At the Royal Dubai Airport at noon, the heat is unbearable, the air is stuffy, all the members of the UAE royal family braved the scorching sun, standing in two columns in front of a Boeing passenger plane, white robes, gold robes, and black robes decorated the empty airport runway.

A super Lamborghini sports car, the world's only version of the handmade by local tycoons, drove into people's field of vision at a turtle speed of 20 miles, and all the royal family members craned their necks to watch.

"Here they are, here they are!" exclaimed Prince Haman excitedly.

"That's it. Sheikh Zayed wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly put on a smile, and led a group of relatives and friends to meet him.

Before they could get to them, Ye Fan and Shen Jiayao jumped out of the car, and far away, this super heavyweight guest looked dissatisfied, as if the royal family owed him hundreds of millions of dollars.

"I said Lao Zha, your driver is also slamming the door, you can't save fuel like this, I walk upside down faster than he drives, twenty miles! Grandma's, the bus doesn't drive like this, if you are short of money, just say it, I will give you a loan of 10 billion yuan when you go back, and spend it casually. Ye Fan began to shout at the top of his voice.

Sheikh Zayed smiled wryly, this luxury car in a luxury car, no one has ever really driven it, it has only been exhibited three times, because it is made of pure gold, every kilometer traveled, two hundred grams of pure gold will be worn out, and the driver drove at a speed of twenty miles, it is really because he is afraid of excessive loss, where is he worried about gas money.

Besides, there's never a shortage of oil in Dubai!

"Alright, let's get on the plane! Shen Jiayao pouted, grabbed Ye Fan's arm, and forced him onto the boarding staircase.

Whew-

Sheikh Zayed looked at Ye Fan's figure and was really relieved, Allah, you can be regarded as sending this great god away! How much gold he has wasted in Dubai these days!

"Lao Zha, remember to get more money, and I'll be a guest again in time......" When the cabin door closed, a goodbye sound almost made Sheikh Zayed's eyes darken, and he fainted in the scorching sun......

A huge Boeing 777 passenger plane, which could have carried hundreds of passengers, was converted into a private sky villa by the UAE royal family, and the luxury and taste of it are not inferior to the super rooms of the Atlantis Hotel.

"Even the toilet is golden, tsk, what am I talking about, don't slaughter them hard, I don't know how big Uncle Ye's appetite is. Coming out of the bathroom with his pants, Ye Fan whistled triumphantly.

"Yes, they don't owe you. Shen Jiayao was half-lying on the crocodile sofa and was applying a miserable white mask to her face.

"Who said that the whole world owes me!" Ye Fan nodded to the sky and sat down on the executive chair, "Japanese, Russians, which one doesn't owe me love? Hand of God, Hongmen, U.S. Congress...... Hmph, pinch them to death one by one!"

"Okay, Mr. Ye, look at you, people go take a shower and sleep first, and then call me when they get to Los Angeles." Shen Jiayao put the mask on her face, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Ye Fan looked at her, stunned, and wondered: "No, you have to sleep as soon as you get on the plane, and there are more than twenty hours, you plan to sleep all the time?"

"Heh, Teacher Ye, haven't you heard that a woman's beauty depends on sleep?" Shen Jiayao chuckled and twisted her waist and walked away.

"This makes some sense, the harmony of yin and yang, the foundation of all things, without the nourishment of men, is like a flower lacking rain and dew, the leaves are withered and yellow, and sooner or later they will wither. Ye Fan muttered, and her voice came into Shen Jiayao's ears, which really made her feel extremely ashamed, this guy has something in his head.

In addition to the two of them, there are only a few crew members on the huge royal plane, because of Monica's special status, she needs to carefully calculate the time of flight take-off and landing, and must ensure that it is a night without sunshine, so Dong Nija and Tu Su stayed behind to take the next international flight to the United States with her.

Turning on the TV, Ye Fan was bored watching the news on Arab TV, and his thoughts spread silently.

