"No!" She shook her head decisively, "How could a guy like that die?!"
Raising her lips, she grabbed the gun and strode out of the room, about to fly up.
"Xiao Li!" Zhuo Yang came forward in surprise, "Where are you going?!"
"I'll go find him!" Mo Li took a step forward and walked around him to leave.
"Xiao Li!" Zhuo Yang reached out and grabbed her arm, his tone full of uncontrollable distress.
"I'm fine!" Li Moli smiled lightly and pushed his palm away, "I know you can't find him. If you want to find him, I have to go!"
Mei Hao got up, rushed over, and blocked her way, "Sir, please calm down!"
"I'm very calm now!" Li Li pushed his palm away displeasedly, his body moved slightly and he got up.
"Mo Li!" Zhuo Yang flew up and grabbed her hand in mid-air.
Mo Li frowned and raised his gun to greet him.
The two of them exchanged three moves in mid-air, and Mo Li's spear thrust out, stopping dangerously at his throat.
"Yi Yang, I'm warning you, don't think that because it's you, I won't dare to take action. Mingyue must have been seriously injured yesterday, and she must be waiting for me to find him somewhere now!"
"He's dead!" Zhuo Yang said softly.
"No!" Li Li roared angrily, "He will not die. If you dare to say the word death again, I will kill you now!"
"Kill!" Zhuo Yang lowered his arms, "If my death can make you feel better!"
"You..." Mo Li raised his eyebrows angrily, turned his wrist slightly, and thrust the spear point forward a little. The sharp spear point directly pierced Zhuoyang's skin, and crystal blood beads overflowed. Shaking his arm, she suddenly
He slapped the gun body on his body, knocking Zhuo Yang out of mid-air, then took a false step and flew up to the ridge of the roof.
"Mo Li!" Zhuo Yang fell to the ground, and the broken wing that had just recovered was hit again and the wound opened and blood spilled out, but he ignored it completely and just shouted loudly, "Whether you want to admit it or not, he
Dead, dead, dead!"
He understood that she felt distressed.
Because he has experienced similar pain, and he feels the same way. Saying this is tantamount to adding salt to her wounds, but in order to make her wake up, he must do this.
"Nonsense!" Li Li turned his face and looked at him condescendingly from the rooftop, "Ming Yue will not die. He promised me, he promised me, he said he will not die, he always keeps his word.
You will never fail to speak to me!"
Getting up from the ground, Zhuo Yang flew onto the ridge of the roof, stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms, and gently patted her back, "Xiao Li, I know, I know you are in pain, even though Mingyue is gone now,
But there are still many things for you to do right now. This Buli City was given to you by him. You definitely don’t want this city to be destroyed, as well as his Ming Dynasty and his dream. Don’t you want to help?
Is he done?!"
Li Qiye's face was leaning on his shoulder, and his whole body was trembling.
"If you want to cry, just cry!" Zhuo Yang comforted softly.
Li Qiye did not cry, but straightened up and took a step back from his arms.
"Xiao Li?!" Looking at her gloomy eyes, Zhuo Yang's eyes became more and more worried, "Are you okay?!"
"I'm fine!" Li Li gave him a comforting smile, "You're right, I still have a lot of things to do. I'll go find him again after finishing these things!"
Flying back to the ground, she strode towards the study, "Let everyone come see me!"
Mei exchanged glances with the fallen Yi Yang, "Master, is she really okay?!"
"Hey!" Yi Yang sighed, "I can only take my time. Now, just do as she asked!"