প্রথম খণ্ড অধ্যায় বিয়াল্লিশ: জিততে না পারলে সামান্য খোঁচা দিতেই হয়

shi ruii kotha shune nishabde matha niye phelle, thot kamre dhore mone mone nana chinta korte laglo.

onek khon labh-loksaner hiseb kore ebong kothin songramer por, shi ruii bhrukuti kore hothat matha tule dariye ekta pran-baji rakha bhangimay bole uthlo:

“shao tian-shi, ami apnar kothai shonbo, jodi amar pa jomite nate pare, ami tokhoni giye dwitiyo bhaiyer kache matha nebe bhul shikar korbo!”

“shesh shomoy, abedon korchi shao tian-shi jeno oboshshoi amake shahajjo koren, mata jeno amake tin hajar ta rupa den.”

guha-bhitore, du feng to kete kheme ghamte shuru korechilo, kintu she khub anande chilo, ekhane muchhe, sekhane jhere. mon diye shunle, tar gungunani shona jabe, “flying sword, flying sword, tumi kothay acho?” qiu ming-o ta shunte pelo, tar dike takiye, side theke hashte laglo.

kintu yun yaoyao shudhu matha narlo, andaj kora jay she nijeo ekhon nishchit noy. sheshe liu qiaopu, yun yaoyao-er zid er karone, oder shathe wei haohua-r barite gelo na. karon yun yaoyao tokhono shustho hoyni, tai liu hang nijer gari kore kriminologist ebong abhinetake gontobber kachakachi niye gelo.

oboshshoi, lin feng ei khabarer tebile aro beshi opochhonder chilo, kintu tar age chole jabar kono ichchhe chilo na, borong she beshi bhalo kore khelo.

kintu shomosya holo pei gai toh shesh porjonto shomrat chilen na, tini shiddhanto nite parben na, sheshe liu bongshio manushke luoyang-e pathatei hobe, tobe jibon-mrityu shob-i sima yi-er hater muthay thakbe. ke bole sima yi liu cong-er moto sima chi-er shathe je rokom korchilo, emon bhabe kothin kichu korbe na? emonki liu yuan-er samadhio, ashole khure fela hobe.

upay chhilo na, ora ebar beriyechilo, ghurte jawar jonno noy, ekhane jodiwo ashol winter sea bolte bujhay na, tobuo etake bipojjonk bola chole.

prithibir shokti jokhon sakriy thake, tokhon sadhana-r goti dugun hoye jay, ebong extreme sky phoenix dance skill-er shadhona goti, pray silver level master hote, ek masei hoye jay.

oder tin joner jonno, ei shok-ke hotta kora khub ekta kothin chilo na. kintu ekhon theke, oder shnaigulo aro tananota hoye uthlo. karon ei matro lora-lorir shomoy theke, tar mane holo, ashol jhor shuru hote choleche.

shudhu ki bhabe zhang bin-ke shesh kora jay, pei gai-er kono bhalo upai chhilo na, shudhu wang gong-ke diye dite holo, sei “poisonous strategist”-ke nirdishtobhabe porikalpona korar jonno.

“khabor pathano? eke noitike notification bola uchit. she amake apnar ekhane ashar map-o diyeche.” ye han shudhore dilo, khabor pathano bola bhalo hobe na. ar ki manushke abar chori kore fire ante hobe?

qi xunshi: cui judge, amake ki ektu sahajjo korte paren life and death book theke dekhte, 2011 shale huang jiaqi namok keu mara giyeche kina?

koyekjoner bam pasher karagarer modhye ekta awaj holo, ei lokti undead bhasha byabahar korchilo, awajti shob forgotten-der moto shukno ebong thanda chilo, dekhte mone hocche chu xun-er bola door khulte para undead thief hobe.

“general dongping fu-r shishu sainikder niye beriechen, budho nijer poribar diye ekta victory flag baniyeche, asha kori general eta sathe rakhben, shainik der shokti baranor jonno.” li cheng bollo.

hypnosis-er shokti hothat shithil hoye gelo, a dian sahosh korlo na, turonto cheshta bariye dilo, nan yu-r upor hypnosis aro gahir korlo.

tax collector liu chenzhong hater churi niyeo abar akromon korte chachhilo, kintu ghurte thaka xingxing jian-er aropone matha niye pore gelo.

ar ki, ebar ning fan-o nishchit kore bolte parlo na kobe fire ashte parbe, jawar age oboshshoi bhalo bhabe porikalpona kore nite hobe.

ye qingyin ebong wei xuan dujonei chintar modhye dube gelo, ebong li yisheng shudhu shanto hoye cliff-er nicher sea dekhte laglo.

training room-er onek purush shathi, shobai chokhe sobuj aloy dekhte laglo, iccha korchilo chokh du-ti berie ashe.

“hum, ekhon ki apnake khub khapa lagche na?” he baobao abar utshaho peye gelo, tar pa diye sei bald man-ke ekta lathi marlo.

kintu sarkari lokjon ki rokom manush, dekheni, crime-er poribar, shikar hooa manush-er poribar, shei manushgulo jekono bhabe golmal korle, sarkari lokjon shob shomadhan korte pare.

sadhona kora manush-er sixth sense shob shomoy khub shoktishali hoy, jun qingyuong jokhon pichhone ekta kharap drishti onubhob korlo, tokhoni she bujhe gelo keu tar upor kharap uddeshho niyeche.