Mike Jones speculated.

Of course, he was just guessing.

After all, the leader of Chumen has always been on his own, and his tracks are also miraculous.

Over the years, Mike Jones has seen two sides of Truman.

One was the day when the headmaster ascended the throne, and the other was a glance a few days ago.

It was because he was quite unfamiliar with the leader of the Chu clan that he was not sure whether the masked woman in front of him was the leader of the gate of Chu who dominated tianbang, dominated the whole world and mastered the highest power of martial arts?

Everything needs to be confirmed.

Without paying attention to the shock and panic of the crowd, she saw the veiled noble woman, after beating back the king of India and burning the sky with a sword, her figure flashed, and her graceful and delicate body appeared in front of Ye Fan.

"You... You smelly girl, you are willing to come out at last ~"

"Laozi, have not... Not broken your promise."

"If you say no one is allowed to go in, you just don't let anyone in."

Ye Fan laughs in a low voice, his breath is weak, and his speech is shaking.

No one knows, at this time ye fan, after all, how to bear the pain of tearing heart and lung.

However, after seeing Yu Yun out of the customs, he still laughed.

The smile is warm, just like the sunshine in spring.

With relief, with relief, such as relief!

At this time, Ye Fan has been seriously injured, almost bloody.

In particular, two penetrating injuries on the back almost hurt the lungs.

Yu Yun can't imagine what kind of perseverance the young man in front of him could hold on to now even after suffering such a heavy loss.

What's more, after seeing him, he can still smile calmly.

At this moment, even if it is as cool as a lingering charm, on the face of peerless beauty, it can not help but show a bit of moving.

"Why do you do that?"

"You and I are not relatives. You don't have to pay for me like this."

Yu Yun's words are still cold. When she says these words, she tries to keep herself calm and calm.

Ye Fan replied with a smile: "no why, since I promised you, we should do it, right?"

"Besides, you and I are not relatives, but you were not willing to give me Bingling fruit before."

"I don't like to be in debt to others after all."

Ye Fan weak words, slowly ring.

This time, always self-sustaining elegant aftertaste, after all, it is difficult to control the mood in the heart.

Looking at the dying Ye Fan in front of her body, I don't know whether it is because of guilt or because of heartache. Her beautiful eyes gradually turn red, and there seems to be crystal twinkling in her eyebrows and eyes.

She opened her mouth to say something.

But, perhaps because of her personality, she is not used to caring about people after all.

Those words of concern that went to the mouth did not come out in the end.

"Cough, cough ~"

at this time, Ye Fan suddenly coughed violently, and a little bloodstain flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Yu Yun quickly takes out a piece of crystal white handkerchief from the arms, clumsily wipes the blood of the corner of the mouth for ye fan.

"It seems that he is not the master of the sect."

"However, I can't be proud of my own identity."

"I guess it's a master of the summer."

After seeing the beautiful woman in front of her, so close and pitiful to take care of Ye Fan, Mike Jones couldn't help shaking his head and vetoed his speculation.

After all, in Mike Jones' mind, the Truman master is so graceful and noble.

How can a woman like this, who is so high and powerful, degrade herself to do such a service, and it is impossible to be so intimate with a heterosexual.