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Chapter 407 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (81)

After all, Tan Sang didn't understand him, he always only liked her.

This is who he really is.

Waves of devilish energy slashed at Tan Sang's face.

Samuel turned around and put Tan Sang's head against his chest with one hand, and formed a protective shield in the other hand.

He looked down at the tram and "Di Yao" who had the most annoying face, his eyes became deeper.

Samuel directly used his hand as a weapon, madly confronting Di Yao's blood-devouring sword that had not yet been swallowed by him.

"Di Yao" snorted, and was pushed half-kneeling on the ground by Samuel.

The devilish energy scattered on the ground, and there seemed to be the sound of animals crying.

Samuel held the sword in his hand again. The blade was originally bright, but now that he had sucked enough magic energy, the blade actually glowed faintly with red light.

He looked at the man.

A voice hovered in his head.

kill him,

Yes, kill him!

Kill him, and the woman won't see anyone else.

And this man,

Just wanted to kill Sangsang...

The sharp sword pointed at Di Yao faintly with a whistling sound.

At the moment when Samuel was about to make a move, before the little girl in red collided with the blood-devouring sword, Samuel pursed his lips and looked at the person who came by coldly.

She opened her arms: "You can't do this!"

"Step aside!"

He had red eyes, "Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"

She didn't back down at all, she even rushed towards Di Yao's knife for the sake of Di Yao's dead body!
The sword that had absorbed the magic energy screamed in Samuel's hand.

Tan Sang refused.

Little slaves can't kill Di Yao!
If Tan Sang remembers correctly, when the little slave was expelled by the Dragon Clan.

He should have used it as a sacrifice to calm the grievances of the land, but Di Yao interceded for Samuel that day, so the patriarch of the Dragon Clan did not kill Samuel.

But that day, the patriarch of the dragon clan made Samuel swear.

In order to survive, the little slave naturally made an oath.

Tan Sang still remembered some of the contents, probably what it was.

In this life, I will not harm Di Yao, and I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. If there is any violation of this oath, I will be burned by fire, and my heart will be tortured!
will die!
In fact, the oath is not important, but Samuel made the oath under the dragon gods in the forbidden area.

This oath cannot be broken in this life.

And "Zhai Qi" probably grasped this point, and wanted to let the little slave die for violating his oath.

Therefore, Tan Sang must not give in. If she gives in, Samuel will die.

Two people, one didn't move, the other refused to let go, neither of them spoke, the atmosphere was tense and explosive.

Sure enough, he, Samuel, was nothing in her eyes!

He's just a poor wretch who wants more than he wants!

Tan Sang saw the pain in the eyes of the young man in front of him, but he still forced his cold eyes.

He stared at her, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened imperceptibly:
"Why, how could you treat me like this! Obviously..."

Can't you see my sincerity?Can't see that I'm protecting you!

The sword under his hand sensed his emotions, and his evil spirit was surging.

"I'm going to kill you."

Samuel's eyes were bloodshot, he stared at Tan Sang, he didn't know if he would bleed or cry in the next moment, and shouted hoarsely: "I'm going to kill you!"

Samuel stepped forward with the sword in his hand.

Tan Sang gritted his teeth, still refusing to back away.

The white magical aura gathered at her fingertips, and she went down to input him.

An ethereal, clean and inconceivable aura intertwined on his body.

The next moment it was completely shattered.

"enough!"

He drew his sword and stepped forward quickly.

Obviously it was only a moment, but that moment passed very slowly, so slow that time seemed to be frozen.

Tan Sang was ready to be stabbed by Samuel, but who knew that the sword that was thrusting towards her was held by the man just a few inches away from her shoulder.

She raised her eyes and saw a pair of fragile red pupils close at hand.

(End of this chapter)