Ning Yu..."Xiao Lan's voice was as thin as a thread, and she looked at Chen Ping with a face full of remorse."Just stop, please don't speak anymore…"Chen Ping hurriedly pressed on Xiaolan's wrist, beg...aped forward, his demon-suppressing whip lashing towards the source of the sound!"A little demon cultivator, dare to steal from me…"Boom!Chen Ping swung his whip down, accompanied by endless flames, a...