"!" Nangong Si was stunned, "Aniang?"
"The deed of the demon dragon can only be strengthened by the blood of the Nangong family." Rong Yan said, "Only you, or him. So of course it is him... He is already a chess piece, a walking dead... Besides, he Why is he living? He is unfaithful to his husband, lax to his father, disrespectful to his king, and he is unworthy of a human being. Who knows why Nangong Xu solved the curse of Ling Chi Guo with a single thought, and only made him a fool? !"
Nangong Si froze in place, as if he had also become a chess piece, stiff and difficult to move.
"Si'er, because of my mother, I can't help myself, and it is difficult to do it. Now only you... only you can put him into the dragon soul pool, and the blood will flow into the pool... With one... Virtuous!"
Before he could react, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the Dragon Soul Pond: "What's going on? Where did these beetles come from?"
Beetle...
Immediately, there were screams one after another in the hall, as well as the shouting of Xue Zhengyi, Jiang Xi and others. Rong Yan anxiously said: "As soon as possible, the blood contract of the dragon tail has been broken, and there are still two last contracts. When it is completely released, even if he is thrown into the blood pool, it will not help."
Nangong Si was woken up by her.
"What's there to hesitate?!" Rong Yan said, "It's him who is doing evil everywhere, making the Confucianism sect to this point, Si'er! Wake up! There is no other choice, you!"
She suddenly fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, her eyes turned up slightly, her pupils shrank sharply, Xu Shuanglin seemed to finally be unable to bear it, and controlled her with the most ruthless spiritual power.
Rong Yan no longer has her own consciousness.
The dream-like expression reappeared on her face, she slowly got up, walked towards the side of "Bliss", returned to the inconspicuous position where she had been at the beginning, her eyes were blank, and she murmured in a low voice: " Si'er... Tell A-Niang, the whole world will be destroyed without further frustration, what is the previous sentence?"
Nangong Si was shaking.
He knelt on the ground shaking, he was not controlled by anything, but he felt that there was no way out.
The world will praise it without persuading it, and the world will destroy it without adding frustration.
This is what his mother wants him to do, it's very difficult.
It's really hard.
Whether he recites the obscure Getaway when he was a child, or makes him have to hit nine red hearts with ten arrows, it is too difficult and too difficult.
Now, she told him that she would use his father's blood to strengthen Jiaoshan's blood contract.
He listened to the mourning screams outside, and just by the sound, he knew how terrifying the beetles that the awakened dragon tail would turn into. He thought of Ye Wangxi again, and he was still fighting the snake tide alone in the dark, waiting for him to investigate as soon as possible. Ye Wangxi who knew everything went back.
"Si'er..." The mother muttered from behind.
He slowly drew out his long sword and walked towards Nangong Liu.
hatred.
How can you not hate
He looked at the man—
Why don't you hate him
He dug up his mother's heart alive, cheated on the head of Jiangdongtang, harassed the owner of Bitanzhuang Li, and let the Confucianism door be destroyed. Once a mess and a notorious reputation were left, he and Ye Wangxi were in panic and had nowhere to go all day long. A bereaved dog is not a bereaved dog, how could he not hate him! !
The sword was raised, and the snow light illuminated Nangong Liu's face.
That face, which is no longer young, has the peace and tranquility that only a child can have.
Nangong Liu looked at Nangong Si, so Nangong Si's hand shook, he turned his head away, and said, "Get up."
" who are you
"What, Your Majesty!" Nangong Si shouted angrily at him, his heart beating suddenly, blood rushing in his blood vessels, and Zhang Zhang, "That's your younger brother! Where is Nangong Liu?! That's your younger brother!!"
"It's your brother and your Majesty." Nangong Liu was startled and shrank into a ball again, "Don't be so fierce, you... you... why are you crying?"
am i crying
Nangong Si thought blankly.
I... Did I cry
Bitter and salty tears rolled down, and together with the sword, it fell to the ground.
Nangong Si suddenly knelt to the ground, already howling.
Why is this happening
He hated him, he thought he could really hate him enough to force his father to follow him to the Dragon Soul Pond and recast the blood pact between Jiaoshan and Wangli.
Why can't he hate? It's the person in front of him who made him homeless and ruined, why doesn't he hate it
But…
But really can't do it.
When the sword light illuminated this person's face, when he saw the wrinkles at the corner of this person's eyes, what he thought was—
It turned out that when he was very young, he stumbled and ran after Nao Baijin in Xiaoyue Grassland.
