Lu Ping and the others were not close to the north exit. At this distance, only Zhong Qian, an archer who deliberately cultivated the spirit of overshooting, had the eyesight to see clearly. Lu Ping and the others could only see the direction of the north exit, and things quickly became lively after Zhong Qian shot Wei Kang's head with an arrow. Judging from Zhong Qian's expression, he was quite satisfied with the result.
But suddenly, Zhong Qian's expression became extremely terrifying. Before anyone could ask questions, he had already bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and released it with one strike.
The arrow was like a meteor, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air shot straight into the sky. This arrow was very different from Zhong Qian's sharp but silent assassination arrow that Lu Ping and the others had seen several times. Because of the sound of this arrow, a large group of birds flew away from the branches and leaves where they settled, completely exposing their hiding place.
Zhong Qian doesn't care.
They, Nightingale, wanted to bring hope to people, but what he saw before him was the hope that the mountain people had just boiled over, which was brutally suppressed by the city lord's palace in an instant. He couldn't help but think of what Lu Ping had said to him not long ago: Unfulfilled hopes will only bring deeper despair.
He didn't know how a teenage boy seemed to have a particularly deep understanding of despair, but just now, on the faces of those sad, angry and depressed mountain people, he seemed to see the deeper despair that Lu Ping said .
This is not what Nightingale expects, let alone what Zhong Qian wants to bring to people.
So he took action without hiding it, even if he didn't hesitate to expose their group.
He wants to let the mountain people know that they don't need to be so desperate, because he and Nightingale have been working very hard to fight for everyone.
This arrow is not an assassination arrow. Zhong Qian wants to use such momentum to convey hope to people.
The roar that broke through the sky attracted everyone's ears. Everyone couldn't help but look up in the air, and saw the arrow flying straight. For a moment, everyone's eyes lit up, and everyone's expectations were really rekindled.
However, the distance is really too far. Even if the power is not reduced. For Wei Meng, he already had plenty of time to respond. He was still standing on the boulder at the north exit. When arrows came, he dodged. The arrow missed effortlessly. Followed by vigorous rotation and swing of the right arm.
Click!
Everyone heard the horrifying sound, and then saw blood splashing in the air. The poor mountain man was twisted with a piece of cloth by Wei Meng and his head was ripped off.
"Drink!" Wei Meng shouted loudly and dropped the cloth. The head flew out like this, following the direction in which the arrow came from, and flew straight towards the spot where the birds in the mountains were frightened.
All the bright eyes quickly dimmed in just a moment, replaced by deeper fear. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to have any expectations anymore, and just wanted to leave here faster. Wei Meng was still standing on the boulder at the north exit, motionless. He knew that his opponent must be looking at him and he must be able to see him clearly. He was just sorry. His eyesight was too weak to see his opponent clearly, but he really wanted to see his opponent's expression after receiving his return gift.
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The head rolled past with a gurgling sound, and finally rolled right at Zhong Qian's feet.
No one else knew exactly what happened, but after seeing the flying head, they could guess a little bit.
Su Tang had turned his back and couldn't bear to look, while Lu Ping and the others were looking at Zhong Qian.
Zhong Qian looked a little lonely. He lowered his head and looked at the head at his feet. Her eyes were staring right at him. There was pain, fear, and despair in those eyes. Only the so-called "hope" that Zhong Qian always hoped to bring to people could not be seen.
If you don't have the ability to help people realize their hopes, don't give them hope indiscriminately.
Zhong Qian suddenly remembered what Lu Ping, the brat in his eyes, had said. He had never thought of this, but today, he was doing what he had done many times in the past three years. But because of the occurrence of such an episode, he suddenly had a very deep feeling.
Do you really have the ability to bring so-called hope to people?
If so, what is happening now? Could it be that what I have always brought to people is hope that can never come, is it a deeper despair?
"Damn it!" Zhong Qian suddenly yelled, turned around and punched the tough tree trunk. His fists were obviously not as sharp as his arrows, and blood soon seeped from between his fingers, staining the tree trunks red.
If you really have the ability, then you don't need to hide so far away.
If he was really capable, then that arrow should kill Wei Meng, and it would be the people from the City Lord's Mansion who fell into panic and despair.
If he was really capable, then he shouldn't have such innocent mountain people sacrifice themselves in vain.
"Become stronger." Suddenly someone said in his ear.
Zhong Qian turned around and saw Lu Ping.
That face that clearly looks childish is always as firm as a rock. It seemed like nothing could move him. He would always calmly say something that was so rubbish that no one could argue with it.
Become stronger.
How could Zhong Qian not understand this? Why do you still need someone to remind you? He has never stopped practicing to make himself stronger.
But even with such nonsense, Lu Ping still had to say it seriously, as if Zhong Qian didn't know.
Zhong Qian's answer, of course, can only be one answer.
"Yes." He nodded, "Become stronger!"
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The main palace of Xiafeng City.
News of Wei Kang's death finally came back.
No matter how neatly Wei Meng solved the riot at the north exit, Wei Kang's death was still an extremely heavy blow to the city lord's palace and Wei Zhong.
Less than three hours after the full-scale operation against Lu Ping and his party began, Wei Bao had both of his ankles broken and lifted back, and Wei Kang only had one head left, not to mention the family guards and secret agents who had been damaged previously. However, a few young men from the academy actually brought such heavy losses to the city lord's palace. This was something Wei Zhong had never suffered since he took over as the city lord.
Wei Zhong finally couldn't sit still. He could no longer wait in the meeting hall for news from all parties.
Wei Zhong, the eldest and most experienced, died.
Wei Ming, the smartest and most scheming man, died.
The most reliable and trustworthy Wei Kang also died.
Wei Zhong didn't want to, but he had to admit that he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
A few brats who had never taken them seriously could actually cause them such heavy casualties. Are these brats really as simple as the intelligence data showed? Do you really have no power background at all? There is also the Fengfeng Academy. What’s the secret of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
Wei Zhong didn't want to wait any longer.
He pays attention to efficiency, so he naturally wants to adopt an efficient method. He decided to go and see it with his own eyes.
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Studying in Luyuan has officially ended, and I feel a little disappointed... (To be continued.)
