The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 224
“!” Nangong Si was shocked. “Mother?”
“The Demon Dragon Contract can only be strengthened by the Nangong Family’s blood sacrifice.” Rong Yan said, “Only you or him. So of course it’s him … He’s already a chess piece, a walking corpse … Besides, why should he live? He’s not loyal to his husband, not strict to his father, and not respectful to his emperor. He’s not fit to be a human. Who knows why Nan Gongxu released him from the curse of the Thousand Cuts Fruit and only let him become a fool?! ”
Nangong Si froze in place, as if he had also become a chess piece. He was so stiff that he couldn’t move.
“Si ‘er, I can’t do it myself. Now only you … only you can throw him into the Dragon Soul Pool and let his blood flow into the pool … His one … one lowly life can be exchanged for everyone’s safety. It’s also … his good karma after death! ”
Before he could react, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the Dragon Soul Pool, “What’s going on? Where did these beetles come from? ”
Beetles …?
Then, screams came from the hall, one after another, along with the shouts of Xue Zhengyong, Jiang Xi, and the others. Rong Yan said anxiously, “Hurry up. The Dragon Tail Blood Contract has been broken. There are two more contracts left. Once they’re completely broken, even if we throw him into the Blood Pool, it’ll be useless.”
Nangong Si was awakened by her shout.
“What’s there to hesitate about?!” Rong Yan said, “He’s the one who did evil everywhere and caused the Confucian Wind Sect to be in this state today. Si ‘er! Wake up quickly! There’s no other choice, you —! ”
She suddenly became speechless.
Then, her eyes rolled up slightly, and her pupils contracted rapidly. Xu Shuanglin seemed to be unable to bear it and controlled her with his most ruthless spiritual power.
Rong Yan no longer had her own consciousness.
A dreamy expression reappeared on her face. She slowly got up and walked towards the side of Bliss. She returned to the inconspicuous spot where she had been at the beginning. Her eyes were empty as she murmured softly, “Si ‘er … tell me, what’s the sentence before that? What’s the sentence before that?”
Nangong Si was trembling.
He knelt on the ground and trembled. He wasn’t controlled by anything, but he felt that there was no way out.
The world praises but does not advise, the world destroys but does not dishearten.
This was what his mother wanted him to do. It was so difficult.
It was really difficult.
When he was young, it was difficult to memorize the difficult Xiao Yao You, or to make him hit the red heart nine times out of ten arrows…
Now, she was telling him that she wanted to use his father’s blood to strengthen the blood pact with Jiao Mountain.
He listened to the mournful cries outside. Just from the sound, he knew how terrifying the awakened Dragon Tail would be. He thought of Ye Wangxi again, the Ye Wangxi who was still facing the snake tide alone in the darkness, waiting for him to investigate everything and return as soon as possible.
“Si ‘er …” His mother murmured behind him.
He slowly pulled out his sword and walked toward Nangong Liu.
Hate.
How could he not hate?
He looked at this man.
How could he not hate him?
He dug out his mother’s heart while she was still alive. He had an affair with the sect leader of Jiang Dongtang. He harmed Villa Master Li of Bi Tan Village. He destroyed Confucian Wind Sect and left behind a pile of mess and a bad reputation. He and Ye Wangxi were frightened and had nowhere to go all day long. They were like stray dogs. How could he not hate him?!
He raised his sword, and the snowy light illuminated Nangong Liu’s face.
His face, which was no longer young, had a bit of serenity and calmness that only a child would have.
Nangong Liu looked at Nangong Si. Nangong Si’s hand trembled. He turned his head and said, “Get up.”
“Who are you? Why do you want me to get up? I want to sit here. I want to wait for His Majesty … ”
“What His Majesty!” Nangong Si angrily shouted at him. His heart was thumping, and blood was rushing through his veins. “That’s your younger brother! Where are your prospects, Nangong Liu?! That’s your younger brother!! ”
“Even if he’s my younger brother, he’s still His Majesty.” Nangong Liu was shocked and shrunk into a ball. “Don’t be so fierce. You … you … why are you crying?”
Am I crying?
Nangong Si thought in a daze.
Am I … am I crying?
Bitter and salty tears rolled down and fell to the ground together with the sword.
Nangong Si suddenly knelt on the ground and wailed.
Why was it like this?
He hated him. He thought he could really hate him to the point of forcing his father to go to the Dragon Soul Pool with him and reforge the blood contract between Jiao Mountain and Wangli.
Why couldn’t he hate him? It was this person in front of him who made him homeless and his family destroyed. Why couldn’t he hate him?