There are many things to deal with during his trip to the United States, and what will happen in the world's only super country, he can't be unpredictable, but the necessary caution is indispensable. The crisis encountered in Dubai made Ye Fan doubly vigilant, and there are still many unknown secrets, dangers and conspiracies hidden on this planet. At this time, he is not invincible in the world, not to mention the hundreds of millions of masters from all walks of life in the small world of the universe galaxy, such as the sand of the Ganges, even a hand of God can inflict heavy damage on him, before he has absolute strength, he can boast, but he must not take it lightly.

For a long journey, if it is used for lazy sleep, it is really a waste of youth, Ye Fan wants to try if he can cultivate on the plane.

Hmmm-

With a movement in his mind, sixteen golden flying swords spread out like wings of light, encircling him.

The 10,000-meter-high aura is even thinner, but it's better than nothing, and it doesn't take much effort to control the flying sword.

"Tiangang Sword Array!" "Maoshan Sect's thousand-year-old sword formation, the first time he tried to use Tiangang's righteous qi to urge, sixteen flying swords formed a large net of body protection, intertwined and rotated layer by layer, Jin Rui's qi was about to burst out, and the edge plummeted three feet!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" pinched the sword technique in his hand, and his thoughts turned again, this defensive sword formation instantly turned into an offensive sword formation, and one after another sword light flew overhead, faintly condensing into a seven-foot-long golden giant sword!

There was no target to attack, Ye Fan was purely refining his mind, reviewing the old and learning the new, practicing the complicated memories of cultivating immortals in his mind, and sorting them out in case of emergency.

Sixteen flying swords played with his hand to his heart's content, and the dazzling array of various sword formations kept changing, and he was so immersed in cultivation that he completely forgot the time.

In the bedroom, Shen Jiayao stretched her waist, lying lazily at the head of the Arab bed, her black hair was softly scattered, and her delicate and perfect face showed a little grievance.

"Stupid, stupid, I thought people would sleep for twenty hours! Hmph, pigs have only been sleeping for so long. Pouting her pink lips, Shen Jiayao clenched her pink fist and punched the mattress with hatred.

With this punch, a small piece of the Persian blanket wrapped around her slid off, and her snow-white skin was suddenly exposed to the air, and the round curve on her chest also revealed the corner of the small lotus......

It's a pity that she waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for the man to take the initiative to come to her, and she was embarrassed to go out like this, waiting left and right, tangled, angry, looking forward to it, and unconsciously, Shen Jiayao fell asleep in a daze at the head of the bed.

When I woke up, it was dusk the next day.

During long-distance travel, most of the body's biological clock will be disturbed, and sleeping is the best way to adjust. It's no wonder that Shen Jiayao can sleep for so long, she is really tired these days, worried about Ye Fan, who takes care of the "vegetative person", and her heart is tired and her body is tired.

"Bastard, I'm so angry!" Thinking that the dead man was so incomprehensible that he didn't even enter the bedroom, Shen Jiayao threw out the pillow angrily, jumped off the bed with bare feet, and went to Ye Fanxing to ask for the guilt.

In the living room, Ye Fan was stilting his feet, drinking black tea comfortably on the sofa, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned back with a smile.

"Got up, little lazy pig?"

"Phew, you're a pig, a stupid pig!" Miss Shen crossed her waist angrily, her face full of murder, and the blanket wrapped around her body was loose and almost slid down.

"Uh...... Huh, it looks like we're going to Los Angeles, look!" Ye Fan pointed out the window, and on the horizon in the distance, high-rise buildings were like matchboxes and building blocks, neatly placed.

It was a microcosm of the city, the American landscape of Southern California.

"Really, wow, Hollywood, I'm here!" Like most young girls, Shen Jiayao at this moment was full of excitement and excitement, and the unhappiness just now was quickly left behind.

Ye Fan got up with the coffee, stood beside her, looked out the window, and felt quiet in his heart. Here, too, there is a part of that woman's territory, right?

"By the way, where are we going first?" Shen Jiayao said wistfully: "Sunset Avenue, or Avenue of Stars?"

"Take the light strip. Ye Fan turned his head and smiled and stared at the scenery leaking from Shen Jiayao somewhere.

"Ahh