Yao Ming blushed, he really thought so in his heart.

But when these words came out of Tang Fan's mouth, they didn't sound right.

He coughed dryly, waved his hand and said, "It was obviously you who killed Ye Zhenghao..."

"No, you killed him, I'm just an assistant at most!"

Tang Fan said firmly.

"But……"

Yao Ming was a little moved, thinking that after returning to the sect, if everyone knew that he not only avenged Wan Hong, but also killed an old Nascent Soul monster, what a spectacular scene it would be!

The headmaster and elders must be surprised, and the eyes of those female disciples looking at me must be full of desire...

Oh my God, what a scenery!

As he thought about it, he looked obsessed and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Little Lord……"

As soon as Hong Jie looked at Yao Ming's expression, he knew what he was thinking.

"Well……"

Yao Ming woke up and looked at Tang Fan awkwardly. He was about to say something, but his phone rang. When he saw the name displayed, he answered it excitedly.

"Hello……"

"Mr. Yao, do you still remember the little girl?"

A beautiful voice came from the mobile phone.
Chapter completed!