, there are nearly 100 disciples in the Hundred Flowers Palace this time, but there are only twenty official disciples in the Ling Xiao Palace, which is obviously deliberately done by the Ling Xiao Palace, so as to give other sects a chance to explore.

At this moment, the male disciples of Lingxiao Hall are all looking at the female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and the eyes of the female disciples of the Lingxiao Palace are almost all on the white-clothed man at the front of the Hundred Flowers Palace, this person has a superb temperament, his appearance is even more handsome and extraordinary, and his face is more delicate than that of a woman, giving people a strange feeling, which can really be described as a female killer.

"Sister Ruo, this person is so handsome, some people can't compare with him at all, who is he, how can he be in the Hundred Flowers Palace?" Zhao Xue'er looked at the man with the same flickering eyes, and deliberately glanced at Ye Fan as she spoke, but found that the latter was still staring at the direction of the Hundred Flowers Palace, as if she hadn't heard her deliberate taunt at all.

"That person should be the man with a pure yin body found in the Hundred Flowers Palace, this person is said to have joined the Hundred Flowers Palace very early, and he is also the only male disciple in the Hundred Flowers Palace so far!"

"Male disciple of the Hundred Flowers Palace, isn't this person going to die happily!"

"Yes, why don't I have this physique, if I have, I don't want the location of this Heaven Breaking Temple. ”

"Baihua Palace, a place that is enough to make any man drunk and dream, tsk, you look at the woman at the front, she is really good, young and energetic, she must be not many years old, and she is about to catch up with Miss Xinruo in terms of appearance!"

Listening to Wang Xinruo's explanation, the male disciples of Lingxiao Hall were completely excited, and they all sighed that the world was unfair, and they did not give themselves such a physique, and at the same time commented on some outstanding-looking women in the Hundred Flowers Palace.

"Sister Ruo, look at them, men really don't have a good thing, especially this Ye Fan, as soon as he got out of the carriage, I didn't blink his eyes!" As if feeling that she was being neglected, Zhao Xue'er's mood became extremely bad, and she once again blamed Ye Fan.

Wang Xinruo only had a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth when she heard this, men love beautiful women, this is a natural and unchangeable thing.

But in her heart, Ye Fan should not be a person who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, in Ye Fan's eyes, strength is greater than everything, and he shouldn't be very concerned about the love of children.

While many Ling Xiao disciples were still discussing, the people of the Hundred Flowers Palace also looked over here, and the beautiful men and women who were originally talking happily at the front end were shocked when they saw the costumes of Ye Fan and the others, and slowly moved their steps and walked towards this side.

"They're coming!" Seeing so many beauties coming together, many male escorts in Lingxiao Hall suddenly became excited, their status was low, and they were not qualified to look at beauties, but now the beauties came uninvited.

"Hmph, we are the disciples of the first sect of the dynasty, Lingxiao Palace, when they see us, they naturally want to come to visit, what's all the fuss!" Zhao Xue'er's angry voice came out again, and the worst mood present was none other than her, the eldest lady.

I thought that my appearance was already unparalleled in the world, and no one could compare with it except Wang Xinruo, but now when I saw the people in the Hundred Flowers Palace, I felt that this idea was still too naïve.

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, are you okay!" Brunei didn't have the heart to look at the beauty at the moment, but gently shook Ye Fan's arm, Ye Fan was stunned since he saw the people of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and he hadn't come back to his senses at the moment.

"Oh, I'm fine!" Ye Fan woke up in the shaking of Brunei, but there was a flash of gaze in his eyes that no one could understand, maybe even Ye Fan himself didn't know how to feel in his heart at this moment.

"You should be from Lingxiao Palace, Lin Huasheng of the Hundred Flowers Palace, Ye Linglong, come to see!"

This pair of handsome men and beautiful women are quite eye-catching, Wang Xinruo stands at the front, the deepest aura among all of them, and at the same time the aura is also the strongest, so their words are directly towards Wang Xinruo.

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