"really?"

Xu Yanguang was overjoyed. He rushed to Moran and looked down. The face of Dongfang snow was cold and there was no breath. There was no air leakage in his body. Obviously, he could not die any more.

as he saw it, Xu Yan was shocked. The face that had just turned better became ferocious as soon as he saw the death of the beauty.

"Qingyi, you ~, he is dead." Xu Yanguang growls at Mo ran.

Mo ran stands beside Xu Yanguang and hears him shouting at himself excitedly, but he doesn't care.

he slowly extended a hand and interrupted Xu Yanguang, who was about to explode. Mo...