Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"Snowboy? He seems to be behind the waterfall."

The servant pointed to the other with a trembling voice.

The phoenix flickered and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared after the waterfall.

Jun Aohan was meditating cross-legged there.

Seeing the fengfeng light coming, he raised his eyes.

"What are you doing ..."

"boom!"

A huge fist stretched out and smashed hard on his eyes.

"Are you crazy?"

Jun Aohan jumped up and returned with a punch.

The two were fighting in the cave, and they were fighting each other.

A lot of spiritual power kept bursting around, the gravel rolled down, and the cave was about to collapse.

It wasn't until the two men lost their strength that they slumped down on the ground.

Jun Aohan moved his muscles.

It ’s been a long time since I played.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I should ask you this sentence!"

Yan Feng said coldly.

"Qili was once given to you for marriage, why don't you say that?"

"So you all know?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that my best friend would lie to me."

"What's the point of cheating or not?"

Jun Aohan said lightly.

"what do you mean……"

Yan Feng asked inexplicably, and suddenly he understood.

"Did Qingli dump you this guy? Hahaha!"

He laughed proudly.

"A character like you, a guy who never likes women, how can Qingli fall in love with you? Unless she is blind!"

"She must have dumped you, otherwise, you guys, how could you cry like this, as if someone owes you millions of two silver?

"It's worthy of my fiancee's fiancee who set me up since childhood, and his vision is really unique!"

Yan Feng stood proudly, arched his hand towards Jun Aohan.

"In these years, my fiancée has lived alone in Fengyi City, and has suffered a lot. I ’m here to take care of you. I ’m here to thank her, but I should n’t have troubled you from now on, I My fiancee, of course, must be taken care of by myself. "

"Fuck your mother ..."

Jun Aohan couldn't help but slammed his mouth.

His mood was on the verge of being very uncomfortable. The words of the breeze were like igniting the fuse.

Instantly exploded him.

Jun Aohan waved his fist directly and punched him in the face of Yan Fengqing.

The two of them have been fighting for a long time, and the spiritual power in the body is almost exhausted. At this time, like a shrew fight, they are entangled with each other and greet each other's faces with their fists.

There is no master style.

Fortunately, there were no people watching on this occasion, otherwise, his image would just collapse directly under his hand.

Great ghost king, like a shrew, fights with others!

Jun Aohan was very upset.

He had a feeling that he was most precious, and was suddenly snatched away by others.

Although Ye Qingli had made it clear that he was leaving him, Jun Aohan felt a very uncomfortable feeling when he heard that others wanted to pursue her.

It was as if he was forbidden and suddenly coveted by others.

The two wrestled together again, scolding each other in their mouths, and greeted each other's faces with their fists.

Not at all like a prince.