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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

Tianji

Editor: Transn

A total of ten female archers had suddenly appeared. Every arrow had hit their targets. More than a dozen ambushers were wiped out in just two volleys. Gu Shenwei did not even have time to catch one alive.

Even so, he still hurriedly checked it again. Unlike what he had imagined, these ambushers were not the accomplices of Boss Mo. They were Golden Roc machetemen. Their Golden Roc logo was not on the shoulder of their coats, but it was hidden under their collars.

"Dragon King, please follow us," the leader of the group of female archers said as she took the lead and jumped off the roof.

Gu Shenwei followed silently. He became more and more uneasy. These women knew too much about Golden Roc Fort's plans as they could have laid in ambush at the periphery all the time.

The group of people came to a nearby residence. The female archers put down their bows and arrows, quickly changed into their black suits, covered their faces, and picked up their sabers.