His legs were unstable and he finally fell.
Rong Yan stood in front of him and said to him who was crying: "Stand up by yourself."
It hurts.
But it really hurt, he struggled and tried hard, but he couldn't stand up.
He stretched out his hand and begged his mother to hug him once and give him a hand.
But Rong Yan didn't stretch out her hand, and she never reached out.
Finally, another big warm hand picked him up from the ground and into his arms. The sun shone down and he saw a face.
A young, peaceful, gentleman-like, always loving and kind face.
"Oh, our Si'er also needs someone to help him occasionally." The man touched his soft hair and his eyes were very gentle, "If you all get up by yourself, what do you need your parents to do?"
That was Nangong Si's earliest and earliest impression of his father at the beginning of his memory.
In this secluded hall full of living dead, the only living person staggered, stumbled, and climbed up by himself.
He got up, but quickly knelt down again.
He kowtowed three times in the direction of Rong Yan, then got up again and turned to leave.
Suddenly, the sleeve was pulled.
The person holding him was actually Nangong Liu.
"… "
Nangong Liu took out an orange from the basket and handed it to him. After thinking about it, he peeled off another piece and handed it directly to his lips.
"Don't cry, although I don't know what you're going to do. But oranges are sweet and delicious. I picked them, you can try them."
Nangong Si didn't want to eat it, but the orange petal was on his lips, and Nangong Liu handed it to him, just like feeding him countless times when he was a child.
The sweet and sour juice spread between his lips and teeth, Nangong Si fiercely wiped away tears, finally made up his mind to throw down the long sword, turned around and strode out of the front hall.
He came to the Dragon Soul Pond, which was scrambling.
The beetle that the dragon tail turned into was too vicious. Many monks had already died in battle, and the ground was bleeding into rivers. Because the worms are too small, the great masters such as Ning Jiangxi and other great masters can only protect the few people behind them.
No one noticed that Nangong Si came in.
He entered the palace.
A few hours ago, he lost his spiritual core, thinking that he would become a mortal and live a life of mediocrity.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that fate knew that his heart was high, although it was not better than him, but in the end, it was not weaker than him.
The only thing I owe...
His eyes fell on the Yongdong leading to the soul-minting platform.
Ye forgets the past.
Nangong Si suddenly smiled.
Fortunately, in the end, I didn't have time to tell her, thank her for not giving up, thank her for her determination. Fortunately, he didn't have time to tell her that he finally understood her goodness, her affection, and was willing to be with her from now on.
Otherwise, to implicate other girls for no reason, then...
"thump."
So what
He didn't finish thinking, and if he thought about it again, he probably wouldn't have the courage anymore. He didn't finish thinking, so the boiling blood pool engulfed him. Before he finished thinking, he turned into bones and melted into ashes.
The last thing he could do before his death was to untie the quiver around his waist, and throw the quiver that his mother had embroidered on him, along with the yelping demon wolf inside, to the edge of the pool.
Nangong Si felt that he was still conscious at the moment when he melted into ashes, but it didn't hurt. He seemed to clearly hear the sound of the quiver landing safely on the ground. When Chu nightning called his name, very few calmly lost.
He wanted to respond.
He wanted to respond:
Master…
I recognize you.
How could I not recognize you.
In fact, I still remember, that year, under the flower tree, the ceremony of apprenticeship was knocked down.
But you don't want me.
I also have my self-esteem and pride. I am afraid that you will not look down on my roots, so I have always pretended to be too young at that time and have forgotten it.
Later, you were willing to recognize me, but I was also afraid of hurting you...
it's good now.
I have a master, and I carried Happy Travel to my mother, Ye Wangxi and Nao Baijin are fine.
By the way, I didn't expect to eat a slice of orange before dying.
It's that person... who peeled it by himself...
It's a taste of the same oranges that were fed to me when I was a kid.
so sweet...
Nangong Si's soul suddenly scattered, and everything faded away.
To the blood contract.
The Dragon Soul Pool suddenly burst into a dazzling light. Wherever the light reached, the dragon roared and roared, destroying the rotten and rotten. Broken into ashes and leftover as powder.
When Ye Wangxi rushed out of the cave covered in blood, what he saw was the momentary figure of Nangong Si who finally fell into the pond, the blood pond covered by Long Guang, and all the monks who were looking at the blood pond. Sobbing and helpless Nao Baijin, Chu Wanning, who leaned over and hugged Nao Baijin...
