“If Yun Luofeng has not shown up in front of my eyes when I count to three, then I swear I will let the ground be dyed red by the blood of this little kid of your Ancestral Dragon Tribe!” Feng Yongqing raised the long sword in his hand. His face was extremely cold and his ferocious eyes fell on the ghastly pale face of the little kid in front of him. He did not feel any sympathy in his heart for this little boy.
Old man/young man
“One… ”
“Two… ”
“Three!”
He counted very slowly, but his voice was hitting heavily like a big hammer.
Beautiful women (unimportant)
:The kid’s mother cried even more bitterly. She tried to free herself from the ropes tied to her body, and the despair in her eyes would break the heart of anyone who saw it.:
Yu Tian ( Villain )
Yu Tian cast a cold glance at them and said indifferently, “Don’t wait any longer. Just kill him.” They were just ancestral dragons. For human beings, what was the difference between a dragon and a beast?
Old man/young man
:Feng Yongqing no longer felt like wasting time on these ancestral dragons, so he slowly raised his hand up in the air, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly chopped down at the head of the little boy…:
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