But …
But he really couldn’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 of was actually —
It was actually when he was still very, very young, stumbling as he chased after Naobaijin in the Howling Moon Grassland.
His legs were unsteady, and in the end, he fell.
Rong Yan stood in front of him and said to him who was crying loudly, “Stand up by yourself.”
It hurt.
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 hold him and pull him up.
But Rong Yan didn’t stretch out his hand. He never stretched out his hand.
In the end, another big warm hand picked him up from the ground and hugged him. The sun shone down and he saw a face.
A young, kind, gentleman-like face that was always kind and kind.
“Aiya, our Si ‘er also needs someone to help him up sometimes.” This person stroked his soft hair, his eyes very gentle. “If you can stand up by yourself, what do you need a father and a mother for?”
That was Nangong Si’s earliest and earliest impression of his own father in his memories.
In this spacious hall full of living dead, the only living person staggered, stumbled, and climbed up by himself.
He got up, but soon knelt down again.
He kowtowed three times in the direction of Rong Yan, then got up again and turned to leave.
Suddenly, his sleeve was pulled.
The person who pulled him was actually Nangong Liu.
“… …”
Nangong Liu fished out a tangerine from the basket and handed it to him. After thinking for a while, he peeled a piece and handed it directly to his lips.
“Don’t cry, although I don’t know what you’re going to do. But tangerines are sweet and very delicious. I picked them. Have a taste. ”
Nangong Si didn’t want to eat it, but the piece of tangerine was right next to his lips. Nangong Liu handed it to him, just like how he fed him countless times when he was young.
The sweet and sour juice spread between his lips and teeth. Nangong Si fiercely wiped his 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 side of the Dragon Soul Pool where the chaotic battle was.
The beetles transformed from the dragon’s tail were too fierce. Many cultivators had already died in battle, and the ground was covered in blood. Because the beetles were too small, Chu Wanning, Jiang Xi, and the other Great Grandmasters could only protect a few people behind them. The scene was a mess, like boiling soup in a cauldron.
No one noticed Nangong Si coming in.
He walked into the hall.
A few hours ago, he lost his spirit core and thought that he would be reduced to a mortal for the rest of his life.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that fate knew that he was ambitious. Although it was not kind to him, it was not kind to him in the end.
The only thing he owed was … …
His gaze fell on the tunnel leading to the Soul-Summoning Platform.
Ye Wangxi.
Nangong Si suddenly broke into a smile.
Fortunately, in the end, he didn’t have time to thank her for not leaving and for her unswerving determination. Fortunately, he didn’t have time to tell her that he finally understood her good intentions, her feelings, and that he was willing to be with her forever.
Otherwise, for no reason, he would implicate her, then … …
“Plop.”
Then what?
He didn’t finish thinking. If he did, he probably wouldn’t have the courage to do it again. He didn’t finish thinking, so the boiling blood pool swallowed him up. He didn’t finish thinking, but turned into bones and melted into ashes.
The last thing he had time to do before he died was to untie the quiver at his waist and throw the quiver embroidered by his mother, as well as the howling demon wolf, Naobaijin, to the side of the pool.
Nangong Si felt that the moment he melted into ashes, he seemed to still be conscious, but it didn’t hurt. He seemed to clearly hear the sound of the quiver landing safely on the ground, Naobaijin’s whining, and Chu Wanning calling his name. He lost his rare composure.
He wanted to respond.
He wanted to respond.
Master … …
I recognize you.
How can I not recognize you?
Actually, I remember. That year, under the flowering tree, we kowtowed to each other.
But you didn’t want me.
I also had my pride. I was afraid that you didn’t like my foundation, so I pretended that I was too young at that time and had forgotten.
Later, you were willing to recognize me, but I was also afraid of implicating you … …
It’s fine now.
I have a master. I carried the Carefree Travel for my mother. Ye Wangxi and Naobaijin are fine.
Right, I didn’t expect to be able to eat a piece of orange before I died.
That person … … personally peeled it … …
It was the same taste as when I tasted the orange that she fed me when I was young.
So sweet … …
Nangong Si’s soul suddenly scattered. Everything faded away. Everything became illusions of the past. The past and the old dreams were all in the past.
They belonged to the blood contract.
Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the Dragon Soul Pool. Wherever the light touched, the dragon roared and the sword roared. It destroyed all the dragon-tailed beetles, dragon-scaled snakes, and the dragon tendons that were holding up the corpse tide outside. They were all crushed into ashes and powder.
When Ye Wangxi rushed out of the passageway covered in blood, she saw Nangong Si’s figure at the moment when she fell into the pool. She saw the blood pool that was illuminated by the dragon light. She saw all the cultivators looking at the blood pool, the sobbing and helpless Naobaijin by the pool, and Chu Wanning who was hugging Naobaijin … …
Her sword fell to the ground with a clang.
