Zhou Liang recalled what happened in the past: "I was first sent to a village in the capital and was raised as a girl. For a year or two, I couldn't speak and had no strength."
Later, when he relaxed a little, he battled wits and courage with those people, hoping to escape and find his family.
He almost died several times, but because an important person liked him better and said that he was good-looking, smart, and from a good background, and he might be Jiang Hou's successor.
So he survived. Later, he was sent to Qi State, recovered his male body, and began to learn to speak again.
"But I still wanted to go home. They threw me as prey in a rage. Guess which game of the King of Hell is this I have participated in?"
"The thirtieth game." Zhou Liang smiled proudly: "It took six slaps to count. I survived every game. You are lucky and have poisonous eyes. You got close to me as soon as you came and didn't do anything wrong. Otherwise,
,hehe……"
Before he finished speaking, Mu Yunhan and Mu Li understood what he meant, otherwise they would have died long ago.
Mu Yunhan and Mu Li just smiled. They had long passed the age and impulsiveness of fighting with others.
Seeing that they were not interested, Zhou Liang rolled his eyes and said, "You're not convinced, aren't you? Come on, I'll take you to see it!"
Mu Yunhan did everything he could and followed him out of the cave. Xiaomi poked his head out from behind the rocks and breathed in a cold hiss: "Why did you get out?"
Zhou Liang said: "Are you wondering why no one has come over after being here for a long time?"
Xiaomi said: "Didn't you say that the formation in the forest was activated? Maybe they are all trapped."
"Haha..." Zhou Liang laughed and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Xiaomi looked at each other and asked: "What's going on?"
Mu Yunhan whispered: "He is Young Master Zhou."
Xiaomi covered her mouth excitedly, what a coincidence!
Mu Yunhan smiled. It was such a coincidence that she had a feeling that there would be many unexpected adventures when she went out this time.
Ahead, next to a rock, Zhou Liang stopped and motioned for Mu Yunhan and others to come over and take a look.
There was a deep pit on the ground, with a small mouth and a big belly. Inside, there was a person lying face down. He had long since stopped moving. He was a martial artist.
Zhou Liang led them to continue walking forward, and after walking not far, they saw a man lying on the snow, with a sharpened stick thrust through his chest.
"Come and help." Zhou Liang lowered his head to clean up the scene: "If nothing goes wrong, there should be two or three more ahead."
Mu Li stepped forward to help clean up the scene, while Zhou Liang expertly pulled out rattan tendons from the snow, quickly set up a trap, and stepped aside.
Heavy snowflakes fell down, quickly covering the traces around the trap one by one.
"Why do those people pretend to be so miserable when I am the strongest? Why do I have the opportunity to set up so many traps?"
Zhou Liang led them towards the next trap: "Guess what?"
Xiaomi said: "Because you colluded to scheme against gamblers' money!"
"Smart, a weak and harmless person like me can't get a good price. If there is a distinguished guest like the young master today, I will help him earn some pocket money and please my employer.
If not, I will take them by surprise, turn defeat into victory, wait until they fight to the end, kill the martial artist, and steal their spoils.
In this case, everyone loses. The master who photographed me is not considered the winner because he failed to kill me. The winner is the banker, who makes a lot of money."