Yan Bi raised his hand and waved, and stabbed with a sword!
However, at this moment, a blue light flashed in front of Jiang Yexue's eyes. He suddenly returned to the sword and retreated, his long eyebrows raised sharply, and he said in shock, "Bamboo warrior?!"
It was the bamboo warrior made by Murong Chuyi who blocked his ultimate move. The green-skinned puppet held a machete and made a shouting sound, protecting him in front of Yue Chenqing.
Jiang Yexue was startled and thought that Murong Chuyi had woken up, but when she looked back, Murong Chuyi was clearly still lying in a pool of blood with her eyes closed. His heart was suddenly cold, and he suddenly reacted—
It's Yue Chenqing!
Yue Chenqing's previous uselessness was actually pretending!
When he fought against the sword demon Li Qingqian, Yue Chenqing called the bamboo warriors back with a scream. The first owner of these bamboo warriors was Murong Chuyi, but once Murong Chuyi lost consciousness, their second It was Yue Chenqing's orders to follow. So in fact, when Jiang Yexue was speaking, Yue Chenqing had already quietly summoned all the bamboo warriors who were wandering around the cave.
Jiang Yexue suddenly turned his eyes to stare at Yue Chenqing. Seeing that Yue Chenqing's expression was extremely sad, but it was not as distracted as before, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said:
"Yue Chenqing... I underestimated you!"
Yue Chenqing coughed up blood, panted and raised her head: "...I said...I'm already the head of the Yue family...how could it be..." The blood stained his lips and teeth scarlet, "How can I, let you mess around In the cave of heaven... for wrong... for evil!!"
After speaking, he shouted sharply: "Do it all!"
Dozens of bamboo warriors got the order, and instantly rushed out from behind the high rocks, and rushed towards Jiang Yexue one after another.
Taking advantage of the huge number of bamboo mechas and Jiang Yexue fighting, Yue Chenqing broke free from the restraints on her wheelchair, stood up staggeringly, and walked in front of Mo Xi.
He said to Mo Xi, who was unable to speak because of the demonic poison, "Xihe-Jun... I'm sorry... The matter of the Yue family has caused you to be implicated for nothing."
Yue Chenqing's dark eyes were moist, he looked extremely tired, and a certain determination flashed in his eyes: "But... I won't... I will never let Fourth Uncle and you suffer in vain... "
After saying this, he dragged his scarred body, turned and walked towards the blood pool step by step.
Mo Xi froze suddenly—
Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice Jiang Yexue's life in blood sacrifice? !
Jiang Yexue also clearly saw Yue Chenqing's purpose. He cursed inwardly, and the blade in his hand suddenly became bright with golden light. With a sudden vibration, he blasted most of the bamboo warriors who were swarming around him like a tide!
Immediately afterwards, a golden chain swam out and took Yue Chenqing to the next plate! Although Yue Chenqing's physical strength was weak, he was also the one who followed Mo Xi to fight for two years. He was not as weak and incompetent as his brother thought.
Yue Chenqing was panting, with tears in her eyes, but her hatred was mixed with many other emotions: "Jiang Yexue, I never like to quarrel, I don't like to fight, and I hate to fight for it... If your selfishness is to Let me return all the things that took you up, so why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Jiang Yexue sneered: "Why, do you still want to abdicate to become a virtuous person? Don't be stupid, Yue Chenqing, all the power and positions in this world have to be won, even the prince."
"In order to seize power, do you have to kill so many people! Now that you have won the Yue family by standing on these corpses, can you feel at ease?"
"Why can't I be at ease." Jiang Yexue sneered coldly, "I've already passed the stupid years of peace of mind, let alone a person who is in a hole in the sky, even if the monks from all over the Kyushu come to pave the way for me, I will It doesn't feel wrong at all."
Yue Chenqing glanced at him with red eyes, she didn't seem to plan to talk to him any more, she just said sullenly: "...you won't get what you want. Whether it's the Yue family or the fourth uncle, you'll never get it."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to jump into the blood pool.
But right in the midst of the lightning and flint, a golden rope suddenly wrapped around Yue Chenqing's waist and stopped him forcibly. Yue Chenqing suddenly turned back—
Xiao Laner held the chain expressionlessly and looked at him with a positive indifference.
