Life and Death Reclaimed

Qing Yi familiar with Qing Chen's voice.

As an intelligence officer and a former secret agent, Yan Chunmi could not possibly forget the voice of her superior.

So when Qing Chen spoke in his own voice, they immediately realized who was playing Zhou Cang.

Before, Qing Yi had actually thought about a question: since Mr. had already left, why couldn't he take him with him?

For three days in the mountain valley, with the wolf pack refusing to disperse, everyone was in danger of dying on this snowy plain.

He couldn't help but think, "If only my husband were here."

Now Qing Yi understands that the Master really was there.

Moreover, at this very moment, she risked her life to lure away all the pursuers.

Qing Yi realized that the wolf pack, the undead, and the murderous intent were all aimed at Qing Chen.

But how many people in this world are willing not to burden others when facing danger?

I bet most people would want to take a few people down with them before they die, right?

Qing Li.

Qing Chen.

The attendants.

Born into a conglomerate, what Qing Yi sees in his daily life is only thin family affection and blood ties fighting each other.

My father rarely came home, and my mother was always calculating money or trying to get some benefits for my uncles.

Family is a person's first window to the world. Young Qing Yi once thought that fighting was the whole world, so he wanted to become more shrewd and participate in the Shadow Struggle.

Today, Qing Yi suddenly felt a warmth he had never experienced before.

It turns out that there really are people in this world who are willing to choose death for themselves.

Qing Yi felt as if he had returned to that evening at the Autumn Leaf Villa, where the master gently stroked his head with his warm hand.

After their practice, the fellow disciples returned home amidst laughter and joy.

"Gentlemen."

With red eyes, Qing Yi charged towards Qing Chen like a wild horse.

Before he could run two steps, Yan Chunmi grabbed him and carried him quickly northward. "Qing Yi, the boss told me to protect you. If you go there now, you'll only make things worse."

Qing Yi roared, "You're his subordinate, why didn't you go and save him?"

With hundreds of wolves and unknown enemies, even if Qing Chen is incredibly powerful, he has no chance of surviving.

As Yan Chunmi walked, she calmly said, "This time... neither of us has the right to interfere."

At this point, the Kite Falcon had already sensed that something was wrong.

She knew Zhou Cang's identity; she knew he was one of Shadow's men, because Shadow had told her on the way here that she could cooperate with Zhou Cang if anything happened.

So, Qing Chen was impersonating Zhou Cang without even knowing it, so how did the people chasing Qing Chen know?

Someone from the Qing family has made a move, and this person is very likely Shadow.

In her view, it was highly likely that Shadow deliberately leaked information to some force, leading to Qing Chen being hunted down.

Yan Chunmi just didn't quite understand why Shadow did this.

But there's another problem: if the shadow is also unaware of this, then the situation becomes even more terrifying.

If all of this wasn't orchestrated by the Shadow, then it means there's an even more powerful force within the Qing clan influencing everything.

The other side even turned the people around Shadow to their side.

In this situation, Yan Chunmi couldn't think of any possibility that Qing Chen could survive, even if she went to help.

A person who can control hundreds of wolves is at least A-level.

A-level personnel will personally come and not give up until they achieve their goal.

This is also why Yan Chunmi has kept her identity hidden in the mountain valley. She understands the world of the extraordinary better than others and is more aware of the level of this crisis.

Qing Yi watched him and Qing Chen grow further and further apart until Qing Chen's figure finally disappeared into the heavy snow, he gradually despaired.

If Qing Chen really died on the snowfield, and his fellow disciples at the Autumn Leaf Villa knew he was there but did nothing, they would probably be very disappointed in him.

The thought that Qing Yi would never see that smiling gentleman again made her feel as if a knife had been slashed into her heart, causing her unbearable pain.

Song Niaoniao suddenly said, "But we have to do something, right?"

Yan Chunmi shook her head. "There's nothing we can do. All you can do is continue living according to his will... Let's go."

Respite.

Running across the snowfield consumes more energy than you might imagine.

Qing Chen glanced back at the wolf pack behind him and found that the wolves had a very clear division of labor, taking turns breaking through the snow.

The wolves at the front of the pack compact the snow, making it easier for the wolves behind them. Once the wolves at the front get tired, the wolves behind them will immediately take their place.

The wolf pack split into three groups and advanced side by side, giving Qing Chen absolutely no hope of survival.

Qing Chen roughly estimated the speed of the wolf pack and the distance between himself and the wolf pack.

Even if he uses Black Sniper to kill wolves now, he can kill a maximum of 89 before the remaining wolves catch up and surround him.

Even if there are 112 wolves left, he will still die.

At that moment, Qing Chen felt two streams of heat suddenly rising from his waist in the winter.

That's the feeling of adrenaline surging.

Life and death.

This was something Qing Chen hadn't experienced in a long time, but at this moment, the young man was even somewhat excited.

He exerted all his strength in Breathing Technique, exhaling scalding hot air from his lungs through his mouth, his will doing its utmost to control his body.

Qing Chen suddenly understood why he always felt something was missing in the mysterious world of Conquer by Virtue.

The Knight's Will.

The will to live or die!

What is the spirit of chivalry? Is it being a good person? Is it being loyal to one's lord?

No, that's Outer World Western power structure's definition of a knight, not the Knight Organization to which Qing Chen belongs!

The spirit of a knight consists only of an indomitable will and the courage to never regret a move.

That's everything they need when facing life and death.

