"You think about the old k and the others so much, but they may not think about you."

Ye Fan sighed: "Believe it or not, if you die, it will definitely not be in my hands, but in the hands of Lao K."

Qi Wanwan shook her head: "I believe in him, just as he believes in me as tight as a bottle."

Ye Fan sneered: "If he believes in you, he will not lose thunder."

Qi Wanwan fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, she squeezed out: "He was forced to do so!"

"Swish swish swish swish--"

At almost the same moment, a slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the air.

"careful!"

Ye Fan suddenly threw Qi Wanwan down.

The next second, the sword light was blowing like rain.
Chapter completed!