Liu Tian leaned down and looked at the young man who was about to die.
"I feel that using such despicable means to win is an apology for the hard work of my predecessors for hundreds of years."
Wang Jin grinned, but his face became increasingly pale.
"...Even if the price is your own life?"
Liu Tian was stunned for a moment, then slowly spoke.
Humans are different from immortals, they are very fragile.
But the young man in front of him gave his life because he did not want to tarnish martial arts.
What an awakening this is.
"Ahem...yeah."
Wang Jin coughed twice, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
"But it's a pity."
"I want to learn how to shoot from my seniors...can you promise me?"
As the young man spoke, he stretched out his blood-stained palms, as if he wanted to grasp his dying life.
"I, I promise you."
Liu Tian was stunned for a moment and subconsciously grabbed Wang Jin's hand.
It's all calluses.
He was suddenly at a loss.
The young man in front of him is not just a clever person. Every move he makes has been honed countless times.
Charge, charge, thrust.
And that strange technique just now.
All of this formed Wang Jin's own martial arts.
But now, his martial arts will stop here.
"Senior, are you still there?"
The young man waved his hands randomly, his eyes that had lost all their energy were full of fear.
Apparently, he lost sight due to excessive blood loss.
Slowly falling into darkness and death, this is his final path.
"Here, I'm here."
Liu Tian held the boy's increasingly cold hand and spoke softly.
He feels guilty.
Things obviously shouldn't develop like this.
If only I could be less cold and less stubborn.
Wang Jin will not die.
"I want to ask you a few questions, can you...ahem! Can you promise me?"
The young man gasped, and his voice suddenly became much clearer.
Liu Tian knew that this was a return to the past.
At this moment, Wang Jin was still thinking about the She family.
It’s really…
"I promise you."
The man shook Wang Jin's hand hard, his eyes red.
The guilt of killing such an outstanding young man will accompany him throughout his life.
"It would be great if you could promise me... that would be great."
Green mist flashed past, and Wang Jin's wounds healed at a strange speed.
Blood is no longer lost, and skin and flesh begin to grow.
Soon, Wang Jin returned to normal.
Except for the transparent holes on the front and back of the blood-stained clothes, no one could tell that he had just been stabbed in both directions.
"Huh...we've agreed to teach me how to shoot and answer questions."
The young man patted the dust on his clothes and smiled at the stunned Liu Tian.
——
"Damn it!"
Lu Zhui lowered the brim of his hat and moved forward quickly in the mist.
He was both avoiding the figure behind him and chasing Wu Zhuo in front of him.
Lu Zhui is one of the few neutral villains, and he knows his situation very well.
Lu Zhishou has been hunting down the ten evil people whose positions are unclear for twenty years, and he will not allow people like Lu Zhui to exist.
As for the doctor on the other side…
That's a lunatic.
No matter who was chasing him, Lu Zhui had no chance of winning.
The only way to survive is to join forces with the hostile people ahead.
But that guy was running faster and faster, and he couldn't catch up at all.
"Huh? Wait..."
Lu Zhui stopped pulling on the mask, he seemed to have discovered something.
The figure that had been running wildly in front suddenly stopped.
"It seems he understands too."
Lu Zhui smiled and ran over quickly.
Then I saw the scarecrow on the ground.
There are also charms that fell to the ground because they were eroded by the mist.
"This is... my mother's fault! I was fooled!"
Lu Zhui cursed a few words in a low voice and continued to run as fast as he could.