He didn't want to die like this. If he died like this, his identity as a traitor would be determined. After being passed back to the sect, the Zhao family where he was located would probably regard him as an abandoned son without hesitation and directly remove him from the clan. Not only would he die worthless, but he would also be infamous for thousands of years and be completely destined to the pillar of shame and be despised by the Qingluan Sect.

Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to die.

He is the direct lineage of Qingluan Sect, and his true roots are Miaohong. He is also one of the future senior leaders of Qingluan Sect. This is a practical thing that has been decided from the moment he was born.

How can you die like a feather?

"No, you can't kill me, Gu An, I am a disciple of the Zhao family, a direct disciple. If you kill me, my father will not let you go..."

"Hey, it's just a piece of stuff like you. If I were your father, I would probably want to shoot you on the wall." Tang Chong jumped down and sneered forward, "How can senior brother Gu do it alone when dealing with such a good thing in the traitor? I'll count it as one."

"Although I don't have a family, my senior brother is the most protective of his shortcomings. I just don't know if your Zhao family dares to come to the door."

Now, Zhao Hui's face became paler.

"Perfect me." At this moment, Fan Yun also spoke. He walked down. Although he was of the same lineage and it would be best not to speak at this moment, Zhao Hui's behavior undoubtedly greatly stimulated his bottom line. He stepped on the red line that he could not step on. If the senior brother's lineage could not understand, he would quit at most.

The younger brother treated them like a recreation. How could he not let this bastard go back alive and make things difficult for the younger brother.

With Fan Yun's fate, Zhao Hui was completely frightened.

Unable to help, he turned to look at another Yin God beside him, wanting him to say something.

Since Li Su appeared, Pingjing was arrested and stayed calm, and there was no sign of resistance at all. Yin Shen sighed at this moment, "It's so ugly. Junior Brother Zhao, I don't object to your thoughts. The Qingluan Sect should not have a second voice at the moment. But since you make a move, you must admit that we lost. Underestimate the talent of that junior brother. You are simply ashamed to join in."

"Junior Brother Gu, I hope you junior brother will be able to turn the tide and save Qingluan Sect Yushui..."

Before he finished speaking, the Yin God lowered his head, and his vitality spontaneously dissipated and his soul disappeared.

He has suicidal.

With his suicide, Zhao Hui couldn't help but tremble. He knew that he couldn't live anymore.

No, no, this is wrong, it shouldn't be like this, the plan shouldn't be like this. I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing! It's just a spy, why...?

Zhao Hui was dead, his eyes wide open, his eyes were twisted, and his face was unwilling.
Chapter completed!