I only seek to enjoy the present moment, regardless of dying in a foreign land tomorrow. With a blade in hand, I'll slay demons and men alike. "Ladies and gentlemen, please be on your way!&...
763 I am a member of ten thousand families.
His eyes were sinister and sharp, as if they could pierce the air and kill the traitor.
In a flash, Wan Liuxiong, sword in hand, involuntarily took a few steps back, pondering a way to escape. He thought to himself, 'The Eighteenth Young Master is making such a big show of things; he probably already has the support of the Wan family.'
If I do not resist, the Wan family can only arrest people, not kill me.
After all, my surname is also Wan!
For a moment, Wan Liuxiong was deep in thought, and the sword in his hand seemed somewhat unpredictable!
It was during that time of hesitation.
The soldiers, clad in heavy armor, were like an iron torrent. The leading soldier, protected by chainmail, held a long spear that gleamed coldly, his menacing presence undiminished.
Wan Liuxiong felt a sudden sense of powerlessness, and in that instant of surprise, a decisive decision was made!
More footsteps echoed from all around outside the wall, like dense raindrops falling on the bluestone slabs, continuous and creating a powerful sense of oppression.
The footsteps seemed to foreshadow the approach of more armored soldiers, who gathered silently in the darkness like ghosts, preparing to launch a deadly attack.
Heavy, stagnant energy surged in from all directions, like dark clouds pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
His blood and qi contained endless killing intent and violence, as if to engulf the entire backyard in this chilling atmosphere.
The strong smell of sweat was mixed with a hint of blood!
Wan Liuxiong stood in the backyard, feeling the powerful pressure, his expression becoming solemn and serious.
The young general's voice, like thunder, shook the entire backyard. His voice, laced with murderous intent, boomed like rolling thunder, "Wan Liuxiong, why don't you immediately lay down your sword and surrender? If you dare to resist even a little, you will be killed on the spot without mercy!"
The sound struck like a giant hammer, turning Wan Liuxiong's face pale. His mind went blank, and all other thoughts ceased.
The moment the young man finished speaking!
Two rows of bows were drawn, their tips gleaming coldly. The soldiers held longbows, the bowstrings taut, their eyes icy, ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.
Before them stood a forest of spears, their tips pointing in a state of readiness, ready to charge into battle at any moment.
The cold wind howled, suffocatingly cold.
It also surprised Wan Liuxiong, the subject of the photo!
Wan Liu's ambition suddenly sank, as if he had been hit by a boulder.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his mind raced. He thought to himself, 'The Eighteenth Young Master is indeed extraordinary; he can mobilize so many soldiers.'
But he didn't immediately attack me; there must be a deeper reason behind that. It seems he still has reservations about the fact that my clan is paying attention to me; this might be my only chance to survive!
Wan Liuxiong's thoughts raced, and his heart pounded like waves whipped up by a gale.
Quickly analyzing the current situation, a strong will to survive surged within me. At this moment, I must make the wisest choice to survive this life-or-death struggle.
He sighed inwardly, 'The Eighteenth Young Master is still someone I can deal with, but the Wan family is even more beyond my capabilities.'
I can only integrate myself more closely into the world so that I may one day become a king, an emperor, or even a martial emperor.
When the time comes, the Eighteenth Prince will surely make him wish he were dead.
Only by appearing weak can one gain sympathy!
Only then can one gain the sympathy of fellow clansmen who are also within five degrees of kinship!
Two of the elders of the Wan family are from outside the five degrees of kinship!
Whatever I think of can be accomplished in the blink of an eye!
Wan Liuxiong's face suddenly showed an extremely aggrieved expression, and tears in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out at any moment.
He abruptly threw down his longsword, spread his arms wide, and shouted, "I am also a member of the Wan family!"
I have absolutely no ulterior motives towards the Wan family! Eighteenth Young Master, you must have wronged me!
Her voice was filled with grief and helplessness, as if she had truly been wronged. Her eyes were hopeful, as if she could see the Eighteenth Young Master among them, and even more so, she hoped to see other Wan family elders or monitors who had secretly followed to investigate.
"Men, tie him up tightly!" The young general seemed to have no hesitation; his voice was like thunder, shaking Wan Liu's heart and spirit.
But a hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes. He hadn't expected Wan Liuxiong to surrender so obediently, and seemed to have some misunderstanding about their identities.
But the young general knew the purpose of his trip and could not afford to be careless. Seeing that Wan Liuxiong did not resist, he was somewhat puzzled, but mostly delighted.
After all, being able to capture them without losing a single soldier is undoubtedly a good thing.
Two teams of soldiers quickly stepped forward, each holding a specially made rope called the "Dragon-Binding Rope".
This "Dragon-Binding Rope" may seem ordinary, but it contains extremely special materials and is specifically designed to bind people who have cultivated.
The Dragon Binding Rope can be used to bind enemies with true qi. Once bound, it is extremely difficult for anyone below the Martial King level to break free.
The soldiers carefully yet swiftly slipped the "Dragon-Binding Rope" onto Wan Liuxiong's body, their movements incredibly skilled, coiling around Wan Liuxiong's limbs and torso like a nimble snake.
In a flash, the rope tightened, and Wan Liuxiong struggled slightly before becoming increasingly powerless and finally surrendering.
Seeing himself treated this way, instead of being summoned by soldiers for confrontation as he had expected, he felt extremely humiliated, which was worse than being killed!
At this moment, I am overwhelmed with grief, indignation, and shame!
Wan Liuxiong's eyes shone with genuine emotion, flashing with grief, indignation, and resentment. He looked utterly miserable and pitiful, his self-esteem destroyed, his facial muscles contorted, truly enduring endless pain.
Her voice trembled and shrill, like cloth torn by a wind blade, emitting a heartbreaking lament: "I...I am a member of the Wan family! I am also a member of the Wan family!"
How could the Eighteenth Prince be so heartless to me?
My loyalty to the Wan family is unwavering, as the sun and moon can attest; I implore the elders of the Wan family to bear witness!
As I recounted the story, I was so moved that I cried!
Tears truly streamed down my face; it was an injustice so profound that even the snow in June would have to come!
Tears streamed down her face like pearls from a broken string, dripping onto her elegant, subtly fragrant clothes, splashing up desolate droplets.
His limbs were tightly bound by the "Dragon-Binding Rope," but he struggled slightly, still trying to show the Wan family disciples in the shadows his innocence and grievances.
His expression was sorrowful and desperate, all he wanted was for the clan elder's support!
At this moment, Wan Liuxiong was captured in such a strange way.
But the soldiers around them remained on high alert, wary of any potential traps!
The weapon in his hand gleamed with a cold light, as chilling as millennia-old ice. His eyes were firm and ruthless, with a hint of scrutiny as he looked closely at Wan Liuxiong, as if trying to discern whether his heart was black or red!
Their eyes revealed an undeniable killing intent, but without orders, they all restrained the urge to kill Wan Liuxiong outright, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in their eyes.
It's a pity that Wan Liuxiong didn't resist, otherwise he could have slashed him a few more times to relieve his heartache and hatred!
The young officer in the lead looked solemn, his gaze lingering on Wan Liuxiong for a moment before he spoke in a low voice, "Take Wan Liuxiong away and hand him over to the general for personal disposal."