Looking at the smiling faces before him, Qiu Ji felt a pang of regret. How he wished he could gather with his friends once more, to laugh together just one more time, even if it were only once! But the next second, the scene before him vanished once again, replaced by the darkness slowly and irresistibly encroaching from all sides.
Therefore, he tightened his grip on the Autumn God Bow. The bow remained plain and pristine, utterly unblemished by the foul blood oozing from Qiu Ji's palms. Instead, it cast a bright moonlight in the faint twilight. Under the moonlight, the bowstring stretched like a white wall, dividing the night in two; yet, there was still no arrow on the string.
"I still don't want to die!"
Chapter 280