"Traitors, all deserve to die." Li Jianyue said this with an expressionless face, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Li Jianshu just lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyelids, and did not look at Xuan Mo, who was covered in blood, eyes wide open, and obviously unblinking: "If it is betrayal without knowing it, it is not betrayal."
Li Jianyue did not answer the question, but stared at Li Jianshu closely, her face still expressionless, and there were faint tears in her eyes.
Both of them were strangely silent, but the silence did not last long. Li Jianyue had already stepped forward and took the initiative.
Li Jianshu had already felt Li Jianyue's movements, but did not move. He closed his eyes silently, waiting for Li Jianyue to pierce his heart with the sword, just like the previous times, but he was afraid that this time he would not be as lucky as the previous times and was saved from life and death.
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