The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 99
That night, Mo Ran leaned against the crabapple tree and fell asleep.
There were many places on the peak of life and death that had traces of Chu Wanning’s life. If he wanted to pay homage, it was best to go to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion. However, he could only lean against this tree so that his heart would not hurt so much. Only then could he feel a little bit of the human world.
He once thought that it was his greatest misfortune to have Chu Wanning as his teacher. This bow was wrong from the beginning.
However, only today did he understand that the unfortunate person was not him, Mo Weiyu. Instead, it was Chu Wanning who was standing among the flowers with his head lowered in contemplation.
“Immortal Master, Immortal Master, please pay attention to me.”
He vaguely remembered the first sentence he said to his teacher. It seemed to be like this. Perhaps there were some differences in the words. It had been too long, so he could not remember it so clearly.
However, he could clearly remember that when Chu Wanning raised his eyelashes, that blank and slightly stunned face.
Between his eyebrows, he looked very gentle.
Now, Mo Ran was lying under the tree. He thought, if time could go back to the day when he chose his teacher, no matter what, he would not pester Chu Wanning to accept him as his disciple.
Because the moment he raised his eyes, the price he had to pay was the endless entanglement that followed, Chu Wanning’s life.
Two lifetimes.
He destroyed them all in his own hands.
Two lifetimes …
His throat moved, and he choked and closed his eyes. He was in the pain of ten thousand ants gnawing at his heart. After a long time, he fell into a light sleep.
Then, the memory that he did not dare to touch easily since his rebirth broke free from the shackles in his sleep. Holding a knife, he dug out his heart.
At that time, he had already reached the peak of the human world. Chu Wanning had already been crippled of his spiritual nucleus and was under house arrest in the palace without freedom.
However, he suffered several assassinations in succession. The last assassination was even done by Xue Meng and Mei Hanxue. Although Mo Ran did not die on the spot because of his strong mana, he was seriously injured. He recuperated in the palace for more than a month before he recovered his energy.
There was a lot of rain in the center of Shu. During that period of time, the rain did not stop.
Mo Ran was draped in a thick brocade robe, his jade-like fingers gripping the lapels of his robe as he stood under the verandah, looking at the dark sky outside. His expression was a little happy and a little crazy. He didn’t say anything, but everyone could feel the twisted humanity in him. He clearly had an extremely handsome face, but the light in his eyes was often gloomy and tyrannical, without the slightest bit of warmth.
The longer he sat in his high position, the more obvious this gloominess became.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him. He didn’t turn around and only said, “You’re here?”
“You want to destroy the Kunlun Treading Snow Palace?” Chu Wanning’s voice resounded faintly in the hall.
Mo Ran said, “So what if he is?”
“… Did you forget what you promised me? You said that you wouldn’t harm Xue Meng’s life again. ”
Mo Ran said calmly, “Shizun came, but you didn’t ask about my injuries. Standing here in the cold wind, you only care about who I kill and who I don’t kill?”
“Mo Weiyu, I came to tell you, don’t do anything you will regret.”
“Ha, regret? The one who should regret is you, Shizun. Back then, when I slaughtered the Confucian Wind Sect, you and I fought a life and death battle, and your spiritual core was shattered. Now that I want to destroy the Treading Snow Palace, you are no different from a mortal. You don’t even have the ability to fight me anymore. Do you regret meddling in other people’s business? ”
After Mo Ran finished speaking, he turned his face and looked back. There was a trace of a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and a light flashed in the depths of his eyes. “Chu Wanning, you are now a cripple. What can you use to stop me?”
Perhaps because he really had nothing left, Chu Wanning was speechless for a long time.
With a thunderous boom, heavy rain poured down, flowing down the roof tiles and beams.
Chu Wanning finally closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he softly said, “Don’t go.”
His black robe fluttering, Mo Ran turned around.
Behind him was the leaden gray sky, the chilly wind and rain. He looked at Chu Wanning in the hall, and then said, “Why don’t I go? I gave Xue Meng a chance. That year, you were willing to submit to me for him. I kept my promise and took your people, but spared his life. Now that he wants to kill me, tell me, why don’t I go? ”
“… …”
“What? Can’t say anything? “Mo Ran laughed coldly.” Reprimand me, curse me. Chu Wanning, aren’t you very capable? I know that Xue Meng is your flesh and blood, the disciple you are most proud of. You think that he has a pure heart, but I am just a piece of mud under his shoes. ”
“Enough.” Chu Wanning’s face was pale. His brows were tightly knitted, as if he was suppressing something.
“Not enough! How can it be enough? ” When Mo Ran saw this, the cruel pleasure in his heart grew stronger. Rage, ecstasy, hatred, jealousy, all kinds of intense emotions were like oil on fire, burning his heart.
His eyes were extremely bright, shining with light. He paced back and forth.
“There is no second chance, Chu Wanning, he does not have a second chance. I want to kill him, peel off his skin and step on it, use his skull to drink wine! I want to dig out his liver and intestines, chop up his flesh and make soup! You can’t stop me! — — Chu Wanning, you can’t stop me! ”
His eyes were red, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became. He was almost deranged.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his collar and slapped him in the face.
