C681 Falling Death Wind Soaring Jade Ran Holy Sword

"Big brother Chu Hen, quickly dodge!"

Seemingly in an instant, a familiar face flashed across Ye Yao's mind. Looking at the young figure that was resolutely blocking in front of her, she unconsciously gasped in surprise.

Her somewhat ethereal voice transmitted to Chu Hen's ears, and it was as if she had thrown a rock into a calm lake, causing ripples on the surface