"Ostrich, coward, Mrs. Ye is suffering, living coldly"

Ye Zhendong's shriveled lips suddenly trembled, and he began to spit out words with difficulty, and the pain on his face became deeper and deeper.

The silver needle began to tremble, as if it was about to burst out at any moment, and countless qi and blood were activated in Ye Zhendong's body.

Still need the last bit of heat!

When Ye Fan frowned slightly, Hua Qingfeng walked up and whispered into Ye Zhendong's ear:

"Ye Fan, that's the kid!"

"ah--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhendong suddenly roared.

"puff"

Countless silver needles flew into his body, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood.
Chapter completed!