Way Of Choices Chapter 767 – A Single Sigh, One Thousand Li Of Mount Han (1/2)

Chapter 767 – A Single Sigh, One Thousand Li of Mount Han

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The strum of the zither that Zhu Ye heard was naturally no illusion

Although the sound of this zither came from the distant snowy mountains and was somewhat ethereal, it possessed an undeniably objective existence

It was cold, clear, and fine, like hair or the edge of a blade, and thus sharp

The cold winds blowing above the snowy mountains were cut apart, the darkness soe was also cut apart, and the hardiest of snow lotuses growing in the ice were cut apart

Several ruptures appeared on Zhu Ye's shoes, and then deepened until they struck his skin, his flesh, and his bones

His feet were severed at the ankles Carried along by their re inertia, they flew off into thebehind only two trails of blood in the darkness

Zhu Ye was unable to cross those mountains and return to the hu, his body continuously heaving up and down

He fell very heavily, and having one's feet severed was an incredibly serious injury, but this was not the reason that he reround It was because of despair

The struh ten-some li, so indiscernible and ethereal, yet it was able to easily sever his two feet

The ed scholar's identity was already obvious

He buried his face in the snow and let out a muffled howl of pain He was like a beast that was heavily injured but had no courage to strike back, only infinite re and screams could faintly be heard fro the lives of those hu suddenly vanished and the screaradually faded until only silence remained

Zhu Ye also fell quiet With soazed at the starry sky, incredibly close to the snowy peaks and thus particularly vivid, and sighed

If he were not so greedy for the Cinnabar Pill, then given his identity and status, how could he possibly coe, and how could he possibly reed' had already caused the deaths of many, and how many more deaths would it cause in the future?

The ice was tread apart, still crinkling like the dry leaves of autu crushed by feet

With this sound, Zhu Ye's body and

Nanke walked in front of hi a chilly ith them

The Southern Cross Sword had already split and was now held in both her hands Blood dripped fro shi+wei and those other people

Zhu Ye calical artifacts of the E Sect in his sleeves

Nanke struck with her sword

Zhu Ye used his techniques

Heavy and intense collisions rang out in the snowy peak aith starlight

Ten-soes appeared on the thick mountain slope as if soround

Thethe stars and casting the environlow illu a corner

The ethereal sound of a zither could faintly be heard

The world suddenly went still and the wind and snow gradually settled Snow continued to slide down the hest peak, Nanke's sas stabbed into Zhu Ye's chest

Zhu Ye did not lower his head to look at his wound, nor did he look at her Instead, he gazed towards a distant place

The sword in his body was truly very cold, but that faint and almost unreal sound of the zither was even colder