The old priest shook his head slowly, but nodded firmly, "no matter how hateful Ao is, he was the leader of our Jianer clan, and there are more than 20 people who were killed by you. This is a blood feud, and we have to revenge him!"

"In that case, what else to say? I said, who prevents me to the Tibetan dragon stele, who must die!!! I'm talking about anyone, including these old and young women and children! "

Wang Mang's cold eyes showed his undisguised murderous intention, and the thunder knife in his hand swept the panic and fear of the Jian'er people!

"Ah... Can we leave some blood for our family? Can you stop killing me? "

When the priest heard Wang Mang's cold words, he almost couldn't hold the crutches in his hands. He looked at the familiar innocent faces behind him, and felt cramped in his heart!

"Husband, you can't just wipe out those who have the ability to resist. These old and young women and children don't seem to have any threat."

the red scale bow arrow in Liu Ying's hand tilted slightly downward, and looked at the frightened strange people with a trace of compassion between her eyebrows.

when Liu Ying finished, even the priest's eyes showed hope Ji, as long as you leave some blood for your family, you won't feel so guilty!

Wang Mang's face was firm, and his eyes showed his fierce intention to kill. He waved his hand to Liu Ying and said in a cold voice: "Xiaoying, the Tibetan dragon stele is on the top of the mountain. Whoever stops us, no matter who it is! You're all going to die

Wang Mang's words are not aimless. The stele of hidden dragon is around the corner. No matter the old, children, women and children, or even their former high school classmates, if they dare to stop them, their thunder knives will kill people!

Seeing this, Liu Ying sighed and looked sympathetically at the strange people gathered together. Wang Hu showed a ferocious and cruel smile and said in a cruel voice: "brother Mang, if you want me to say that, don't talk nonsense with this old man. Let's start attacking directly!"

Wang Mang looked at the priest who was leaning on crutches and looked desperate. He was also tapping the handle of the thunder knife with his fingers. He cried out, "if you go away now and don't stop us from going up the mountain, I promise not to kill you. Think about it. Is it worth your life for the sake of your people's hatred?"

Wang Mang said with a sly smile, "as long as you don't stop me, I'll never do it. You think about it!"

As Wang Mang said these two words, the previously despairing strangers were burning their thirst and hope for life again in their eyes. They eagerly looked at the priest in front of them, hoping that he could agree to such a request on behalf of their own people!

"No! There is no reason for the people not to avenge the death of the leader! "

When the old priest heard the commotion of the people behind him, he immediately understood what they thought, but he still slowly shook his head and refused Wang Mang's request.

"the priest is really selfish. Is he willing to take the whole family's life for the sake of a few dead people?"

Wang Mang sneered and yelled at the group of strangers: "I'll give you three minutes. If you don't let me go after three minutes, the enemy in front of me is my enemy!"

"Don't hold on, your highness. The leaders are dead. It's important for us to live. We'll keep the green hills here. If we don't shoot, we'll have no firewood to burn." A young man with sharp ears came forward to dissuade the priest and wanted to take him away quickly!

"I won't go!" The old priest gave a loud drink, threw away his crutch and looked at the burning fire in the center of the clan. His eyes sprouted a will to die!