It turned out that Jiang Yexue didn't hit hard, so he transferred the spiritual power of the chain to Xiao Lan'er, the puppet behind Yue Chenqing. Xiao Lan'er used this to make a surprise attack from behind, Yue Chenqing was caught off guard, and she couldn't break free.
Jiang Yexue took the opportunity to violently drive away the bamboo warriors who besieged him. Amidst the broken bamboo pieces and gunpowder smoke, this seemingly gentle and elegant man walked in a calm manner with a gloomy face, approached step by step, and finally walked in front of Yue Chenqing. A hand squeezed his neck.
"Yue Chenqing, you're in a hurry to die, I'd love to send you to Huangquan Road." Jiang Yexue pointed hard, Yue Chenqing's face instantly flushed red under his ruthless restraint, and she couldn't say a word, "But you don't need Xuechi. Jump, you can't think of trading souls with the monsters in the pool to stop me from doing good things!"
The tyrannical spiritual core of Xiao Laner that he took away had powerful flame electricity flowing through his body.
"Also, please stop pretending to be the head of the Yue family ridiculously. These resentful spirits in Huntian Cave are destined to not obey you. After you just foolishly blew up your spiritual core, you have become a waste. You can't become the head of the Yue family."
"And the second heir is me."
After saying this, he suddenly raised his palm and shot down Yue Chenqing's heart!
Yue Chenqing spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hissing spiritual flow shook Yue Chenqing's already precarious spiritual core into powder in an instant...
Jiang Yexue's eyes were filled with the cold light of the vulture slaughter. He seemed to have made up his mind to make Yue Chenqing feel powerless to return to the world, and his heart was ashes. Therefore, after completely destroying Yue Chenqing's spiritual core, he suddenly raised his hand, He shouted sharply, "Listen to my orders!"
The voice echoed in the Huantian Cave, and then there were countless screams in the cave. Those resentful demons who were dazed and didn't know what to do with themselves suddenly knew who the new master was, and they raised their necks and opened their mouths, shaking the rock formations. roar. The blood pool was even more scarlet, and more evil spirits who had not jumped out of the pool were drinking restlessly in the pool.
Jiang Yexue laughed long, then savagely, and said to Yue Chenqing in an extremely contemptuous tone: "Yue Chenqing, do you know who is the master of the Yue family?! You can no longer drive them, because you are simply not qualified! "
"He's not good enough."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind Jiang Yexue: "What about me?"
Jiang Yexue was stunned for a moment, the arrogance and arrogance on her face had not yet faded, and she quickly reacted, turning her head back immediately—"Chu Yi?!"
Murong Chuyi didn't know when he had woken up. He struggled, clutching his wound, and stood up from the pool of blood. He is more embarrassed than ever, and the demeanor of the white clothes flying like a fairy is no longer, but what is disturbing is that his calmness and indifference are not less.
Even on that face, which was particularly pale from the loss of blood, it looked even worse than usual.
Murong Chuyi looked at Jiang Yexue indifferently: "Yue Yexue, am I qualified?"
Both are sons, Jiang Yexue was born by Madam Xie, Murong Chuyi was the son of Miss Chu, and after his son-in-law Yue Chenqing lost the ability to control them, in fact, whether it was Murong Chuyi or Jiang Yexue, for the blood pool grievances, that was all. it's the same.
Murong Chuyi also ignited a fiery spiritual flame, and the flames reflected his sharp phoenix eyes extremely bright. He shouted in a deep voice, "Listen to my order!"
The resentful spirits were boiling again, and the evil spirits who had followed Jiang Yexue's orders before followed Murong Chuyi's instructions again, turned their heads, and approached Jiang Yexue and Xiao Lan'er.
Jiang Yexue's expression was calm, but still cold, he narrowed his eyes: "Chu Yi, you know that you will not be my opponent."
Murong Chuyi did not answer, but continued to sacrifice his spiritual power to those blood spirits.
Jiang Yexue said: "What are you making fun of with me? You can't beat me at all compared to spiritual power, not to mention that I can control your mind again, you—"
"Get up!"
Murong Chuyi shouted sharply, and all those resentful spirits roared and slaughtered at Jiang Yexue. Jiang Yexue flicked her sleeves, increasing her spiritual flow, trying to bring these evil spirits back to her camp.
