Mochizuki River roared in disbelief.
Above the old and majestic face, at this time, it was full of grandeur.
Tremor, horror, doubt, puzzle~
Various emotions, like an ocean storm, swept through the entire heart of Mochizuki River.
Mochizuki River is undoubtedly completely panicked when things have developed up to now.
He couldn’t believe that under his Green Wood Sword Art, Ye Fan was not only not dead, but also unscathed.
Just like this, came out from under Dongchang Lake like a okay person?
“impossible!”
“This is impossible?”
“Teacher’s Greenwood Sword Art is powerful and unmatched, and it is at its peak.”
“It is the titled master, under the sword of the teacher, it is impossible to be so unscathed?” The
“This Ye Fan, but a junior, how can he do it?”
Not only Mochizuki River, but even his disciple, Haruhi Yingyue, was also stunned.
In a pair of beautiful eyes, there was amazement and horror.
The scene before him was obviously far beyond what the two had expected.
In my heart, waves swept across.
But some people are happy, some are worried.
When the master and apprentice Mochizuki was in terror, Li Er and others were surprised.
“Haha~”
“Mr. Chu is not dead!”
“Mr. Chu is still alive.”
“I knew that Mr. Chu is the hero of the world, and no one can beat Jiangdong.”
“How could a little Japanese thief make Mr. Chu fall?”
“Quickly, tell Miss Qiu the good news so that Miss Qiu will be happy too~”
“Hahaha~”
Everyone in Jiangdong was very happy.
Susie’s red eyes suddenly laughed after seeing Ye Fan’s unharmed.
“This guy is really not worrying.”
“It’s just that you have pity for Mucheng, and he was tossed for nothing~”
Susie shook her head and smiled.
But maybe she didn’t even notice the tears on the corner of her eyes.
“my God!”
“Mr. Chu, it’s okay.”
“It’s not dead?”
On the other side, Tian Xiuxiu and others also tremble with emotion.
Chu Wenfei’s old face was gloomy, but he hummed with a dark face: “You can be a fart!”
“I think it’s also a fight between trapped beasts, and Ning Yu is stubbornly resisting.”
“This time he was lucky enough to survive. Next time, could he be so lucky?”
Seeing the eyes of everyone worshiping Ye Fan, Chu Wenfei spoke upset in his heart.
However, He Yurou shook her head at this moment, and said softly: “I think Mr. Chu will create miracles~”
No one knows what kind of joy is contained in He Yurou’s faint smile.
Perhaps this is Ye Fan’s personality charm.
Even before, He Yurou and Ye Fansu didn’t know each other.
But under this brief contact, the quality of that man has already made He Yurou extremely appreciated.
His calmness, his dominance, the guardianship of his beloved, and his lack of righteousness to his friends, every quality in him is almost moving.
Until now, He Yurou finally understood why Ye Fan could dominate the four fields at such an age and become the lord of Jiangdong!
Such a young man, if he does not dominate Jiangdong ups and downs, who will dominate ups and downs?
The Tianhe is full, and the snow is precarious.
On Dongchang Lake, Xu Lei smiled with tears, her beautiful face was filled with relief and joy.
And Mochizuki River, after a long tremor, calmed down again.
His old eyes are gloomy, his eyes are like torches, staring at Ye Fan firmly.
Today, all his contempt and contempt for Ye Fan disappeared.
Yes, there is only strong dignity and fear.
“Tell me how you did it.”
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