Chapter 739 - Cao Cao (1/2)

Chapter 739 Cao Cao

Ye Cang brushed off the disgusting flesh and blood on his face, stepped over Shi Qian’s corpse and summoned the lottery machine. With tears in his eyes, he pulled the trigger six times consecutively and got nothing. Turning around to see Qin Qiong and a few weak hero spirits rushing at him, Ye Cang kept away his cooking knife and revolver and stared at them with The Ocular Lens of Death. A scary light was seen flashing in his eye and he posed like a cowboy with his left hand on his waist and right hand on the revolver. Your time has come!

Time was running out and Liu Bei saw the hero spirits attacking them. Even though they are not strong, they are still annoying! “Quickly help us out!”

The Ocular Lens of Death flashed.

Ye Cang pulled out his gun and clicked the firing pin.

“Bang!”

All six shots were launched but they were so fast that it sounded like only one shot.

Three envoys and three hero spirits were right on the head. They could not react to it at all. Among them, there was even a Korean hero spirit who used imaginary illusions. Ye Cang spun his revolver, put it back into the holster and continued to pull the trigger on the lottery machine.

At a side, Zhou Yu was leaning against the fence and polishing his instrument as he saw Liu Bei dealing with Qin Qiong. I’ve used quite an amount of spiritual energy just now. Our main task is to protect Ye Cang with what we’ve got. He then started playing the song, Guangling San, enjoying himself very much. Whoever who knew this song would know the story of Nie Zheng assassinating Han Kui. The melody was encouraging and exciting as it resembled selflessness. Zhou Yu exclaimed, “It’s indeed the best song in the world.”

“I sort of know something about this person. Nana told me that his deduction of music has no relation with emotions and has a big impact on how people think. It basically says that music itself and its beauty and ugliness has nothing to do with an individual’s emotion. He thinks that emotions are in and only within the heart whereas music is just a medium that aids in expressing those emotions. I remember Nana said that it opposes Confucianism which was the main religion at that time. It was the first party that opposes traditions. I think Zhong Hui was the one who was responsible for his death,” Ye Cang said as his eyes were fixed on the lottery machine.

“Who is Zhong Hui?”

“The son of Zhong Yao.”

“The son of Zhong Yao?! That fella has another son at that age?!” Ye Cang’s reply caught Zhou Yu’s attention and the two of them started gossiping.

“He was 75 years old when Zhong Hui was born. Do know that Zhong Hui is very famous.”

“Wow…” Zhou Yu was surprised.

“Hey! Come over and help me out, you two! Don’t make me cause trouble to your ancestors…” Lu Bei was shouting at the top of his lungs. Realizing that the two of them had no intention of helping him out, he stared at Qin Qiong. “Bro, let’s have a cigarette break.”

Interesting as it may sound, Qin Qiong did not bother and smashed him anyway.

Surprisingly, Ye Cang got himself two rings and a lot of bracelets from the lottery machine. Rings of different styles including European and Chinese ones were on all his ten fingers.

As the lottery machine disappeared, Ye Cang picked up Grimm’s machine gun that he threw away earlier. “Get away!”

With the Ocular Lens of Death and Ye Cang’s foresight, Qin Qiong could not dodge his attacks but could only block it. It was as if the bullets reached where it reached before he knew it. The bracelet on Ye Cang’s hand flashed and he vanished into thin air. A second later, he appeared behind Qin Qiong. Cooking Knife Execution! Qin Qiong turned around to counterattack but Ye Cang had already sent him flying. Liu Bei then stabbed his blades into Qin Qiong’s back and slashed him into halves.

Ye Cang kept his cooking knife back to the scabbard and summoned the lucky lottery machine. Consecutively, he pulled it thrice, not expecting to get anything. He just wanted to stack up the times until the Bad Luck Lottery Machine appeared again.

The three of them then took a big turn to avoid the fight and to see if another entrance was accessible. Along the way, Liu Bei and Zhou Yu were stunned when they saw a man pushing a stroller in the valley. The man was pointing a bright red long sword at the throat of an old lady, “Do you have milk?!”

“Old Cao?”

“Cao Mengde?”