Tang Lianghou stood behind Tang Qiankun.
His ghostly eyes were fixed intently on Ye Qingfeng.
He had an even keener perception.
Ye Qingfeng gave him the impression of being not dangerous at all, even more fragile than an ordinary person.
But the more he felt this way, the more Tang Liang was on alert.
"Be careful!"
Tang Duoduo leaned against Ye Qingfeng.
Previously, she was full of resentment towards Ye Qingfeng.
But now, there was only happiness left.
"I promised you a lifetime of happiness, and no one can harm you in the slightest!"
As Ye Qingfeng's words fell.
He raised his finger.
A cyan vortex.
Gathered between his fingers.
Meanwhile, You Ming, wielding a long spear.
His form had transformed into a giant dragon of flames hundreds of feet long.
In the roar of the dragon, Ye Qingfeng appeared exceedingly small before it.
