Chapter 1641

This spring came very late.

Even though it is nearly March, there is still no green around.

Even today, most of Jiangdong is still snowing.

At first, the snow fell to the ground and melted.

But the city is snowing more and more.

In the streets and lanes, the traffic flow has been much rarer.

Only some naughty children, playing in the snow.

That pure laughter, it is estimated that this vast field, the only bit of "vitality.".

However, they who live in their own small world, how can they know what kind of storm is sweeping by the Bank of Dongchang Lake several kilometers away from them.

Dongchang Lake.

The wind and snow are shaking!

The promenade beside the lake has been covered with a thick layer of snow and frost.

Between the wind and snow, only a thin figure, stepping on the snow, facing the Tianhe, heavy forward.

Ye Fan is like a sword out of the box.

The whole body sharp edge gathers, kills the intention to boil!

The majestic and awe inspiring momentum is like a deep sea.

I don't know why, all the people behind me, looking at the young people here, feel shivering and kneeling.

It was as if they were looking up at a monarch.

The authority of the superior makes all people surrender!

"This... This momentum?"

"Is he really a boy in his early twenties?"

He Yurou on the Bank of the river was completely stunned.

Ye Fan's only a back, has let he Yurou, full of shock.

Because her father, he Lanshan, who was the leader of Jiangdong Province, did not have this momentum?

He Yurou is not the only one with similar emotions.

In the middle of the lake, on the boat, the kimono, the graceful and intoxicating palace reflects the moon. Looking at Ye Fan, there are eye waves in his beautiful eyes.

She was born in a Japanese aristocrat, Lianggong aristocratic family, and taught Japanese sword God since childhood.

She asked herself that she had seen countless princes and nobles, but none of them could compare with the young man in front of her.

Ye Fan gives him the feeling that he is not a little master of Jiangdong at all, but the respect of this life!

She was suddenly looking forward to it.

Looking forward to Mr. Chu, how long can he stay in his teacher?

For the first time, Liang Gong yingyue was so curious and concerned about a heterosexual of the same age.

"Brother Xiaofan ~"

"brother Xiaofan ~"

"brother Xiaofan ~"

after passing through the gate of ghosts, she opened her eyes and saw her youth. Xu Lei almost instantly burst into tears.

She was smiling with tears, rejoicing and excited, and calling out his name.

All the fear in my heart was gone, and of course all despair was gone.

In her eyes, only the heavy and majestic figure was left between the wind and snow!

With him, she will not be afraid of all the wind and rain.

Ye Fan, with a leap, also came to Xu Lei.

Looking at Xu Lei's weak and pale face in front of him, Ye Fan felt guilty and pitied: "lei'er, I'm sorry, brother Xiaofan is late."

Xu Lei didn't answer, but fell into Ye Fan's arms.

"Wuwu ~"

"brother Xiaofan, lei'er thinks that she will never see you again ~"

in Ye Fan's arms, Xu Lei wails.

The fear, worry, fear, and all kinds of emotions undoubtedly broke out at this time.