"Are you crazy?"

Ye Fan was already in front of him, but Tang Yun backed away a few steps in fright.

It was the first time for Tang Yun to see Ye Fan with such a face. On his stunning and majestic face, there was a rare hint of panic.

"What do I want?"

"Didn't you want to kill me?"

"I'm as you wish!" Ye Fan grinned.

"Don't force me." Tang Yun took another step back.

In fact, Tang Yun didn't know why she quit.

Obviously it was me who had the overwhelming advantage, but why, facing Ye Fan who wanted to die, she was the one who backed away in panic?

Is it because of reluctance?

Is it because you can't let him go?

Or was she really, already in love with this bastard.

"No!"

"I am the Lord of Truman, how can I disturb my Dao heart because of him?"

Tang Yun didn't want to retreat anymore, she gritted her silver teeth, drew her sword out of its sheath and stabbed Ye Fan again.

"Chu Tianfan, you forced me to do this!"

"Chu Tianfan, you forced me~"

....

On the top of Trumen Mountain, Tang Yun's voice reverberated endlessly.

There was anger and resentment in those icy words.

The seven-foot blue blade swept across ruthlessly.

With sharp sword energy, he slashed towards Ye Fan again.

Facing Tang Yun's ruthlessness, Ye Fan didn't dodge, let alone fight back, but just stood there, watching Tang Yun silently.

"Teacher, don't!"

But just when Tang Yun made up her mind to cut off this entanglement with her own hands, another shock came out.

Meng Wanyu, who had been standing not far away, ran over with worried and anxious eyes.

Reach out your hand in front of Ye Fan!

"Wan Yu, what are you doing?"

"You want to disobey me for him?"

Tang Yun didn't expect that her disciple, Meng Wanyu, would come out to protect Ye Fan. JrNovels.com