Wang Yue was swept out for half a while without moving, Chaozi struggled to prop himself up, and the horizontal meat face finally threw away the thing in his hand and hurriedly went to support Zhuo Xiong. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, but it was a bitter smile. The sudden pain made their smiles very awkward, and they were panting with their mouths open.

  "Blind man, this brother is really fierce, too damn awesome!" Chaozi said, looking at the bronze pillar weighing over 100 kilograms next to Heng Rou's face. "Ah yo", a sharp pain in his chest came again, and he had to sit down again, this time the injury was not light.

  On the other side, Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang and Leng Yiran also rushed over together, surrounding the two to check their injuries. Fortunately, none of them were seriously hurt, and the big wounds on their bodies were all bandaged in time. After resting for a while, they could barely move on their own, but if they had to use their hands again, they would probably be unable to do anything.

  Old Wang went to take a look at Wang Yue, who still had some breath left in him. He used a rope to tie him and the Taojie sisters together to the pillar of fire. Wang Yue rolled his eyes, looking at the rough-faced man, probably thinking that he never thought that such an uncouth barbarian could beat him up like this. Since childhood, he was raised with luxury and learned martial arts from famous masters, when had he ever suffered such a defeat? But his body, which felt like it had fallen apart, told him that he really had lost. Wang Yue's dejected appearance made Leng Yiran feel very pleased, but she still didn't forget to tease Chaozi: "Chaozi, you're really useless." The angry Chaozi wanted to hit her, but didn't even have the strength.

  Old Wang is already rummaging through Wang Yue's backpack. Goodness, they have a lot of equipment. Apart from the food and batteries they urgently need now, there's something even more precious - medicine!

  Gave Chaozi and Zhuoxiong some medicine to eat, and also divided some dry rations. The long strip that had been wrapped in cloth for a long time was finally held in Zhang Wenbin's hand.

  "Chinamen, release the sacred object of the Empire! Otherwise, I'll chop you into ten thousand pieces!" Wang Yue looked at Zhang Wenbin moving that thing and bellowed like a mad wild dog.

  "Oh? Your sacred object, well I'll take a look at what this thing really is!" Zhang Wenbin rudely shook the white cloth, and a roughly one-meter-long object was revealed. The other side, Wang Yue, let out an even more ear-piercing howl: "Let go of your filthy hands!"

  This is a bronze branch with an elegant shape, curved and long, with various cloud patterns carved on it, the workmanship is extremely fine. "Bronze ware, haha, as everyone knows, China's bronze wares are all from before the Shang and Zhou dynasties, at that time Japan probably didn't even exist yet? You stole our ancestral Fusang sacred tree and called yourselves the Fusang people, now you still dare to come over and steal things, what a joke!" Cha Wenbin scolded Wang Yue without any politeness.

  Wang Yue just wanted to explain, but Zhuo Xiong walked over and kicked him in the groin. Already injured, Wang Yue was now writhing in pain like a dying shrimp. But Zhuo Xiong didn't intend to let him off so easily, swiftly pulling out a dagger from his shoe. Fortunately, Cha Wenbin reacted quickly, grabbing hold of him: "Don't be impulsive!"

  Zhuo Xiong's eyes told everyone that he had just really wanted to kill someone! Wang Yue saw his fierce appearance and no longer pretended, so she could only lower her head and pretend to be dead.

  "Wenbin brother, I have nothing left!" Only after saying this sentence, Zhuo Xiong burst into loud wailing, the series of blows in recent days made him unable to accept such a fact. Indeed, from start to finish, he was the most innocent and pitiful person. Even Leng Yiran couldn't help but shed tears, this man's crying was truly heartbreaking.

  Zha Wenbin hugged Zhuo Xiong tightly and said, "Brother, from now on we are your family!" He patted Zhuo Xiong's shoulder and then walked over to lay Zhuo Lao Han's body flat on the ground. His lifetime of sins would likely drag him down to hell. "Well, it can't be helped, he who commits evil cannot live. Brother Zhuo Xiong, after we leave the mountain, I will find a good burial spot for him around the village. He owed you too much in his lifetime, and now that he's dead, let him guard this village and slowly atone for his sins."

