"Jiang Xing, are you going to fight me head-on?" Yuan Ye said in a voice that he wanted to distract Jiang Xing. If he bombarded again, the star formation on Sunday would not be guaranteed. At that time, he could not even move in a blink, which would be extremely dangerous. But just after the sound came out, Yuan Ye seemed to look to the right side, only to see a person in the distance - red hair, red eyebrows. That cold young look, the long stick in his hand!

"another ginger star?" Yuan Ye did not turn his head to look at the front again, then fiercely towards the...