Chapter: 2737

“The matchmaker is dead?”

Han Feiyang looked indifferent.

No nonsense, just straight to the point.

“Dead…dead.”

The inch-cut man looked ashamed: “The rescue is late, please forgive me, the young suzerain.”

“waste!”

Han Feiyang raised his hand and slapped the short-haired man on the face.

The huge force directly knocked the person flying several meters away, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and it was difficult to get up again.

Niang,

around. There was no anger or roar, only the

He

stretched out her finger to Lu

with our own eyes that he is

and again,

you kill the

trend, his sharp eyes were like sharp knives, exuding

matchmaker, someone deliberately

to his sophistry. We all see clearly

can all testify!”

lightly,

it’s clear

everyone has already identified him as the

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