"I... I... I..."
Chu Tianshu's heart was full of struggle. On one side, the Holy Land, where he had grown up, had always taught him diligently; our Soul Suppressing is one of the nine most prestigious forces in the entire True Realm.
Better to die than to bend an inch!
"Better to die than to bend an inch!" Chu Tianshu said word by word.
"Really? What a pity!" Rong Yan shook his head, slowly increasing the strength of his hand, his face slightly leaning in as he said, "At this moment, you still have some backbone. I'll admit you're not bad, but only just not bad!"
"Everything has to be based on strength!"
"Bang"
Red blood mixed with white brain matter splattered onto Song Changwen and Li Chengsong. Chu Tianshu's headless body fell to the ground with a dull thud.
Kafulan's pupils contracted, and she stepped forward two steps, her eyes slowly moistening.
"Kafulan!" Rong Yan frowned and said.
