The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

As if responding to him, a huge skeleton foot suddenly stepped out of the surging molten current, the nails alone were as wide as a car wheel, this foot landed in Ganquan Lake, half of the lake was filled, and it was tight Then the other foot fell down again, breaking countless orange trees on the bank.

A gigantic skeleton roared and stepped out from the crack in the sky. It turned its stiff head, howled upwards, and the sound shook the heavens. Then it held a sharp ax with shackles and jingled, "Ho——" slammed on the ground. ashore.

The giant ax plunged into the ground, causing layers of heat waves, mud and stones rolled, and vegetation snapped.

Seeing that the place where Xue Meng was standing was about to collapse, suddenly a blue light appeared, and it was Nangong Liu who held two swords and swung his whole body of spiritual energy to fight against it.There was only a loud bang, the two forces collided, and the soil and broken wood exploded.Xu Shuanglin supported the water barrier beside him, and shouted: "Slap him between the ribs! Did you see that!"

"I see." Nangong Liu gritted his teeth and said, sweeping away his usually submissive and soft appearance, and attacked the ribs of the giant skeleton.Mo Ran took a closer look, and saw a cluster of flames burning on the chest of the skull, and in the flames was a shadowy figure that was bound.He wanted to see it more clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly because of the dancing flames when the giant skeleton fought with Nangong Liu.

It is reasonable to say that Nangong Liu spent a lot of time in hell to summon this evil god who can be compared to a hundred. No matter how you say it, it should be ordered by him to do harm to the world, which is easy to understand.But looking at Nangong Liu's current posture, it seems that he has risked his entire life to fight this thing.

This is so weird...

But Mo Ran didn't have time to think about it, Xue Meng and the others were still standing in the same place, and if they continued to fight like this, they might be affected. Mo Ran recalled Chu Wanning's seal gesture, and said in a low voice: "Damn, ten thousand coffins!" Counting Ten red willow vines rushed from all directions like flying snakes, wrapped the chess pieces on the bank one after another, and then retreated to the periphery.

"Not bad, you use it well."

Chu Wanning's words must have warmed Mo Ran's chest. At this moment, the person he likes is by his side, and the people who want to protect are also protected by the gods and gods. Mo Ran's mind is much more stable when he sees them fighting this time .

He found that although Nangong Liu's attacking skills were not up to the table, his evasion and defense were top-notch, and he didn't know that this person had a preference for this type of spells since he was a child. No wonder he slaughtered Confucianism in his previous life. The leader escaped faster than a rabbit.

Although the giant skeleton's attack was fierce, but due to its huge size and slow movement, it did not hurt Nangong Liu for a while. Nangong Liu walked higher and higher along its dense skeleton. Fly—he stood on the sternum of the giant skeleton, and through the bones, he could clearly see the person hanging from the heart of the skeleton...

Nangong Liu yelled first, like a person who was released from extreme suffering, his voice was distorted and ferocious, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahahahaha! I found it! Finally... I finally found you!!"

His shining eyes were bloodshot deep in the bamboo hat, he shouted angrily and ecstatically, "I found it!"

Wrapped in the flame was a man with his eyes closed. He looked thin and fragile. He didn't have an outstanding appearance, a face that was easily forgotten.

Nangong Liu kept muttering, almost crazy: "I found it, I found it...haha, hahahahaha...I found you...I found you..."

He suddenly raised the sword with blue light flowing in his hand, and stabbed fiercely at the core of the giant skeleton, the sleeping man!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the man who was as silent as death suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes suddenly.Xu Shuanglin shouted angrily from below: "Don't look into his eyes! I told you not to look into his eyes!" But Nangong Liu was too close to the man, and he was almost caught off guard. With four eyes facing each other, Nangong Liu only had time to see the scarlet pupils in those round eyes like dogs and beasts, and blood and tears flowed out, and then he felt severe pain like tearing his whole body.

He yelled "Ah", and fell straight from the sky, and fell to the ground. If Xu Shuanglin hadn't propped up a barrier to protect him, he might have broken his bones.

Xu Shuanglin walked quickly, stomping his bare feet on the ground: "What are you doing to see him? Didn't I tell you that when you look at him, you will feel the pain of his soul? You..."

He stopped talking halfway, Nangong Liu stood up unsteadily from the ground, his bamboo hat fell off, revealing a messy bun and a pair of panicked eyes.

"Ah...ah!"

