Fighter of the Destiny

Zhou Tong stared at the stone wall, his eyes getting darker and darker, like two will-o'-the-wisps.

That weak vibration seemed ordinary, but for the underground world with layers of formations to stabilize and protect it, it meant something terrible - someone had touched Zhou Yu's formation, and it was not like an insect thrown into a spider's web. He dived in like that, like a luthier stretching out his fingers, pulling on a string, and playing it gently.

Zhou Tong stared at the stone wall and did not notice that a drop of water fell from the gap in the stone wall at the top of the cell.

The ground is very humid. Even with the isolation of the formation, there are still many places where water is seeping on the surrounding stone walls. Even in this relatively dry cell, this scene does not seem out of place. The problem is that the drop of water falls in a very coincidental position, just on the spout of the hip flask.

The moisture in the soil has been filtered through layers of gravel and formations. When it seeps out from the stone wall, there is no trace of impurities, and it is as clear as dewdrops.

The dewdrop slipped silently down the slender porcelain mouth into the wine bottle.

At this moment, Zhou Tong turned around.

Xue He said: Chen Changsheng should have felt it. He would have guessed that you were here.

Zhou Tong knew that, so he left in a hurry.

He didn't know who the person who touched the formation was able to penetrate deep into Zhou Prison.

That person should still be some distance away from here, but he decided to leave without hesitation.

As Xue He said, that person probably wanted to use this method to inform people on the ground of his specific location.

He said calmly: There have always been many people who want me dead.

me too.

Xue He picked up the wine bottle in front of him and filled the empty glass.

Zhou Tong picked up the wine pot and filled his own cup.

Xue He raised his glass and said, I wish you a slow death.

Death is a terrible thing, but if the process is fast enough, or can be called pleasant, if it is slow, then naturally only pain will remain.

Zhou Tong smiled, clinked the glass with him gently, and then brought it to his lips to finish the drink.

No matter how fast Chen Changsheng's sword is, it will never be able to get here so quickly.

Zhou Tong looked at the stone wall that had become quiet again.

This was the most secret and safest hiding place he had arranged for himself, but at this time he chose to abandon it without hesitation and find another place to hide.

No matter how much Xue He hated this person, he had to admit that this kind of decision was really extremely powerful. At the same time, he was also a little curious and asked: Although I don't know how big the wind and snow are today, I can imagine that at this time, There aren’t many places in Kyoto that can keep you safe, so where can you go?”

A rabbit will always leave three holes to escape at any time, let alone us humans.

Zhou Tong said: You will definitely feel sorry. It is really not easy for a villain like me to die. At least I won't die today.

After saying this, he said nothing more, walked out of the cell, and walked along the dim alley toward the darker front.

The bean-like lights on both sides of the alley were very similar to the faint light in his eyes at this time. They were both faint will-o'-wisps.

His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the alley, as if walking towards hell, until he sank into the deepest darkness.

Across the iron fence, Xue He kept looking at Zhou Tong's back, silently, for a long time, until Zhou Tong disappeared, still looking over there.

It wasn't out of emotion or because of some complex emotions that existed in his heart at this time, he just wanted to make sure that Zhou Tong had really left.

Water drops fell again on the stone walls of the roof, and then there was a friction sound on the side walls.

Two hard stones were removed, and a mass of mud squeezed out.

It was not real mud, but a person who had been living in the mud for dozens of days.

On the night of the Tianshu Mausoleum Incident, Chen Changsheng was taken to the Tianshu Mausoleum by the Queen, and Tang Tang was kidnapped back to Wenshui by the second master of the Tang family. After that, Zhexiu disappeared.

No one has found any trace of him again, whether it is the imperial court, the palace, or the National Education Academy.

It turns out that he has been hiding in Beibingsi Alley, but deep underground.

If you explain it carefully, it will be very long and complicated, but it is actually very simple.

The Qing officials replanted the crabapple tree and dug a tree pit in the courtyard. He jumped out of the tree pit and has stayed underground until now.

No one knows how he survived these dozens of days.

But for Zhexiu, this is a normal thing.

He is a wolf, possessing unimaginable patience and perseverance. In order to catch prey, he can wait for a long time, and can endure the unbearable hunger and thirst of humans. In order to kill the demon outpost cavalry, he often swims deep in the snow. , it lurks for dozens of days. Although the snow is much softer than the soil, it is also much colder.

Zhou Tong was the most powerful in his hunting experience and the prey he wanted to kill the most, so he paid more patience, of course, at a high price.

His face was very pale and extremely thin. Although his eyes were still cold and focused, he was obviously much weaker than on the ground.

Xue He looked at him and asked, Did you touch the formation?

No, I don't understand the formation, and I didn't know that Chen Changsheng would come.

Zhexiu's voice was hoarse because he had drank very little water in the past few decades and spoke very little.

Xue He recalled the day when he was imprisoned in the deepest cell. The voice coming from the stone wall was low and hoarse.

At that time, he didn't know who was in the stone wall, a human or a ghost, but after listening to what the other person said, he would cooperate with the other person even if he was really a ghost.

Xue He reached out and pulled out the golden thorn from his blood-stained clothes, frowned slightly, and let out a painful groan.

More than ten golden thorns were pulled out, but they were only one-third of their actual length. This was something he and Zhe Xiu had prepared in advance.

In the original plan, he would cooperate with Zhe Xiu to find a way to poison Zhou Tong, and then delay as much time as possible until Zhou Tong was poisoned, Zhe Xiu broke out of the wall, and joined forces with him to attack. At the beginning, the reality went more smoothly than imagined, and the poisoning was successfully completed. Unexpectedly, someone touched the formation and scared Zhou Tong away.

It was obvious that the person hiding in the dark did not know about Zhexiu's existence, and certainly did not know about Zhexiu's plan, but he also wanted Zhou Tong to die.

Xue He said: You go and notify Chen Changsheng, and I will go after Zhou Tong.

Zhexiu didn't object, but that didn't mean he acquiesced. It just meant that he wouldn't listen to Yi Xue He's words at all.

He handed a bunch of keys to Xue He, walked out of the cell, and walked in the direction where Zhou Tong disappeared.

At the beginning, he walked very slowly, because he was weak, and also because he had been crawling in the mud for dozens of days and had not walked on his feet for a long time.

It didn't take long for his movements to become coordinated. Although they were not very fast, they were stable enough.

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In the dark alley, Zhou Tong walked forward, turning corners every time he walked. From time to time, a door would fall down and be covered by mud.

The underground alleys were already as dense as a spider web, and through such methods, they became even more complicated. He believed that even if someone helped Chen Changsheng break through the court's siege, Chen Changsheng found the true location of Zhou Prison and fought his way underground. There is no way to find yourself.

Thinking of this, he felt a lot more at ease and reached out to touch his chest.

His brows furrowed because he found that his heartbeat had become a little faster. He didn't know whether it was because he was walking too fast or for some other reason.

Like... fear.

He didn't want to admit that he was scared, so he took a deep breath and secretly channeled his true energy, preparing to calm his heartbeat.

The true energy moves smoothly through the meridians, just like water flowing in a channel. Suddenly, it encounters a bank that it cannot cross.

A sharp pain shot through his chest.

He started vomiting blood.

The blood was black.

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(This is the second season of Killing Zhou. When I wrote the first season of Killing Zhou in the previous volume, you can see clearly from the chapter names that Zhou Tong will not die at that time, and I will kill him very seriously. Today is Christmas Eve, I wish everyone a happy time, but the important thing is to say it again as in previous years: girls, please pay attention to safety measures.)