"Li, you just rest up, I'll borrow this for now, hehe… sigh."
The joy flashed across his face for only an instant, then turned to sorrow: the copper coin sword used by his own ancestor—when he himself needed it, he still had to sneak it away, and once he got it he even had to feel secretly pleased about it.
"You two take a breather."
Giving the Liang Sisters a "little break," Zhao Yi went up with the copper coin sword in hand and took their place.
From that moment on, their side shifted from a stalemate to the offensive.
But that dog had lost its memories, and naturally didn't have any sense of dignity either. Once it realized it was more and more unable to suppress this damn bunch in front of it, it started thinking about conserving strength and running away.
Tan Wenbin: "The taunt effect is dropping."
Zhao Yi: "Yeah. It's going to flee."
Tan Wenbin: "We have to block it. We can afford to pay a price."
