"Dragon...Dragon Lord, yes...sorry, next time...next time you...you go to Chumen Mountain, I'm...I'm afraid...I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."

"Live well.."

Iwai-chan grabbed Ye Fan's hand and tried hard to put on a smiling face.

Back then, facing the situation of the Chu family, Iwai-chan refused to fight and retreated.

Everyone thought he was a deserter.

However, when life and death were really at stake, Iwai Zen rushed out without hesitation.

Even when he was about to die, he was not panicked. Ye Fan still had a smile on his old face.

However, after saying this, Iwai-zen seemed to want to say something else.

But when he opened his mouth again, what gushed out was blood.

But even if he couldn't speak, he still used his last strength to give Ye Fan the blood-stained postcard in his arms.

Then, die forever!

That winter, King Longyan fell.

Blood stained the sea area on the border of Yanxia red.

Ye Fan looked at the old man in front of him, and at the bloody postcard in his hand.

His body was shaking.

The palm was also clenched tightly.

"Chu Tianfan, do you want to persevere?"

"Are you willing to kill this boat full of people?"

"Including Osk before, this should be the third person who died because of you."

Chu Yuan was condescending, and wanton laughter sounded slowly.

That haughty and lonely look, like the king of this world, controlling everything.

After Ye Fan heard it, his body trembled again: "Osk, he...is he dead too..."

No one answered him.

Only the cold wind whimpered.

The waves in the distance, like the bloody mouth of an abyss, seem to swallow the whole world.

"asshole!"

"You bastards..."

"Today, we Dragon God Temple members, even if we die here, we will smash some of your teeth!"

The death of Iwai Chan and others deeply stimulated Li Er and others.

Long Baichuan's fianc�e is still waiting for him, and Iwai Chan dreams of seeing his granddaughter. JrNovels.com