Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"Because these things are very dangerous, I don't want you to get involved." Chu Ze said seriously, "Trust me, I will take care of everything."

Liu Ruyan looked at Chu Ze's determined eyes. Although she was still a little worried, she still chose to believe him. "Okay, Brother Chu Ze, I believe you."

Chu Ze gently kissed Liu Ruyan's forehead and said softly, "Be good."

The two stayed in the small mountain village for one night, and the next morning, Chu Ze left with Liu Ruyan.

He knew that he had to find out the identity of the man in white as soon as possible, and the reason for his appearance. He had a hunch that this man in white would be a powerful opponent on his way to conquering the world.

Along the way, Chu Ze was thinking about the man in white, while Liu Ruyan was chattering about some interesting things, trying to divert Chu Ze's attention.

Although Chu Ze seemed to be listening to Liu Ruyan's words, his mind was not on her at all. He always felt that something was going to happen, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness enveloped him.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds came from a distance, breaking the tranquility in the mountains.

Chu Ze and Liu Ruyan looked up at the same time, and saw a group of men in black riding fast horses galloping towards them.

"Who is it?" Chu Ze asked vigilantly.

The man in black did not answer, but drew his weapon and rushed towards Chu Ze and Liu Ruyan.

"Protect yourself!" Chu Ze protected Liu Ruyan behind him, drew the sword at his waist and rushed forward.

Although he had lost the power of his previous life, Chu Ze's fighting skills were still extremely sharp. He was like a ghost, his swordsmanship was sharp, and every move was aimed at the vital points of the man in black.

In an instant, several men in black fell under Chu Ze's sword.

Seeing this, the remaining men in black attacked even more frantically. There were many of them and they cooperated well with each other. Chu Ze gradually felt a little tired.

Liu Ruyan hid behind Chu Ze, watching him fight hard, her heart filled with worry. She knew that Chu Ze was fighting so hard to protect her.

"Brother Chuze, be careful!" Liu Ruyan suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that a man in black took advantage of Chu Ze's inattention and attacked him from the side.

Chu Ze was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder by the black-clothed man's knife, and blood immediately dyed his clothes red.

"Brother Chu Ze!" Liu Ruyan exclaimed and wanted to rush forward, but was held back by Chu Ze.

"Don't come over, it's dangerous!" Chu Ze endured the pain and swung his sword to kill the man in black who was attacking him.

However, more men in black surrounded him, and Chu Ze's situation became increasingly dangerous.

At this moment, a clear flute sound suddenly came from the distance. It was the song played by the man in white before.

The flute sounded melodious and graceful, with a hint of sadness, as if feeling sorry for Chu Ze's situation.

When the men in black heard the sound of the flute, they stopped their attack. They looked up and saw a man in white standing on a mountain in the distance, playing the jade flute in his hand.

The man in white played for a while, then stopped, turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing among the mountains.

The man in black also left, leaving behind only corpses and the injured Chu Ze. Chu Ze looked in the direction where the man in white disappeared, and his heart was filled with doubts and confusion. Who was this man in white? Why did he save him? What did his flute sound represent?
All of this is like a mystery, troubling Chu Ze.

Liu Ruyan ran to Chu Ze and asked with concern: "Brother Chu Ze, how are you?"

Chu Ze shook his head to show that he was fine. "Let's go."

He knew that this place was no longer safe and he had to leave as soon as possible.

The two men supported each other and left this small mountain village full of murderous intentions, heading towards the unknown distance... The sad flute sound kept echoing in Chu Ze's mind, and he vaguely felt that he and this mysterious man in white would meet again, and that would be an even more dangerous contest.

Chu Ze endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and his vision went dark. Excessive blood loss made him a little dizzy, but he still maintained the dignity of an emperor, standing straight like a towering mountain. Liu Ruyan supported him, her slender arms trembling, and her face was full of worry.

"Brother Chu Ze, your wound..." Liu Ruyan's voice was filled with tears. She tore off a corner of her skirt and wanted to bandage Chu Ze's wound.

Chu Ze grabbed her hand and stopped her. "This little injury, what's that? I'm a man who wants to conquer the world!" He spoke frivolously, as if he was talking about something insignificant, but his pale face betrayed his weakness.

Liu Ruyan's tears burst out and dripped onto the back of Chu Ze's hand. "It's already this hour, and you're still trying to be brave!"

Chu Ze looked at her tearful appearance, his heart softened, and he reached out to gently wipe the tears from her face. "Okay, okay, stop crying. I'm not dead yet. If you cry again, I'll charge you with disturbing the morale of the army."

His pretended relaxed tone made Liu Ruyan burst into laughter, but she couldn't help but scolded: "It's already this time, and you're still joking!"

Chu Ze smiled but didn't say anything. He looked around and saw the corpses all over the ground emitting a strong smell of blood, which made him feel sick. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself awake. He knew that he had to find a safe place to heal his wounds as soon as possible.

"Let's go." Chu Ze struggled to stand up, and with the support of Liu Ruyan, he left this bloody place step by step.

They walked along the mountain road for a long time and finally found a dilapidated hut. Chu Ze pushed open the door and was greeted by a musty smell, but he didn't care about that anymore. He walked into the house and looked around, only to find a dilapidated wooden bed and a table.

"Let's rest here first." Chu Ze said to Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan nodded and helped Chu Ze sit down on the bed. She took out some medicinal herbs and bandages from the package she brought with her and carefully bandaged Chu Ze's wound.

Chu Ze felt a warm current in his heart as he watched her concentrate. This weak woman always gave him comfort and support when he needed it most.

"Ruyan, thank you." Chu Ze said softly.

Liu Ruyan raised her head and looked at Chu Ze, her eyes full of tenderness. "Brother Chu Ze, what nonsense are you talking about? Do we still need to say thank you to each other?"

Chu Ze smiled but said nothing. He closed his eyes, feeling Liu Ruyan's tenderness, and his heart was filled with peace.

However, this calm did not last long.

Suddenly, a violent cough broke the silence in the room. Chu Ze opened his eyes suddenly and found that Liu Ruyan's face had become extremely pale and her lips had lost their color.

"Ruyan, what's wrong with you?" Chu Ze asked anxiously.

Liu Ruyan covered her chest and coughed painfully, with a trace of blood even flowing from the corner of her mouth. (End of this chapter)