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Killing, fighting, betrayal.

Blood and death, chaotic screams and curses.

The fight over Ling Ye seemed to have no end. Everyone was driven by their greed. No one could hold the statue for more than a minute, but even if many people died, the others would not stop.

After spending so much effort and paying the price, how could he be willing to come up empty-handed?

It was in this kind of competition that the stone statues were constantly moved by the crowd, and the battle line slowly approached the bank of the Hong River.

The flowing river flowed endlessly. In such a background, it was unknown who attacked. Perhaps it was the scattered energy of many people, but the stone statue was suddenly sent flying.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the stone sculpture fell into the river.

The speed of the Great River's water flow was extremely shocking. Even a first-rate expert would not dare to go down casually.

"Bastard, the stone statue fell into the river. Which bastard did it?"

Countless people roared in anger. They had fought so hard for the stone statue, and in the end, the treasure had been thrown into the river. How could they accept such an outcome?

They quarreled, cursed, and shirked. With all kinds of expressions, anger rose in their minds, and the killing began again.

They fought from day to night. In the end, perhaps because they were tired or because they couldn't bear the loss, some of them regained their rationality and chose to leave with injuries and fatigue. Although the others were unwilling, they could only accept their fate.

After the incident, according to the statistics, the experts sent by the various countries had lost more than 700 people.

These were not ordinary soldiers, but martial artists who knew martial arts.

Such a huge casualty was an unprecedented event in the martial world of the Central Plains. Logically speaking, it would shock all the vassals. However, compared to this, the news about the Ling Ye fossil was undoubtedly more shocking.

From a living creature to a stone statue!

Spirit Deer to Stone Deer!

This kind of Mysterious God strange thing was unheard of.

Some self-proclaimed sages naturally did not believe it, thinking that it was nonsense. Those with power and influence would even punish those who said these things.

However, there were more than a thousand people who had witnessed it with their own eyes at that time, and they were all from various vassal states. Some of them were even people with deep backgrounds.

However, it was useless to believe him now.

The stone deer fell into the Great River. All the nobles knew what the Great River was. Although some stubborn people who didn't believe in evil still had ideas about Ling Ye, none of them succeeded. They spent several years trying to find the stone deer, but they still couldn't find it.

The dukes and nobles were obsessed with the value of the white deer, but they were not fools.

Naturally, he wouldn't let go of anything he could get his hands on, but now that he had lost his goal, it was better to be obsessed with the money in front of him.

Just like that, some people threw the matter of the mutated white deer to the back of their minds and gradually forgot about it.

However, some scholars still recorded these things in bamboo slips, making them legends that people yearned for.

.........

Year after year, the sun rose and set. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed.

On this day, a troop of more than ten thousand people headed toward the capital of Jin from the west to the east.

This group of people were soldiers from the Qin country. They were escorting a carriage.

"Stop!"

A voice rang out from within the carriage, and the army immediately carried out the order.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and a middle-aged man dressed in deep clothes stepped out. If Ling Ye was here, he would have recognized this man before. He was the leader of a noble convoy he met in a mountain village after he left the Xing Country.

Chong 'er said a few words to the general who was escorting him, then led his men to the riverside.

" My lord, this is the river. The wind is strong. You should put on more clothes." One of Chong 'er's trusted aides walked over with thick clothes.

Chong 'er waved his hand and said," This is just a tributary of the Hong River. It's nothing. I remember that when I left the Jin Country, I went to the main river of the Hong River to take a look. I still remember the magnificent scenery."

The trusted aides behind Chong 'er looked at each other with complicated smiles.

" My lord is right. It's been almost twenty years since we were in such a sorry state. It's been a tiring journey."

"Qi, Cao, Song, Zheng, Chu, we were exiled from the south to the north, from the east to the west. We have traveled all over the Central Plains."

"Those who achieve great things will not succeed without experiencing hardships. Although these ten years have been a little bitter, I have always believed in my lord. Sooner or later, you will be able to take back what belongs to you, and that day is very close."

"That's right, my lord. I believe that fate is in your hands."

" Is the destiny in my hands?" Chong 'er shook his head rationally despite his surging emotions when he heard his trusted aide's words.

If he really had the destiny, why would he only return after being in exile for more than ten years? If not for his hard work, all the dangers he encountered during this period would have ended long ago.

"The so-called destiny lies in one's own heart," Chong 'er muttered in a low voice. Then, he walked beside the tributary of the Great River, wanting to ease his journey.

However, when Chong 'er had walked a few dozen meters, he suddenly slipped and lost his balance, falling into the river.

"Not good, my lord!"

Chong 'er was also shocked by this unexpected turn of events.

Looking at the rapidly flowing river that was getting closer and closer, he did not expect that such an accident would happen when he was just taking a walk to ease his mood.

" Is this the end of my ten years of exile?" Chong 'er roared indignantly. However, he could not defy the laws of physics, and his body fell into the river.

The icy cold river water seeped into his body through his clothes, causing Chong Er to tremble with cold. However, the unwillingness in his heart made him clench his teeth and hold his breath. He believed that his subordinates would come to save him. Before that, he could not give up on himself.

With such determination, Chong 'er was extremely focused in the river.

Suddenly, he seemed to have seen something.

There was a strange-shaped thing at the bottom of the river, stuck inside the river wall. It didn't look like an ordinary stone, but like a statue.

"A stone sculpture?"

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