"Huhu, belong to you?"
Ye Yuan laughed from extreme fury, but his words were full of killing intent.
Lu-er was Ye Yuan's reverse scale.
For her, Ye Yuan did not even stint to employ the Heaven Shocking Lightning.
Now, this Long Hao actually provoked in his face like this, how could he not be furious?
But Long Hao was not aware of it at all. He said with a smug look, "That's right, belong to me! You might not know who I am. I'm … cough, cough, cough …"
Long Hao's words were just said halfway when his voice suddenly cut off, like a duck that had its throat clutched.
Ye Yuan's both hands already clutched onto his neck.
A tremendous force came over. Long Hao felt like his neck was going to be twisted off, his face flushing bright red, eyes rolling back.
"Just now, you said that they belong to you?" Ye Yuan's words did not carry the slightest emotion, the force from his hands becoming greater and greater.
