In the dark night, Ye Fan descended from the sky and entered the group of wolf soldiers surrounding Song Hongyan.

The tiger's body shook! A loud bang, and more than a dozen wolf soldiers were smashed and their hearts fell away.

Then Ye Fan stomped the floor with his right foot, and six sabers shattered and flew.

Another dozen shooting enemies screamed and fell to the ground.

Prince Gong's face changed drastically, Ye Fan?

He was about to order Ye Fan to be shot and killed, but there was a scream behind him.

Prince Gong turned his head and saw dozens of men in black shooting from behind like phantoms, throwing all his reserve teams over.

The situation has changed drastically.

"Ye Fan?"

When a large number of black soldiers attacked Prince Gong from behind, as if they were in a state of mind, the sob beauty suddenly raised her head.

With tears in her eyes, she could see the quiet and standing figure at a glance.

Some are rapid and a little decay, but the gentleness is still as warm as the spring breeze, and the dark eyes are still clear.

The most important thing is that Ye Fan is still alive.

A urge to reunite after the disaster erupted from the chest, and all rationality and dangers were thrown out of the sky.

"Ye Fan!"

Song Hongyan rushed towards Ye Fan in tears, like a sika deer returning to nature.

Staggering, but resolutely.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I remember you, I remember everything!"

Just like what was destined to meet in fate, Song Hongyan rushed into Ye Fan's arms.

There is no gap in the hug.

Tears flowed.

What else is more cherished than losing and regaining?

Looking at Song Hongyan's crying eyes, Ye Fan gently stroked her hair.
Chapter completed!