Yeats was suddenly dragged to the back. By the time she realized what was happening, she had already crashed into the chest of the man wearing the ghost mask.
Suddenly, she felt the flesh behind her as hard as the wall. Yeats was startled and opened her eyes as if it was a reflex.
She looked up and saw the side profile of a man wearing a ghost mask.
“Yuan Purlin! ? Why are you here?”Ye Zhi saw the man wearing the ghost mask. She moved her red lips slightly and frowned in surprise.
After all, ever since the Yuan Purlin took her away and sent her back to Qin Yiruo’s home, she had not seen the Yuan Purlin for a long time after she entered the school.
Why would it appear today?
“He has always been by your side.”Yun Jian looked at the Yuan Purlin wearing the ghost mask, drew a red arc, and chuckled.
Finally, Yun Zhi paused, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Yuan Lin. He said firmly, “You are a man of style.”
Yuan Lin was a man of style, the creator of the God continent!
