He did not care about all the arguments of Gu Cheng any more. He flew fast all the way. Soon, north of Gucheng, in a dense forest, Yuan Ye caught the night cold that had become a waste man and stopped here.

"what do you want me to do here, asshole Night cold stares at Yuan Ye with Morin's eyes. Although it has become fish on the board, night cold doesn't mean to bow at all.

"not so good." Yuan Ye looked at the cold night coldly, and his formula was pinched. Suddenly, a black air enveloped the cold night. This black air was obviously different from the skills of...