Until he encountered Shui Yiyi, this feeling gradually faded, and he had already forgotten.
Now, it's back again!
He wants to slaughter!
He wants to kill everyone here!
"Mistress, she's dead!"
A wave of sorrow rose from the bottom of his heart, Ye Bufan could no longer control himself, tears slipped directly from his eyes.
Shui Yiyi completely vanished from this world.
For this woman who had always taken care of him, like a real mother, Ye Bufan's heart was filled with immense pain.
"Ye Qingfeng, sever his arm!"
Ma Gu roared, losing his mind, his strength in his hands was already at maximum.
"Slash!"
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng moved, transforming into a bolt of lightning, a fiery red afterimage, rushing straight at Ling Wuxiong.
Everyone's pupils instantly contracted.
"Ye Qingfeng, how dare you!" Ma Gu shouted angrily.
"Swish!"
Blood blossomed, spilling in the air, like swaying blood, wantonly scattering.
Ling Wuxiong, dead!
