Until this moment, the emperor was still thinking dirty thoughts! Preston Chen felt angry. He really wanted to jump off the beam, but Master Yuwen appeared with such force and force that he felt a fear that he could not conceal. Jumping down will only lead to death.
Brother Zhang, are you just going to watch Miss Cyril wait for death? He looked at Zhang Lie. But Zhang Lie remained motionless. Grand Master Yuwen had already taken a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, just tie me up and stop struggling."
Tuoba Cyril struggled to get up, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her parents both died at the hands of Sui soldiers, and the person she hated most in her life was the emperor of the Sui family. She didn't care about her own life if she could kill him. But just now, he clearly had a golden opportunity, but he was hit several feet away by Grand Master Yuwen with a random blow. This opportunity has been lost forever. She struggled to stand up and said bitterly: "Bah! Just kill me!"
Maybe it was an illusion, Preston Chen felt a look of pain on Master Yuwen's face for a moment. Is he unwilling to kill Tuoba Cyril? Before he could think about it, Grand Master Yuwen had already raised a hand as bright as white jade.
At this moment, a figure swooped down above him like a big eagle, and a voice like spring thunder sounded: "Yuwen boy, take a stab at me!"
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