The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 163: Hunter Mark, offer your last value as a human being

The breeze blew gently, bringing with it a hint of coolness, and time and space seemed to be quietly frozen at this moment.

The sudden confession made a barely perceptible fluctuation flash in Mark's eyes. He was slightly startled, and his eyes slowly fell on the woman who was blocking his way and gently pulling the corner of his clothes with her slender hands.

Her eyes were full of passion and anticipation, and her soft little hands tugged at the hem of her clothes with a hint of cautious shyness.

Mark looked at her, and the soft place in his heart that had been frozen for a long time seemed to be quietly touched by a ray of warm sunshine, and ripples appeared.

However, in a blink of an eye, the three laws of the lighthouse were like heavy shackles, and together with the ferocious and brutal beast, they were like a towering and oppressive mountain, weighing heavily on his heart.

The pressure instantly replaced the tenderness that had just emerged in his heart with fear. His brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of struggle and pain flashed in his eyes. He was unable to face the truest emotions in his heart.

After a long moment, he took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, trying to suppress the complicated emotions in his heart.

"Don't say these words again in the future."

"Why?" Ran Bing raised his head suddenly, his clear eyes full of disbelief.

"This is an order." Mark turned his head away indifferently, unwilling to look her in the eyes. His fists were clenched, and his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.

He slowly walked around her, his steps somewhat heavy, and headed outside.

Behind him, Ran Bing shouted excitedly, "Really? Is this the order from your Lord, the Wasteland Hunter Commander?"

Her body trembled slightly, and her face was full of disappointment and unwillingness.

"Orders are orders, and all scavengers have to do is obey!" Mark stopped and his body stiffened slightly, but he did not look back. His voice was cold and firm, as if he was deliberately concealing the waves in his heart.

"In your heart, am I just a scavenger?" Ran Bing's voice was filled with tears. She took a step forward, waving her hands helplessly in the air.

"Isn't it?" Mark turned around abruptly, his eyes slightly red, and used anger to cover up his inner emotions: "Have all the Extreme Devourers been killed? Is the ground safe? Can you count the bodies of the wasteland hunters?"

However, his false anger and well-reasoned explanation were shattered by the next sentence.

"I'm going to the Dawn Hall."

These words made Mark freeze in place, his pupils dilated unconsciously, as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.

The mouth can deceive others and oneself, but the inner feelings can never be faked.

It is hard for anyone to accept that the woman he loves would reproduce with someone else.

"You're afraid of everything except the Extreme Devouring Beast." Ran Bing's body was shaky, her eyes filled with despair, tears welling up in her eyes. "Tonight, this is the order I must obey. Do you want me to complete it?"

Mark's body shook, his shoulders drooped slightly, as if he had lost all his strength at once. Even if he didn't want to, what could he do?
Rebellion against the lighthouse? Destroy humanity's last home?

With the addition of the Light and Shadow Messengers, the lighthouse has welcomed new hope. If this is truly the last home of mankind, they should really protect it well.

Mark took a deep breath of the cold, damp air and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze became much firmer.

"Complete your mission."

After saying this, he slowly turned around and walked away. His figure looked particularly lonely in the dim light.

Ran Bing laughed at himself and walked in the opposite direction.

It was night, in the Morning Hall.

Under the guidance of Priest Chenxi, Ran Bing, wearing a golden mask, walked into an open-air temple room like a puppet. The room was simple, with only a large round bed draped with gauze.

There were many masked Dawn Priests standing around, standing there quietly like statues. To ensure the normal progress of the breeding mission, they would not leave until it was over.

Qin Ye leaned on the beam above the palace room, leaning on his arm and admiring the starry sky above.

Although the Linglong world is polluted by the Mana ecosystem, the starry sky is extremely gorgeous, as if you are in a void galaxy.

Not long after, the sound of fighting came from below. Don't get the wrong idea, it was the sound of real fighting.

No matter what choice Mark made, Ran Bing still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

It would be fine if she didn't have someone she liked, but she couldn't accept doing this kind of thing with someone she liked. Maybe others could do it, but she couldn't.

With the excellent genes of a scavenger and the physical fitness acquired through later training, Ran Bing easily dealt with a group of Dawn Priests and the man she was paired with.

Then she hugged her knees and sat alone on the edge of the round bed, waiting for the punishment that would come next.

Her body trembled slightly, and her heart felt like a wasteland ravaged by a violent storm, with anger and unwillingness growing wildly like weeds.

The absurdity of the world and the unfairness of fate were like a ruthless blade, piercing her soul.

And Mark's cowardly appearance was like a thorn that pierced deep into her heart, making her hate him so much that her complex emotions intertwined and almost swallowed her up.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in her ears.

"Don't worry, Mark is on his way on horseback."

Hearing the sound, Ran Bing suddenly looked up towards the source of the sound, and saw a familiar figure lying leisurely on the beam of the palace room.

"Mr. Envoy, are you here to supervise me in completing my breeding mission?"

Her voice trembled a little, with a hint of fear. If this man took action, she would have no room to resist at all.

"Don't be nervous." Qin Ye chuckled. "Doing this kind of thing with a stranger of the opposite sex for the sake of reproduction is really not interesting. I'm not a supporter of the Three Laws and won't force you to do anything. Besides, you're not my target."

"That is."

Ran Bing felt that the envoy seemed different from what she had imagined, but before she could ask her question, she heard a "bang" and the door of the Dawn Hall was suddenly kicked open by someone from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, Mark rushed in with a bruised face and nose, and was startled to see the Dawn Priests scattered all over the ground.

His eyes moved and he saw Ran Bing sitting alone on the bed, looking at him. Then he reacted and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ran Bing, I want to form a family relationship with you in the old world. I don't care even if the world is destroyed. Without you, it will be the real doomsday for me."

No matter how absolute the words are, humans still cannot resist the truest emotions deep in their hearts.

Imagining that he was about to lose Ran Bing, Mark's heart was torn. He could no longer bear it and went through five levels and killed six generals. In the end, he was almost killed by the big dog. He broke in by relying on his desperate burst.

However, before Ran Bing responded to his true feelings, he heard a voice coming from above his head.

The voice was like a judge's verdict, cold and ruthless.

"Wasteland Hunter Commander Mark, you have trespassed into the Dawn Hall and interfered with the breeding mission. I am hereby dismissed from your position as commander and assigned to the Ecological Research Department. I will offer you my last bit of humanity."

(End of this chapter)