That was a wonderful time.
Until then, even if a lot of disciples in the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts were forced to bow to Lu Pengfei under pressure, they had always maintained their expectation and awe for that person in their hearts.
"Ding Hao?" The Sword Indignant sneered and said, "Don't entertain the illusion. He is dead, and he won't come back anymore."
"What?" Fang Tianyi and Zhang Fan were shocked at the same time.
"I said that Ding Hao is already dead." The Sword Indignant had a smile on his face. He liked to appreciate the panicked expression on those teenagers' faces and he said word for word, "I saw with my own eyes how Ding Hao fell down the ice cliff and died."
"You are lying!" Zhang Fan trembled slightly. The news was more painful than a terrible injury for him