“Ah Si!!!”
Her voice was hoarse, and it almost cracked the sky!
At this moment, Ye Wangxi’s entire body was covered in wounds. She staggered forward a few steps, but before she could reach the side of the blood pool, before she even had the time to shed tears, the heavy injuries and crazy emotions finally destroyed her. The snake venom spread throughout her body. Her bones and blood were cold, and her whole body was cold.
“Ah Si … …”
She staggered over step by step. Her lips were purple, and she was sobbing. Tears rolled down her cheeks. But she couldn’t hold on anymore. She fell heavily on the cold brick surface.
Her vision turned dark, but she still used her bloodstained fingers to scratch the ground, trying to crawl forward.
She knew it was too late.
She saw Nangong Si jump into the Dragon Soul Pool with her own eyes.
Everything was clearly over.
But she couldn’t accept it. How could she accept it … … How could she accept it!!
It was as if she could make that person return as long as she persisted and crawled to the edge of the pool. It was as if Nangong Si could return to her side as long as she persisted for a little longer.
He said it before.
In front of the snake cave, he clearly promised — —
He said, “It’s too dark here. I know you don’t like it. Just hold on for a while. I’ll be back soon.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
She persisted. She gritted her teeth and persisted. Little by little, she crawled dizzily and spasmed until she reached the edge of the Dragon Soul Pool.
I’m here.
What about you?
It’s very dark in front of you, and the surroundings are very cold. Is there another malicious spirit coming? Is there another venomous snake? Can you be like before? Can you suppress it with a talisman and majestically turn your head around?
Tell me again, “Come with me. I’ll protect you.”
“Nangong Si … Ah Si …” She choked on her sobs, which eventually turned into a wail. She burst into tears, “Come back! A gentleman keeps his word. You have to keep your promise. Come back! ”
But that cry didn’t last for long. The violent poison and trauma finally engulfed her. Before she lost consciousness, the last thing she did was to reach out and touch the wall of the Dragon Soul Pool. It was as if she could grab the clothes of the person in the pool and keep him by her side.
Originally, everything was going to be better … … She could find a way to stop Ah Si’s tyrannical spirit core, and everyone wouldn’t hate them so much anymore … … Originally … … she was about to make it.
But darkness came again. This time, to her, there might not be another day.
“Ah Si … …”
Ye Wangxi murmured and finally slowly closed her eyes.
The evil spirit of the Devil Dragon was finally suppressed. Nangong Si sacrificed his flesh and blood to strengthen the bond that was about to break. And the Dragon Soul Pool that merged with Nangong Si’s soul was difficult for Xu Shuanglin to destroy again.
Everything was over.
Not a single blade of grass or tree on Jiao Mountain could be used by Xu Shuanglin anymore. Nangong Si didn’t have the ability to pierce through heaven and earth like Nangong Zhangying, but in the end, he was the one who cut off Xu Shuanglin’s sharpest claws.
No one spoke. Only the faint moans of those who were previously injured could be heard.
The light of the Dragon Soul Pool gradually dissipated. Mo Ran walked to Chu Wanning’s side. Chu Wanning lowered his head and closed his eyes. The hand that was holding Naobaijin was pale and cold. Because of his forbearance, light blue veins were slightly protruding under his skin.
“Master …”
Chu Wanning didn’t say anything. In the end, he just put Naobaijin beside Ye Wangxi, together with Nangong Si’s quiver.
He stood up. There was moisture in his eyes, but when he looked at the passageway leading to the Soul-Summoning Altar, the moisture condensed into frost.
He didn’t say a word. Heaven’s Ask flowed with golden light in his hand. He walked towards the dark passageway.
Mo Ran followed him, and the disciples of the Peak of Life and Death followed silently.
No one asked, and no one said anything.
They all understood what it meant to be the vanguard, but they all followed. No one backed down. Then it was the Treading in Snow Palace, Lonesome Moon Night …
Before entering the passageway, Jiang Xi pointed at a few healers and disciples who were guarding the passageway and said, “You all stay here and take care of the injured, especially Miss Ye. If these people who didn’t die lose their lives, a whole year’s worth of salary and spirit stones will be deducted. ”
“Yes, Sect Master.”
The door leading to the Soul-Summoning Altar had already been opened. After suffering losses along the way, they came to the last place in the Confucian Wind Sect’s Ancestral Temple Heavenly Palace —
Finally, they arrived at the Soul-Summoning Altar.
The Soul-Summoning Altar.
