"Are you the Flower Fairy? You're not, right?"

…

Ling Dong looked at An Ye: "Have you had enough trouble?"

"Who am I? Do you think too highly of yourself when you talk to me in this tone?" An Ye looked directly at Ling Dong.

Ling Dong frowned: "What do you want?"

"You slapped my man and told him to slap him back." An Ye said calmly.

"I didn't kill him and I already held back. Could it be that you really forced me to kill him?" Ling Dong said.

"It's okay to kill him. I'm not interested in him anymore anyway, so it would be easier to kill him!" An Ye thought for a while and said.

These words immediately made Mr. Song's face change. He was so frightened that he sat on the ground: "Ye'er, ah, Lord Pope, help me, help me..."

Ling Dong felt chilled in his heart, as he could no longer recognize the changes in the dark night.

An Ye sighed slightly in her heart. She was still pure and innocent. She was just trying to stimulate Ling Dong, but this man refused to forgive her. She saw disgust, deep disgust in Ling Dong's eyes.

Ling Dong was too lazy to look at her. In fact, he could tell if she was still a girl with just the finishing touches, but he no longer had that interest.

"Pope, spare your life!"

puff!

Young Master Song slowly fell down.

Ling Dong let out a long sigh of relief as he watched An Ye casually kill this young master.

An Ye told himself softly in his heart that since he hates himself, let him hate him even more thoroughly!
Chapter completed!