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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.

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971 Chs

Settling

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Looking at King Kuari in the morning sunshine, Lotus said in a low voice, "King Kuari would not be his match even if he were still alive."

Gu Shenwei stood beside her, three paces apart, as if they were still close partners. "He has fatal flaws too."

"Hmm, he trusts his men too much and thought that none of them would betray him."

Standing behind the two, Han Fen stared at their backs and felt that they were a perfect match, and couldn't help but wear a happy smile on her face.

As Gu Shenwei quietly appreciated the assassination that Lotus had planned, he gradually began competing with her in his mind, secretly thinking about how he would have gotten rid of King Rizhu if he were Lotus.

As soon as the small group of horsemen was recognized, they immediately turned their horses around and fled northward. More than a hundred men of King Rizhu followed closely behind, while another hundred men turned southwest, ready to intercept any assassins.