Where is Hong Bo who is rushing towards them frantically? It is clearly a poisonous snake that converges into a stream!
There was a mess in the narrow corridor, you pushed me and I squeezed you, and there were not a few people who were trampled to death in an instant, Jiang Xi pushed Nangong Si forward: "You go first, I will deal with it here. "
As he spoke, the powder had already spread out from his sleeves, and when the snakes smelled the powder, they were all stunned, curled up in the same place and didn't dare to move forward.
Jiang Xi shouted angrily towards the front: "Calm down, quickly retreat to the nave, don't squeeze!"
He quelled the snake tide, and then quickly caught up with the large army. When he retreated to the stone gate, he found that Nangong Si was looking at the Tenglong relief there. He asked Nangong Si: "What's going on?"
"The magic dragon is definitely under control." Nangong Si said, "I want to go back and check the situation of the Dragon Soul Pond."
As he was about to leave, Jiang Xi grabbed him and said, "What about the group of snakes in the back? I didn't bring too much dispelling powder, and they will surely come back after the medicine wears off."
Ye Wangxi, who was standing aside, said, "I'll come."
She has been taught in the Confucianism Gate Dark City since she was a child, so she is better at fighting alone in dark and narrow places than others. Although Nangong Si did not want her to stay, Ye Wangxi looked resolute, and besides her, she was indeed There was no more suitable choice, so in the end Nangong Si had to pat her on the shoulder.
"It's too dark here. I know you don't like it. Stay for a while and I'll be right back."
Jiang Xi and Nangong Si were the last to leave the corridor. As soon as they came out, Huang Xiaoyue swooped forward. The posture was fierce, and it was really not what an old man with white hair and beard should look like.
"Nangong Si! How dare you say that it's not you who is a ghost?"
Nangong Si held back for a long time, and finally stretched to the limit at this moment, he shouted angrily: "I'm the devil, can you still stand here well now? Go away, don't get in the way!"
Huang Xiaoyue was startled at first, and then nodded his nose: "Look, look, the mask is torn off, right? The fox's tail is exposed, right? I've been pretending to be a grandson, and now I'm in your realm, even my voice rang out, Do you think you're still that arrogant Confucianist? How dare you be so arrogant!"
"Huang Xiaoyue."
In addition to Nangong Si, there is another person who can endure to the limit.
Jiang Xi couldn't rub the sand in his eyes. He touched his upper teeth and said: "Don't think I don't know what you are trying to do when you are aggressive."
Huang Xiaoyue pulled her hand away abruptly, her face changed, but she still tried to calm down: "Sect Leader Jiang may not be able to understand this old man's mood, I have a vendetta against Confucianism and Confucianism, I..."
"I really can't understand Huang Daochang's mood." Jiang Xi rolled his eyes and looked at him coldly, "I really have no interest in the secret room of the Confucianism Sect."
His eyes were like two sharp knives unsheathed, Huang Xiaoyue took two steps back suddenly, staring at Jiang Xi blankly, her lips opened and closed, but she was like a dry scorpion, unable to say a word.
Jiang Xi said, "Nangong, go check it out."
However, the Dragon Soul Pond is just that one side of the pond, with the four walls empty, and you can see everything. After careful observation for several times, nothing unusual was found. Nangong Si shook his head and said, "I will go to the front hall to take a look."
The furnishings of the front hall are much more complicated, not to mention that there are so many precious chess pieces. Nangong Liu was previously left in the hall. When Nangong Si entered, he was sleeping soundly with the basket of oranges in his arms.
He stood in front of his father for a while, his eyes blank and empty, but his eyes turned red involuntarily. He didn't dare to stand for a long time, and he didn't wake up his father who had been turned into a chess piece. Instead, he looked at the chess pieces one by one, hoping to get a little clue.
When everyone was in the front hall, he didn't have much time to look at it. He only knew that it was divided into two parts: "Bliss" and "Purgatory". The fourth uncle, who had always had a bad relationship with Xu Shuanglin, was trapped in "purgatory" and was roasted on a hearth. He saw the maids in Sanshengbeiyuan were in a place of "bliss", catching fireflies and catching butterflies...
He even saw his grandfather.
But Nangong Si didn't have much time to feel sad, because he suddenly felt that he was about to see someone, a...
Then he heard it.
In that tide of murmurs, he heard it.
A trembling sound, as light as a mosquito chirping—
"Si'er..."
Nangong Si was like a thunderclap, and before he could turn his head back, tears were already in his eyes.
He turned around, and in the hazy water mist, he only saw a vague sky-blue figure, he rushed towards the figure in a hurry, and he shouted hoarsely: "A-Niang! A-Niang!!"
Tears came and fell, and I saw it clearly.
In the "Bliss" world, Pingting stands alone, Rong Yan, the mother of Nangong Si. Like Nangong Changying, this woman also has an extremely strong determination, and Xu Shuanglin has retained the heart of a chess piece in the main hall, so even if Nangong Si is very different from when she was a child, she can still be able to do it with just a broken body. After Nangong Si came into her field of vision, she recognized him.
She trembled towards Nangong Si and stretched out her stiff fingers with extreme difficulty: "Si... er..."
Rong Yan was wearing the same clothes that Nangong Si wore when she last saw her. He knelt in front of her, and it seemed that overnight, he had returned to the past, back to the seemingly ordinary night of the Confucianism Sect. The mother went to the child's study to find him, and the moon was full outside the window.
Nangong Si knelt down in front of her, he looked up at her, he had a lot to say, but in the end, he said a trembling sentence: "A-niang... the world is famous without persuading, the world is not for it. No frustrating…”
The time went wrong.
