Only One Person Could Survive!

How can we take these people away?

It might expose me, and then my plan would fail!

Ye Jing's mind raced, searching for a way to achieve the best of both worlds.

"Ah!"

But the next second, a scream rang out.

A person's stomach was cut open by another person!

Blood instantly pooled on the ground.

Liu Qing coldly sheathed his dagger, looking at everyone with an indifferent expression.

"What are you all standing there for? Come and kill me!"

Ye Jing frowned. He didn't see any panic in this person; he was very calm, as if he often participated in such events.

And deep within his eyes lay a profound pain.

Liu Qing brandished the dagger in his hand, "I'm telling you, if you don't move, you really will die. I've experienced it many times!"

"And stop pretending! None of you are clean to have gotten here!"

Everyone's expression changed upon hearing Liu Qing's words.

Ye Jing narrowed his eyes. What was going on?

Has this person lived here for a long time?

What does it mean that none of them are clean?

This guy seems to know a lot of information!

Liu Qing gripped his dagger tightly and charged forward again; he was determined to leave this place alive!

Two months ago.

In a certain small world.

On a small island,

Dense jungles and rugged rocks make up this secluded and isolated place.

Sunlight occasionally pierced through the dense canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows on this land shrouded in the shadow of death.

Liu Qing, the former young master of a wealthy family, is now dressed in rags, his eyes filled with fear of the unknown and nostalgia for his past glory.

He huddled in a secluded corner, barely made of withered branches and fallen leaves, each heartbeat accompanied by a tremor of fear for the unknown.

Before me lay a man, unconscious, his face covered in blood and dust, looking utterly helpless.

Liu Qing's gaze lingered on the body, his inner struggle like a candle flame flickering in a storm. He gripped the dagger tightly, the cold metallic touch sending a chill down his spine.

Each time he wanted to raise the dagger, he was bound by his conscience and kindness deep within his heart, unable to bring himself to do it.

"Brother, I'm scared!" This tender voice pierced Liu Qing's thoughts like needles. It was his only relative— Ya Ya, an eight-year-old girl who had also been caught up in this cruel survival game. She clung tightly to Liu Qing's back, her little hands gripping a dagger that was too heavy for her, her face filled with fear and helplessness.

"It's alright, Ya Ya." Liu Qing tried to make his voice sound firmer, even though his heart was also filled with fear and anxiety. "We'll leave here and find a safer place to hide. As long as we don't give up, there will always be a way." He gently stroked Ya Ya's head, trying to offer her some comfort, and also searching for a bit of strength for himself to keep going.

However, every leaf and every Shi Tuo on the deserted island seems to tell a story of the hardship and cruelty of survival.

Liu Qing knew that running away was not a long-term solution, but what could they do in the face of this bloody reality?

As night fell, the killings on the deserted island quietly began.

Family, lovers, friends—all emotional bonds become incredibly fragile at this moment, replaced by an extreme desire to live and a deep fear of death.

Liu Qing's father was tragically killed in the first chaos, and his mother was also killed soon after trying to protect them!

Their deaths filled Liu Qing with a mixture of anger and grief.

He wanted to fight back, but he had a younger sister to protect.

He and his younger sister could only keep hiding on the island, struggling to survive until now.

Let's go!

Liu Qing took his sister's hand and quickly left the place.

The brother and sister hid on the island for several more days, each day feeling like walking on a knife's edge, cautious and fearful that the slightest sound would bring about their deaths.

They utilized the island's natural resources, learning to make simple traps to warn potential threats, while also avoiding densely populated areas and seeking out secluded, little-known corners as hiding places.

However, fate seemed determined not to let this unfortunate brother and sister off so easily.

One evening, as the last rays of the setting sun were about to be swallowed by darkness, a series of hurried footsteps broke the surrounding tranquility.

Liu Qing immediately became alert, holding Ya Ya's hand tightly, ready to deal with any sudden danger. Unfortunately, their hiding place was still discovered.

"There they are! Go after them!"

Several figures rapidly approached, and Liu Qing's heart leaped into his throat. He looked around and realized there was no way out.

He took a deep breath, shielded Ya Ya behind him, and formed a defensive line with his body.

"Ya Ya, don't be afraid, your brother will protect you." Liu Qing's voice was soft, but full of determination.

The pursuers closed in relentlessly, their daggers gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Liu Qing gripped his dagger tightly, preparing for a final stand.

But then, an unexpected event occurred.

The ground beneath their feet suddenly shifted, and the brother and sister, caught off guard, fell together into the rushing river beside them.

The icy river water instantly engulfed them, washing their hands apart.

Liu Qing struggled desperately to grab Ya Ya, but the force of the current was too strong. He could only watch helplessly as his sister was swept away, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.

"Ya Ya! Ya Ya!" Liu Qing shouted loudly in the water, but only the sound of rushing water answered him.

He swam to shore with all his might, his mind filled with only one thought—to find Ya Ya and protect her.

When Liu Qing finally struggled to climb ashore, soaked to the bone and utterly exhausted, he immediately began searching along the riverbank for Ya Ya's whereabouts.

Night had fallen, and the river under the moonlight appeared even more eerie and terrifying, but he did not give up, searching step by step.

But after a whole night, he had gained absolutely nothing.

His heart was filled with despair!

Another day has passed.

Liu Qing searched almost the entire river.

There was still no trace of his sister.

This made Liu Qing very uneasy; the lack of any trace of her meant that his sister was still alive.

If it's not by the river, then there are only two possibilities.

First, his younger sister was discovered and taken away.

Secondly, his younger sister went into the forest to look for him.

Regardless of the possibility, he had to go into the forest to search.

Standing on the riverbank, gazing at the vast jungle, Liu Qing felt an unprecedented sense of determination and resolve welling up within him. He knew that whatever awaited him ahead, he had to face it and find Ya Ya.

This bond between siblings is stronger than any fear or difficulty.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the jungle, a place full of unknowns and dangers.

Sunlight could barely penetrate the dense canopy, leaving only dappled shadows that added an eerie touch to the dim environment.