Chapter 16

"Don't be afraid! Just run as I told you! Remember, only if you run correctly will everyone have a chance to survive... Everything depends on your performance!"

Having made up his mind, Mu Canyang used all his strength.

Hesitating at both ends is the way to death.

Leaning close to Guo Xingxing's ear, as if hypnotizing her, he encouraged the girl.

However, the girl's determination was far stronger than expected, and she didn't need his encouragement at all.

"Okay, I'll go." From the corner, the girl suddenly sprang up and ran out of the temple.

"Heh, still trying to escape? Better, no crying, no fuss, no flavor." The rider and slayer, not in the least bit anxious, rubbed his hands and grinned. But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Mu Canyang shouted, "Quick, quick, go ride a horse. Don't take the ones in front of the temple; they've all been tampered with. Ride the little black one at the back. It's dark, and the little black one never makes a sound; he definitely won't notice..."

There's another one at the back of the temple? The rider and slayer was taken aback; he really hadn't noticed that.

"Damn it! I'll deal with you when I come back, you reckless bastard!" The rider and slayer said fiercely to Mu Canyang, then ran a few steps, leaped up, and kicked through the side window of the temple to get out.

Clearly, Guo Xingxing, who had left the temple, turned in this direction obediently.

However, just as his feet landed on the empty ground amidst the messy straw, before he could muster his strength, his ankles suddenly tightened. A trap he hadn't noticed had been set, and it firmly tripped him, causing him to hit his head on the window frame, making his nose bleed and his head spin.

Before he could react, Mu Canyang pounced on him, grabbing his neck from behind and choking him with all his might!

The rider and slayer finally realized he had fallen into the trap set by this unknown wild man!

Enraged, he bent his arm and struck back with his elbow, making Mu Canyang's ribs crack.

Mu Canyang endured the pain; the harder the rider and slayer hit, the tighter he squeezed.

He knew he couldn't hold this brute by himself, so he never intended to rely solely on his own strength.

He had removed the pig's hoof shackles from his feet and set them as a trap, while the ones on his hands were still tight, using the strength of the leather rope to firmly grip the other.

The pig's hoof shackles on his hands tightened the other's throat, while the ones on his feet lifted the other's legs, preventing him from using his strength, much like when he was bound initially.

As for how the other just happened to step into the trap?

In the middle of a circle of straw, there was only one spot suitable for a landing. If you were to jump, would you choose to land on the straw or the hard ground?

Of course, you could also land outside, but that would depend on luck, so this method was risky.

But now... the risk was a thing of the past.

The enemy was in the trap, like a bug stuck in a spider's web or prey fallen into a pit. Unless he could break his own arms, Mu Canyang thought smugly.

No good! His expression suddenly changed; the strength difference was too great, and it was really possible to break his arms!

Feeling the immense force from his arms and the twisting of his bones, Mu Canyang was momentarily terrified.

"What are you waiting for? Come and help quickly!" He shouted hoarsely to the surviving disciples of the Guo family.

The disciples were still thinking: Was there a little black horse among the horses they rode? How could they not remember it? And how did this guy know? Hearing this, they snapped out of their daze and scrambled over.

Some helped to hold down the resistance, some tightened the leather rope, and some took the opportunity to attack.

Why use the rope to bind? The rest was secondary; the most important thing was that this way, he couldn't take any medicine!

A player who can't take medicine is no different from a regular NPC.

In just a few dozen seconds, the group's all-out attack drained the last bit of the rider and slayer's health.

"You, you, you... heh... you this... heh... guy, I, I remember you!~~~"

Unable to see Mu Canyang directly, the rider and slayer could only leave this resentful curse with a sinister and terrifying voice.

Phew, he's finally dead! His life was temporarily saved, "Hahaha..."

Feeling the rider and slayer's body completely soften, Mu Canyang let out a long sigh of relief, laughed heartily, and his body trembled.

Restraining a powerful player with a character with little combat ability was like a bullfighter riding a mad bull; the tension and excitement were hard to describe...

In just a few dozen seconds, he was already drenched in sweat and almost exhausted.

Some were still worried that the guy wasn't dead and continued to attack, inevitably affecting him. He lay flat, too lazy to dodge.

"You, you, you really killed him?!" A surprised voice came from the temple entrance as Guo Xingxing appeared.

Seeing Mu Canyang's half-dead state, she hurriedly ran to the luggage pile: "I'll get you some medicine."

Guo Hu, who was also lying flat, groaned, "Sis, I'm injured too."

Guo Xingxing stumbled and said angrily, "Aren't I getting the medicine?"

Guo Hu squinted, "But I feel like you're not getting it for me."

The hall erupted in laughter. From life to death and back to life, everyone was in high spirits. The world was so wonderful, and it was great to be alive!

The little grudges between them quietly disappeared.

"Bro, you did it! I thought we were done for today, thanks to you!"

"No, actually, I should thank you for the ox sinew rope and pig's hoof shackles. Otherwise..."

"Right, right! To die like a pig, this guy really... died uniquely." Despite the sadness, Guo Hu couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, let's introduce ourselves again. I'm Guo Hu, these are my fellow disciples, and my sister Guo Xingxing, and the girl Xiao Lian. What's your name?"

"I..." Mu Canyang was taken aback, "My surname is... Dugu, and my given name is... Er."

Mu Canyang was history, and he could never go back... Mu Canyang, no, Dugu Er felt melancholic.

"Your name sounds a lot like Liu Er," Guo Xingxing said, handing out medicine to everyone and nodding toward the still half-dead guy on the ground.

Earlier, she had considered sparing this guy, but at that time, she didn't know so many of her clan would die.

The joy of victory lasted only a moment. After taking the medicine to treat their injuries, the survivors got up and began to clean up the mess in the temple, gather the bodies of their companions, and the heads of their clansmen, with sobs echoing faintly.

"What's wrong with the name?" Dugu Er was taken aback.

"Do you know why Liu Er is called Liu Er? It's not because he's the second in line, but because he's a ruffian and a fool," Guo Xingxing said with a pout.

"Is that so? Then I won't be Dugu Er... Dugu Second, Dugu Unique, Dugu One, which one sounds better?" Dugu Er smiled at Guo Xingxing.

"You..." Guo Xingxing was furious: Are you obsessed with the number two?

No, that's not the point. The point is, you just gave a fake name? Even if you did, why say it out loud?

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