Chapter 812

solutely charged towards Zhao Ping An."No, he's sacrificing himself to let Xuan Yin escape!""Halt!"Zhao Wujie, you are courting death!The pursuers all became flustered, wanting to chase after Xuan Yin...Chapter 812

Even though he's a father!

Zhao Ping'an looked into her eyes, and then saw the tear marks on her neck. His imposing manner instantly softened.

He nodded and said, "I understand. Rest assured, I won't kill him, nor will I harm anyone in the Nangong family."

Upon hearing this.

Suddenly, NanGong Lie, NanGong Xue, and all the members of the NanGong family were filled with hope.

...in the next second, let them despair even more.

"They are all about to die, so why bother with them"

Zhao Ping'an bowed his head and said, “Master Yue, just now you said that you would spare one day of life for yourself. I am a kind person, so I have spared seven days of life for all the people of your Nangong family!”

"You can still live for seven days, enjoy yourself!"

What!

Remember this for one second

Upon hearing this, the Nanguang family members were filled with extreme fear and despair.

The most devastating thing in the world isn't death.

... but to know the exact date of death!

"No... no, it won't do!"

Nan Gong Lie used all his strength to utter a few words.

Is this how we're being wiped out!

Zhao Ping'an was too lazy to say anything more. He picked up Nangong Rou and walked through the air, quickly leaving. He slowly said, "Don't worry, I just scared them..."

I have to admit, the Nangong family only has a good daughter, otherwise annihilation would be light!

But that will also let them half-dead!

Nangong Rou suddenly smiled, like a water lily swaying in the water.

.......

The Li Family!

"Oh no, what are we going to do!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

"There are still seven days left, only seven days left!"

The people of the Nángung clan wept bitterly, their cries echoing through the heavens.

Nan Gong Lie rallied his spirits and ran to Li Hanyang’s face, pleading, "Master, please help me, please help me, I beg you, I don't want to die!"t’s a pity,” Huang Nanzong sighed suddenly. “Such a talented young man who could kill eleven Martial Emperors. If he joined my Baolong clan and was cultivated for some time, he might not become a prom...