Ye Fan was stunned: "Save your daughter, what happened to your daughter?"

"Jiejie, it turns out he escaped here."

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, a strange laughter came from a corner not far away. It was eerie, harsh, and penetrating.

A cold wind blew by, and the temperature on the plank road along the river seemed to drop instantly.

Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but shudder: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

"Jiejie, who is this person? The person who wants your life."

The weird laughter became sharp: "If you meddle in other people's business, you will die."

Jiang Hengdu struggled to his knees and roared: "Give me my daughter back——"

"Whoosh——"

A cloud of mist emerged from the corner and drifted slowly in the wind.

Ye Fan's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Everyone, come back to me."

Tang Ruoxue immediately withdrew to Ye Fan with a few bodyguards.

The seven or eight bodyguards of the Tang Dynasty who were leaning towards each other were half a beat slower, and they were enveloped in white mist just after walking a few meters.

They fell down one after another, their cheeks turned green, they foamed at the mouth, and they lay on the ground twitching...
Chapter completed!