Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 316 Treasure Hunt 6

"Xiaomei, we can't leave anymore." Ah Hui looked at the team of giants that were getting closer and closer, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and despair surged into his heart like a tide.

He slowly put Xiaomei down, his hands hanging down helplessly. No matter how quick-witted he was, it was useless in the face of such a powerful force that was far beyond his level. The feeling of despair spread in the air, as if even the air around him became heavy.

"Ah Hui, I've hurt you." Xiao Mei gently played with Ah Hui's hair and tucked it behind his ear, her expression full of guilt and sadness. Tears gleamed in her eyes, and those tears contained endless regret and reluctance.

"Xiaomei, we will be together in the next life." Ah Hui smiled at her affectionately, and that smile was full of determination and love. His fingers moved slightly, and two flying swords flew out instantly, flashing a cold light in the sun.

"Ahui, meeting you is the greatest honor of my life." Xiaomei looked at Ahui with deep affection in her eyes.

The two flying swords were like two cold lights, mercilessly piercing into the hearts of the two men. At that moment, pain spread throughout their bodies like an electric current, but there was no trace of pain on their faces. On the contrary, their expressions revealed a sense of relief and peace.

The power of the flying sword made their bodies tremble slightly, but this trembling brought them closer to each other. They hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies. Blood slowly flowed from their wounds, staining their clothes red, but it was as strong and passionate as their love.

In the last moments of their lives, they forgot everything around them and only had each other in their eyes. Their hearts were tightly connected, as if they had never been so close. Their breathing gradually became weaker, but their love reached its peak in this last moment.

The wind blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if playing the final movement of their love. They snuggled together quietly, becoming the most beautiful picture in the world, forever frozen in this moment full of sadness and romance.

At the last moment of their lives, they both felt that time was running out. They both kissed each other, but before they got close, they both closed their eyes and died.

Their heads dropped at the same time, but they still kissed each other.

Their figures snuggled together quietly, as if telling a sad and touching love story.

Everything around them seemed to be still, only the breeze gently blowing their hair, as if sighing for their love.

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"Woof!" A dog's barking broke the silence in the forest.

"Stop, you can't leave!" A cold voice exploded in the forest like thunder. Meng Dian, Murong Xiaoxiao, and Xiao Liu were running fast in the forest, but they were eventually caught up by the team of giants.

Meng Dian stopped, and the heavy footsteps seemed to announce that an inevitable battle was about to begin.

Murong Xiaoxiao seemed to realize something, stopped, turned around, and a feeling of despair surged in her heart. A line of clear tears flowed out involuntarily, rolling down like pearls from a broken string.

Meng Dian smiled at her, with a heroic and carefree smile. "Don't cry, it won't look good if your eyes are red. Before you die, smile at me again." Although his voice was relaxed, his eyes revealed deep attachment.

Murong Xiaoxiao tried hard to force herself to smile, but that smile was uglier than crying. Her heart was filled with sadness and reluctance, but she was powerless.

Meng Dian waved at her, then turned away resolutely. "Go away now, and tell others that Master Meng is still the strongest on you." His words were a little teasing, but full of determination.

"You must come back alive. This time, I will make sure you can't get out of bed for three days." Murong Xiaoxiao burst into tears, but she didn't dare to look at the resolute man again. She knew that this might be the last time they would see each other. She ran while shedding tears, and the tears sparkled with a sad light in the sun.

"That's great." Meng Dian clasped his fists and palms in front of him and smiled.

He looked at the giant approaching him without any fear. He knew that he was about to face a life-and-death battle, but he would never back down.

He wanted to use his own life to fight for a chance of survival for Murong Xiaoxiao and Xiaoliu.

Meng Dian's tall body stood like an iron tower in the forest. Facing the group of giants approaching step by step, there was no fear in his eyes, but a burning desire to fight. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles made a "cracking" sound, as if announcing his determination.

The giants came like a surging tide. Meng Dian roared and rushed towards the giants like a tiger out of a cage. His fists, with a force of a thousand pounds, hit the giant in the front fiercely. The giant was caught off guard by the sudden attack and fell to the ground with a bang.

Meng Dian did not stop, and his figure shuttled between the giants like lightning. His fists were like meteor hammers, and each swing brought great power. Two more giants fell under his fierce attack, and their bodies hit the ground with a dull sound.

