Song Yuqiao stared at Yan Fang tightly. She hesitated for a while and suddenly clenched her teeth. She took off the gold hairpin from her hair, held it tightly with both hands, and walked towards Li Yundong trembling.

Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin exclaimed at the same time, "stop it!" "no!" and "dare you!!"

The little foxes also exclaimed, "don't kill him! The leader is the best man in the world. Don't kill him. If you want to kill us!"

When song Yuqiao heard them shouting, she trembled and stopped again. She looked at Su Chan and others, but saw their eyes looking at themselves in panic and begging, as if she wanted to die for Li Yundong.

Song Yuqiao hesitated for a moment. As soon as she hesitated, Yan Fang behind her immediately said loudly, "what are you hesitating about? These are all living fox spirits. They can do nothing but harm the world. Do you want to see the chaos in the world? Do you want to be the culprit for aiding the tyrants? After the chaos in the world, the people suffer, and you are the initiator!"

Song Yuqiao was shocked. She bit her teeth, forcibly moved her eyes and walked to Li Yundong again.

Song Yuqiao walked up to Li Yundong. She lowered her head, dragged her cry and said, "you, don't blame me, I don't want to!" as she said, she raised her gold hairpin high.

For a moment, the people who had been closing their eyes and luck couldn't help but open their eyes. They stared wide. They couldn't believe that Li Yundong, who could be dispersed by the Peacock King Ming, was going to die in the hands of such a weak girl?

The people saw that the gold hairpin was long and thin, extremely sharp, and the sharp spike reflected the dazzling light in the sunlight outside the building. For a moment, everyone's eyes were dazzled.

Song Yuqiao trembled, holding the gold hairpin, and was about to send it forward, but at this time, she couldn't help but pair up with Li Yundong. She saw Li Yundong looking at herself. Her eyes were not only free of hatred and anger, but very soft and full of sympathy.

This kind of vision was like warm sea water, which wrapped song Yuqiao tightly, and made her think involuntarily: he, why doesn't he hate me? Why do you look at me like that?

Song Yuqiao said in panic, "what do you think I do?"

Li Yundong smiled, sighed and said, "if you don't look at me, how do you know I look at you?"

Song Yuqiao immediately moved his eyes in horror: "I didn't look at you, don't look at me!"

Li Yundong smiled and said, "what you just looked at was not me, but your heart! Even if you look away, it's no use, because you can't face your heart. You don't believe I'm a bad person, do you?"

This sentence struck song Yuqiao like lightning. She trembled and opened her mouth involuntarily. A voice in her heart shouted: he would rather withdraw from the lotus picking conference than the fairy pen, but also take responsibility for his disciples. He was forced by the public to lose his qualification. Instead of making a bad remark, she turned the tide at the critical moment, Would such a brave man be a bad man? Would a person with such gentle and kind eyes be a bad person?