However, Heiyu did not go towards Luo Changfeng, but instead came to Lu Fan, picked up the teapot on the table and poured Lu Fan a cup of tea for Lu Fan.

"Dragon soul, drink tea." He said respectfully.

Then, his tone suddenly became cold, "You don't need to take action on this kind of garbage."

Lu Fan nodded slightly, held the tea cup and blew the tea mist.

The people present couldn't help but look shocked when they saw this scene.

What is the origin of this Han family’s son-in-law?

When facing the Luo family's killing gods, they all have such courage and dare to act like this at this time.

"It's so interesting. The down-and-out young master of Lincheng is also arrogant in front of me?" Luo Changfeng smiled coldly.

brush!

The next second, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the ghost-headed sword raised high, and his energy burst out like a god of killing in hell.

"This time, Luo Changfeng is going to fight to the death..."
Chapter completed!