C107 Kneel

Yang Fann's face was cold and charming as he looked at Yi Zhaoguang expectantly.

He was not a saint, Yi Zhaoguang already revealed his murderous intent, how could Yang Fann let him go?

Stomp, stomp.

Yi Zhaoguang's eyes flickered continuously as he looked at Hou Buchen, who was walking towards him, and started to panic.

"Hou Buchen