Chapter 55: Sorry, I’m Not a Good Person
Cao Bin immediately turned around, just in time to see the man throw a dagger at him. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger and shot him dead with a single bullet to the head.
The remaining people at the scene were stunned.
How were they supposed to fight now? Their opponent had a gun and flawless marksmanship, while they were armed only with little fruit knives and iron rods—wasn’t this just throwing their lives away?
The two men, despite their helplessness, still forced themselves to eat the “chocolate beans.” After swallowing, Jiang Haoxuan even stuck out his tongue to show Zhou Zekai.
Looking up at the production crew, it seemed obvious that for a show like this filmed in the mountains, they should have brought some insect repellent and first aid supplies.
By now, evening was drawing near. The sun was setting, the sky ablaze with clouds, and the last rays of light bathed the main square of Ouyang Fortress in a soft crimson glow.
When they finally reached this side, those who could enter the inner gate and persist in practicing swordsmanship—even if they hadn’t yet grasped its true meaning—had, for the most part, already found their direction. At this point, it was possible to probe into deeper realms.
Even more peculiar, beside the snake’s saliva vine lay a black serpent four or five meters long. From its mouth, drops of venom fell constantly onto the roots of the vine.
“Who are you?” Zhou Qimin, though familiar with Hathaway and acquainted with Colonel Paul, did not recognize Tank.
Yan Changlan sheathed the Blunt Thunder Sword, then with a gentle flick of the Azure Wind Sword, pried open the two shells of the giant clam.
Father Zhou could not fathom how his obedient son could hide so much from his own family. Did his son trust them so little? In that instant, his fatherly heart felt deeply wounded.
After coming to a halt in midair, Feng Qingyang and the others turned in perfect unison, their gazes all converging on the source of the loud shout.
Because their recent training had been sporadic and inconsistent, Ye Lei decided they would train a few more days. Only once everyone’s physical condition improved would he move on to more challenging tasks.
From the start, recruiting soldiers wasn’t Liao Xi’s real goal. What he truly wanted was for Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong to know where he was.
Naturally, Liao Xi couldn’t just wait at home for death. Gripping the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Lance, astride the galloping White Dragon Horse, his eyes turned cold and his demeanor icy, he held his weapon tightly. Behind him stood two thousand soldiers and other valiant generals, but of these, only a thousand men were left for Du Ruhui.
Jiang Mingchuan hadn’t expected the situation to be so grave, which explained why they had kept it secret from Fu Dianchen and Nangong Jinghong. He had always wanted to know what they were discussing, but now that he knew, the satisfaction of finally learning the secret was replaced by a heavy weight on his heart.
As they spoke, the two finally arrived at the True Ruins. Uchiha Madara stood within, and Leone laughed. “All right, close your eyes and sense the power of this True Ruin. Perhaps you’ll gain some insight!”
Liao Xi sighed and said, “But must His Majesty really give up the throne? Has he forgotten the late emperor’s trust?” The relationship between Liao Xi and Liu Bian had long transcended that of ruler and subject; he had never entertained such thoughts.
Pushing open the grand doors of the Lute and Zither Palace, the Heavenly Emperor took Meier by the hand and walked along a path winding through the flowers. The cool breeze brought the delicate fragrance of a hundred blossoms, and for a moment, Meier felt strangely lightheaded.
Stepping into the white light, the surroundings shifted again. Now it was a desolate, uninhabited city. The sun overhead shone down on broken walls and ruined structures, casting dappled light and shadow everywhere.
But if she bit her little brother in front of “Mother,” would Mother be angry? Only a moment ago, Mother had already scolded them and said she didn’t want them anymore.
Second Brother shook his head, offered no further explanation, picked up the bag filled with cash, and left.