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Chapter 336 Kill Me Before Dawn 14 He is Just Himself

"Damn it!" Zhou Yan chased after him and looked at Fu Shi in the pit and said, "You don't care?!"

The Ninth Prince did not answer his question, but turned around and asked Su Lu to take the long sword in the carriage.

Tao Yongxing recognized at a glance that the young man in black who broke in was a nine thousand year old man. Now that he had rushed over, in the coldest winter month in Kyoto, he was sweating all over.

"I'll have someone bring the young master out right away." Tao Yongxing nodded and said, "Don't worry, my Lord, I will definitely not let the young master get hurt."

But as if in response to him, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Rouyi shouted, "Release the beast!" and the horn sounded.

Tao Yongxing almost fell to his knees. He was trembling and didn't dare to look up.

Who is Zhao Rouyi? She is the most beloved princess of the current emperor. How could he afford to offend her?

But Shifu couldn't afford to offend him! What's more...

A tiger roar was heard, and the beast that had been hungry for three days walked out from the other side.

It shook its head lazily and saw its food at a glance.

Fu Shi held the little beggar and looked at the big tiger, then suddenly laughed out loud.

Everything seemed so familiar. The sense of crisis coursing through his blood gradually became real. Fu Shi felt as if he was standing in that carefully designed arena again, listening to those bastards discussing how long he could live.

Every time this happened, Fu Shi would say something to himself.

"Live on." Fu Shi put the little beggar on the ground and rubbed his head: "Do you understand?"

The little beggar shook his head, but knew he was a burden, so he let go of his hand and ran towards the tiger resolutely.

Fu Shi was amused by the child and dragged him back by the collar: "Wait for me here, be obedient."

The little beggar nodded, squatted down and closed his eyes.

"Young Master! Knife!"

Su Lu's voice was heard, and a long knife wrapped in red cloth was thrown down from the gap by Su Lu, and the big tiger also moved at this time.

Beasts always cause panic in this era. As the big beast on the opposite side began to run towards Fu Shi, cheers began to be heard from the stands.

Fu Shi did not dodge or evade, just stood there and raised his hand to catch the long sword thrown by Su Lu.

The feel is somehow familiar.

Fu Shi raised his eyebrows, and dodged the attack of the big beast by leaning sideways. The red cloth then spread out, revealing a long sword with a completely red blade.

As soon as the old friend started to work, he was shaking with excitement, and Fu Shi laughed when he saw it.

This knife is none other than his "Ghost Messenger", the long knife that can absorb the life of its holder.

"I really value my life now." Fu Shi stuck the long knife into the ground: "I can't afford what you want."

The red sword was buzzing in a hurry, but unfortunately its owner didn't look at him and went straight to fight the big beast with his bare hands.

Zhou Yan wanted to scream when he saw this. He raised his hands to cover his eyes but didn't cover them completely. He only reluctantly left two gaps. He wanted to see but was afraid of seeing Fu Shi lose, so he could only peek like this.

Zhao Rouyi was pressed to the ground by Cang Ling and Zhu Lu. In just a few minutes, forty-nine silver needles had been inserted into her body by Qingniao. She wailed in pain and wanted to break free but had no strength to move. She could only cry and scream.

Shi Fu stood in front of the baffle with his hands behind his back. He lowered his head and watched the young man's movements, his palms full of sweat.

"Master, all forty-nine are in place." Qingniao knelt on one knee in front of Shi Fu. The little girl who always smiled at Fu Shi had a blank expression on her face. "It's just that I want to know what will happen after eighty-one silver needles are inserted. Please grant me permission, Master."

Shi Fu chuckled and said, "Okay."

Tao Yongxing and Zhao He knelt aside and trembled, not daring to move at all.

The others finally realized something was wrong and quieted down. For a moment, the only sounds in the meeting hall were the roar of the tiger and the howling of Zhao Rouyi.

There are a total of six death warriors around Jiu Qian Sui, and each of them has their own strengths.

For example, the bluebird looks weak but is famous for its silver needle interrogation method.

I heard that the criminals under her control couldn't last long and would tell anyone anything they wanted, and they simply couldn't endure the pain.

As for the silver needle interrogation method, everyone thought that there were only forty-nine needles, but what they didn't know was that Blue Bird was extremely talented in this area.

She acted extremely quickly, basically piercing those acupuncture points in an instant, without any hesitation, she moved and inserted the needles, and soon all eighty-one silver needles were in place.

Zhao Rouyi was still shouting loudly like a toy that never knew fatigue, but her breath was getting weaker and weaker. She had already lost control of her bowels and bladder, and could no longer move without the shackles of Cang Ling and Zhu Lu. She could only twitch continuously.

In the pit, the young man dodged the attack of the big beast again, and the darkness in his eyes became darker.

If it weren't for Zhao Rouyi, his children might not have to face such a beast.

Shi Fu thought so, even though he knew very well that the young man jumped down just to fight the beast, he couldn't help thinking in this direction.

He is here, he is standing here, maybe he will show some weakness and come back.

Jiu Qiansui let out a long breath, and still felt that it would be better if the Zhao family did not sit on the throne.

In the pit, Fu Shi himself said that he had done it with ease, as he "barely escaped" in Shi Fu's eyes.

The young man had a smile on his lips and was playing tricks on the big beast, the tiger.

His movements were very easy, without any effort at all. Each dodge did not even require much effort. He just turned sideways or took a step to make the tiger miss its pounce.

This level is still a bit simple for Fu Shi.

But he was not as angry as he thought, nor as crazy as he thought.

He just moved his body dully, dodging the tiger's pounce again and again.

Fu Shi found that he didn't seem to care as much as he thought.

Those old memories hooked his body like silk threads, but the threads did not seem very strong and he could get rid of them with a simple struggle.

So what is he thinking?

Fu Shi suddenly didn't understand.

The time spent in the orphanage was not enough to become a regret for him. He also crawled out of that beastly hell and could even talk to Cheng Cheng about it without any obstacles.

Now, even the Colosseum didn't stimulate him as he expected. It seemed that it was just bringing back those unbearable memories.

But he doesn't need it.

The things that bound him had long been torn away by everyone he met later, and he was just himself.

He is just himself.

He thought that the past that he cared about had long been kicked to the ground by him and trampled on.

If even suffering cannot stop a fool, what else can stop him?

The last bit of gloom was swept away, Fu Shi took a deep breath, and at the age of 29, he untied the knot in his heart that had lasted for 13 years, and truly accepted this 21-year-old body.

Fu Shi thought, this is so fucking cool.