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The gentle wind blew through Li Dao's hair, causing his face to be covered in dried blood.

Huang Rong picked up Guo Qing's severed palm, tears streaming down her face. She held Guo Qing's waist with one hand as she called out to him in a soft voice.

Yang Zhao turned around and glanced at Guo Jing, his eyes filled with pain.

"Big brother, don't kill my Uncle Guo! He's the best person in the world for me! You can't kill him!"

Yang Zhao looked at Li Dao's ice-cold eyes and shook his head. His eyes were filled with pleading.

"In the future, get out of my way. I don't need you to plead for me. Let's not compromise with him. Remember what I taught you? Hurry and get out of the way. "

Guo Qing's forehead was dripping with sweat. Veins popped out on his sallow square face as he loudly berated.

However, this shout affected his wounds, causing him to suck in a breath of cold air.

"Big brother Jing, don't say anymore, I beg of you, don't say anymore." Huang Rong took Guo Jing's broken palm and sobbed until her body started to twitch.

Yang Zhao didn't pay any attention to Guo Jing as he stared into Li Dao's eyes. "Eldest brother, as a brother, I've never begged you before. This time, I'm begging you. Don't kill my Uncle Guo."

Yang Guo said as he kneeled in front of Li Dao and stubbornly looked at him. He couldn't let his sworn brother kill the person he loved.

"In the future, get up. Get up. Men have gold under their knees, kneel to the heavens and kneel to their parents, get up, get up immediately! "

Guo Jing was furious beyond belief. The veins on his forehead writhed like malevolent earthworms, and his face was terrifyingly black. Huang Rong pressed down on Guo Qing's severed palm, preventing blood from flowing out.

"You're too noisy! Get out of the way, or I'll kill you too!"

Li Dao's expression was frighteningly cold. He opened his mouth and spat out a few words, raising his sword high up in the air.

"No, Big Bro, you can't kill Uncle Guo, you can't!"

Yang then leapt out and hugged Li Dao's thigh. Tears and snot flowed out as he rubbed them against Li Dao's pant leg.

"I'll say it again, get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll kill you too. "

Li Dao's voice was ice-cold, without a single trace of emotion.

"In the future, quickly get out of the way. Uncle Guo will never surrender to this kind of evil demon. If you still recognize me as your Uncle Guo, then quickly get out of the way."

"No, I'm not! Uncle Guo, I don't want you to die!" "Big brother, if you really want to kill Uncle Guo, then kill me first."

Yang looked up, his head held horizontally across his neck, and he couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

"You really think I won't kill you?"

The purple blade of the sword reflected the cold light of the setting sun. Li Dao's face was as hard as iron, and his killing intent was overflowing.

Yang Lao didn't say anything. He raised his head and raised it to look at Li Dao stubbornly.

"After a while, get out of the way, get out of the way!" Sword Demon, the one you want to kill is me, so don't implicate others. Yang Tong is your sworn brother, you can't kill him. "

Guo Jing panicked. He wanted to push Huang Rong aside and rush forward to stop Li Dao, but how could he push Huang Rong away when she had a broken hand and was greatly weakened?

Li Dao's eyes flashed as he raised his long sword. "Okay, you asked for it."

As he spoke, he was about to swing his sword, but in the end, he didn't.

"Forget it, let them go." "I don't blame him." The clear voice was ethereal, like the voice of a fairy. Little Dragon Lady lay on Li Dao's shoulder and said softly.

Yang looked up at Xiao Long, tears flowing down her cheeks.

Guo Jingxin was astonished. He had injured Little Dragon Girl, but now that the woman said she didn't blame him, how could Guo Jing not be shocked?

Hope blazed in Huang Rong's eyes. If there was anyone who could stop this god of slaughter, it would be Little Dragon Lady.