C769 Death on duan mountain!

Unknowingly, Zuo Yu seemed to see his clansmen lying in pools of blood, one by one. Their screams, curses, and glowering eyes echoed faintly in his ears.

"No!" Zuo Quanyu suddenly let out a miserable scream, waving his palm and slamming it onto the top of his head.

He could not sell out his clansmen, and he could not endure the torture. Death was his only choice