C465 A False Alarm

Every string of hand beads had a special name. Ye Chen looked at the spelling abbreviation of a few TXM names on the rose-red gem and clenched his fists tightly.

He looked at the tall corpse beside him and his face turned pale.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on the corpse. He pushed it and said, "Mengmeng, get up. Ye's father will buy you something delicious."

Tang Wanxin