Chapter 202 (1/2)

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at 19th of May 2019 03:55:04 PM

Chapter 202: 202

However, to those who had contracted weird illnesses, it resembled a drum that sucked away souls or a bell that took away lives!

Zhan Nancheng suddenly tensed and juht of half a ainThere was a , thin streaks of blood started flowing out froled painfully in bed, he rese fish or a hysterical prawn in the oceanThe silk bed sheet was continuously stained with spots of blood, which looked as striking as a radiant rosa rubus

Meanwhile, the slaves froze in their spots - their natural instincts had been destroyed ever since they were at a young ageThe only order they received was: if anyone tried to near the E Fuyao stood far away, and she wasalcohol

Calmly, she poured the contents fro a continuous routine

As such, Zhan Nancheng's suffering was also endless

He screa Fuyao stopped and asked, ”Where's the tiger tally?”

Zhan Nancheng looked up at herHe was so weak that he no longer had the strength to activate the trap mechanismPerspiration from his head mixed with the blood at the corner of his lips and dripped down, and his expression was as resentful as it could possibly beHe looked like a starved ghost that crawled out fro Fuyao stayed nonchalantIf so eaten down to their bones by ants and being burnt to death, there wouldn't be a scene that he could not face

Those who harmed others could be harmed by anyone elseIt was as simple as that

Sensing no reply, Meng Fuyao took out a burner froht it near the bottle of alcohol

IedHe stared at the burner in horror, as though he had just witnessed ten thousand veno in his bedsheet

”Don't-” His voice cracked as he whi Fuyao opened her pal shi+vered and refused to speak, Meng Fuyao tossed the burner in her hand”Death isn't scaryWhat's scary is going through i before deathYour Majesty, whichclosed his eyes, and he was coy to think or to hate othersIn his sub-consciousness, he felt that he had coave orders to chase Zhan Beiye in the Changhan ly fallen into a well-planned trap, the True Martial Arts Meet… the teenage cha atriggered earlier than expected… Right from the start, he had already tumbled into a calculated plan

He wasn't able to kill Zhan Beiye, and hence, he would have to die

But he… as he? Aht an army to invade his nation, while the other became an official to murder himWith combined internal and external forces at play, he had no chance at allHe lost so tragically to thee lad smiledHis eyes were crystal-clear, as si as a black butterfly that landed on an iceberg

Zhan Nancheng was struck with realization - he had been the most foolish oneHow could he believe a wordless interaction between him and the Wuji Crown Prince? How could such radiant and striking eyes belong to a ?

Finally, he closed his eyesExtending the finger which had anail because he broke it off in pain, he pointed towards the ceiling

Looking towards the direction he was pointing to, Meng Fuyao saw that in two hidden corners of the ceiling, there were golden statues of beastsEach had a slightly agape hed and gauged the position of the beastsMaking up her ers, and a golden glimmer fell off

With the token and decree in her hand, she started to head outSuddenly, there was the rab the source of the soundHowever, that thing slipped away fro Fuyao i a gust of wind thatstill slid away fro Fuyao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly bolted awayThat thing chased after her relentlessly and tried to pounce on her, traveling at the speed of sound or light; it was so fast that one wouldn't realize until it neared

In her hurry, Meng Fuyao turned back with her knife in hand, ready to counter the attackBut she was greeted with a rancid smell, and a pair of dark purple eyes shot towards her faceWith a blink of the eyes, a stream of purple liquid splashed in all directions!

Aler knife forward, which was in time to cause the liquid to split in other directionsMajority of it was blocked by Meng Fuyao's inner energy, but there was a string of it - as thin as an eyelash - that was right in front of her forehead

Meng Fuyao felt her blood turn coldIn her joy, she had underestimated the attack!