Chapter 1705

But now, Li Yundong's growth rate is extremely amazing. Even his martial uncle saw him and dared not even fight, so he ran away in a hurry!

Ziyuan knew that her idea was the same as putting a twisted rope around Yan Fang's neck. For the rest, Yan Fang only needed to bring it to the door. Then Li Yundong twisted the rope, and Yan Fang couldn't escape!

Although Ziyuan confirmed that Yan Fang had entered the devil's way and was blinded by hatred, she still couldn't bear it. After all, this is her fellow martial uncle!

Ziyuan whispered, "Li Yundong, can you promise me that if Yan Fang is willing to abandon her past grievances and if she is willing to surrender her pride and frost, can you let her live?"

Although Li Yundong had guessed what Ziyuan wanted to say, he hesitated when he heard this. After a while, he raised his eyes and said seriously: "Ziyuan, you can say that you are half of my teacher. If I really catch Yan Fang, if she is really willing to stop and hand over Ao Wushuang, I can let her live. This is also a reward for your kindness."

Ziyuan sighed softly: "then I'll thank you for linggong sect. Anyway, she's also my martial uncle. If you're willing to let her go, I'm very grateful to you."

Li Yundong said with a smile: "however, I think she is a person who doesn't cry when she doesn't see the coffin. She probably won't stop!"

Ziyuan was worried, and Dai frowned: "there's no way. This is her life and the life of our linggong sect!"

Seeing that Ziyuan was unhappy, Li Yundong's eyebrows hugged and frowned, just like Xizi's heart. His heart suddenly softened for no reason. He sighed: "forget it, as long as she is willing to hand over her pride and frost, whether she repents or not, I'll let her go, but only this time, there will be no next time!"

Ziyuan knew that there was a deep resentment between Yan Fang and fox Zen. Li Yundong could make the biggest concession. She was moved for a moment and said softly, "thank you."

They looked at each other and immediately dodged away, as if two small sparks suddenly collided in the night, which aroused a little light and quickly dimmed.

Li Yundong felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere at this time. He coughed, quickly turned off the topic and said, "by the way, I have another very important thing to trouble you!"

Ziyuan has been worried about Li Yundong's life and death fight with her martial uncle. She felt uncomfortable in the middle. At this time, she got Li Yundong's promise. She immediately put down the big stone in her heart. The whole person was much more relaxed. She smiled and said in a quiet voice like autumn leaves: "what do you want from Li Xianren, little woman?"

Su Chan's beauty is like early spring, sometimes playful, lovable, sometimes charming and intoxicating; sometimes, her charm from the inside is like continuous spring rain, lingering to the bone, sometimes, her casual innocence is like the Mottled sunshine in the shallow shade jungle, brilliant and gratifying.

The beauty of Zhou and Qin is like winter and summer. When it is cold, it is like the cold winter of March 9. There is no trace of vitality in the frozen place for thousands of miles. There is a desolate and decisive beauty in the lonely place. But when she is in love, she seems to be burning three times. She wants to burn herself to ignite and warm each other.