The image of an elegant nobleman came into view.

"Little Lord!"

"Little Lord!"

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Seeing this person, the strong men of the Trumen all over the mountains and plains bowed and saluted one after another.

But he turned a blind eye and walked past everyone's respectful eyes with his hands in his pockets.

The deep emerald green eyes seemed to have twin pupils, if you looked at him, you could see golden divine flowers rippling in the depths of his eyes.

It wasn't until this person walked up to Tang Yun that he put away his incomparable arrogance and majesty, and bowed to Tang Yun: "Teacher!"

Seeing his appearance, Great Elder Tang Xian's mind immediately became excited.

"It's Chu Zhenghong!"

"Master, the man in the fifth mouth, could it be Chu Zhenghong?!"

Tang Xian asked anxiously.

He, who has always been calm, couldn't keep calm when he thought of this answer.

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west lake.

The breeze is blowing, and the green willows are swaying.

In March of Yangchun, the beauty of the West Lake is too beautiful to behold.

However, the people here have no time to enjoy the beauty of this side.

Everyone looked ahead in horror.

There, a man wearing a dragon head mask crushed a head with one kick.

Blood mixed with brains flowed all over the floor.

Ye Fan's eyes were full of indifference.

The fall of a titled master did not cause any waves in his heart.

It's just that I have some regrets in my heart.

After all, this old man still didn't tell him the truth about Tang Yun's recent situation.

Well, there will always be another trip.

When the time comes, just ask yourself.

As for now, let's clean up the moths in Jiangbei first.

After crushing the elders of the Truman family, Ye Fan's gaze fell back on the members of the Meng family. JrNovels.com