C1171 Chapter eleven one hundred and seventy-one

Towards this situation, Ye Ya was very angry, very angry.

He didn't say that everyone loved him, but he didn't say that he was someone who would run away when everyone saw him.

"Stop right there!"

With a loud shout, Ye Ya saw a young man in embroidered clothes who had a decent cultivation, and grabbed him across the air. Ye Ya asked in a stern voice, "Speak