"Old lunatic, you are his grandmother's and man's, so you stand down and let me chop." Yuexiang's hair stood up, his face was livid, and his throat was howling. He was like a bull in love with his hair, running up and down after Fenger. However, the "Yu Feng Jing" cultivated by Feng ER was originally a first-class escape magic. Although Yuexiang's swordsmanship was advanced, it could only be admired.

"you dare to destroy the good things that Lao Tzu arranged for the little five. Do you really think that Yang Ye is easy to offend me?" Yang Tian astringes his breath, just like a breeze in the big world....