Chapter 919 Just To Live

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhou Muran roared angrily, and raised the long sword in his hand to kill Ye Ziheng. But because his distraction was ruined by Ye Ziheng, he was seriously injured, and he no longer had the strength he had before. Now he may only have the strength of an eighth-rank martial artist at most. It is wishful thinking to kill Ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Muran's hand, and then slammed his palm on his arm. A painful and numb feeling came from his hand, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand for a long time. The sword fell down.

Seeing this, Ye Ziheng immediately leaned over, picked up the long sword in an instant, then grasped the hilt, without saying a word, stabbed into Zhou Muran's chest and heart.

"Well……"

Zhou Muran slowly lowered his head to look at his chest, a belated pain slowly crept into Zhou Muran's heart, and then, blood began to flow out of his mouth involuntarily.

"Why?"

Zhou Muran grabbed Ye Ziheng's hand, the pain on his face was mixed with doubt and incomprehension.

"Isn't it good to have an undercover agent in the sect? And I gave you my distraction, don't you still worry about me!"

Zhou Muran asked, his tone full of puzzlement.

Ye Ziheng looked at him, was silent for a long time, finally shook his head and said.

"It's been less than an hour since we met just now, but you are willing to surrender to me and betray the cult. Why?"

When Zhou Muran heard it, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, but just after laughing twice, he suddenly coughed, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

Zhou Muran laughed and said.

"I can't beat you. I know this from the bottom of my heart. If the fight continues, I must be the last person to die. But let me ask, who wants to die? After only living in this world for more than 30 years, the first half of my life has been all the way. Wasted, ups and downs, not being recognized by others, it is not easy to usher in hope in the second half of life, and you can live with a high status and attitude, but before you have time to enjoy all this, someone wants to kill you. If it is you, Are you willing to die!"

Ye Ziheng was silent, but after a while, he shook his head.

"I don't want to."

After hearing Ye Ziheng's answer, Zhou Muran smiled.

"So is there something wrong with my choice?"

Ye Ziheng looked at him and shook his head again.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Then why don't you approve of my surrender?"

Zhou Muran roared, his eyes were red, and the expression on his face was filled with anger, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Zihengsheng.

But Ye Ziheng looked up at him, there was no remorse or sadness on his face, it was as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened.

"In order to survive now, you can betray me and promote you, and let you step by step to the current cult. Then how do I know, whether you will betray me next time in order to survive? This has nothing to do with you What about people?

It's true that you gave me the distraction, but so what? Even if it is destroyed, what is lost is only a small amount of strength, and it is not permanently lost. It can be recovered after three to five years. From this point of view, the cost of betrayal seems to be so low that people can't trust you. "

As soon as Ye Ziheng said these words, Zhou Muran was speechless, and wanted to say something to refute, but found that he didn't know what to say, so he had to laugh bitterly alone.

(to be continued)