"You...you...don't know...my lord..."
"The Lord's divine soldiers...have long...recognized the Lord..."
"You... are worthy of... Ran, Ranzhi... Fufufufu..."
Wang Fuye's voice became hoarse and weak!
But his twisted face still showed endless ridicule, which seemed to be his last stubbornness.
But his consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he seemed to be in a state of ecstasy.
"Does that 'Luo Hongfei' have other similar ancient treasures in his possession?"
"For example, a tripod, a tower, a fan, etc.?"
Sudden!
Ye Wuque asked this question, and his bright eyes fell on Wang Fuye's face like a knife.
His consciousness had begun to blur. Wang Fuye was stunned subconsciously!
There was a look of confusion in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by endless resentment and ridicule.
"Lord, Lord...will not...let...you..."
"no way……"
"Search for souls!"
Chapter completed!