"Who are you?" Zhao Yu said in a daze with blurred eyes.
"Xiao Yu! What did you say?! You don't recognize me?" A folding fan shook away the weapons of the Poison Dragon Society's minions. Sima Yulong looked surprised and turned around to grab Zhao Yu's hand.
"Ah!" Zhao Yu held his head with one hand and looked up to the sky, roaring, as if he was in great pain.
"Hahahaha! Zhao Yu! Listen to my order! Kill Sima Yulong!" Ye Li noticed that Zhao Yu was abnormal and knew that the poison given by the imperial master had an effect. He thought to himself: "Although this imperial master is disrespectful to me, this ecstasy needle is truly unparalleled in the world. It can make such a resolute Zhao Yu lose his mind! Sima Yulong, let's see how you die this time!"
Zhao Yu, who had lost his true nature, actually slashed at Sima Yulong with his sword after listening to the order...
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