Chapter 1739 Angry Wang Lei's face changed sharply. Even his face twitched. There was a terrible murder in his eyes. A cold word rolled out from his lips: "Ye Qingyun, what a Ye Qingyun, dare to rob my Wang Lei's woman!"

"He Shan, come out!"

A cold voice sounded.

!

A low wind-breaking sound suddenly sounded.

I saw only one person coming towards this side like a fiery roc. With a tremor, he quickly appeared in front of Wang Lei.

The blood-red wings behind it converge violently and merge into the body.

The young man knelt on one knee and showed a strong respect on his face.

"Go kill Ye...