Chapter 392 Talking Too Much

The Lord of Desolate City looked down at Ye Xiaofan in front of her, her hands trembling slightly, she didn't see any deception in Ye Xiaofan's eyes.

If it was true what Ye Xiaofan said, Ye Xiaofan was also a victim, and she almost killed Ye Xiaofan.

"No!"

"These are all your sophistry!"

"die!"

The Lord of Desolate City looked angry, raised his big knife with both hands, let out a coquettish cry, and slashed fiercely at Ye Xiaofan's head.

"Shh!"

With a sharp breath, the big knife swung down quickly, as if it wanted to tear the surrounding air apart, and stopped abruptly when it was one centimeter away from Ye Xiaofan's head.

"Why don't you run away!"

The hand of the barren city lord holding the knife was a little pale, his body trembled slightly, looking at Ye Xiaofan who was not dodging or avoiding, his eyes were fixed on him, and roared angrily.

She is still soft-hearted, looking at Ye Xiaofan's small and exquisite body, exquisite facial features, big smart eyes, and the solemnity on his face that doesn't match his age, she still can't do anything.

"Miss City Lord, if you don't believe me, you can kill me and avenge them!"

"I'm a child anytime, but I won't be so crazy that I want to destroy the lives of a whole city for the sake of a treasure that improves my strength!"

Ye Xiaofan looked calm, stared at the deserted city master indifferently, and said, his little feet trembled slightly.

To be honest, the moment the sword fell, Ye Xiaofan panicked a lot. If he cut it off, he would not be cut in half. Fortunately, the Lord of Desolate City stopped.

"Clang!"

"Woooo..."

The Lord of Desolate City didn't speak. After staring into Ye Xiaofan's eyes for a long time, he threw aside the big knife in his hand, sat on the ground hugging his bent knees, and began to cry.

She now understands that Ye Xiaofan didn't lie to her, otherwise why didn't he dodge the knife just now, it was a matter of her life, no one would give their life for a lie.

"Tick tock..."

A teardrop the size of a soybean slid across the cheek of the desolate city lord and fell to the ground

As the city lord of the barren ancient capital, she not only failed to protect the city, but also caused the death of millions of warriors, and even snatched away the remnant soul of the grand master.

She hated, hated that she was not strong enough, if she had enough strength, all these tragedies would not have happened.

She is just a woman. She has been practicing non-stop since the day she became the young city lord at the age of 16. Apart from cultivation, she is also busy with trivial matters in the city and researching ways to resist the beast tide.

For 500 years, it has never stopped. Other women married early at the age of 16 and started a family.

As a daughter, she worked harder than a man. She never thought that she had worked so hard, but still failed to keep the barren ancient capital.

"Uh...this..."

Ye Xiaofan was a little caught off guard, looking at the painful and desolate city lord in front of him, he was in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

"This big girl, cry as soon as she wants to cry, this baby still wants to cry!"

Ye Xiaofan patted his little hand, and said a little depressed.

At that time, he was stared at by three mad dogs. If he left Feng Yixuan's sight, he would be killed for sure, and he was almost killed by an explosive bomb.

"Cry, it will feel better when you cry."

Ye Xiaofan shook his head, walked to the side of the deserted city owner, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Woooo..."

It doesn't matter if this is said, the barren city lord cried even louder, his voice trembling violently.

"What am I talking about!"

Ye Xiaofan looked at the weeping and trembling desolate city lord, really wanted to slap himself, talk nonsense, just watch quietly.

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(End of this chapter)

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