"Ye Qingfeng, let's go quickly. Wan Potian's power is terrifying. If you continue fighting like this, even if you aren't killed, you will be exhausted to death."
Kong Ningshuang hurriedly grabbed Ye Qingfeng.
He had been fighting for too long, breaking through limits time and again, surpassing everyone's imagination, defying the heavens.
He absolutely couldn't fight anymore.
Kong Ningshuang's cool small hand slightly held Ye Qingfeng's broad palm, which still had dried blood stains on it, feeling very rough to the touch.
"Go!"
However, a flash of red light appeared in Ye Qingfeng's eyes.
"Scram!"
A powerful aura immediately surged, exploding like a wave of air, causing Kong Ningshuang to retreat several steps.
"Ye Qingfeng?"
Kong Ningshuang's delicate face changed color; Ye Qingfeng actually attacked her.
"Haha, he's now a demon, yet you still want to help him. This is truly asking for trouble!"
