[Volume 1, Deer City Chapter: Chapter 1 Falling Off the Cliff] In the fourth year of the Tai Ning era of the Dayu reign, Prince Zhao Xi of Chu rebelled, colluding with the Western Turks to launch a rebellion in the Yellow River basin. The Central Plains suffered greatly from the war, f
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Chapter 1
[Volume 1, Deer City Chapter: Chapter 1 Falling Off the Cliff]
In the fourth year of the Tai Ning era of the Dayu reign, Prince Zhao Xi of Chu rebelled, colluding with the Western Turks to launch a rebellion in the Yellow River basin. The Central Plains suffered greatly from the war, fields lay barren, bandits roamed the land, and the people lived in misery. Emperor Cheng, already advanced in years, ordered his eldest son, Prince Li Beiji of Yue, to lead the suppression of the rebellion. A bloody battle was fought at Luling Mountain, resulting in the defeat of the rebel army. The Left Wise Prince, renowned for his wisdom, bravery, and unparalleled charisma, and his allied foreign forces were all slaughtered in the Luling Mountain pass; not a single survivor remained. This renowned general lay buried there forever.
"Um……"
"Ouch!" Wei Zijun let out a soft groan as the excruciating pain shooting through her chest.
Why does it hurt so much? It feels like being pierced by a sharp sword. The intense pain forced her to open her eyes.
The scenery before her gradually became clearer, revealing a vast expanse of azure sky, so beautiful it made her heart tremble. A gentle breeze blew by, and she forgot to explore further, closing her eyes in blissful reverie.
But the smell that entered my nose was not pleasant. It was a salty, fishy, and damp smell.
Suddenly, her dulled senses snapped open, and she jerked her eyes open, turning her head to see a crimson exclamation that made her scream.
Wei Zijun sat up abruptly.
Where did all these corpses come from? They... were actually wearing armor, and seemed to have no signs of life. Some of the corpses were piled up, and some were still bleeding. She was sitting on several of the corpses.
There was no scream as expected. She tried to calm herself and tremble as she tried to get up. But she found an arrow stuck in her right shoulder blade. The arrow had entered from behind, piercing through her entire body. The fletching had broken off from her fallen body, and the arrowhead had emerged from her chest.
What she found even more unacceptable was that a sword was still stuck in her abdomen, the blade sliding past the breastplate and piercing her left abdomen.
Wait, a breast protector!
She was wearing armor just like the corpses!
Oh my god, no, no, something must be wrong. What is it? What is wrong?
Just now, it was clearly nighttime, yes, a night with heavy rain.
She was celebrating her birthday with a group of friends. As she blew out the candles, she found herself thinking of her parents again, and in the flickering candlelight, she seemed to see their smiling faces.
Suddenly, loneliness struck, the noise around me faded away, and a feeling of unease settled in my chest.
Without informing her companions, she stepped out of the overly luxurious door filled with dazzling neon lights, simply wanting some fresh air.
The rain has stopped, and the fresh air is invigorating. Looking up, the sky is clear of dark clouds, the bright moon shines with its gentle light, and a few wisps of clouds drape the sparse stars.
Such a beautiful night made her want to drive at high speed and experience the thrill of flying.
So he walked to the parking space in the square, flicked the key in his right hand, and the car door opened with a "whoosh".
Like those men, she was madly in love with manual transmission cars because she felt they were more powerful than automatic ones. The thrill of shifting gears was endless.
She stroked the imposing Mercedes-Benz emblem on the hood and leaned down to kiss it. Her prized vehicle, her one and only lover.
We shifted gears all the way up to fifth gear, and the speedometer needle pointed to 180.
Driving on an empty highway, with the night wind blowing, it felt like flying
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
Chapter 110
Chapter 111
Chapter 112
Chapter 113
Chapter 114
Chapter 115
Chapter 116
Chapter 117
Chapter 118
Chapter 119
Chapter 120
Chapter 121
Chapter 122
Chapter 123
Chapter 124
Chapter 125
Chapter 126
Chapter 127
Chapter 128
Chapter 129
Chapter 130
Chapter 131
Chapter 132
Chapter 133
Chapter 134
Chapter 135
Chapter 136
Chapter 137
Chapter 138
Chapter 139
Chapter 140
Chapter 141
Chapter 142
Chapter 143
Chapter 144
Chapter 145
Chapter 146
Chapter 147
Chapter 148
Chapter 149
Chapter 150
Chapter 151
Chapter 152
Chapter 153
Chapter 154
Chapter 155
Chapter 156
Chapter 157