Her sword fell to the ground with a thud.
"A Si!!!!"
The hoarse voice, the sky is cracked!
At this time, Ye Wangxi was covered with scars. She staggered and took a few steps forward. Before she could reach the blood pool, or even shed tears, the severe injuries and crazy emotions were finally destroyed. took her. The snake venom spread on her body, her bones and blood were cold, and her whole body was chilled.
"A Si..."
She stumbled over step by step, her lips were blue and purple, moved, choked, and tears rolled down her cheeks. But she couldn't hold it any longer, and she fell heavily on the cold brick surface.
It was dark in front of her eyes, but she was still crawling on the ground with her blood-stained fingers, trying to crawl forward.
Obviously know it's too late.
He clearly saw Nangong Si leap into the Dragon Soul Pond with his own eyes.
Obviously everything is over.
But I'm not reconciled, how can I be reconciled... How can I be reconciled! !
It seemed that as long as she crawled to the edge of the pool, she could make that person come back. It seemed that as long as she persisted for a while, Nangong Si would be able to return to her side.
what he said.
In front of the snake cave, he clearly promised—
He said, it's too dark here, I know you don't like it, you stick with it for a while, I'll be back soon.
Tears rolled down.
She persisted, and she persisted in clenching her silver teeth. Little by little, she crawled drowsily and convulsively, crawling to the edge of the Dragon Soul Pond, which had been extinguished.
I am coming.
How about you
It's dark in front of you, the surroundings are very cold, is there another ghost coming, is there another venomous snake, can you be like before, calm down with a piece of spiritual talisman, and turn your head majestically.
Say to me again: "Come with me, I will protect you."
"Nangong Si... A Si..." She choked, finally wailed, and burst into tears, "You come back! The gentleman said, you have to keep your promise, come back!"
But the cry didn't last long. The violent toxins and wounds finally swallowed her up. Before she lost consciousness, the last thing she did was to reach out and touch the wall of the Dragon Soul Pond, as if she could catch the clothes of the person in the pool and leave him behind. around.
Everything was about to get better... Ah Si's spiritual tyranny can be stopped, and everyone doesn't hate them so much... Originally... it was about to end.
But darkness comes again, and this time, for her, there may be no dawn.
"A Si..."
Ye Wangxi murmured, and finally closed his eyes slowly.
The evil spirit of the dragon was finally suppressed. Nangong Si sacrificed with his flesh and blood to strengthen the bond that was about to be broken, and the dragon blood pool that was integrated into the soul of Nangong Si, Xu Shuanglin was no longer able to destroy it.
It's all over.
Jiaoshan is no longer able to be used by Xu Shuanglin. Nangong Si does not have the ability to penetrate the sky and the sky like Nangong Changying, but in the end, it was him who cut off Xu Shuanglin's sharpest minions.
Everyone didn't speak, and could only hear the faint moans of those who had been wounded earlier.
The light of the dragon blood pool gradually dissipated, and the ink burned to the side of Chu nightning. Chu nightning lowered his head and closed his eyes. The hand holding Nao Baijin was pale and cold. Because of forbearance, the light blue blood vessels under the skin were slightly convex. out.
"Master..."
Chu nightning didn't say anything, he finally just put Nao Baijin next to Ye Wangxi, together with Nangong Si's quiver.
When he got up, there was water vapor in his eyes, but when he looked at the corridor leading to the Soul Soul Stage, the water vapor condensed into frost.
He didn't say a word, with the golden light flowing from Tianwen in his hand, he walked towards the dark corridor.
The ink burned with him, and the disciples at the top of the dead followed silently.
No one asked, and no one spoke.
They all knew clearly what it meant to take the lead, but they followed one by one, and no one flinched. Then there is the Snow Palace, Lonely Moon Night...
Before Jiang Xi entered the corridor, he ordered a few disciples who were healing and guarding, and said, "You guys stay here and take care of the wounded, especially Miss Ye. If those who didn't die lose their lives again, they will go back to their salary for a whole year. Stone, all buckled."
"Yes, Master."
The door to the Hall of Conjuring Souls has been opened, and the soldiers have been destroyed along the way. They came to the last place of the Temple of the Confucianism Gate—
Finally arrived, the place to worship the soul.
Soul Stage.