As soon as I got out of the car, many people came to strike up a conversation.

For these social youths who feel good about themselves, Yueyao doesn't even look at them, and just lets them go.

"Hahaha"

"It's still a little pepper."

"I like it."

But there are always some people, as thick-skinned as Ye Fan, who insist on moving forward even if they are scolded.

He even touched Yue-yao.

"Sister, come, get on brother's locomotive!"

"Brother will take you for a ride!"

A social youth with dyed yellow hair took Yueyao's hand and dragged her to his car.

Whoosh!

Just at this time, the gust of wind flashed by.

A yellowed fallen leaf, like a sword, slashed across the young man's hand.

"ah!"

The young man wailed, and bright red blood flowed down from the back of his hand.

"It's too late to go to the hospital now."

Ye Fan didn't know when he had already walked over, and a faint voice sounded quietly.

"Bastard, you wait!"

The yellow-haired young man covered his bloody hands, scolded Ye Fan fiercely, and then hurried to the hospital.

"What are you doing here?"

"I do not know you!"

"I only know Ye Fan!"

Seeing Ye Fan, Yue Yao said angrily.

"Yao'er, don't do this."

"you understand me."

"I don't understand!" Yueyao shouted at Ye Fan with her beautiful eyes flushed.

"Why do you keep saying that you are dead!"

"You're still alive, aren't you?"

"Ye Fan is still alive, Chu Tianfan is still alive, the Lord of the Dragon God Palace, and the Lord of Jiangdong are not dead."

"In this world, there are so many people waiting for your return." JrNovels.com