"Ah ~!" Yama Ling roared and waved his hand. The ten motionless people's heads fell from their necks. They couldn't be more dead, but then they all stood up and walked out. This didn't mean that they had come back to life, but that they had become undead.
After doing all this, Yama Ling panted heavily as if he had just gone through a big battle. In fact, it was true. He had just gone through a big battle, a big battle in his heart. He knew that if he made a move, Lin Dong and the others would definitely hate him. From then on, it would be difficult for him to cooperate with Lin Dong and the others. However, he had to do this. This was a choice. He had to make a choice between the death of 1000 people, 2000 people, or 3000 people. No matter which one he chose, he had already lost. He had not only lost the lives of these one thousand people, but also the hearts of the people.