The moonlight shone on his face without any cover, his fingers twitched, and he tried to cover his face in great pain, but it was useless, all the skin exposed to the moonlit night quickly began to crack, burst open, and turned bright red The tender meat, the blood can't stop flowing down.

"what!!!"

Nangong Liu screamed wildly, trying to cover his face with his sleeves, but this made his hands and forearms exposed in a panic, and the flesh there also began to tear rapidly, bloody and mottled.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning looked at it from a distance, they were both unbelievable - what happened to Nangong Liu?

He actually...can't directly shine on the moonlight?

The clothes fluttered and fluttered away like eagle wings. Xu Shuanglin took off his robe and threw it on Nangong Liu's face, covering him tightly. He stood in the winter night wearing only a pure white obscene dress. It doesn't feel cold at all.His clothes were slightly open, and his strong chest was heaving slightly under his head. Seeing Nangong Liu slumped on the ground as limp as a sieve, he was annoyed for a moment, and kicked his big bare feet disrespectfully at the Sect Leader's head. He kicked: "What are you doing sitting, and you don't get up! If you haven't killed the gathered spiritual power before it's exhausted, don't think about it for the rest of your life!"

Who would have thought that Nangong Liu, that stern, mean-spirited waste, actually sat on the ground with snot and tears and cried, "I'm dying of pain... Life is better than death, really life is better than death... My face is covered with blood... ...the hands too...I can't take it anymore...Shuanglin, I can't take it anymore...you take my place..."

"I will replace you, I will replace you, I will replace everything for you!" Xu Shuanglin was furious, and kicked him in the face again, "Why don't you just give me the position of head and let me take over for you?" never mind!"

"Do you think I don't want to!" Nangong Liu was kicked and fell to the ground, howling lowly, "Do you think I don't want to! I'm tired of being treated long ago! The curse left by Luo Fenghua will kill me forever! He let me live here I can’t take off my honor forever! Come here! I wish someone could take my place! I just wish I couldn’t take off this ring!”

"Luo Fenghua?" Mo Ran whispered, "This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"...that was the head of the Confucian style sect before Nangong Liu." Chu Wanning listened to the conversation between the two of them, and his brows were extremely tight. "After only two years, he died of a serious illness."

Mo Ran froze for a moment: "The Confucianism School has been inherited by the Nangong family's heirs for generations. How can there be a head named Luo? Shouldn't the surname be Nangong?"

"Normally, the surname should be Nangong, but Luo Fenghua became the head of the Confucian Style Sect through usurping the throne and seizing power."

Hearing what Chu Wanning said, Mo Ran suddenly remembered that a book he had read earlier did mention this person when recording the history of Confucianism, but there was not much ink, and because of the history of Confucianism Huge and chaotic, there are too many grievances and grievances involved in it, and Mo Ran really has no interest in reading this family book, so he just flipped through it at random when reading, and didn't delve into it.

He opened his eyes slightly: "Has Confucianism been usurped?"

"Well. Because this matter is disgraceful, and it involves the current head, so few people will mention it now." Chu Wanning said, "The position of Nangong Liu is not easy to come by. When he was young, his father went crazy and died. Although he was appointed as the successor before his death, Nangong Liu still had a younger brother, who was arrogant and possessed superb magic skills. He refused to accept this decision, so he took the ring of the head teacher of Confucianism School on the night of his father's death, and replaced Nangong. Liu, become the leader of the faction."

"The person who usurped the throne should also be his younger brother, and his surname should also be Nangong. How could he be surnamed Luo?"

"Listen to me." Chu Wanning watched Nangong Liu tremblingly get up from the ground in the distance, put on the clothes that Elder Shuanglin gave him, and ran to the flame on the chest of the giant skeleton again, continuing Said, "Nangong Liu's younger brother was bloody and brutal. In just three months after he seized the throne, he killed two lords of the upper cultivation world. He said that it was because of the competition at the Lingshan Conference back then. He was given small shoes to wear, and he didn't judge the winner fairly... Later, he committed crimes even more. He arrested everyone who condemned him, dragged them to the square of Confucianism Gate, and gouged out their eyes one by one. I didn't see it with my own eyes. I have seen the catastrophe, but it is recorded in the book that the eyes he dug out were loaded into three carriages before they were all transported away."

Mo Ran's heart trembled, and he remained silent.

At this time, it is normal for him to swear a few words angrily, but what position does he have to swear?

