Su Luo whispered to comfort him, "If he lives his whole life and foolishly treats Li Yaoyao as a treasure, then life would be worse than death."
Zi Yan thought about it and felt that what Su Luo said made sense, but she was still filled with regret: "It's a pity that Second Senior Brother didn't see the true face of that bitch Li Yaoyao until the last moment. If he hadn't been so stubborn from the beginning, he wouldn't have died."
Su Luo smiled bitterly and shook her head: "If it wasn't at the last moment of his life, how could he have seen Li Yaoyao's true face?"
Only at the critical moment of life and death will Li Yaoyao's true face be revealed, and Situ Ming will despair. This is the disaster destined for Situ Ming.
"But it's good this way. You have a better chance of winning." Su Luo seemed to be in a good mood.
If Li Yaoyao and her team were completely wiped out, with four tower-like sturdy men joining Zi Yan's group, there would be six strong men in total. How would Beichen Ying and Zi Yan cope with them? Now, those four tower-like sturdy men should be dead.
"Those four people are not dead yet, and the outcome between them and Li Yaoyao has not yet been determined. It seems a bit premature to say this now." Zi Yan's expression contained a hint of worry.
Su Luo shook her head: "Just wait and see, Li Yaoyao really won't die this time."
As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but evildoers leave their mark for thousands of years. Li Yaoyao is destined to be that evildoer.
At this moment, the scene on the battle stage was quite funny.
Situ Ming fell down, but he died with his eyes wide open, looking straight in the direction of Li Yaoyao.
Li Yaoyao felt a chill down her spine and tremble in her heart when she saw his gaze. She huddled together and held onto the pillar, refusing to let go.
The four burly men, as if they had discussed it beforehand, walked step by step towards the pillar where Li Yaoyao was.
Step by step.
Every step made a loud noise.
A strong sense of oppression enveloped Li Yaoyao.
"No, don't come over, don't come over..." Li Yaoyao shook her head desperately.
However, the four strong men remained completely unmoved, their footsteps were in unison and the sounds were deafening.
Finally, the four of them stood in front of the column.
Above the cylinder, Li Yaoyao's legs were tightly clamped around the cylinder, refusing to come down no matter what.
Things are at a standstill here.
The four people below couldn't go up, and Li Yaoyao above couldn't come down.
With the death of Situ Ming, the influence of the blood sacrifice on them is gradually weakening.
Moreover, in their minds, there is no such thing as losing. There is only the eight words "fight to the end, and never give up until death."
The four strong men looked at each other and then stretched out their right hands in unison.
"Bang--" Four right fists slammed heavily into the cylinder.
Even the cylinder made of deep-sea black iron could not withstand their full force attack.
The cylinder shook, and Li Yaoyao on it let out a sharp scream.
Su Luo frowned: "Why do I feel that the strength of those four iron tower strong men has recovered a little?"
Nangong Liuyun frowned: "Well, the effect of the blood sacrifice is gradually disappearing."
Su Luo stared at Li Yaoyao with a look of surprise. If she came down now, Li Yaoyao could still win, but as time passed, her chances of winning would gradually decrease until she died.
"Tell her about this." Su Luo said helplessly.
She didn't want to save Li Yaoyao, but she didn't want to waste the blood sacrifice that Situ Ming had exchanged for his life.
If Li Yaoyao died and the four strong men recovered to their original strength, Zi Yan and the others would be in trouble.
"Li Yaoyao, come down quickly. You can still win now, but do you think you can escape when the influence of the blood sacrifice disappears?" Zi Yan made a trumpet shape with her hands and shouted loudly.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
