Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 562 Borrowing His Highness’s Blood 1

Mr. Qiu is dead.

His body was curled up in a pool of blood, his hands were tied behind his back with thick hemp rope, and his finger bones were twisted into strange arcs.

Various intertwined wounds covered his entire body.

The flesh cut by swords and knives was curled up, the bruises caused by blunt hammers were as black as ink, and there was even a large area of ​​charred burns on the back. It was obvious that he had suffered extreme torture before death.

After his head was chopped off, it was kicked onto the grass three feet away. His gray hair was covered in mud, and there were still traces of blood in the corners of his eyes.

Li Zhi's Adam's apple rolled violently. When he reached out to cover the little prince's eyes, he realized that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burning penetrated the nostrils, piercing the heart better than any sharp blade.

Li Zhi recalled that when he was at the Night Tour Office, it was Old Qiu who personally took him to the treasure house. Along the way, Old Qiu told him various matters in detail.

He also brought Li Zhi to the imperial palace library, so that Li Zhi could broaden his horizons and solve some questions about cultivation.

Even when Li Zhi was unsure when facing the emperor for the first time, it was Mr. Qiu who kindly gave him advice.

However, at this moment, this old man who had a great favor to Li Zhi died tragically here!

Li Zhi only felt his head was dizzy and his body was a little unstable.

At this moment, the young prince spoke slowly, his voice trembling as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper: "Master Li... Master Li, please let me go. I want to... see Mr. Qiu again..."

Li Zhi sighed and slowly let go of his hand.

The moonlight fell on the boy's face, reflecting his tightly bitten lower lip and red eyes.

The little prince walked step by step to the edge of the grass and carefully picked up the head.

Then, he reached out and used his sleeve to wipe the dirt and footprints off the head bit by bit, his movements as gentle as if he was stroking fragile porcelain.

When I saw that Mr. Qiu's face was also covered with scars, an eye that had been gouged out, teeth that had been pulled out, and a cheek that had been pierced by a sharp weapon...

The little prince couldn't hold back again, tears welled up in his eyes, and his shoulders shook silently.

After the young prince finally wiped Old Qiu's head clean, he gently placed the head in front of the corpse.

Then he kowtowed three times respectfully to the broken body, and his forehead hit the cold ground with a dull sound.

"I swear in the name of the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace!"

The young man knelt on the ground, his tender voice hoarse with extreme grief and indignation, yet his voice was filled with resounding determination: "I must grind these traitors to dust and avenge Mr. Qiu!"

Before he could finish his words, a burst of foul language emerged from the woods.

"Tsk tsk, two more fish have slipped through the net."

"I just killed an old one, and now two young ones are delivered to my door. Today is really a good day!"

"From what this kid said, could it be that he is the prince?"

"The prince is great! If we can capture him, it will be a great achievement..."

"Haha, then we're going to get rich!"

Dozens of rebel bandits armed with knives and axes walked out from behind the trees with ferocious smiles on their faces.

The man in the lead had a scar across his nose and was licking the blood off the blade with his tongue. His eyes darted back and forth between Li Zhi and the little prince, as if he were sizing up a lamb to be slaughtered.

The little prince stood up suddenly, and even though his legs were still shaking, he stared at those people. He knew that these people must be the murderers who brutally killed Mr. Qiu!

Li Zhi gently pulled him behind him, his eyes sweeping over the group of rebels slowly approaching them, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you really want to avenge Old Qiu?"

The little prince nodded heavily, with a look of determination on his pale face.

Li Zhi took a deep breath, half-knelt down, his eyes fixed on the prince's face, and said in a deep voice, "How dare I borrow some blood from Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, the little prince did not hesitate at all, and did not even ask Li Zhi why he wanted his blood. He simply put his index finger into his mouth and bit it hard.

Then he raised his hand: "Here!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, his raised hand was still trembling slightly, and bright red blood was oozing from his bitten index finger.

Li Zhi held the cold little hand, pressed the bleeding fingertips on his forehead, and slowly slid them towards the center of his eyebrows.

When the warm blood bead touched his brow, he suddenly felt that the surrounding national oppression receded like a tide, and the five internal organs in his body that had been functioning slowly began to boil again as if they were injected with vitality!

Li Zhi exhaled heavily, patted the young prince on the shoulder, and said, "Your Highness, please watch carefully and see how I, a humble servant, will kill these traitors with my own hands!"

When Li Zhi stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, and the bloodstain between his eyebrows glowed strangely under the moonlight.

The image of Mr. Qiu lying in a pool of blood flashed repeatedly in his mind, and a surge of burning anger rushed from his chest to his head!

Li Zhi urgently needs a thorough bloody fight to commemorate the deceased and to vent his overwhelming grief and anger!

The rebels were still approaching with a grin on their faces, and Scarface had even raised his axe.

Li Zhi suddenly opened his mouth, revealing an extremely terrifying grin.

next moment!

The cold wind rises, and the five ghosts appear!

The earth collapses and the karmic fire burns!

 …

Leizhou, the city of thunder.

On the bluestone ground outside the Yeyousi prison, the accumulated water mixed with the undried blood was dark red.

The released criminals were now squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands. The arrogance they had used to roar in the prison had disappeared, leaving only the trembling of a sieve.

In front of these criminals, two figures in green uniforms stood facing each other.

Shen Lie's fingers, pressing on the knife handle, turned white from exerting so much force. He looked at his colleague, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and his Adam's apple rolled over him: "Why..."

He couldn't understand why this brother who had joined the department at the same time as him and had fought back to back in a sea of ​​blood and corpses would personally chop down the guards and release these criminals with blood on their hands from the cage.

You know, this is a capital crime that means extermination of the family and annihilation of the entire clan!

"Ah..."

Hong Fan curled the corners of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile.

He turned his head and glanced at the group of criminals who were scared to death by Shen Lie, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. He turned back, looked at Shen Lie and asked, "Lao Lie, we entered the Night Patrol Division in the same year, right?"

Shen Lie did not respond, but just looked at him solemnly.

The light from the torch danced between the two men, reflecting the murderous intent surging in Hong Fan's eyes.

Hong Fan ignored Shen Lie's silence and continued, "In terms of seniority, you and I are of the same age, and I am no worse than you..."

"In terms of achievements, I led the team to exterminate the Wind Beast Demon five years ago. Seven years ago, I single-handedly tracked down and arrested the evil cultivators who shocked the Chen family of Yongguo... I've handled as many major cases and slain as many powerful demons as you..."

"But why... you, Shen Lie, became a Bing Element Lord, while I? Am I still just a lowly Earthly Branch?"

Hong Fan's eyes were red, and he suddenly growled at Shen Lie: "You ask me why? I also want to ask you why?!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lie's stern face revealed a hint of helplessness. He sighed softly, "So... you did this? Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"as a result of?"

Hong Fan seemed to have heard some big joke. He pointed at Shen Lie, smiled and shook his head and said, "Consequences? What other consequences could there be?"

His voice suddenly paused, and then he looked at Shen Lie with a grim expression.

"You know... things are going to change!!"