Suddenly, Zuo Zuo Zuo turned around and stabbed at Yu Zixuan's throat.
"Am I going to die?" Yu Zixuan was stunned. The ice-cold sword was already pressed against Yu Zixuan's lower jaw. As long as he exerted a little more force, he would not be able to save his life.
Yu Zixuan opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Why, why don't you kill me?"
Zuo Zuo put down his sword and looked to the side with a gloomy expression. He said softly, "Yi Tong, she is still waiting for you..."
At this time, all the black-clad men had been defeated. Yu Zixuan knew that the situation was over. He laughed to the sky and shouted in a bold voice, "Su Wenhong, I didn't expect that you bookworm could beat me. All right, all right, you can kill me or kill me as you like!" He glanced at Mo Yitong, walked to the fro
