Seeing the scene in front of him, Wen Liang was so scared that he almost disappeared.

Then, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.

But, can he escape?

No matter how fast he is, how can he pass by Ye Fan's Qi Knife?

“No~”

Amid the desperate cry, the air knife had already whizzed by.

With a "sting" sound, the air blade passed by, and immediately under the night, a charming blood mark was brought.

The gentle screams came to an abrupt end.

The original body that rushed forward was like a power-off machine, and it stopped in place in an instant.

After a long time, a terrifying blood mark appeared on Wen Liang's neck.

The bright red blood slowly dripped.

Then, the gentle body fell to the ground with a bang.

No more, resurrection~

Dead silence.

The vast western mountain land is dead silent.

Only the strong cold wind, wrapped in endless gloom and coldness, sweeping by the world.

Wen Liang had fallen down, and the thin figure still stood proudly!

As for Liang Haonan and others, they were already shocked by Ye Fan's magical skills.

His old eyes were so wide open that he was staring at him.

The whole person kept catching a cold air!

"This...this..."

“This ~”

Qi is a knife?

To stop killing?

I'll go, damn?

Is this still a human?

Is this a god-like method?

Awesome!

Liang Haonan and others looked at the thin figure under the night, and they felt like they were looking at a ghost. They couldn't say a word after a long time.

Of course, for them, besides tremor, they are more afraid.

Finally, Liang Haonan came to his senses first, ran over and knelt down at Ye Fan with a bang, and his forehead hit the ground almost bleeding. He begged sadly: "Master, I was wrong!"

"It was me, Liang Haonan, who was blind and misjudged the villain's words."

"I beg the master to spare my life for the sake of the Li family."

Liang Haonan almost cried, and he felt both hatred and regretful.

I hated Zhou Botong, a bastard, who was a useless person, but he was showing off his power, and instead forced the real master away.

What I regret is that I shouldn’t have been bewitched by Zhou Botong and drove Ye Fan away.

"Master, I can't blame me, it's Zhou Botong."

"It's all Zhou Botong's one who got killed by a thousand swords. I was blinded by him."

"Otherwise, even if you lend me a hundred courages, Liang Haonan would not dare to drive you away?" Liang Haonan knelt down and asked for sadness.

Ye Fan listened, but shook his head and sneered: "Is that true?"

"What do you think about Zhou Botong, Master Liang's words?"

At this time, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Zhou Botong who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance.

Um?

Liang Haonan and others were stunned: "Zhou... Zhou Botong, isn't he dead?"

Sure enough, no one responded.

Zhou Botong was still lying in the haystack, motionless.

"Zhou Botong, do you still have to pretend?"

Ye Fan's eyebrows and eyes were colder, his words became colder, and he said again: "Be careful, I really send you on the way!"

"No~"

"Mr., I was wrong, I shouldn't offend you."

"I am willing to be a cow and a horse for my husband in the future, and I just want him to give me a way out."

In the astonished eyes of Liang Haonan and others, Zhou Botong, who had just fallen in a pool of blood, was rubbing like a corpse, and then got up, fell to Ye Fan and knelt down, begging for mercy.

"Second!"

"This old bastard!"

"It turns out that I've been pretending to be dead~"
Chapter completed!