Anyway, he was going to fulfill Zhang Ye...

Anyway, it's been so many years...

He was tired too...

He closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of darkness.

However, with a light sound, An Ye raised his eyebrows.

He felt no pain, and his soul was not hurt.

What's going on?

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhang Ye, who had recovered from whiteness, looked at himself with a smile. The knife just stayed above his forehead and did not fall at all.

"This is really creepy."

Hearing this, An Ye was slightly stunned.

Then he laughed out loud.

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Chapter completed!