Chapter 1289, Shen Huanhuan, how naive you are!

"Kang, brother Kang?"

Elegance was frightened, so he stretched out his hand to grab his arm and pulled back his sad thoughts.

But Qiao Yekang suddenly rose, like a gust of wind, running away from her.

Looked at his back elegantly.

The sadness has reached the utmost desolation, and it is thus revealed in his mad footsteps.

Elegant and even dare not recall his eyes just now, that kind of hate can not kill themselves, hate can not move stones to hit the sky, hate can not destroy everything in the world.

It's terrible!

Blue and admiration returned soon.

Qingya was worried...