The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 239 - Death of the Archer
A blacksmith had just completed a new bow whose arches were more pliable, satisfied with the results of his work he handed the thing to Lao Zi. The young man smiled as he dabbled in the new bow, it was almost perfect and much better than what he currently had.
Their conversation came to a halt when Dong Ye came and snatched the bow.
"Come with me."
Lao Zi did not understand why Dong Ye suddenly came to him plus the expression of that person was extremely annoyed. He paid his respects to the blacksmith and followed Dong Ye's footsteps. In the four days since the land of the Valley of the Gods had been taken over, the large number of powerful people and significant developments in this place were all part of his good performance. Arguably his role in the group was almost on par with Lan Zhuxian to move people.
Dong Ye brought Lao Zi into his room, then the door was tightly shut. Lao Zi tried to remain calm and inquired carefully.
"What are you bringing me here for?"
Suddenly Dong Ye pulled the collar of Lao Zi's shirt, his expression grew even more so.
"I know you most disagree with me here!" suddenly in a high voice, Lao Zi brushed off Dong Ye's rough hands but the young man was already annoyed. His fist was Lao Zi's jaw quite hard.
"What do you mean?" Lao Zi was clearly holding back her anger that had come along. Dong Ye let out a short laugh, in disbelief at the words Lao Zi had just thrown out.
"What I mean? I should have asked that!"
Lao Zi fell head over heels into a wooden table, he hurriedly stood up before Dong Ye threw him an item.
"You set a rule to let go of communication with our family! You took the third position that should have been mine-and ..." Dong Ye took out a piece of paper that had been burned to the center.
"You burned my report. Everything is ruined, I can't continue my duties with an outsider if I don't have the proof! You did it, you rotten, Lao Zi! But I never thought you'd go that far!"
"I didn't do it!"
Instantly Lao Zi's head was bleeding as a glass cup floated on his forehead. The young man's head was dizzy and his ears were ringing for a long time. While regaining consciousness, Dong Ye was already in front of him.
"I didn't like you in the first place. You, the son of the Lao clan deserve more to die!"
The slanted smile on Dong Ye's face expanded slowly. Making Lao Zi somewhat trepidation as she returned her gaze.
"If you die, my position will automatically rise. I'll take over all your work. That way you can rest in peace. A good opportunity, right? Lao Zi the bastard?"
"Shut your mouth, bangs*t!" Riding up the pitch of Lao Zi finally, his eyes widened with a murderous look. "My mom's not as low as you think."
"Oh? Want to fight for evidence?"
Lao Zi was speechless, this family matter only they themselves knew. Not with the son of the city lord whose mouth was sharp like Dong Ye. Lao Zi was wondering for what reason they were bothering her family. He had gotten into serious trouble with the Dong clan and it was still stuck in his head.
Dong Ye looked at him with the tail of an eye, clapping his hands while laughing. "Your grandfather is quite good at hiding problems, apparently. Why do you think every time your mother has a child, she miscarriages?"
Lao Zi.
"Your grandfather killed the grandfather of our clan, and the enmity between our clans will continue to be passed down to posterity. I will stop at nothing to finish you off at the roots. And today ...."
Lao Zi's instinct said something bad would happen to her. Sure enough, a thick beam hit his head until the young man fell down on the floor. His head was bleeding and he was washing up on a clean floor. Dong Ye flapped his face in order to see Lao Zi more clearly.
"I hated you long before you were born. All the people of my clan curse you to death, and to make that happen I will take your life with my own hands."
Dong Ye's words made the still half-conscious Lao Zi panic, she had to immediately save herself if she didn't want to die at Dong Ye's hands. Unfortunately his legs were too trembling to just stand up, Lao Zi desperately forced his body to stand up.
While Dong Ye and his two subordinates laughed at Lao Zi's misfortune, the two people were part of the same clan as Dong Ye. They also hated Lao Zi more than anything else. This hatred grew bigger because since childhood their parents had told us many things about the bloody past of the Dong and Lao clans. The former Imperial Pillar who was Lao Zi's grandfather killed Dong Ye's grandfather because the man had already strayed far from the rules. To sell man in his day for profit alone, to enrich himself in an inhuman way.
For that reason, there was a fight that took the lives of many of the clan including Dong Ye's grandfather and their housekeeper. The heartache grew even more as Xin Chen called out Lao Zi's name as a member of the third unit whose standing was above Dong Ye. He does not accept losing.
"Maybe you're more useful in dying than living with people's hatred for you." The two people behind Dong Ye started to move bringing in the coffin.
Lao Zi rebelled as her hands and feet were tied frequently, her body wrapped around a large thorny rope. He can't move around. His body was placed originally into the long wooden box, hidden in an empty room and locked there vilely.
"I'll wait until your smell is smelled to let you go."
Lao Zi who was confined in a stuffy wooden crate tried to scream but her mouth was tied to a cloth. The young man's back was cold, he couldn't die this way. What would happen if Xin Chen came back and he wasn't there. Dong Ye would manipulate the young man like he was deceiving others.
Nearly three days locked without eating and drinking, Lao Zi's eyes began to blur. He repeatedly tried to escape and this only made his entire body tear bloody. Lao Zi felt like he wanted to die, his throat was dry and the acid in his stomach was thrashing. He was exhausted, while his mind was still fixed on a single hope.
'Quickly return, Young Master.' Inner Lao Zi before closed his eyes, dying at the boundary between life or death.
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Fox Lightning aarghh
Used to make gemes today make nangid.
Tomorrow insyaallah up 3-4 chapter, no longer strong my finger ngling my friend. Hayati tired.
Btw read+like his evenly dong, affect to the level of the problem. Later Thor can not jujan ⁇ Mo buyin whiska for Fox Lightning, who knows mo live again yekan. Reincarnation becomes leh uga frog rather than idle. Covid season is difficult to work because/plak