“Are you done being crazy!”
Chu Wanning’s face was so close that he could see the other’s eyelashes trembling, and tears in the other’s eyes.
“Mo Ran … … Wake up, wake up … …”
“I’m awake!” The burning pain on his face made him even more crazy. He stared at Chu Wanning’s face, and suddenly became furious. “I’m awake! The one sleeping is you! Are you blind? ”
He pushed the other away and tore open his own collar, revealing the blood-red gauze underneath.
“Are you blind, Chu Wanning!” He roared angrily, poking his own chest, but felt that it was not enough, so he viciously tore off the gauze, revealing a bloody mess … …
“Who did this? Your good disciple! Xue Meng! If his Dragon City was a bit more to the side, I would have died! Tell me, why should I let him go! ”
“In your eyes, only his life is life, and mine is not, right?!” Under the hatred, Mo Ran suddenly grabbed Chu Wanning’s hand and stuck it to his bloody wound. “Didn’t you want to stop me? Fine, I’ll give you a chance, take out my heart! — — Chu Wanning, if you have the fucking ability, take out my heart! ”
“… …” Chu Wanning’s fingertips were trembling, so cold, so cold.
Mo Ran stared at him, furious, ruthless, and the veins on his neck were trembling.
He said hoarsely, “Take it out.”
Outside, the rain was pouring down, hitting the roof tiles and eaves. It was apprehensive and crazy.
Dead silence.
No one moved.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Ran finally released Chu Wanning’s hand. He gasped for breath and said in a deep voice, “Xue Ziming and Mei Hanxue’s lives, I want them.”
“… …”
“You hate me, Shizun.” Mo Ran said, “In any case, my life is like this, our lives are like this. We can’t turn back, so let’s just walk in the dark. On the road to the Yellow Springs, I’ll drag some old friends to accompany me. ”
That day, Chu Wanning looked at his departing back and said one last sentence.
He said, “Mo Ran, if you destroy Treading Snow Palace and kill Xue Meng, I will also die in front of you. I have nothing to exchange with you, but at least I can choose to die.”
Mo Ran heard this, paused, and then turned half of his handsome face. In the hazy wind and rain, he revealed a smile.
“With this seat here, you won’t die.”
“… …”
“Even if your blood runs out, I can still bring you back from the Yama Palace. Even if you disgust me in this life, you still have to live with me.” After Mo Ran released his madness, his face gradually regained its usual calm and cold killing intent. He said, “My good Shizun, you should obediently stay at the peak of life and death. When I catch Xue Meng and come back, I will let him take a good look at the god he cares about day and night. Now that he is under me, I will let him take a good look at the god he cares about day and night. In any case, we are from the same sect, so I should let him die clearly and clearly. ”
However, Mo Ran never thought that Grandmaster Chu would still be Grandmaster Chu after all.
A month later, Mo Ran fulfilled his grand promise. He stood proudly at the peak of Kunlun Mountain, in front of the Heavenly Lake. Mei Hanxue and Xue Meng had already been captured by him and bound to an ice pillar. Then, he used the exquisite chess game to control the minds of the thousand people of Treading Snow Palace, making them slaughter each other in front of Mei and Xue.
In a flash, the pure white snow mountain was dyed red. Blood dyed the Heavenly Lake red and soaked the mountain range.
Mo Ran calmly sat in front of the Treading Snow Palace’s entrance. While eating grapes handed to him by a servant, he smiled at the scene in front of him.
He asked Xue Meng, whose eyes were almost out of focus. He said, “Meng Meng, is it good?”
“… …” Xue Meng did not respond, as if he had lost his hearing.
Mo Ran was very satisfied with this and smiled even more intimately. He asked again, “Did you like the performance that cousin showed you?”
“… … Let go of the Treading Snow Palace.”
Suddenly hearing such a weak murmur, Mo Ran blinked and asked, “What?”
“Let go of the Treading Snow Palace.” Xue Meng’s burning eyes no longer had any light, “Let go of them, let go of Mei Hanxue … … That assassination, the one who wanted your life was me. You can kill me, but don’t implicate others.”
Mo Ran laughed in spite of himself, “Are you negotiating with me?”
“No.” Xue Meng stared blankly, he said, “I am begging you.”
The proud son of heaven said, I am begging you.
The demon in his heart was suddenly pleased. Mo Ran’s eyes lit up, as if he was interested. He pinched Xue Meng’s chin, forcing him to look up at him. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a blue light on the horizon.
“What’s going on?”
Before his servant could answer, he saw that above the snowy peak of Cui Wei, a brilliant array stretched for thousands of miles, covering the entire Kunlun mountain range.
Above the array, Chu Wanning stood in the clouds, his clothes as white as snow, fluttering in the wind.
In front of him hung a strangely shaped guqin. It was completely black, the end of the guqin curled up, spreading out lush branches and leaves. The begonia on the guqin wept, its brilliance scattered.
— — Chu Wanning’s third Divine Martial, “Nine Songs”.