The stern mother of the past stood by the Xuan window and asked with frowning eyebrows: "The world is not to be discouraged, what is the last sentence?"
The child hesitated, but couldn't answer.
Later, she left too suddenly, and when he knelt in front of her dark coffin, he still couldn't recite the last volume of scriptures that his mother asked him to recite before her death.
This sentence "the world is famous without persuasion, the world is not without frustration", after more than ten years of Zhen Zhen's reckless years, the dust finally settled.
He knelt in front of her, still in the same posture as when Yue Ye parted. Their figures finally overlapped with those of the past, but they were full of resentment at the beginning, but now they have broken their hearts, and the Yun temple and Huayan at that time have finally become someone else at this moment. piece.
Rong Yan stroked Nangong Si's temples, cheeks, and finally grabbed his blood-stained hand, and she closed her eyes tremblingly.
"Si'er, mother's body is being charged now, like the flesh on her head, she will lose consciousness again at any time... But Si'er, you have to believe... Mother's words are all sincere... They were all thinking of mother when she was leaving, although mother I hate your uncle for doing this... but my mother is also grateful to him..."
"Auntie..."
"If it wasn't for him... who made me into a chess piece, how could I see you again... tell... tell you..." Rong Yan leaned over stiffly and slowly, she trembled, stretched out her hand, and held Nangong Si tightly into the arms.
"Before A-Niang left, what she regretted most was..." She choked and choked, but it wasn't because she was about to be controlled by Xu Shuanglin again. She hugged her child so tightly, she trembled and said, "I regret the most. The thing is, I have never, never hugged you so well. I have never hugged you like this... Si'er... "
"Auntie loves you too."
Nangong Si was already sobbing: "I know... I know it all, mother, I already knew it."
Suddenly, the earth began to vibrate again, Rong Yan froze suddenly, opened her eyes, and muttered: "Wangli's blood contract is about to be torn..."
"what?"
"Wangli's blood pact is about to be torn! I'm here, I can see it every day!" Rong Yan suddenly became nervous, "Si'er, you can't do anything, I'm going to stop him... I'm going to stop Nangong Xu..."
Nangong Si wiped away her tears and held her back: "Niang, what did you see here? What blood contract is about to be torn?"
"Listen." Rong Yan paused, her pupils shrunk, and for a while she seemed to be controlled by others, but she was clenching the root, and with her physical thoughts, she blocked Zhenlong Heizi's control, "Listen, Nangong Xu has collected five divine weapons, these five divine weapons have drank the blood of ten thousand people, and together they can sever the bond between the demon dragon and the Nangong family."
"Cut the ties?!"
"Yes, Longjin, the first one to be cut off."
Nangong Si was horrified: "So the zombies that suddenly burst out are actually because the dragon tendons were cut off, so they got out of control?"
"Exactly." Rong Yan said hoarsely, "The second one is dragon scales."
Nangong Si suddenly thought that the poisonous snakes he had just encountered should all be transformed from dragon scales.
"Third, it's the dragon's tail."
Nangong Si turned pale and said: "Then that shock just now, was the link of the dragon's tail broken?!"
"Yes, then the head of the dragon, and finally the body of the dragon." Rong Yan said, "Once Nangong Xu succeeded in using the fifth divine martial art, the entire Jiaoshan would lose control... Never again... I will never recognize the master again. Lord…”
Her expression became painful again, she couldn't say anything more for a while, Xu Shuanglin seemed to have noticed what she was doing and was trying her best to devour her body.
Rong Yan whimpered in a low voice, her long pale fingers tightly buried between her buns: "No... No..."
"Auntie!"
"Si, Si'er..."
His voice woke her up suddenly, she was like someone who was dying of thirst getting the spring, she held him tightly, and her expression was a little helpless.
It was the helplessness he had never seen on her face.
Nangong Si was heartbroken, and he held her in his arms. When he was a child before, A-Niang was always cold and serious, and seldom hugged him.
Now he can finally protect his mother.
Although it's just a mirror, it's just a body that hides a little consciousness in his lifetime, and he doesn't even have a soul anymore.
enough.
Rong Yan hunched her body, trembling slightly in Nangong Si's arms, and after a long time, she raised her face again, her face was full of blood and tears as a chess piece.
Nangong Si's throat was bitter, so he raised his hand to help her wipe it, but no matter how dirty it was, no matter how hard you wiped, the bloodstains couldn't be wiped off, so he closed his eyes in pain.
Rong Yan said: "I can feel him... He has already sensed me... I'm running out of time... Listen, he cut off the blood contract for... so that he can re-establish the contract with the dragon, and by then... what!!"
She was confused and had difficulty continuing.
But Nangong Si has come to understand, and the last bit of blood on his face has disappeared: "At that time, Wang Li will only listen to his orders, and we can't escape even if we are in Jiaoshan?!"
"It must not be so..."
"It must not be so!"
The mother and son spoke in unison.
Nangong Si lowered her head to look at her mother: "Auntie, do you know what to do?"
"Nangong Xu can't practice at home..." A chill flashed across Rong Yan's face, "He... he couldn't hold back the Zhenlong chess piece at all... So he had a backlash, and because of this... I was able to know what was in his heart... I knew what to do. -You listen to me."
Rong Yan grasped Nangong Si's arm, her eyes swept over inch by inch, but finally fell on her husband.
Because of the earthquake just now, Nangong Liu was awakened by the shock. Holding his basket of oranges, he looked around in confusion, as if he didn't know why.
She stared at him, like a falcon staring at a snake in a cave.
"One needs to die." Zhu lips closed, Rong Yan said, "Si'er, you go and kill him."