But Ye Fan was full of strange eyes: "Now, are you still so confident?"

"As I said, you are of no value to me at all."

"Everything you are proud of is not worth mentioning in my eyes."

"And your body, too."

"I, Chu Tianfan, travel all over the world, what kind of strange woman have I never seen?"

"Your temptation is not as good as a little bit of cinnabar in my Mucheng, and even more so than a strand of blue hair in Yun'er."

"So, give up struggling."

"Calmly, step into that eternal night."

The tea has bottomed out.

Ye Fan was no longer impatient.

He rose slowly, like an executioner raising a butcher's knife.

The piece of tea hanging in the air also let out a low moan as if dying.

The girl gave up completely.

She knew she was going to die.

But before she died, she yelled at Ye Fan with eyes full of resentment: "After I die, my uncle will definitely not let you go."

"He is the heavenly king of India, the most powerful man in the world."

"He will definitely kill you and let you be buried with me!"

This girl is also somewhat bloody.

After speaking, with tears in her pretty face, she rushed directly to the sword-like tea.

However, just when Nuoya thought that he would be pierced by the tea leaves like those subordinates.

However, there was no pain.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that the piece of tea had already fallen.

"you you..."

Nuoya was stunned for a moment, she didn't know what this man wanted to do.

"Heavenly King of India?"

"So your uncle is King Yintian, Fentian?"

Ye Fan looked at Nuoya and asked in a deep voice.

"You know my uncle?"

"It seems that you still have some knowledge."

"Since you know how powerful my uncle is, why don't you let me go, then kneel down and apologize to the princess, and recognize me as your master!" JrNovels.com