"Please, you ..."
At this point, ding buqi's eyes widened, and his hands tightened around Lin Yi before letting go.
After Zhong buli, ding buqi also fell.
The fate of these two people was just like their names, they would never leave each other.
Lin Yi sighed and closed ding buqi's eyes. He carried her body out of the living room.
As for the traitors on the ground, Lin Yi took the spoils of war when he passed by and formed a ball of icy fire to burn them all to ashes.
These traitors were probably the Guardians who controlled the great formation of the city. Sure enough, they were jackals of the same tribe as protector Jiang. In that situation, they didn't protect yinduan city at the first moment, but joined forces to seize power.
Outside the living room was an exquisite courtyard. Lin Yi blasted a hole in the middle of the courtyard and buried ding buqi and Zhong buli, then made a simple gravestone.
