Chapter 919

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhou Muran roared and raised his sword to kill ye Ziheng. But because his distracted mind was destroyed by Ye Ziheng, he was seriously injured. He had no previous strength. Now he may only have the strength of the eight level martial artists. It's a bit of wishful thinking to kill ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng reaches out and grabs Zhou Mulan's hand. Then he chops it on his arm. A pain and numbness comes from his hand. Subconsciously, the sword falls.

When ye Ziheng saw this, he immediately bent over, picked up the long sword, and then grasped the hilt. Without saying anything, he stabbed Zhou Mulan in the heart of his chest.

"Er..."

Zhou Mulan slowly looked down at his chest, a sense of pain slowly climbed last week Mulan's heart, and then, blood began to flow out of his mouth.

"Why?"

Zhou Mulan grabs ye Ziheng's hand. The pain on his face is mixed with confusion.

"Is it not good to have an undercover in the school? And I have given you my distraction. Don't you rest assured of me! "

Zhou Mulan asked, his tone full of confusion.

Ye Ziheng looked at him, silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"It's less than an hour since we met, but you are willing to surrender to me and betray the cult. Why? "

Zhou Mulan could not help laughing, but he just laughed twice, then suddenly coughed, a few blood was coughed out of his mouth.

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

Zhou Mulan laughed and said.

"I can't beat you. I know in my heart that if I fight, I will be the last one to die. But who wants to die? Only in this world for 30 years, the first half of his life has been wasted, bumpy, and unrecognized. It's not easy to welcome the hope after the second half of his life. He can live in a high position and attitude, but before he can enjoy it, someone will kill you. If it's you, would you like to die! "

Ye Ziheng is silent, but after half a sound, he shakes his head.

"No."

Hearing ye Ziheng's answer, Zhou Mulan smiled.

"So what's wrong with my choice?"

Ye Ziheng looked at him and shook his head again.

"There are no errors."

"Then why don't you approve of my surrender?"

Zhou Mulan roars, his eyes are red, his face is filled with anger, as if he could not help swallowing the leaves.

But ye Ziheng looked up at him. There was no self reproach or sad expression on his face. He was as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened.

"In order to survive, you can betray and promote you to the heresy step by step. Then how do I know if you will betray me for the sake of living, a person who has nothing to do with you?

You gave me distraction, right, but what about that? Even if it's destroyed, it's only a little strength that's lost, and it's not permanent. It can be recovered after three or five years, so it seems that the cost of betrayal is too low to trust you. "

As soon as ye Ziheng said this, Zhou Mulan was speechless. He wanted to say something to refute it, but he found that he didn't know what to say. At last, he had to smile bitterly alone.