As soon as Ye Xuan rushed back to the World Wide Institution of Learning, a sword cry suddenly sounded in front of him. Then a figure was jarred to retreat to him!

It was Qi!

At the moment, Qi had a very gloomy look with blood at the corner of her mouth.

Ye Xuan looked up at the place in the middle distance. An old man was standing there. He made that move just now.

“It’s him!”

At this time, Lian Qian’s voice ...