But at this moment, he heard Murong Chuyi sneer: "Yue Yexue, you are right."
"You steal people's spiritual power, destroy people's spiritual cores, feed people poison, and manipulate people's hearts. I can't compare to you, and I'm not as strong as you."
"..." Jiang Yexue stared at him, not understanding what he meant for a while.
"I'm very tired of being your puppet, but in order to protect Yue Chenqing, I have always endured it, no matter how disgusting I am, I will carry it."
"… "
"To be honest, I've endured it to the end, and I don't want to worry about the Yue family's affairs."
Hearing him give up, Jiang Yexue was almost relieved, and took a step forward: "Chu Yi, if you don't interfere in today's affairs, then it's not impossible for me to see your face..."
Murong Chuyi looked at him calmly.
"Jiang Yexue, you don't need to negotiate terms with me, and you don't want to manipulate me in your life."
Jiang Yexue was startled.
There was a faint sigh in Murong Chuyi's expression. He whispered, "It's been more than 20 years. It's time to end the relationship between you and me."
Jiang Yexue reacted abruptly, stepped forward abruptly, and shouted, "Chu Yi—!"
But it was too late, there was a sound of rustling clothes and silk.
He caught the air, and Murong Chuyi's coat rubbed his fingertips and flew past.
Before Jiang Yexue could recover it, the blood-stained white clothes fluttered and fell into the turbulent blood pool!
Dead silence.
For a while, neither Yue Chenqing, Jiang Yexue, or even Mo Xi thought it was true.
Murong Chuyi is too decisive and too straightforward. Just like anything he has done before, as long as he thinks about it, he will do it, and he will not say anything more, and he will not be attached to anyone, and he will not give anything to anyone. people explain.
Or maybe he knew that Jiang Yexue could quickly manipulate his body again, so he didn't give Jiang Yexue a chance to keep him.
Murong Chuyi always seemed to be ruthless.
Even to himself.
For a moment, Mo Xi felt that Murong Chuyi would soon return to the ground as if he was chasing the snow from under the edge of the pond, just like when he killed the sword demon Li Qingqian, the man was understatement and had the chance to win. .
But no.
The blood pool was churning, and once again, a huge scarlet wave burst out. The wave turned into a twisted evil spirit, roaring and hunting towards Jiang Yexue!
Yue Chenqing finally recovered from this torrent, and shouted hoarsely: "Fourth Uncle!! No, don't!!!"
As for Jiang Yexue, he was still stunned on the spot, his eyes were wide open and his eyes were about to split.
He raised his hand, and he could block the instant attack, but in front of his eyes he seemed to still see the situation when Murong Chuyi was swallowed by the blood pool, and the last words that Murong Chuyi said were still lingering in his ears.
He didn't even think it was true.
In his calculation, everyone's death is calculated, and anyone's life can be used as a bargaining chip.
But he only didn't count Murong Chuyi.
Jiang Yexue stood there stiffly, perhaps even he himself didn't understand why he was stunned in place. Before he had time to question his heart or understand what his feelings were, the maddening flow of the blood pond was already smashing in anger-suddenly wrapped him around!
moment.
Those intense reds filled everything in front of them.
Jiang Yexue couldn't help but murmured in a trembling voice, "...you really...you really... hate me so much?"
No one answered, the scarlet in front of me was like the old plum tree many years ago, leaning against the pink-white wall, it was brightly blooming...
At that time, he was young, upright, and spotless, and he never felt sorry for anyone. Holding the umbrella, he walked behind the boy who was standing with his back to him, smiled and said softly, "Whose child are you? Why don't you hold an umbrella in such a big snowstorm?"
But Murong Chuyi turned around, there was no hatred in his eyes, and there was no disappointment and sadness in his eyes.
Just look at him quietly.
It was different from when they first met. In a trance, he seemed to see Murong Chuyi smiling at him. Against the background of the snow and plum blossoms, the young man said to him, "First meeting, my name is Murong Chuyi."
Jiang Yexue's heart was suddenly tender, and the past twenty years had pierced into her chest. In the first half of his life, he adhered to the right path and did not gain justice in the world, but Murong Chuyi believed in him to protect him, and in the second half of his life, he had bloody fingerings and plans, just when he was about to take back his power, he found out—
It was the same person who stood in front of him.
