A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 221 Unbearable Memories

The old man glanced at his dying son, his eyes filled with reluctance, and then placed the jade pendant on his son's chest. Immediately afterward, the old man formed a lion seal with his hands and gently pressed it onto the jade pendant. The jade pendant suddenly shone brightly, then emitted a soft white light, which grew stronger and stronger until it illuminated the entire secret room as if it were daytime.

The three Chu brothers stood quietly behind the old man, their expressions tense, their eyes fixed on the jade pendant on their junior brother's chest.

Suddenly, the jade pendant on Tianyue's chest trembled violently, its light flickering and threatening to disappear. When the light on the pendant was almost as faint as a firefly, Tianyue suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Her eyes widened in fear and resentment as she pleaded, "Father, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, save me, save me!"

The sound abruptly stopped, the old man's face changed drastically, and he cried out urgently, "Tian Yue, Tian Yue!" Then he roared to the sky, "No!!"

Upon hearing this, the three Chu brothers immediately tensed up, their hearts practically leaping into their throats.

The old man's eyes had turned bloodshot, and his face was contorted with extreme anger. It was as if a bucket of oil had been poured into his heart, and his anger suddenly flared up. He was so angry that his eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"Moon Goddess, I am your sworn enemy! I will take you down with me even if it costs me my life. What are you three standing there for? Hurry up and protect the Dharma!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xiong and his two fellow disciples trembled. Without hesitation, they quickly sat cross-legged and simultaneously let out a muffled shout, transferring all their true energy into the old man's body. At the same time, the three disciples cried out in their hearts, "Junior Brother, you absolutely cannot be harmed!"

As the light emanating from the jade pendant grew weaker and weaker, and then disappeared several times, the three Chu brothers were sweating profusely with anxiety. They all knew in their hearts that their beloved junior brother Youjia was now beyond saving.

What to do? What to do? The three brothers were extremely anxious, and almost simultaneously thought of the same thing—a miracle. They desperately hoped that a miracle would happen because they did not believe that their junior brother had died so easily.

But, can miracles really happen? Could a miracle truly occur?

It sounds absurd, doesn't it? But a miracle truly happened to me. Do you know what it means to "see no ancient sages before me, no successors after me; contemplating the vastness of heaven and earth, I am overwhelmed with sorrow and tears"? This poem perfectly describes my life. Having lived two lives, haven't I truly been unparalleled before and after me? After my rebirth, facing all sorts of new challenges and potential dangers alone, experiencing joy and sorrow alone, and sorting out my chaotic emotions alone, truly embodies the feeling of "contemplating the vastness of heaven and earth, I am overwhelmed with sorrow and tears!"

Now, this inexplicable feeling is coming again. It seems to be some kind of ominous premonition, a sign that danger is approaching, or even the smell of death.

Could it be that some life-threatening danger is approaching again?

Suddenly, Chao Bufan shuddered and instinctively fell backward, his body flying backward like a piece of paper with no thickness, touching the ground.

"Swipe!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

Just as Chao Bufan was leaning back rapidly, a series of rapid whooshing sounds suddenly rang out, rushing towards the lone figure walking on the street from all directions.

Arrows, iron lotus seeds, throwing knives, darts, bullets... countless hidden weapons mixed with bullets came crashing down like a storm!

A barrage of projectiles, denser than a torrential downpour, combined with a hail of bullets.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, sparks flew everywhere, and a short-handled iron hammer connected by an iron chain landed directly on the spot where Chao Bufan had just stood. As the loud noise rang out, a large crater appeared in the ground, accompanied by flying sand and stones.

"Bang! Bang! Clang!"

Another reverberation followed, and swords, knives, darts, bullets, and other projectiles came crashing down around the giant crater.

After this unusually dense barrage of hidden weapons, a sudden silence fell, with only the whistling wind breaking the silence. Fortunately, Chao Bufan reacted quickly, and the sharp weapons narrowly missed him, leaving him unharmed.

Seeing so many sharp weapons raining down on him, Chao Bufan's heart sank: assassins! And a well-trained, organized group of assassins with combat experience. The previous attack alone had brought dozens of arrows, along with darts, throwing knives, iron spikes, sharp arrows, throwing hammers, ring blades, throwing forks, rope darts… and the coordination between close and long range was excellent, with orderly and coordinated attacks. An ordinary person would have been instantly killed, leaving not even ashes. Even in his previous life, Chao Bufan believed he wouldn't have been able to escape, and even Falcon himself would likely have been doomed. But times had changed. He had reacted as danger approached, thus saving his life.

He flew several meters backward, skimming the ground, before coming to a stop. He stood with his hands behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed. With his abilities, escaping wouldn't have been difficult; no matter how fierce the enemy's attack, he could have retreated unscathed. However, the enemy's ferocious attack was clearly intended to kill him. Moreover, it was clear from the hidden weapons that many of them emitted a distinct color when they made their whistling sound, indicating that those who used them were no ordinary people, but genuine cultivators.

Since they are cultivators, this assassin organization is no ordinary group!

So he wondered, "They actually deployed such a powerful lineup. This is something no ordinary assassin group could do. Who on earth wants to kill me?"

He remained remarkably calm. He knew that an assassin wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal; after all, his current incarnation—Falcon—was a world-class top assassin. Assassins often operate this way: if their first attempt fails, their target will inevitably become more cautious. Therefore, assassins often harbor a侥幸心理 (a gambler's mentality) and attempt another assassination. They will wait patiently, waiting for their target to lower their guard and reveal a weakness before striking with full force. If the second attempt also fails, it means the assassination mission has completely failed, so they will abandon it.

Because of his past experience as an assassin, he had to be on high alert, wanting to see what the enemy's second attack would be like. However, after a long time, there was no movement around him; instead, it was eerily quiet.

This further proves one point: the quality of this assassin organization is top-notch!