In this life, Chu Wanning didn’t even know what Mo Ran had done in his previous life. Mo Ran once killed almost all the people in the 72 cities of Rufengmen because of his own personal grievances, and even hanged the lord of one of the cities with Ling Chiguo , tortured him for a whole year before letting the man die.

In fact, when he came to Confucianism this time, Mo Ran tried his best to avoid meeting the city lord. The hatred between him and that person was too deep.

He was afraid that if he saw him, he would do something crazy again.

To this day, it is still fierce.

What right does he have to call others bloody and brutal?

Over there, Nangong Liu approached the giant skeleton's core step by step, and raised his sword towards the burning flame again.He got closer and closer, and the saber in his hand was shining with a cold light.

Chu Wanning said: "As the man's master, Luo Fenghua could not tolerate his atrocities, so he mutinied with Nangong Liu. The two raised troops one night and successfully drove the man from the head of the Confucianism Sect But under the drive of power, Luo Fenghua held the head of the door and pulled his fingers, but he didn't hand it over to Nangong Liu..."

Mo Ran was startled: "Did he wear it himself?"

"That's right." Chu Wanning said, "The tokens of each sect's head are attached with a powerful spiritual power bonus. These tokens recognize the master, and the ring of the Confucianism School is the same. Whoever wears it is whoever wears it, unless the sect changes hands. , otherwise the only thing that can be broken is death."

"...Then Luo Fenghua died after only two years in power. Could it be that Nangong Liu killed him in order to regain the position of head?"

Chu Wanning shook his head: "The official history of Confucianism said that Luo Fenghua died of illness. After his death, Nangong Liu regained the head of the ring finger, but no one can say the truth. You see, Nangong Liu tried his best to attract this monster. Coming out to fight, yelling curses or something... things back then might not be that simple."

Mo Ran also felt that things would not be that simple, but he still had a question in his heart: "What about the younger brother? What happened to the younger brother of Nangong Liu after he was kicked out?"

"Dead." Chu Wanning said, "On the night of the mutiny, Luo Fenghua cleaned up the door and knew the life of his apprentice with his own hands. It is said that he was chopped into pieces by thousands of knives and chopped into meat."

Ink burning: "..."

He couldn't help but feel guilty for a while, thinking that if what he did in his previous life, let Chu Wanning in this life know, then will his master also clean up the door, and chop him into meat and smash his corpse into pieces? ?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a loud "bang". Nangong Liu's saber stabbed the man wrapped in the giant skeleton. The skeleton bared its teeth and let out an extremely painful roar. Stepping on the ground one deep hole after another, it waved its hand angrily, and overturned a large orange grove with one slap, and the golden fruits rolled to the ground and were crushed again.

Amidst the bloody and fruity smell, the giant skeleton suddenly stood still, and then suddenly knelt down on the ground, lava splashed, and its white bones instantly turned into dust and disappeared...

Nangong Liu pulled out his long sword, grabbed the man who fell inside the giant skeleton, and said ecstatically, "I did it! I'm free! The curse is broken—the curse is broken hahahaha!"

He flew down against the wind and landed on the ground. At this moment, a group of monks who came from the Hall of Poetry and Music also came to the shore of Ganquan Lake after seeing that something was wrong.

When Jiang Xi, the head of Gu Yueye, saw the rolling magma, a look of astonishment appeared on his handsome and lonely face: "Infernal Fire?" The defensive magic skills of each sect are different, and they usually use barriers, but Gu Yueye uses spiritual powder, which can also resist the scorching sun.

After Jiang Xi finished all this, she looked back angrily, and asked sharply, "Nangong Liu, what's going on?!"

Nangong Liu didn't answer, he held on tightly to the man who was dragged out of the giant skeleton. The flames wrapped around the man's body had disappeared, and what he lost was his strength and consciousness. He didn't open his eyes again, but It was no different from an ordinary dead body, lying powerlessly between Nangong Liu's fingers and claws.

Xue Zhengyi rushed over immediately when he saw Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, and shouted anxiously: "Raner, Yuheng, are you all right? Meng... Where is Menger?!"

Mo Ran hurriedly comforted him: "Xue Meng is fine, he is there—"

Xue Zhengyi looked at the place he pointed, and saw that Xue Meng was wrapped in a huge vine, only a pale face was exposed, his expression changed, and he stumbled and rushed towards Xue Meng .Mo Ran grabbed him and said: "Uncle, he is only temporarily sane, he will be fine in a while, he will be safer in the vines, don't go there, you stay with us."

