4833: C4833 Use Blood as a Sacrifice(part I)

C4833 Use Blood as a Sacrifice(part I)

3"It's like this..." He muttered to himself, "No wonder you have such confidence. So that's how it is..."0

The voice of that green-robed disciple was extremely soft, and his tone carried an insuppressible trembling, causing Lin Hao to look at him with an even stranger gaze.

"So it turns out that this Imperial Tomb isn't left for us, Yaoguang's disciples..." His face that was originally suffused with a red light turned deathly pale, and his expression suddenly became dispirited. After that, he knelt down on the ground, and the tears at the corner of his eyes started to fall.

"Setting up such a huge formation and wasting so much energy from Yaoguang's sect, but it's just like what this foreign kid said, isn't this the inheritance left for us Yaoguang's disciples?!"

He pulled up his blood-stained and dusty sleeve and covered his face. He lost the courage to argue and argue. His back also bent deeply, and a weak cry came from behind his tattered sleeve.

Lin Hao scratched his head. He understood that this green-robed disciple knew about the existence of this death formation. That was why he felt that his faith had collapsed. For a moment, he didn't even care about his face and started crying.

However, there were so many people here, and although they looked at the green-robed disciple with puzzled gazes, there was also some sympathy in their eyes, causing the atmosphere to become very strange.

It made Lin Hao feel like he was the son of a government official who used his power to bully others. Today, he felt like he was beating and scolding a poor kid at the city gate. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, don't cry. You are so adult. If you encounter any problems, you will cry and cry. You are no longer a man, right?" He poked the other party's shoulder and his tone became much calmer.

The others thought he wanted to say something to comfort them, but Lin Hao sighed and said, "Anyway, you are all lonely souls under my sword. It is useless to be sad now, right?"

Hearing this, the people standing next to him couldn't help but roll their eyes at him. Their foreheads were full of black lines. They all thought, What kind of comfort is this?

However, Lin Hao didn't intend to comfort them. He just honestly told them the truth that was about to come.

The disciple in the green robe suddenly stopped crying. He put down the sleeve that covered his face and looked at Lin Hao with his red and swollen eyes.

"That's right. You're right. Today, we will all be the lonely souls in this Three Lives Pagoda." He forced a bitter smile and stood up shakily. He pulled out the sword on his waist, "But if I don't drag you to hell, I won't be able to rest in peace even if I die."

His eyes were filled with despair. More importantly, he felt relieved after he accepted his fate. It made the quiet crowd restless. They looked at each other before, and their fingers touched the hilt of the sword at their waists.

No matter how strong this young man in white was, he was just one. Although the pressure and killing intent were heavy, if everyone swung their swords... It would be difficult for him to fight four opponents with two fists. If fate were to favor them... Wouldn't that mean that he had picked up his life today?

However, Lin Hao suddenly smiled. He didn't even look at the sharp sword that was shining with cold light. His calm eyes quietly stared at the disciple's face. He touched his lips and said with certainty, "You don't intend to attack me."

Hearing this, the eyes of the people standing at the side turned back in unison. They looked at the disciple's face, waiting for his reply.

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