"The gap between you and me is beyond your imagination!"
"Stay here!"
As Chen Xiaobei danced in the air, his black hair whipped like snakes, surging with killing intent, returning Zhao Qingshan's derision intact, intent on killing Zhao Qingshan!
"I'm not resigned!"
This time, Zhao Qingshan's desperate roar echoed; he still had a bright future ahead, how could he die here, and at the hands of Chen Xiaobei.
But his body was immobile, as if his fate was already sealed.
Qin Shihua anxiously chimed in: "Father, what do we do now?"
Qin Zhengyang remained silent, his expression extremely grim.
He thought they were hunting prey, but Chen Xiaobei had shattered their traps again and again!
He felt his face burning, as if slapped thrice by Chen Xiaobei!
Meanwhile, in Xi Yao's bedroom at Shanhe Village.
"Cousin, Sister Yaoyao, Chen Xiaobei is winning, he's really winning!"
"Flying Immortals Beyond the Heavens! He learned this from me!"
