"Fools talk about dreams!"

Jiang Yu gave a sneer, and he pressed down the huge sword with both hands. For a while, I just felt that Mount Tai was crushing to the top, the waist was so stiff that the backbone was almost broken.

"Jiang Ying!"

I growled,'Come on, help me, don't you have an IQ?'

In an instant, Jiang Yu's body seemed to have been hit by something, and the whole person flew out and fell heavily on the ground. I knew it must be Jiang Ying who was helping me, so I quickly put on cow's tears. Jiang Ying, holding a long black knife, was standing cold beside...