C185 (1/2)

The blood stains on his grave and stern face had dried, causing the muscles on Li Dao's face to be somewhat stiff. He was unable to make an expression.

”Long'er doesn't blame you, but I can't forgive you!”

Under the setting sun, Li Dao's snow-white robes were dyed with blood, blending perfectly with the sky.

He lifted his foot and knocked Yang Zhao away, while emitting an ice-cold aura from his sword.

”Don't kill my Uncle Guo, don't kill him!” Do you remember when we became sworn brothers, you said we shared good fortune and good fortune. You said it yourself! ”

Yang got up again and held Li Dao's thigh, tears and snot streaming down his face.

”Yangguo, get up. Nothing I've said counts, but not this time. I can't forgive him. ”

Actually, Li Dao didn't have any complicated feelings towards Yang Tong, but after all, they had all drank together.

”Big brother, if you insist on killing Uncle Guo, can I give you my life?”

Yangguo stood up, wiped away the tears and snot on his face, and said seriously.

”Sword Demon, if you have anything to do with me, I will take responsibility for it, don't implicate others!”

Guo Jing struggled with all his might, but Huang Rong was firmly protecting him, preventing him from rushing forward.

Li Dao was expressionless. Under normal circumstances, he would only have two emojis: a smile, or a sneer. However, Li Dao didn't have much time to sneer.

Now he wanted to sneer, but the dried blood on his face limited his expression.

”Great Hero Li, I know that Brother Jing did wrong this time. ”But you also cut off one of his hands. For the sake of Seventh Young Master and my father, please cancel out this matter.”