Ye Feng was really speechless.

I won’t say it just now. You are all unhappy and insist on forcing me to say it. Now I’ve said it’s like this again.

Are you bullying me, Brother Ye, and you have no temper?

Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face and looked straight at Mo Xiaotian on the stage: "How about it, Senior Brother Mo, do you think I'm right?"

Mo Xiaotian, the smile on his face had begun to become stiff.

"Haha, Brother Wang has indeed seen someone, but this whineless whine comes from nowhere."

"Do you want to know?"

Ye Feng jumped, jumped onto the ring, and stretched out his hand straight to Mo Xiaotian.

"Come on the sword."

“…”

Mo Xiaotian frowned and handed the long sword in his hand over.
Chapter completed!