Thinking Too Much (Request for Monthly Votes)

Thump, thump, thump. Blood formed in his marrow and was pumped out by his heart, rushing frantically to every part of his body. Meng Qi finally understood what it meant to be thrilled, to walk the line between life and death.

And now, danger had arrived. The balance between life and death had been shattered; the rope bridge over the cliff had snapped!

Last time, just mentioning Master Lu had stirred up his goofy Elder Brother, causing him to awaken suddenly and become the cold, ruthless Gao Lan, who had turned on him without a second thought. Now Han Guang had brought up Master Lu and Daoist Chong He in one breath. The result was obvious!

From that, Meng Qi could already picture his goofy Elder Brother's smile fading, his eyes turning indifferent and his expression cold and ruthless. How could his heart not race? How could his mind not tense? How could thoughts not come flooding in?

He couldn't afford to get lucky. He had to act at once.

At that moment, he couldn't think of a way to make his Elder Brother "go mad" again in the split second he had. He could only flee, and he had to flee. Once his Elder Brother "came to his senses," he would have no chance of survival!

Whether Han Guang had brought it up deliberately or just in passing, Meng Qi couldn't be sure if it would awaken his goofy Elder Brother. In other words, stopping Meng Qi from escaping wasn't his first priority. Of course, given Meng Qi's current cultivation and strength, Han Guang would probably realize what was happening as soon as Meng Qi had fled ten zhang—and slap him to death!

His goofy Elder Brother's "awakening" was a gradual process. It might take little time, but it