Ye Feng holds Tang Xue and hangs in the air. He gives off a light ray of light. He is really like a God. Those who come to check the situation immediately fall to their knees. They can't help but shout long live. At the beginning, only a few dozen people shouted. At the back, the mountains and fields are full of the sound of long live, just like thunder on a clear day, rolling ceaselessly.

"let's all get up!" Ye Feng said with a smile, although his voice is not big, but people from far and near feel that the speaker seems to be around them, and all people...