C976 So-called Hatred

"Your friend?"

A light flashed past Ming Tu's eyes, he subconsciously looked at Ye Xing who was in his hands, his face turning gloomy. He had never thought that the reason why he would obstruct him at such a critical moment was actually because of the worthless ant in his hands, Ye Xing!

Whoosh.

In the next moment, Mo Lin waved his sleeves