Chapter 230 This Diaoer is mine

Although Sun Yanwan didn't recognize the way after entering Dalang territory, and he had never been to the border between Dalang and Nanxia, ​​he always felt safer in his mentality.

Especially Taiyi Qingling Fan, which is wonderful to achieve creation, is unique in the world...

Well, it is not considered the Miao family's success.

Sun Yan looked southeastern and said, "In more than ten days, I will definitely arrive at Songyang Mountain and see my master, master and the others."

Although Yang Diaoer knew that she would pass this level sooner or later, she didn't know why, but she was not nervous at all. Instead, she was a little excited. The Heavenly Demonic Art Mind Technique actually started to operate spontaneously under the stimulation of this sentence.

Sun Yanwan was about to urge the horse to continue on his way, but suddenly he saw a snow-white marten rat running past the branch next to him. He also looked back at him, his red eyes filled with innocence and curiosity.

Sun Yanwan seemed to have seen a ghost, and he asked, "Diao'er, didn't you bring weapons?"

Yang Diaoer laughed and said, "I didn't see you at that time, and you still had weapons with you."

Sun Yanwan took out the ice silkworm fan and was about to hand it over, Fannaga Erchang laughed, like a big bird, and landed in front of them, wearing a samurai outfit on the prairie, with a long sword hanging on the waist. It was not the usual dress of Dalang Master Brother, and shouted: "Sun Yanwan, we have met again."

He glanced at the ice silkworm treasure fan in Sun Yanwan's hand, and suddenly became stunned and shouted: "This is not my treasure fan."

Sun Yanwan hurriedly replied, "I said, I have never taken your fan."

How could Fanna Jia Er not recognize? This ice silkworm treasure fan is the one of his master Baoyin Fan?

Although he was shocked, how could he believe Sun Yanwan’s nonsense? He shouted wildly: “Miss Diaoer, this is the grudge between me and Sun Yanwan, you don’t have to interfere.”

Yang Diaoer reluctantly smiled and took the ice silkworm treasure fan from Sun Yanwan's hand. He shouted lightly, and the treasure fan rolled away, took the lead, and fanned the shadows all over the sky, wrapping Fan Najia Er in.

Fanna Jiaer hurriedly shouted: "Miss Diaoer, I am Fanna Jiaer of Daxue Mountain, the one who came to save you."

Yang Diaoer didn't answer at all. A folding fan was in her hand, changing with her moves, and she was at a disadvantage for a moment.

Sun Yanwan was in his hands with both swords, but was shocked and shouted: "Diao'er! When did you become innate?"

Sun Yanwan had fought with Yang Diaoer once, and knew that Yang Diaoer's martial arts skills were far ahead of him, but now his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he thought he must have surpassed Yang Diaoer. How could he expect that this little saint of the Demon Sect would be amazing when he took action, and his martial arts skills were still above him?

Yang Diaoer smiled and replied, "Is there no other martial arts allowed to enter the country?"

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "I don't have to enter the country so quickly..."

He felt a thump in his heart, and suddenly he remembered something, but he quickly suppressed his impulse and did not scream, so as not to be heard by Fan Na Jiaer and cause unnecessary trouble.

Sun Yanwan jumped up and joined the battle. Fanna Jiaer suddenly complained.

He fought with Sun Yanwan more than once and knew Sun Yanwan's background.

Although he was forced to escape the last time, he asked himself that it was not that he was not as good as martial arts, but that he was caught off guard by Sun Yanwan. He was forced to fight for internal strength first, and then both were injured and each was hit, and then he competed for palm strength. It was not the normal rhythm of the martial arts competition.

This time he had full confidence to defeat Sun Yanwan.

For this reason, he specially brought a treasure knife, thinking that he would not suffer any losses in the weapons.

Well, when he saw the two of them, he thought that he had to remind Yang Diaoer not to interfere in the duel between the two men. Unexpectedly, Yang Diaoer was the first to attack, and he was still the one who beat him?

After Sun Yanwan joined the battle, he immediately became embarrassed and became embarrassed.

