"Fortunately, I left a clone on you when you left, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
The old man was somewhat similar to Yu Jinlin, but his face was old and half of his hair was white.
But he is in good spirits.
He was wearing a blue-gray robe, and there was a hint of majesty in his golden eyes.
He turned around and looked at Yu Jinlin lovingly, then turned his head to look at Ye Feiliu, his eyes turned cold, but turned back to normal. His voice was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. He said:
"Can you please spare my grandson's life for my sake?"
beside.
Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared, Huang Xiaogui's heart skipped a beat and a few drops of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
It was obvious that he had recognized the old man.
He flashed to Ye Feiliu's side and whispered in his ear:
"Boss, this is Yu Yanjun, an elder of the Feather Clan. He is a powerful and ruthless character with great strength."
This look was obviously telling Ye Feiliu whether he should consider agreeing to the Yu Yan Army and letting Yu Jinlin go.
Will Ye Feiliu let Yu Jinlin go?
hehe.
He had never considered this question.
He said that even if the Immortal Emperor came today, he would not be able to save Yu Jinlin.
What’s more, he is an elder.
Moreover, this is just a clone, and its strength is at most equivalent to that of a late-stage celestial being.
Nothing to be afraid of.
Ye Feiliu said coldly:
"He will definitely die. No one can save him today."
"So, you are not going to give me face?"
The vein on Yu Yanjun's forehead twitched.
Obviously furious.
"I don't need to say it a second time, old man."
Who do you think you are?
Give you face?
Pooh!
Ye Feiliu sneered in his heart.
The Imperial Yan Army flew into a rage, shouting murderously, "Go to hell!"
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