That single glance made Li Miaoling's body tremble. Just now, he had sensed killing intent in Ye Lin's eyes—Ye Lin had truly wanted to kill him.
He had already followed these people for so long. What, were they still unwilling to let him go?
"Fine. I'll wait for you here."
Li Xiaoyao was no fool. He had already seen that a fight was impossible here, so his fantasy of taking on ten opponents by himself could only be buried in his heart.
"Let's go."
Ye Lin took Wang Tianyi and vanished from atop the city wall in a flash. Bao Xiaotou's eyes flickered, and with a single movement, he too disappeared.
At that moment, only Li Xiaoyao and Li Miaoling remained on the city wall.
Though his own clansmen passed back and forth all around him, Li Miaoling could not feel the slightest sense of safety.
He looked at Li Xiaoyao, who was sprawled on the ground before him without a care for appearances.
"You'd better not run around. Otherwise, I'll smash you to death with one blow of my hammer."
Li Xiaoyao raised the hammer in his hand and threatened Li Miaoling, whose heart harbored hidden schemes.
"Smash me to death? Then smash me to death right now. You saved my life anyway. If you kill me now, I'll simply be returning this life to you."
"Come on, smash me to death. I'm willing to die by your hand."
Smiling sweetly, Li Miaoling came to Li Xiaoyao's side and slowly sat down. Then he wrapped both arms around Li Xiaoyao's arm and pressed his entire body against him.
A trace of helplessness flashed through Li Xiaoyao's eyes. This person was simply far too shameless.
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