Xue Zhengyong anxiously said: "What happened?! All the way to see a fierce ghost descending into the world, the head of Nangong..." He turned his head and saw Nangong Liu standing in the lava, and his arms. The voice of the lifeless corpse stopped immediately.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did that dead body look familiar?

It seems a long time ago, really too long ago... He seems to have seen this man's face...

The facial features of this person are too ordinary, it is easy to be submerged in the past years, and Xue Zhengyi can't remember it for a while.But he felt wrong, all of this was wrong.At this moment, he saw Nangong Liu suddenly raised his face, blood was splattered across his face, but the corners of his mouth were wide open.

Nangong Liu was laughing loudly, his eyes were shining with strange brilliance, completely different from his usual flattering and flattering appearance.

Among the crowd who rushed over were Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si.

Nangong Si murmured: "Father..."

Ye Wangxi saw Xu Shuanglin next to him, and said in astonishment, "Father?!"

Xu Shuanglin glanced at Ye Wangxi, shook his head, and signaled her not to come.In the raging lava, his clothes were slightly open, and his loose white jacket fluttered with the wind. There was a lazy smile on his face, and he lifted his chin slightly, looking at the bustling and noisy place in front of him, the Red Lotus Hell.

His bare feet stepped on the ground, and his round toes moved, sparking sparks, then he lowered his head, as if waiting for something, the fire reflected in his eyes, like a golden-red carp coming out of a dark night pool Swim through.

"ah--!"

Suddenly, a female cultivator in the crowd let out an exclamation.

Xu Shuanglin didn't look up, just smiled.Of course he knew what happened, he had heard the sound of chewing flesh.

Behind him, Nangong Liu hugged the man's shoulders. Under the moonlight, he tore open the man's neck, greedily sucking the plasma juice.

After that scream, no one made a sound, no one criticized, and everyone didn't understand what was going on in the scene in front of them for a while, everyone was shocked...

The number one Confucian school in the world, Nangong Liu, the head of the sect, actually gnawed on a corpse so embarrassingly and ferociously?

how can that be……

"Father!!!"

Nangong Si was the first to collapse, he ran towards Nangong Liu like crazy, Ye Wangxi couldn't hold him back, so he ran to Nangong Liu together.

"Father, what are you doing? What are you doing!"

"The head—"

Nangong Liu turned a deaf ear, still chewing and gnawing. The clothes he used to cover his face had long since fallen off, and his red and chapped flesh was constantly rolling under the moonlight, which made him more painful. The more painful he was, the more he chewed frantically. Looking at the flesh and blood of the corpse, it seemed that it was a sweet spring, a bitter medicine, and the relief he couldn't ask for.

Some monks couldn't take it anymore, there was a sound of vomiting from the crowd, and someone moaned weakly: "How could this be..."

"Mad... mad..."

"gross……"

The moonlight moved slowly and shone on Nangong Liu. Nangong Liu lowered his head in convulsions, with saliva and pus and blood continuously flowing out from the corner of his mouth, then he raised his head suddenly, opened his sticky bloody mouth, and shouted tremblingly: "Ah!! !!! Ahhh!!!"

The flesh and blood on his face did not heal from eating the man's body, it was still torn apart in the moonlight.

His face was covered with blood, only his eyes were still white. He threw the corpse on the ground, stepped on his feet, turned around and grabbed Xu Shuanglin's skirt, roaring like a beast, "What's going on? Why? It's useless...it's useless!"

His meridian roots were bulging, his hands were trembling constantly, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were large teardrops rolling down from the severe pain.

"It hurts...it hurts me to death...I wish I could die...I wish I could die!!" He drank in a low voice, almost desperate, suddenly he thought of something, let go of Xu Shuanglin again, and lowered his head to dig out the man's heart, " Spiritual core! It must be that the power is not enough...I want to eat his spiritual core! Spiritual core...spiritual core..."

He poked in from the sword wound on the man's chest, rubbed it nonstop, his hands were bloodstained, and he was almost insane.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a sharp claw suddenly pierced his back, piercing his ribs fiercely!

Blood rush!

Nangong Liu was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't realized what happened, and didn't feel any pain, so he just looked back in a daze.

He opened his bloodshot eyes and saw Xu Shuanglin raised his eyes, with a smile on his clean and fresh face.

"What do you eat? For a person like you, everything you eat is a waste."