Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

This scene is very strange.

But the man understands that Liu Zhengyang is the strong one! Even more tyrannical than the master.

Thinking of this, his eye sockets became moist, and finally started crying loudly.

Liu Zhengyang didn't bother him, but waited quietly.

"Want to restore strength?"

The man in front of him was a warrior before, and his strength was not low, otherwise it would not be possible to persist in his state and still be alive.

It was just that his body meridians were blocked, which should have been caused by a serious injury, plus he had been in a state of being enslaved, and he simply didn't have the time and ability to recover from his injuries.

"What...what?"

The man looked at Liu Zhengyang with a bit of astonishment.

In his view, his future is already in darkness. He never thought that one day someone would stand in front of him and tell him that his injury might recover!

"Is it really possible?"

The man's voice trembled a little, and his eyes were filled with prayer.

"Of course! But I want to know what you will do when you meet a foreigner!"

Liu Zhengyang looked directly into his eyes.

"Haha! Defeat my hometown to the death!"

A look of regret flashed on the man's face: "At that time, I was cowardly, mixed with refugees, and then caught here as a slave until now! I regret every day and want to die, but I don't have the courage!"

After speaking, he raised his head and stared at Liu Zhengyang with shining eyes: "But I will never do this in the future! Compared to this dark life, I would rather die! Fight to death!"

"What's your name?"

Liu Zhengyang asked suddenly.

"Wood wrong!"

"It's wrong, right? With this knife, as long as you don't die, I will recover your body injury!"

Liu Zhengyang moved his foot and directly kicked a sword into the air.

The sword was firmly stuck in front of Mu Cuo.

Mu Cuo hardly hesitated. He grabbed the sword in front of him, and the memory flowing in the bones of the warrior was awakened, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

Once he gave up his weapon because of cowardice, but this time, he would rather die than give up!

"kill!"

Although Mu Cuo's body was thin and his body was already at its limit, his eyes suddenly lit up when he was holding the sword. It was an explosion of spirit and willpower!

Under such circumstances, Mu Cuo was able to fight because of his breath!

As long as this qi does not relax, his combat effectiveness will rise qualitatively at this time!

Those foreigners began to rush towards Mucuo.

The slaves in their eyes dared to pick up the knife. This is the greatest insult to them!

Mu Cuo is not afraid, even if he has only one person, even if his body has reached the limit state, but there is only one thought in his heart.

kill!

Kill the beasts in front of you!

What exactly these beasts did to the Xilin people, no one has more say than someone who has witnessed him!

fighting!

The war knife quickly smashed the blade, Mu Cuo directly threw the war knife aside, and then roared like a beast, rushed to a foreigner, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's throat.

In this way, he scared the foreigners, looking at Mu Cuo in horror, his body began to retreat subconsciously.

"Remember this feeling. If you want to revive Xilin, you need this fierceness!"

Liu Zhengyang's voice rang in his ears.

But Hou Mu was too late to react, only feeling that his eyes went dark, and he passed out completely.