onger than many people. 。At this moment, Ou Yang Yingliang found his direction and regained his goal. 。When an artist goes crazy, it can be terrifying. 。Putting down the debris in his hand, he began t...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy... know." 。Nan Gong Yī'ěr let out a cold snort, the five finger prints on his face still clearly visible. 。"It's my aunt's birthday today, and I don't want to make a big deal out of it." 。Ye Fan ponder...