Hong raised his eyes, looking down at where the living roots had also wrapped around his elder brother Fei Er, AYao, Sang Tao, and Jie Valley warriors.
"Older brother!" worried about the condition of his brother who was seriously injured while the living roots were also sharp thorns and made wounds all over their bodies, even himself.
"Ekh, let them go, what do you want? Don't you want me, didn't you? Just kill me and let everyone go, ekh, let them go!" Hong cried trying to free himself, but the more he moved the tighter the roots wrapped around his body, making him suffocate, and began to have difficulty breathing because of the roots binding his chest.
"Eh"
Sang Tao seeks to sever living roots with his sword. While the roots wrapped around Fei er's helpless body squished him tighter and make him spit out fresh blood.
"Young Master" he cried.
Sang Tao's voice made Hong even more panicked, that root could have killed his brother.
"No, brother!"
