"The newly born Ghost King is really a child!"
"Is he the Ghost King?"
Standing behind Chu Mingyang, He Yu only showed half his head and looked at the handsome Rorte, apart from the mysterious eyes.
"Cut the crap!" When he reached out his recovered hand and was about to grab Chu Mingyang's face, Lot saw that the other party was smiling. It was not a mocking, but a very simple smile.
The attacking hand stopped in front of him one centimeter, like Chu Ming's smile.
It was not because of Lotte's deliberately let it go, but because there was an unbreakable barrier around Chu Mingyan. Even as a Ghost King, he only made a c***k, but the c***k was unconsciously restored by the barrier.
"It's really impulsive." Chu Mingyang raised the grenade in his hand and shot it between Lotte's eyebrows
