C227 Marshal of the flying sky nation!

"Brother?" Upon seeing Long Ye, Long Lianping's heart almost stopped beating from the pain.

This young master, who had once flaunted his strength at Long Yuan University, was now in a miserable state. His face was bruised and red, full of bruises. His hair was fluffy like grass and covered with dust. His body was tattered, and could only be described as ragged