Wang Qingwu nodded: "Okay!"

When Wang Qingwu was going to arrange it, Ye Fan turned his head to Zhuo Yiyi:

"Go ahead, take me and meet him."

After saying that, he followed Zhuo Yiyi to the living room of the Wu League.

It was already the lights on, and the warm yellow lights on the hall were lit.

The change of light and the change of atmosphere made Ye Fan's vision blur instantly.

With an instinct to perceive danger, he suddenly stopped at the entrance.

Ye Fan suddenly gathered his eyes and looked in one direction.

This look happened to collide with the dangerous aura that was bursting towards us.

In nothingness, the explosion sounded like a sword collided.

There were also a few sparks of Mars splashing up.

The vague feeling gradually disappeared like smoke. Ye Fan, who saw the other party clearly, suddenly his pupils dilated and his body stiffened instantly.

Although the hall is light and there is still a hint of darkness, it prevents the sight from being too far away.

But more than ten meters away, a brilliant figure that was as straight as a javelin was so dazzling and conspicuous.
Chapter completed!