But Murong Chuyi had protected him.
When everyone was far away from him and old friends were shunned, it was Murong Chuyi who gave him a place to live, a place of recognition, encouragement and a home.
Maybe Murong Chuyi didn't hate him, but at the moment when he fell into the devil's way, he had personally killed Jiang Yexue, whom Murong Chuyi respected.
In his final perception, all he heard was Yue Chenqing's heart-breaking wailing and wailing: "Fourth Uncle!!!!!!"
Where is he your fourth uncle
Jiang Yexue thought so.
At the beginning of the story, he's clearly just my guy...
If our time only stayed in that year, that day, under that old plum tree, how wonderful it would be...
"Fourth Uncle... Four, Fourth Uncle...!!"
Wraith madness devoured him.
The blood wave receded, and even the wreckage of the bamboo warrior on the shore and the resentful spirits that jumped out of the blood pool were carried back. Xiao Lan'er fell to the ground and was completely unconscious, Yue Chenqing fell to her knees with a plop, and stumbled and crawled towards the blood pool. Tears were all over his face, and he was weeping.
"Fourth uncle... don't... don't let you go... ah..." At the end, there was only a groaning and grief-stricken wailing, "I won't be angry with you again... please... please..."
As if finally answering his plea.
Suddenly, a warm white light floated up from the blood pool abyss.
Yue Chenqing raised her head abruptly, her pupils tightened, her whole body trembled, and the color of her lips faded instantly. He was so desperate and so full of hope, he used his hands and feet to grind blood marks on the ground, and he crawled over there: "Fourth Uncle..."
It was indeed Murong Chuyi that floated on the surface of the blood pool, but he was already a sacrificial soul. He didn't have more spiritual power, and he didn't have more time.
Just like when Yue Chenqing got into trouble and he came out to save him, it was exactly the same as when he came out to save him. Murong Chu's clothes were fluttering, and his robes were flying. The sword light from the snow enveloped him, making him fall to the ground like a god descending to earth.
What was different from before was that Murong Chuyi always looked impatient when he rescued him in the past. He didn't even look at him, let alone talk to him.
But this time, after losing the black magic spell that Jiang Yexue had cast on him, Murong Chuyi no longer had to worry about whoever was too close to him would contaminate that person with the devilish energy. He finally, as Yue Chenqing had longed for, gently , lowered his eyes with a smile, raised the hand that was floating in white light, and gently covered the top of Yue Chenqing's hair.
Yue Chenqing couldn't cry, but tears fell like rain.
"You've done a good job, Yue Chenqing." Murong Chuyi's voice was faint like smoke, drifting away in the Huntian Cave after the catastrophe, "It's a pity that Fourth Uncle never accompanies you well, taught you, I never hurt you."
"No... No!! You treat me well! It's me who failed you, it's me... Fourth uncle, don't leave! Can you change me, can you change me... "
"What nonsense are you talking about." Murong Chuyi stretched out two fingers and lightly tapped Yue Chenqing's forehead, "You are still young, and you still have a long way to go. This is the last time I will save you, and I will add more in the future. Diligence and hard work. Remember, you are not only Murong Huang's son."
He paused for a moment and said warmly:
"You are also my nephew, Yue Chenqing."
After he finished speaking, he walked to Mo Xi's side, put his hand on Mo Xi's heart, and sent the last soul power to the past little by little to disperse the intractable poison.
Mo Xi choked out a mouthful of blood and was finally able to move, with a hoarse voice in his throat: "Murong..."
Murong Chuyi shook her head and asked in a low voice, "You haven't told Gu Mang that I'm his brother, right?"
"… "
"Then never tell him." Murong Chuyi whispered, "I'm sorry, Xihejun."
He moved his hand away from Mo Xi's chest, and the phantom became more and more indistinct and thin, almost becoming an indistinguishable mirror.
"Everyone has their own destiny, and the relationship is shallow and deep. It seems that I am doomed to miss him. Tomorrow's appointment will be difficult for me in the end. Please let him... Let him cherish himself more."
The last bit of brilliance gradually dissipated, and only Murong Chuyi's voice was still in the cave, a gentleness that people had never heard over the years.
"Don't expect me any more..."