The moment he saw that figure, Chu Qitian's eyes were about to pop out.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan suffered such a severe blow, not only did he not die, but he stood up again so quickly.

“Haha~”

Under the sky and by the cold river, the lonely shadow standing tall suddenly smiled.

The laughter was sad, the endless self-mockery and anger.

At the same time, accompanied by Ye Fan's laughter, the red-eyed blood kept falling down the corners of his mouth.

"I really didn't expect that I, Chu Tianfan, have never died under the siege of the Chu family, have not fallen under the sky-sky artillery fire, but today, I almost died in your hands."

"What a Truman?"

"What a top spot on the list~"

"What a Tang Yun..."

“Haha~”

Ye Fan's eyes were red and crazy. He smiled desolately while staring at the beautiful figure ahead.
Chapter completed!