Ye Qingcheng didn't care. He glanced at them roughly and paid no attention to them.,beside Jiangqu Wind, Chu Dust stared sternly at the messenger of the night god, "how dare you blaspheme",the night green Cheng looked grim and stared at Chu Dust, "he can not die, because it will be useful to keep it, and you " He's killing himself. "。