Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2170: I Lack the Power…

This tomb confused Ning Shu. Why were there no traps, no concealed weapons, and mummies?

There wasn’t a single thing here.

Its beauty and refinement were completely different from those dramatic and coquettish tombs.

Gu Rui kowtowed twice to the coffin and muttered, “State Preceptor, I am the Jia Kingdom’s prince. I want to restore my country that has been destroyed. However, although I have the will, I lack the power…”

Ning Shu was too lazy to listen to Gu Rui.

He’d already broken into someone’s tomb, but now he was kowtowing and saying this kind of thing. She was simply speechless

Ning Shu was more interested in what allowed the plants in the tomb to grow.

How could you grow plants without sunlight?

Mo Juechen’s eyes fixed on a book on a table beside the coffin. His breathing became hurried.

He couldn’t take his eyes off the martial arts secret manual and he unconsciously moved towards it.

Mo Juechen grabbed the book and stuffed it into his arms without looking at it.

While he did so, Gu Rui grabbed something that looked like a bronze bell.

The bell swayed as he moved, but made no sound.

“Let’s go.” Gu Rui grabbed Ning Shu and headed towards the door.

Ning Shu was a little dazed. She looked at the bell in Gu Rui’s hand. Was Gu Rui’s objective to obtain this bronze bell?

Ning Shu was dragged along by Gu Rui who ran very fast.

The environment quickly became restless and many neat footsteps made the ground underfoot tremble.

They were being chased.

Their pursuers were wearing armor and holding long spears. Their eyes were dull.

Gu Rui looked at the monsters with frenzied eyes. He was still calm, but his grip nearly crushed Ning Shu’s wrist.

The monsters quickly approached the group.

Gu Rui held the bronze bell and said in a low voice, “I dedicate to you the soul of my dearest.” Gu Rui shook the bell.

“I dedicate to you the flesh and blood of my dearest.”

Gu Rui’s deep voice reciting what sounded like a mantra sounded in Ning Shu’s ear.

The monsters who heard these two sentences stopped their footsteps and remained motionless.

Soul, flesh, and blood?

This was making her a living sacrifice.

Ning Shu took the chance while Gu Rui was shaking the bronze bell to send a kick to his chest.

Gu Rui didn’t stop his actions and was knocked back a few steps by Ning Shu’s strong kick, but he kept holding Ning Shu’s arm tightly and even pulled her arm so hard that it was dislocated.

Ning Shu’s face paled in pain, but she drew her dagger with her other hand and tried to stab Gu Rui’s hand.

Gu Rui seemed a little afraid of being hurt and let go of Ning Shu’s hand.

“Catch her.” Gu Rui told the group members with a calm expression.

More than a dozen people immediately surrounded Ning Shu.

Ning Shu stared at Gu Rui. “What are you doing?”

“It’s exactly as it looks. I’m going to sacrifice your soul, flesh, and blood to the life-death bell,” Gu Rui said lightly.

“Why me?” Ning Shu stared at the bronze bell in Gu Rui’s hand.

“You are the person closest to me, so naturally I need to use you as my sacrifice,” Gu Rui said lightly.

“When did I become your closest person?” Ning Shu pointed at herself. “Gu Rui, you’re sick.”

“You are my empress.”

Ning Shu: …

“Who the f*ck is your empress?” Ning Shu held her dagger tightly. It turned out that this was the trap that was waiting for her. She hadn’t previously understood why Gu Rui wanted to marry her.

It turned out to be for this.

Sacrificing someone’s soul, flesh, and blood? This was black magic.

She just knew that pies didn’t fall from the sky in this world. Even if one did, it would be a poisoned pie.

Did the sacrifice have any more requirements?

Ning Shu stared at the bronze bell and said angrily, “Gu Rui, you stole from my house and now you want to sacrifice me. Was your conscience eaten by a dog?”

Translator: Lili

Editor: Wheat

Translator: Kaho