The soul of the God of Yuedu was sealed in Eiyue Suzumiya. If she died, then their years of planning would undoubtedly turn into a bubble. Wangyue and others were naturally anxious.

"don't want!"

"Okay, okay, you win, we won't chase, we won't go."

"Put down your knife~"

Susanumen also looked at Suzumiya Eizuki with a little anxiety and promised: "I promise you to let him go, but you can't do stupid things anymore."

"Not only that, I also ask you to agree that from now on, I will not be allowed to chase my master."

"I want to make you guarantee that the Japanese martial arts will not hurt my master at all! We must not take the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, so that the master can return to the country safely!" Suzumiya Eiyue said again, with a firm tone, and there was no room for any turnaround.

“This ~”

"Can..."

Wangyuehe and others were a little hesitant.

At this time, Suzumiya Eiyue tried hard again, and the dagger in front of her penetrated several inches deeper.

It was almost time to cut the blood vessels, endangering life.

"Yue'er, don't be impulsive~"

"good."

"I promise you that Chinese juniors will return home safely!"

"In the future, I won't hurt him at all!"
Chapter completed!