A huge golden bell phantom enveloped Feng Qingxiao.

Golden light spread out layer by layer.

"The bloodline of the Vajra Arhat?"

Looking at the phantom on Feng Qingxiao's head, Su Ziyang couldn't help but be shocked.

A look of envy surged into my heart.

This guy likes to be a meat shield, and it turns out that the blood of the Vajra Arhat flows in his bones.

If you don’t like being beaten, then there will be ghosts.

After a moment.

Feng Qingxiao opened her eyes, and her face showed endless joy.

"Boss, I will never thank you for your kindness. I will remember your kindness, Ye Ming." Feng Qing chuckled and looked excited.

"Come on, don't let me save you in the future." Su Ziyang said half-jokingly.

"Boss, you can rest assured."

Feng Qing chuckled and patted his chest, and promised it.

Su Ziyang smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll joke with you and take it seriously!"

"Do you think something happened to you and I won't come to save you?" Su Ziyang said.

"Boss, you are so nice to me."

Feng Qing chuckled in his eyes, tears flashing.

"Okay, a big man crying at any time! Please help me call the ice cream in." Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, boss."

Feng Qing chuckled and said, then stepped back.
Chapter completed!