Go, Go To Your Sect To Play
Editor: Exodus Tales
Who knew how long he hit him for?
The ground the Young Master laid in had turned into a giant hole and the surrounding land had cracked.
Such signs were enough to show how brutal a thing had happened here.
"Stop hitting me..."
Young Master's voice was really weak and he couldn't even lift a single finger up. However, the strong desire to live forced him to do so, so as to prevent Lin Fan from hitting him.
He had really seen a ghost.
He felt that he was really unlucky to actually meet such a lunatic that didn't care that he was the Young Master of Heaven Covering Demon Sect.
He gritted his teeth and swore that as long as he lived, he would make him pay a heavy price.
"How do you feel?"
Lin Fan retracted his hand and smiled. The tone with which he asked the Young Master sounded as if he was hoping that he would give him a good comment.
Damn!