"Holy crap! Hot hot hot hot ~ Pig Head Ye, you actually want to kill me?"
With great difficulty, Huang Liwen finally put out the fire on his head, looking at Ye Qingzhou with a face full of grievance: "If you have any complaints about me, you can just say so, no need to take my life."
Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "It wasn't me who did it."
Clang clang~
The Flame Emperor Sword wanted to unsheath itself again, but luckily, Ye Qingzhou quickly held it back, sensing the anger and discontent emanating from the Sword Spirit.
Ye Qingzhou felt strange: "The Flame Emperor Sword seems to be really unhappy with you, did you offend it in a past life?"
"Damn, a sword is this arrogant, Ye Qingzhou, aren't you going to control it?"
"I think you'd better stop messing with it, otherwise I'm afraid the Flame Emperor Sword will tear you into eight pieces."
Ye Qingzhou shrugged, indicating he was helpless.