However, the giants were not intimidated by Meng Dian's bravery. They continued to attack. Meng Dian did not flinch. His eyes were red, like a mad beast. He punched again and knocked another giant to the ground.

But there were too many giants, and Meng Dian gradually fell into trouble. His body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood. But he still fought tenaciously, without any intention of retreating.

Finally, a giant seized the opportunity and punched Meng Dian hard. Meng Dian felt a huge force coming, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string. He fell heavily to the ground, spurting a large mouthful of blood.

Meng Dian struggled to stand up, but his body had reached its limit. He looked at the giants who surrounded him again, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. But he knew that he had tried his best. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

This strong man, Meng Dian, fought to the death with his fists and killed four giants, but in the end he still fell under the fists of the giants. His courage and tenacity will be forever engraved on this land.

The giant who seemed to be the leader walked forward slowly with heavy steps, his tall body cast a huge shadow. The giant looked down at Meng Dian who had lost his life indifferently, without any mercy in his eyes. He slowly pulled out a sharp short knife, and with a flick of his hand, he cut off Meng Dian's head cleanly.

Then, the giant put the head on his waist with an expressionless face, as if it was just an ordinary trophy.

The giant stood up straight, glanced sharply at his men around him, then waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Keep chasing." His voice echoed in the woods like thunder, with unquestionable majesty.

"Wang!"

A dog barking sounded, and a yellow-haired monster jumped out from beside the giant.

The monster was sturdy and its fur shone with golden light in the sun. It simply sniffed the ground, then immediately determined the direction and continued to chase in one direction.

The monster ran very fast, like a flash of yellow lightning, and instantly disappeared into the dense forest. The giants followed closely behind the monster, and their heavy footsteps sounded like war drums, beating the rhythm of death in the silent forest.

Murong Xiaoxiao and Xiaoliu dragged their seriously injured bodies and fled frantically in the rugged mountains and forests. Their steps were staggering and panic, and every breath was accompanied by piercing pain. In their ears, the angry roar of the giant followed them like a death curse, filling their hearts with fear and despair.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, can we escape?" Xiaoliu's voice was trembling, and despair was like a dark cloud in his eyes. His thin body was trembling slightly in the wind, as if he would be swallowed up by this cruel world at any time.

Murong Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth, her eyes revealing great determination. "Of course! As long as we are alive, there is hope!" Although her voice was weak, it was full of power, like a bright light in the darkness, illuminating the hope in Xiaoliu's heart.

However, the footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer, and the giant's huge aura was like a heavy mountain, as if it could crush them at any time. Murong Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly tightened, and a feeling of despair surged in her heart.

At this moment, she suddenly found a cliff in front of her. The cliff was bottomless and shrouded in clouds and mist, as if it was the entrance to hell.

"There's no way out!" Xiao Liu exclaimed, his voice full of despair. He stared at the cliff in front of him with wide eyes, his legs weakened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"What should I do, Sister Xiaoxiao?" Xiaoliu's voice was tearful and his eyes were full of helplessness.

Murong Xiaoxiao also looked desperate, her heart was full of contradictions and struggles. But at this critical moment, she knew she couldn't back down. "Xiao Liu, are you afraid of death?" Her voice was calm and gentle, as if she was asking an ordinary question.

Xiaoliu seemed to have noticed something and stopped crying. He wiped his tears and smiled. Although the smile was a little pale, it was full of courage. "Don't be afraid." His voice was childish but firm.

Murong Xiaoxiao also smiled at him, that smile was like a spring flower, beautiful and warm. "Then let's jump down." After saying that, she turned around without hesitation and jumped down the cliff.

Xiaoliu looked at Murong Xiaoxiao's back, and a surge of courage surged in his heart. He followed Murong Xiaoxiao closely and also jumped off the cliff.

The sound of the wind whistled past their ears, and their bodies fell in the air like leaves. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and there was only each other and a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

The giant chased to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and saw only two splashes of water.

"Chase!" The giant leader roared and led his men to find a way down along the edge of the cliff.

Murong Xiaoxiao and Xiaoliu, in this bottomless valley, are waiting for life or death. Their fate is like duckweed in the wind, drifting uncertainly.