"Wanlisha, you do so many evil things. Do you do it yourself or let me do it?" Ye Mo narrowed his eyes.

Wanlisha's expression was very calm. He threw the long sword in his hand to the ground and suddenly laughed wildly: "Even if you are a cultivator, what about you? Let me tell you the truth, even if you don't kill me, I can't live for too long, because I have already had a terminal illness."

Ye Mo was a little surprised when he heard Wanlisha's words. He used his spiritual sense to search and found that Wanlisha's body was already full of holes and its internal organs were covered by tumors.

In other words, Wanlisha is now terminally ill, and even the gods of Daluo cannot save him.

As he spoke, thousands of miles of sand suddenly spitted blood, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly lost his energy. He was a little unsteady, but fortunately he sat cross-legged on the ground.

"As the saying goes, people are good at dying. I, Wanlisha, have never thought that I am a good person in my life. When I was young, Zhang Kuang Wuji did a lot of bad things. Maybe I am the bad person in your eyes." Wanlisha said to himself, his face full of memories of the past.

"Li Feng, you are very good. Do you know why I didn't kill you? It's not because of the cultivator around you, but because I confirm that the City of Cangyue can be carried forward in your hands after I die." Wan Lisha said honestly.

Wanlisha's words not only shocked Ye Mo, but even Li Feng stood there as if he was struck by lightning, looking confused. He didn't understand why it suddenly became like this.

In his eyes, Wanlisha had a deep hatred, and he was the one who would die. But now suddenly Wanlisha let go of his hatred and seemed to have become a teacher, so Li Feng was a little unacceptable for a moment.

"You can take my life away now, or let me live for two or three more days. It doesn't matter to me. After I die, Wan Qing will collapse directly and the extent you can do it depends on your ability." Wanlisha said with a star-studded blue mountain.

Seeing Wanlisha's tone and expression of speaking, Ye Mo judged that everything Wanlisha said should be true. This man's words seemed to make people in the elegance of autumn, as if he had entered a season of yellow leaves.

A generation of heroes ended here. He did not dare to commit many sins in Wanlisha Zengjing, but the feeling of desolation he revealed at this moment also made Ye Mo and Li Feng feel the same.

Ye Mo stepped forward, but Li Feng thought Ye Mo was going to take action, so he quickly reached out and grabbed Ye Mo: "Mr. Ye, let me forget it, this Wanlisha will die soon, why bother to make your hands dirty? Let him live for a few more days."

Seeing Li Feng beside him, Ye Mo shook his head and said very rarely: "The most taboo thing for those who do big things is the kindness of women. I am not teaching you that your heart is as cold as iron, nor is it that you make you cruel, but that you must be decisive in doing things, and you cannot ignore each other, nor do you have emotional activities."

During the days when Ye Mo and Li Feng were together, he had discovered that Li Feng is indeed ambitious, ambitious and capable, but his biggest disadvantage is that he is too kind.

Sometimes kindness can become a burden to a person. Kindness is a virtue for ordinary people, but kindness is the biggest disadvantage for a hero or a leader.

A kind person or a soft-hearted person can never accomplish great things, because the various ties he encounters in daily life are enough to consume his spirit to a certain extent.

Although Ye Mo taught you Li Feng a lesson, he did not blame Li Feng in his heart. Instead, he felt that Li Feng was very warm in his work and was a rare candidate for friends.

Since Wanlisha has not lived for a long time, there is really no need to take his life. Ye Mo took Li Feng again and quietly left Wanlisha’s headquarters where Wanlisha is located.
Chapter completed!