Sun Yanwan is fine. Although he is both the first grade inside and outside, Fan Na Jia Er is also innate innate, and his skill is so brilliant. He is also a person who has been selected to fight for the tripod. The last two fights were too careless, and he can still be crushed by his skills by his skill. However, Yang Diaoer was promoted to the innate, and his magic skills were strange and exquisite. The true energy of the demon was vast and surging, and he was not weak at all.

Adding to Sun Yanwan, Fanna Jiaer was full of thought: "I've been trapped!"

Fannajia Er is indeed a great disciple of the Great Snow Mountain. With the joint efforts of Sun Yanwan and Yang Diaoer, a precious knife hovered, exerting the magical skills of the ice silkworm to the fullest. The precious knife is as cold as frost and snow, and its tricks are also practiced thousands of times.

Sun Yanwan's skill was just transformed into Xuanbing Baojian today, and it was also a cold and fierce internal force. Especially with the blessing of external true energy, the magical skills of Xuanbing Baojian became even colder. Each move was a hard bridge and hard horse, blocking all the positive moves for Yang Diaoer.

Yang Diaoer had long heard of the Great Snow Mountain Ice Silkworm Treasure Fan, but she always thought that this treasure fan could only increase the internal strength of the ice. Today, she found that this treasure fan was infinitely mysterious. The true energy of the demon was infused with it, and it actually breeds a magic power field that could be diverted and shifted and shifted.

When Fan Na Jia Er's sword was slashed out, he always deflected inexplicably. He had to inject all his true energy into each sword, so that he could barely resist it.

The three of them fought and passed fifty or sixty moves in an instant.

Fan Najia Er was careless and was hit by Yang Diaoer. He shouted wildly, and he was punched by Sun Yanwan again, and broke out of the battle circle, used his light skills, and escaped with all his strength.

Sun Yanwan secretly praised, this guy is so life-than-all. He fought with him three times, and he "escaped" this person three times.

Well, although the first two times, Fanna Jia Er had higher martial arts skills.

Fanna Jiaer escaped and didn't have time to take away the treasure hunting marten rat. Sun Yanwan tried his best to catch the snow-white marten rat, but found that the little thing was not afraid of being alive, and twisted it in his hand, which made him feel quite comfortable.

Sun Yanwan smiled and handed the mink to Yang Diaoer, saying, "Isn't this little thing raised by our family?"

Yang Diaoer took it with a smile. The treasure hunting marten mouse seemed even more happy. In Yang Diaoer's hand, it curled up into a ball and actually fell asleep.

You know, in order to find Sun Yanwan's whereabouts, the treasure hunting marten rat ran all night long. This little thing had long been exhausted. Now he could rest for a while and no longer had to be forced by others. It was so happy.

Yang Diaoer held the marten rat in one hand and handed the ice silkworm fan back. Sun Yanwan took it over. Suddenly, she felt that the fan was too white and not very elegant. She took the pen and ink in the package. There was no inkstone at this time, so she simply broke a piece of ink ingot and stuffed it into the water bag. She shook it hard for a while, and the internal strength was everywhere, which immediately shattered the ink ingot.

He wrote like a dragon and a snake, writing a poem about Xin Qiji's Qingyu Case on the front, Yuanxi, and only changed the moth to a sable.

After turning over the fan, he looked at Yang Diaoer again and drew a small two-dimensional statue.

As a child born in the book, he was forced by his parents to write and draw since he was a child. These basic qualities are nothing. Especially when he was in junior high school, he was very obsessed with comics. He thought that he would be a cartoonist in the future and practiced hard for several years. This 2D small statue has mature techniques. With just a few strokes, he is wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, looking at him and smiling, and his little silly appears on the paper, lifelike.

Sun Yanwan handed over the ice silkworm treasure fan again and said with a smile: "If you don't have weapons, you can use this item to defend yourself."

Yang Diaoer took it, glanced at it, couldn't help but smile and said, "I won't make half a piece of poetry clam this time?"

Sun Yanwan said embarrassedly: "It is better to write an article to be full of all."
Chapter completed!