Chapter 1508 Stop, Tyrant 45

'Bah', the handle held under the pair of slender fingers was broken inch by inch.

Long Er heard the voice, and looked at the king on the throne, only to see the blue veins bulging on his forehead, as if he was trying to endure something, suppressing something. A powerful dark aura lingered around him.

The king did not speak, and no one dared to move. They do not know whether the person lying on the ground is alive or dead.

Just then, the people on the ground moved.

The sharp-eyed person in the stands was the first to notice and exclaimed, "She moved, she's still alive."

"what!"

Gesang stood up abruptly, no longer caring about Feng Chi on the throne, and shouted loudly, "Yutang, stand up. Stand up."

The people around seemed to be infected, and stood up one by one, looking at her closely.

"stand up."

"stand up."

...

A loud call, instantly set the entire arena on fire, and a loud cry resounded through the sky.

The person on the ground, the ground supported by one hand, and then when the gravity of the body placed the hands that were already scarred and even exposed, her body fell down again, and a layer of dust was instantly rolled up.

Gesang burst into tears, "Yutang, stand up."

Bei Yutang only felt dizzy in front of her eyes, but a voice in her mind told her not to fall down, never to fall down.

She wants to live, to live.

A call came from her ear, and it seemed that a slender light was peeled off in front of her dim eyes, allowing her to see clearly ahead. The unyielding feeling in her body made her stand up.

Everyone saw Bei Yutang's swaying body, standing up in front of their eyes, the process was very long, just like seeing an old man in the twilight, shaking his body tremblingly.

She finally stood up.

Gesang wept with joy.

Feng Chi on the throne looked at the crumbling man covered in blood, and it became difficult to breathe. In the deep black eyes, staring at her tightly, no one can be seen again.

His heart throbbed in bursts of pain, as if slashing his heart.

Bei Yutang looked at Feng Chi, her red eyes were dyed red with blood. She looked at him coldly and unyieldingly, her voice hoarse, "I won."

The person on the throne disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of her.

Bei Yutang looked at the person who suddenly appeared, her expression as usual.

Feng Chi looked at these unyielding clear eyes, they were really beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't bear to kill her.

However, he knew that if he didn't kill her, sooner or later she would become his weakness and his deadly poison.

Feng Chi stretched out her hand and held her neck. With just a little force, she would end her life.

Bei Yutang felt the killing intent emanating from him, she did not panic, and asked in a calm voice, "Are you going to break your promise?"

His heart trembled slightly under the gaze of her cold and stern eyes that seemed to be able to see through his inner thoughts.

He didn't even dare to look at her.

He stretched out his hand to cover her eyes.

A tragic smile appeared on Bei Yutang's lips, and a low laughter overflowed from her mouth.

The laughter was like a pair of hands, gripping his neck tightly, making him unable to breathe.

It hurts so much, my heart is getting more and more painful.

Bei Yutang closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

She knew that she could no longer resist.

Whether it is life or death, it is up to him to decide.