The saint's eyes turned cold: "Get out!"

Chen Long's mouth touched: "Girl, let's do it..." "Do you want to be an enemy of Cihangzhai?

Do you want to be enemies with my wife?”

The saint's tone was unemotional: "I'll give you ten seconds, if you don't get out of ten seconds, you'll stay here forever."

Master's concubine?

Saint?

Chen Long's right hand, which contained ten successful powers, was ready to start a killing attack, and he heard this and relaxed uncontrollably.

Saint, he still dared to give it a try, but when he thought of the old master behind the Saint, Chen Long lost all his thoughts on his death.

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing!"

Chen Long regained his politeness, bowed slightly to the saint, and then turned around and left neatly.

The women in green wanted to attack, but the saint didn't say anything, so they could only watch Chen Long escape.

Half an hour later, Chenlong walked into a must-pass mountain road where he could stare at the yard.

At the same time, his watch vibrated.

He turned on his watch, took out the waterproof headphones, and put them in his ears.

Soon, a man's low voice came: "How is the mission completed?"

Chen Long was very calm: "Ye Fan was severely injured and did not die. He fell into Cihangzhai's hands. I was looking for a third opportunity."

"No matter what, Ye Fan must die."
Chapter completed!