This allowed them to climb Green Mountain Cliff even when they were still ordinary people.

Qing Chen suddenly laughed.

This long-lost feeling is so comforting.

In the mysterious world, he transformed the unknown that knights had to face into a certainty.

Now, he feels that if he survives this time, he must truly experience life and death.

My master, Li Shutong, once said that this is the longest road among all the shortcuts in the world.

Taking a few detours is nothing; Qing Chen will always find his way back.

But if this path is destined to end today, Qing Chen doesn't want to die in a wretched state.

There was no knight who died in a sorry state.

Only death from exhaustion.

Qing Chen felt extremely happy.

Death is something knights know all too well.

At this moment, the mole who had been following Qing Chen suddenly heard his laughter and felt a little surprised and uncertain.

He subconsciously looked around to see if anyone was lying in ambush.

However, the snowfield was empty and desolate, and the distant snow forest looked like white needles stuck in the earth.

There was absolutely no one there to support Inspector Qing Chen in front of us.

But the next second.

The mole was surprised to see that Qing Chen had stopped fleeing north and instead turned straight back to attack him.

The accomplice was startled.

He couldn't understand how the other party dared to fight back alone in the face of such a massive pursuit!

Are you crazy?

However, when the mole saw Qing Chen's eyes, the boy had already reverted to his original appearance.

Right there in this wilderness, those violent and crazed eyes were like a wild beast bursting forth from the depths of Forbidden Zone, ready to devour its prey.

Qing Chen raised his hand and held up his gun.

Before Qing Chen could even take aim, the inside man had already made an evasive maneuver.

However, he immediately realized that Qing Chen did not have a gun in his hand at all. The other party was just using his index finger and thumb to pretend to be a pistol to test his speed and strength level!

With just this one evasive maneuver, Qing Chen knew in his heart that this was B-Class gene warrior!

No wonder the other party dared to chase him before the wolf pack, no wonder the other party dared to continue acting as an inside agent in the mountain valley!

Firearms are no longer useful for soldiers of this caliber.

But Qing Chen did not back down; instead, his expression became even more ferocious!

In the blink of an eye, the two sides were engaged in close combat.

The accomplice drew his dagger and swung it, only to find that the boy suddenly moved away the instant he raised his hand. The two were like two repulsive magnets, separating without even making contact.

It was as if the boy had already anticipated his movements through the folds in his clothes.

What surprised him most was that, according to intelligence data, this Inspector Qing Chen was most likely a D-Class officer, and less likely C-Class officer.

However, the speed and power that the opponent unleashed in that instant were beyond what ordinary C-Class opponents could match.

Although our own strength is still superior to that of the opponent.

But the boy's incredible predictive ability completely erased any sense between them!

The inside man hardened his heart and charged towards Qing Chen.

Before he could even get close, he saw the other person suddenly conjure a playing card out of thin air.

The playing card, held between Qing Chen's two fingers, traced an arc, heading straight for the inside man's heart and lungs.

The accomplice raised his hand to block, but suddenly the slender fingers flicked, and the playing card spun rapidly and flew out from the gap in the accomplice's block.

The two were so close that the playing card seemed to come alive, forcefully passing through the gap in their lives.

It was as if Qing Chen had known the inside man's movements all along.

It sliced a hexagonal snowflake in two in mid-air, leaving a thin line of blood on the traitor's neck.

A drop of blood was drawn from the neck by the playing card, splashing onto another snowflake, changing its trajectory, and landing on the snow like a bright red cinnabar mark.

The accomplice slowly knelt on the deep snow, watching the boy kill him and then flee to continue his escape.

It's even faster than before!

He couldn't understand why the other party was doing this.

Even though he is B-Class gene warrior, and gene warriors are at the bottom of the superhuman hierarchy, he should not be crushed by a C-Class superhuman!

He was clearly being hunted, facing certain death, so why did that boy dare to turn back and kill himself before continuing his escape?

The inside man suddenly understood: the other side was telling all the pursuers that the other party was not a prey to be easily manipulated.

If you want someone's life, you have to give your life in return.

That's insane!

Just to express an attitude, so much time was sacrificed in the escape.

How madness is this?!

The accomplice slowly lay down on the snow.

At this moment, Qing Chen realized that this was not the person from the Shadow.

At first, Qing Chen wondered if Shadow had orchestrated this whole thing to win over Qing Yi's people completely.

After all, only those under his command knew that he was playing the role of Zhou Cang.

But now Qing Chen is certain that the other party is not, because the other party never intended to explain anything when facing death. No one is willing to continue keeping a secret after the play is over.

If this is someone who's acting under someone else's shadow, they should have clarified things long ago.

Moreover, the other party's style of action felt strangely familiar.

The physical techniques of the Age of Gods.

These are people from the Age of Gods!

Qing Chen sneered; things were starting to get interesting.

He looked up at the snow forest ahead, then reignited the flames of his Breathing Technique, using his willpower as fuel to accelerate his charge into the forest.

The wolves behind him finally caught up and rushed into the woods, following closely behind him.

But just as the pack of wolves rushed in, an almost invisible, transparent thread, sharp as a knife, sliced the wolves in two before they could stop.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten wolves died on the spot, their bright red blood staining and melting the snow.

The person controlling the wolf pack seemed somewhat hesitant for a moment, but he didn't hesitate for long. The wolf pack's formation transformed from the long river into raindrops, spreading out and seeping into the forest!