Chapter 4917 — Wounded in Love
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"So he really was wounded in love..." Wei Zhao was somewhat surprised. That such a hideous, ferocious man had been hurt in love—and deeply, by the look of it, which showed how deeply he had loved—was truly unexpected.
"I'll kill you! Damned pretty boy!" Lao Li was about to vent his fury and cleave Wei Zhao in two with a single stroke, his expert's aura on full display. Though he had not yet reached the level of a three-spirit Xuansheng expert like Chang Laiting, he was plainly a cut above ordinary early-stage Xuansheng experts—no wonder he held Wei Zhao in such contempt.
But before Wei Zhao could make a move, Lao Xiao beside him kicked Lao Li's curved blade aside, his strength clearly a notch above Lao Li's—no wonder Lao Li let him make the decisions.
"Calm down. Let this pretty boy hand over his things first, then you can kill him—no rush!" Lao Xiao snapped coldly, and only then did Lao Li recover, grimly sheathing his long and short curved blades.
"Hey hey, talking like that seems a bit insulting to my intelligence, doesn't it?" Wei Zhao stared at the two of them, his face dark with exasperation. Saying such things right to his face—who the hell would hand anything over? Did these two really think he was as bright as Ni Xiaoniu?
"Haha, I said it before—whether you live or die depends entirely on what rare treasures you can produce. If you can satisfy us, then naturally you won't have to die," Lao Xiao sneered.
"So it all comes down to rare treasures, does it?" Wei Zhao drew the words out with a faint smile, putting on an air of profundity. "You two really have come to the right person. I do happen to have a truly splendid rare treasure right on my person. Do you want it?"
"Heh heh, so you know what's good for you after all, pretty boy. Hurry up and hand it over!" Lao Xiao and Lao Li's eyes lit up at the words, and they urged him on eagerly.
"There, it's on my person. How about you come and get it yourselves? That way I can't seize the chance to run off, right?" Wei Zhao shrugged.
The two exchanged a glance, and Lao Xiao laughed at once. "Fine. Seeing as you're so sensible, if the treasure is decent enough, I'll be merciful and spare your life. Lao Li, search him!"
"Right. You'd better behave yourself, pretty boy—stand still and don't move, don't try any tricks, or your grandfather will hack you to pieces!" Lao Li grinned savagely and came over to search Wei Zhao.
But the moment his hand touched Wei Zhao, his whole body froze stiff, then began convulsing madly like sifting chaff, unable to utter a single word, breakdancing right there on the spot.
"Lao Li, what the hell's gotten into you? Hurry up and search him!" Lao Xiao, standing behind, had not yet grasped the situation. He frowned and urged him on, and seeing that Lao Li still showed no reaction, he impatiently raised a hand and slapped him, cursing, "You idiot, what are you dawdling for..."
But before he could finish, Lao Xiao himself began convulsing madly as well. Alarm and terror flooded his face, and he desperately activated his martial technique, putting all his strength into a kick that sent Lao Li flying while finally extricating himself.
To save himself, Lao Xiao had held nothing back in that kick. Lao Li was sent flying dozens of zhang, coughing blood in utter wretchedness—he had been seriously injured.