Ao Jian's voice, like a bell of mourning, quickly drained the war on the people.

Even Ao Ming felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Sure, even if he can block Ao hate heaven, but if all the people around him are killed, leaving him alone, what's the use?

"Seven elders, let's go!" Ao Jian showed a resolute look on his face and rushed towards a corpse in front of him.

He knew that if they were alive, Ao Ming would never give up on them and escape alone.

So he chose to die in front of Ao Moo!

"Nobody of you wants to run away today, all of...