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Friday, 15 August 2008 21:46


The door leading to the stone steps had been opened, Zhu Ting opened it. If someone could create a door like that, then there would be someone who could open it.

There is a lot of things like that in the world. That's why if you could really produce a shield that can't be penetrated by any spears, then someone else would have made a spear that could penetrate your shield. There is no such things as "absolute" in this world.

Lu XiaoFeng sat on the steps, looking at Huo Xiu inside the cage. He suddenly got the feeling that the cage was quite a bit like a prison cell.

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Friday, 15 August 2008 21:44

Chapter 11 - The smartest man

The air was filled with the delicious and intoxicating aroma of the wine, the fire inside the little red clay stove was not big, but it was just enough to heat up the bitterly cold cave to a warm comfort.

"Well, at least I came to the right place," Lu XiaoFeng sighed. "And just at the right time."

Huo Xiu sighed as well.

"I don't get it, how come this person always show up just when I'm about to have some good wine."

He smiled and turned towards them. His bright and vivacious eyes gave even those wretched cloths on him life.

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Friday, 15 August 2008 21:43

Chapter 10 - Broken Souls, Heaven's Wrath

The soft grass had been soaked through by dew, the night was getting deeper.

Huo TianQing slowly made his way through the yard. The distant light in a small building shoned onto his white and withered face. He looked very tired, lonely and tired.

The clear water in the lotus pound was quiet like a mirror, reflecting the moon and a sky full of stars. With his hands behind him, he stood silently at the head of the small bridge. When the wind blew by, a small leaf was brought with it onto the ground.

He bent down and picked this fallen leaf up.

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Friday, 15 August 2008 21:42

Chapter 9 - A death too strange

The carriage was not huge, just big enough to carry four people. The horses that were pulling the carriage were very well trained, even though the carriage was traveling on a mud road, it was very stable. Ma XiuZheng and Shi XiuYun sat on one said with Sun XiuQing and Yie XiuZhu sitting opposite of them.

The carriage had been traveling for a long time, Shi XiuYun suddenly noticed that everyone was starting at her. She pretended not to noticed, but at last could not help but pout her lips and challenge everyone.

"Why are you guys all staring at me? Did a flower suddenly sprout on my face?"

"Even if a flower did sprout on your face," Sun XiuQing laughed and replied, "it would have been picked just then."

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Friday, 15 August 2008 21:41

Chapter 8 - Vengeance and Formidable Foe

A rainstorm is like the prodigal son that crashes into the rich woman's boudoir in the middle of the night, it comes suddenly and is even quicker going away.

But everything it left behind was changed because of it.

Every tree and leaf in the woods had been washed to a jade color, and the blood on the corpses were washed off too. Making it almost impossible to find the fatal wound.

But of these dozen or so men, not one of them was still alive.


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