Heaven Awakening Path

Luping, they are not close to the north exit, a distance that can only be seen as an archer who intentionally practiced the rushing bell migration. Lupin was just able to see the north exit direction, and quickly became lively after Zhong migrated an arrow to the head of Weikang. He was quite satisfied with the result of looking at Zhongqian's face.

But all of a sudden, Zhongqian's face became terrible, and before everyone asked him, he had bowed and arrowed, one shot released.

Arrows like meteors, sharp breaking voices straight into the sky, this arrow is very different from Luping they have seen several times, Zhongqian's sharp but silent assassination arrow. Large swarms of birds flew prickly away from their fallen branches as a result of this arrow, exposing their hiding places completely.

Jongqian doesn't care.

Their nightingales were meant to bring hope to the people, but in front of him was the hope that the mountain people had just boiled, and was suddenly brutally repressed by the city's main house. He could not help but think of Lupin and what he had said a short time ago: the hopes that could not be realized would only lead to deeper despair.

He did not know how a teenager seemed to have a particularly profound understanding of despair, but just now, on the face of those sad and repressed mountaineers, he seemed to see the deeper despair that Lupin called.

This is not what Nightingale expects, much less what Zhongqian wants to bring to people.

So he did it without concealing it, even exposing their people.

He wanted those mountain folks to know that they didn't have to be so desperate, because he, with Nightingales, had been fighting very hard for everyone.

This arrow, not the assassination arrow. Zhong Qian wants to use this kind of noise to convey hope to people.

A broken whistle attracted everyone's ears. Everyone couldn't help but look halfway into the sky and see this arrow flying straight in, and for a moment, all eyes lit up and everyone really rekindled their expectations.

But it's really too far away. Even without diminishing its power, there is already ample response time for the fierce. He still stood on the boulder at the north exit, and the arrow came, and he dodged it, leaving the arrow empty without effort. Follow your right arm hard and swing.

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Everyone heard this creepy sound and then saw blood spilling in the air. The poor mountaineer, he was so fierce that he threw it with a cloth strip and ripped his head off.

“Drink!” the guard drank vigorously, the cloth strip untied, the head just flew out, following the direction of the arrow, toward the position where the mountain birds woke up, and flew straight over.

All the bright eyes blew away in just a flash, replacing them with deeper fear. Everyone droops their heads down, dares not expect anything more, just wants to get out of here faster. The guards were still standing on the boulders at the north exit, motionless. He knows that the opponent must be looking at him and must be able to see him clearly. He just regretted that his eyesight, unable to see his opponent clearly, wanted to see his opponent's face after receiving his gift.

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The head grunted over and eventually rolled to the foot of the bell migration.

Others don't know exactly what happened, but after seeing this flying head, some guesses were made.

Su Tang has turned his back, some reluctant to look, Luping they are all looking at Zhongqian.

Zhongqian's face was a little lonely. He lowered his head and looked at the head at his feet. He looked at him with his eyes open. There was pain, fear and despair in those eyes, only to see that Zhongqian had always hoped to bring people so-called "hope”.

If you do not have the capacity to help people achieve hope, do not give hope to people indiscriminately.

Zhong Qian suddenly remembered what Luping, the kid in his eyes, had said, which he had never thought of himself, but today, doing what he had done many times over the past three years, he suddenly felt deeply because of such an interlude.

Are you really capable of giving people what they call hope?

If so, what's happening now? Is what you have been giving people, hope that you can never wait for, deeper despair?

“Shit!” Zhongqian suddenly cursed, turning to punch, waving on the sturdy tree trunk. His fists were obviously not as sharp as his arrows, and blood quickly penetrated through his fingers and stained the trunk of the tree.

If you're really capable, you don't have to hide this far.

If you are truly capable, then that arrow should shoot the guard hard, into panic and despair, and it should be the people of the City Lord's Mansion.

If you are truly capable, then innocent mountain people should not be sacrificed for nothing.

“Be stronger.” Suddenly someone said in his ear.

Zhong Qian turned his head and saw Luping.

The face was obviously naive but always as strong as a rock. There seemed to be nothing that could move him, something that was always calm enough to say something that was too dirty to be disputed.

Become stronger.

How can you not understand that? How do you need someone else to remind you? He has never stopped practicing to make himself stronger.

But that's the nonsense, Lu Ping still has to be serious, as if Zhongqian didn't know.

Zhongqian's answer, of course, will only be one answer.

“Yes.” He nodded, "Be stronger! ”

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Gorge Peak City Lord's Mansion.

Weikang's death message finally came back.

No matter how simply the unrest at the north exit was resolved, the death of Weikang remains an extremely heavy blow to the city master's house.

Less than three hours after the start of a comprehensive operation against Lupin pedestrians, the guard leopard was lifted back with a broken ankle, leaving only one head, let alone the previously damaged guard and agent. However, the hairy teenagers of several colleges have caused such a heavy trauma to the city's main capital, which Wei Zhong has never suffered since taking over as city owner.

Wei Zhong finally couldn't sit down, and he could no longer wait in the Chamber to hear from the parties.

The oldest and most experienced guard died.

The smartest, most conspiratorial Wei Ming is dead.

The most reliable and trustworthy of health care is dead.

Wei Zhong didn't want to, but had to admit that he was a little upset.

A few hairy kids who have never been too serious can actually bring such a huge casualty to them. Are these kids really just as simple as intelligence data shows? Really, there's no power background at all? And the Windstroke Academy. What's the secret of lying in a tiger's den like this?

Wei Zhong doesn't want to wait any longer.

He focuses on efficiency and naturally takes an efficient approach, and he decides to see for himself.

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Lu Yan study is officially over, it's a bit of a disappointment...