  Zhuo Xiong choked back a response, this old man, even if the murderer was also his benefactor who raised him, he would never be able to repay the debt he owed. What he gave to Zhuo Xiong would likely haunt him for the rest of his life. It's said that people have dual personalities, perhaps in the end, he took a bullet for this "son" of his, hoping to use death to gain Zhuo Xiong's forgiveness, and it was the last thing he could do for the only descendant of their clan. Although this would never be able to wash away the guilt that should be his, most people only realize what is right and wrong at this moment, but unfortunately, it's already too late.

  The Tōi sisters had also woken up by this time, and Chōshi had already helped Sen'ya bandage her gunshot wound. There was no way to remove the bullet here, so all they could do was apply some antiseptic and stop the bleeding. When Sen'ya came to, she gazed coldly at everyone with a hint of hostility still in her eyes. This didn't sit well with the little devil: "What are you staring at? It's not like we're the ones who shot you! If my brother hadn't been holding you and dodged in time, you'd have been killed by Scarface over there! Forget it, I don't care about you!"

  Just as Rei turned around, Chitose's face was as pale as death. She never expected Mochizuki to point a gun at her! In fact, on the Snowbird ship, Mochizuki had forced Chiyuki to check, and he had already felt a chill in his heart. But how could the master be so ruthless? After all, she was just a pawn. After a long time, she finally spoke up: "Excuse me, what about my sister..."

  Chao Zi was shocked to hear that the cold beauty actually said please, but he also admired the skills of these two Japanese girls. As for one-on-one combat, neither he nor Chao Zi were likely to be their match. After all, it wouldn't be a fair fight, so he replied: "Except for your gunshot wound on your leg, that girl seemed to have internal injuries before, but I'm afraid we can only talk about this later after things are cleared up. Before then, you all should rest first. With your skills, I'm worried that if I let you go, you'll cause trouble for yourselves, heh heh."

  "Who helped me bandage?" she asked softly.

  "Uh, I was afraid you'd lose too much blood, so I just simply bandaged it up." Chaozi felt a bit embarrassed facing this cold beauty.

  Chiyori's face suddenly turned slightly red, and she said: "Thank you, but my master..."

  "Is he your master? That scar-faced man? Don't even think about letting him go! He wants to kill you too, and yet you're helping him, it's hopeless." Chaozi said this, and his chest started hurting again, so he could only rub his injured spot.

  Chiyoda no longer responded, and her face returned to its previous expression.

  Cha Wenbin looked at the branch in his hand and asked Old Wang, "Old Wang, is this what you've been looking for all along? The Divine Tree?"

  Old Wang finally found the tree branch, carefully holding it in his hands and excitedly said: "It should be correct, it's this one, the legendary one that was trampled by the descendants. As long as we reconnect it, the Fusang sacred tree will reappear under the sun!"

  "How are we supposed to get it? With a welding torch? We don't have that kind of skill!" Chaozi asked in confusion.

  Old Wang rubbed his scalp and said, "I don't know either. I've heard Brother Jiang say that to restore the divine tree, we must rely on the bronze wheel in Wen Bin's hand. As for how, we don't know."

  Cha Wenbin held the bronze sun wheel in his hand and thought that there was no connection between the two.

  "He might know." Old Wang glanced at Wang Yue and said.

  Without needing to ask, Chaozi had already walked up to Wang Yue's side, squatting down to look at the scar-faced man with a playful smile and said: "Tell me, what do you still remember?"

  "Damn it!" Wang Yue turned her head away, Chaozi was furious in his heart, I haven't settled the score with you yet, and you're already pulling me back, raising a fist as big as a sandbag to strike down.

  "Don't, he's already been seriously injured." Chihiro's voice, though still cold and icy, carried a hint of pleading. For some reason, Chouji seemed particularly affected by the woman's words, reluctantly withdrawing his fist, and muttering under his breath: "How humiliating, having to be begged for mercy by a woman!"

  Cha Wenbin was not the kind of person who would force others, seeing that Wang Yue did not cooperate, he said: "Forget it, since it's something left behind by our ancestors, there's no need to let outsiders point fingers at us, let's go and take a look ahead."

  After finishing speaking, he walked to the back of the three large pillars. From the top-down position, this should be the center of the entire village, generally speaking, this is the most important place. Indeed, behind the pillar was a huge altar, and above the altar, there seemed to be something else. Zha Wenbin climbed up the steps, and under the spotlight, a tree-like shape gradually appeared in his line of sight: "Divine Tree?"

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