After a while, he took out the communication jade again. Ye Mo did not reply to the new news, but he still read what he said before.

"Hehe...what is he going to say to me?"

Feng Xue was fantasizing.

Then he was cheerful and arrogant: "Ignore you and ignore you."

"Hehehe...it's not possible."

Feng Xue was sitting alone in front of the cliff and daydreaming. If it were usual, Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan would have come here long ago.

But it won't work now.

Because Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan were also reading the news.

Bi Yunyan lay on Yan Beihan's back, looking at the communication jade in Yan Beihan's hand.

It was a message sent by Mr. Fang. He was fighting wits and courage with the eldest wife.

"Hehe, hello, Lord Yan, I'm the Ye Demon, please give you my respect."

Yan Beihan said with a stern face and said coldly: "Haha, how can Mr. Fang, who is romantic and happy, still have time to pay attention to me, I am the only one of the witches. It's really strange. The witch is flattered. Mr. Fang doesn't go to lie on Hong Jucui? Why, are you bored?"

Across a hundred and eight thousand miles, Fang Che could feel the rich jealous smell of this sarcastic aura.
Chapter completed!