To be honest, the Fifth Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Poyue, was not only dumbfounded at this moment, but his mood was also on the verge of collapse!
To be precise, he had already collapsed.
"Damn it, I must tear him to pieces!"
This was the Fifth Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Poyue, gritting his teeth in rage.
Of course, at present, the Fifth Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Poyue, could only grind his teeth.
If there were a medicine for regret in this world, the Fifth Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Poyue, would definitely take one immediately!
If time could be reversed, what the Fifth Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Poyue, most wanted was to go back to three years ago. If given another choice, even if beaten to death, he would not want to provoke Ye Zhen again.
