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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 · Ação
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971 Chs

Rainwater

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

That same night, the same rain aroused indignation in another swordsman's heart. He walked out of his tent and with his ankles soaked in rainwater, and he went to the entry of another tent. Just as he was just about to speak, the rain stopped.

Liu Fangsheng couldn't let go of the spite in his heart.

"Deng Yuanlei, get out here and talk to me."

This seemingly amiable senior brother of his had not only fled by himself during a moment of crisis, but he had also taken the side of the fake Sect Leader Lu Mian. Liu Qingpu had subdued his resentment, but Liu Fangsheng couldn't do the same.

Deng Yuanlei opened the tent flap and came out. It seemed like he hadn't slept last night either, since he was still wearing neat clothes. Holding onto a sword scabbard in his left hand with a smile on his face, he raised his head and looked into the sky. "You picked the wrong time, junior brother. If you had come a while later, you wouldn't have gotten soaked.