Zhao Zhao stared blankly at the two people fighting inside the Vajra Shield, frantically recalling the plot in his mind.
According to the plot, this fight should have happened a few days ago, but due to Zhao Zhao's intervention, it was delayed for a while, but the impact was not great.
If nothing unexpected happens, Sang Yinuo will win this time, because he fights without regard for his life, is cruel to himself, and is even crueler to Sang Yanyi.
But Sang Yanyi always left room for him.
So, one person used all his strength to kill with every move, while the other person was reluctant to make a move due to various concerns.
It is clear who wins and who loses at first sight.
There was no reason for Sang Yinuo not to notice Sang Yanyi's tiptoeing, and he roared, "I don't need you to give in! Do you look down on me?"
"Use all your strength!"
"Puff!" Sang Yanyi supported himself with the sword and spat out a mouthful of blood, but after taking two breaths, he picked up the sword and stepped forward again.
Seeing this, Sang Yinuo did not show any weakness and immediately fought back.
Gradually the sun rises in the east and its sunlight shines on the earth.
The outcome of the battle was decided, but it looked like Sang Yinuo was not going to let Sang Yanyi off so easily.
His anger had been pent up for a long time and needed to be vented urgently.
Outside the Diamond Shield, Zhao Zhao's eyes were calm, and he shouted loudly, "Brother!"
Sang Yinuo was the first to turn around.
Zhao Zhao grabbed the front of his shirt, his face pale. "I feel very uncomfortable. Can you please stop hitting me?"
In front of him was his own brother who had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and next to him was his own younger brother with a pale face.
He suddenly remembered that Zhaozhao was afraid of sunlight.
However, Sang Yanyi still wanted to stand up and looked determined to win, but Sang Yinuo knew that he had not used his full strength during the fight, and he stood up again and again as if to vent his anger.
Sang Yinuo had a complicated expression and said in a low voice, "Sometimes I really don't understand what you are thinking."
Sang Yanyi lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.
"It's extremely boring."
Sang Yinuo retracted the Soul Locking Chain, turned around and walked towards Zhao Zhao, saying, "No matter what, you lose anyway."
He picked up Zhao Zhao with his strong arms and raised his wide black sleeves to shield him from the sunlight.
"Black and White Impermanence, collect souls."
"Wait." Zhao Zhao suddenly spoke.
Sang Yinuo lowered his head, "What's wrong?"
"If you take his soul, he will die, right?"
Sang Yinuo nodded.
"But I don't want him to die."
"He was so gentle and weak, it would be a pity for him to die."
Although Zhao Zhao's words were childish, they clearly expressed his intentions.
Sang Yinuo understood. He curled his lips and smiled dangerously, "Zhao Zhao doesn't want me to collect souls?"
Zhao Zhao looked at him with determined eyes and nodded without hesitation.
Sang Yinuo just smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Zhao Zhao, are you...going to do the same as Sang Yanyi...and stop your brother's plan?"
Zhao Zhao lowered her eyes and said nothing, agreeing with what he said.
Sang Yinuo looked at him for a moment, then laughed, "I never thought that my resurrection plan, which I was determined to implement, would be stopped by even a kid like you who knows nothing."
He lifted Zhao Zhao's head, his expression unclear. "But Zhao Zhao, I won't give up because of anyone or anything."
"If you don't like it, then don't follow me~"
Sang Yinuo put Zhao Zhao down, and without his robe to cover him, he was exposed to the sunlight again.
Zhao Zhao felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily, so he sat down heavily on the ground.
Sang Yinuo suppressed his surging emotions and just looked at him steadily, waiting for him to express his opinion.
"Zhao Zhao, who do you want to follow?"
His face was calm and unconcerned, but his eyes were closely observing Zhao Zhao's situation. His hands, hidden under his sleeves, were clenched tightly into fists, and veins were bulging.
Zhao Zhao just lowered his head, but Sang Yinuo knew very well that he was unwilling to compromise with him.
Logically speaking, since Zhao Zhao didn't know what was good for him, he should have turned around and left without hesitation, but in reality, his legs seemed to be welded to the ground and he couldn't move them no matter what.
A trace of pity flashed in his eyes. That was his younger brother whom he took great care of, the younger brother who had never suffered any injustice. But now, in the sunlight that he was afraid of, he was sweating profusely and his face was as pale as paper.
However, he could give in to Zhao Zhao in everything except collecting souls.
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