"Mr. Ying, this beast has an irreconcilable grudge with me. He is arrogant. He doesn't want to give him such a great opportunity. It's just a damn thing. Killing 100,000 times is enough! Mr. Ying, he doesn't want it. I'm willing to do it. I'm willing to do it for you! I'll kill him now, how about you as a letter of fame?"

Wei Zihao looked at Ying Rui with a fanatical look on his head.

People from the ancient eight clans were simply out of reach for him.

If I could hold my thighs, I wouldn’t it be nice to eat delicious food and drink spicy food? Isn’t it easy to find something like Zhou Shuqing?

He also observed that Wang Han was about to be on the verge of death just now. He took this opportunity to show his loyalty and killed Wang Han, killing two birds with one stone.

Ying Rui narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I really lack a dog!"

Wei Zihao immediately stuck out his tongue and barked, "Wang! Wang wool! Young Master Ying, from now on, I will be your dog!"

Ying Rui pointed at Wang Han lying on the ground.

Before, Wang Han was lying down and suddenly took out a big sniper and fucked the monk.

Ying Rui is not sure if Wang Han has any backup plan.

Just let this idiot test it.

After Wei Zihao received permission, he laughed like a fierce ghost.

"Beast! Finally I got the chance to kill you!"

Zhou Shuqing also wanted to pull Wei Zihao, but Wei Zihao slapped him in the face with the backhand, "Shut up!"

He pinched the bamboo slips with his hands, took a breath, walked towards Wang Han, smiling wildly.

Wang Han lay on the ground.

Looking at the sky.

Coughed.

Spit out the bloody sand in his mouth.

"Luo Changge, your uncle, it's time to appear!"

Qi tide is like wind!

A figure flashed over.

Luo Changge, dressed in white, turned over and fell next to Wang Han.

Holding a Qi body lamp in hand.

He turned sideways to Ying Rui and others.
Chapter completed!