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Death Scripture

Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

Cold Glamor · Action
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971 Chs

An Appointment

Editor: Transn

Shangguan Ru insisted on catching the traitor by herself. After two had been killed, she only had a total of ten subordinates left. She needed to know exactly who was responsible for this. Was it due to Slave Huan's ineffectiveness, or did one of her men do it?

She had not come to doubt Master Yu. She only wished to root out the traitor with her best friend.

"Yes?" Shangguan Yushi's answered, voice wavering. He went out of the room, turning and closing the door behind him. "Who is it?"

When Gu Shenwei and Shangguan Ru had entered the house, they had deliberately not hidden their tracks. Soon enough, patrolling machetemen discovered them. Tuo Nengya ran over immediately. "What happened?"

"There's a hidden traitor in the house. He has lost a hand and sealed all the exits, until..." Gu Shenwei rushed to give orders. He had to ensure that the man in Master Yu's house would not escape. But the words died on his lips when Wildhorse himself appeared.