"No, sir, what about them?" While Guan Yu was still feeling, Ye Qingling ran upstairs as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Hang..."

"Ah... What is this?" A golden glow flashed, and Ye Qingling, who was lucky to get up, bounced back fiercely.

"French Matrix? Ha-ha, it seems that we have come back just right, that witch should not have the opportunity to break the battle, I do not know where Dao-you help? Thank you so much for Guan Yu. The witch has retired. Please come down and see me again. There was a familiar smell in the golden light, but Guan Yu was very cautious, and the means of the...