Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1245 Shou Ban (1)

As everyone gathered on Ye Qingyi, a thick laugh began.

I saw a tall, handsome old man who was slowly coming. The old man’s white hair, white hair was slightly longer, and the wrinkles between the eyebrows were all over the years, but his eyes were more than positive. Men who are worthy of their age are even more devout.

"The Shadow Lord, I haven't seen it for a long time." The old man smiled and walked toward Ye Qingzhen. The old man was the elders of Luo's family, Luo Qufeng.

Luo Qufeng once participated in the battle with the second domain powerhouse, and the shadow Lord who came from the crowd at that time was naturally aware.

Ye Qingyu looked at the oncoming face. In the past, she had sent the people to pursue her long-lost Luoqu style. There was no abnormality on the surface. The smiley mouth was slightly raised, and then the wind was light and empty:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Luo Qufeng."

Luo Qufeng laughed and said: "After thousands of years of the battle, I have never seen the Lord again. It is a happy event to be seen again today."

Ye Qingyi smiled faintly, but he did not respond to the slightest words.

At the time when the Temple of Shadows was at its peak, the powers of the Luo family, even though they were famous on the Central Continent, could not be compared with the Shadow Temple.

"Come, please shadow the Lord's seat." After that, Luo Qufeng made a gesture of please for Ye Qingxuan.

The banquet has not yet officially started, and no guest is seated except for the giants who are too tall.

Ye Qingyu sat down naturally, and there was no abnormality on the surface. It was just a smile that looked like nothing, and his eyes were indifferent.

The undead who followed Ye Qingyi also sat around Ye Qingyi.

Luo Qufeng was a few words with Ye Qing, and Ye Qingqi responded with a few words, sometimes laughing and not talking, but it was full of gas, and this kind of species also fell into the eyes of the undead in the Shadow Temple.

Fang Cai, the birthday banquet will begin, only because of the shadow of the Lord's drive, many people have been shocked, and now Ye Qingyi and those undead have taken the lead, Luo Qufeng also smiled and let the rest of the guests seated.

"Hey, how is it hot?" After Michu and Lan Yu were seated, they only felt that the temperature was slightly higher. They turned their heads and glanced at it, but they saw a red figure sitting not far away.

It is an aging man.

The Yan people are the races of the fire family. They have no flesh and blood, no bones, and they are all composed of flaming stones. They are burning with a cluster of flames for many years. Their own attacks on any flame are all Has a very high defense.

The racial traits of the Yan people themselves, as long as they appear, will raise the temperature around them, and the fire will not go out until the moment they die.

"Can you stay away from me?" A cold voice suddenly rang in the ear of the inflammatory man.

I saw that in the side of the Yan people, I was doing an ice-carved, crystal-clear young ice-age youth. On the delicate face that was condensed by frost, at this moment, it was constantly dripping a drop of elite water. Beads, let the ice youths look like they are fished out of the water.

The Yan people looked puzzled at the ice youth: "Why?"

The young people of the ice family were impatient and licked the ice-like lips. "You are too hot."

"But...cool near you..." The Yan man looked innocent and said that he had quietly moved the chair.

"..." The face of the ice youth is black.

(End of this chapter)