The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

"!" Nangong said suddenly, "Aunt?"

"The contract of the devil dragon can only be strengthened by the blood sacrifice of the Nangong family." Rong Yan said, "Only you, or him. So of course it is him... He is already a pawn, walking dead... not to mention, Why does he live on? He is unfaithful to his husband, not strict with his father, and disrespectful as a king. He is not worthy of being a human being. Who knows why Nangong Xu's kindness relieved his curse of Ling Chiguo, and only made him a Fool?!"

Nangong Si froze in place in a daze, as if he had become a pawn too, stiff and unable to move.

"Si'er, as a mother, I can't help myself, and it's hard to do it. Now only you... only you can throw him into the dragon soul pool, and put his blood into the pool... His one... one cheap life can change everyone's safety, and he is also counted. ... Accumulate virtue 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?"

The Beetle...?

Immediately there were screams one after another in the hall, as well as orders from Xue Zhengyong, Jiang Xi and others.Rong Yan anxiously said: "As soon as possible, Longwei's blood contract has been broken, and there are still two last contracts. When they are completely untied, even throwing him in the blood pool will not help."

Nangong Si was woken up by her drinking.

"What's there to hesitate?!" Rong Yan said, "It's him who has committed crimes everywhere, causing the Confucianism to become what it is today, Si'er! Wake up! There is no other choice, you——!"

She suddenly lost her voice.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes turned up slightly, and her pupils shrank sharply. Xu Shuanglin finally seemed to be unable to bear it, and controlled her with the most ruthless spiritual power.

Rong Yan no longer had her own consciousness.

A dreamlike expression appeared on her face again, she slowly got up, walked towards the side of "Bliss", and returned to the inconspicuous place where she stayed at the beginning, her eyes were empty, and she murmured in a low voice: " Si'er...tell my mother, the whole world will be ruined without embarrassment, what is the previous sentence?"

Nangong Si was trembling.

He knelt on the ground and trembled. He was not controlled by anything, but he felt that there was no way out.

The world praises it without persuasion, and the world destroys it without dismay.

This is what his mother wanted him to do, it was so difficult.

It's really hard.

It doesn't matter whether he had to recite the obscure and difficult "Getaway Tour" when he was a child, or he had to hit hearts nine times out of ten arrows, it was too difficult, too difficult.

Now, she told him that she would use his father's blood to strengthen Jiaoshan's blood contract.

He listened to the wailing and screaming outside, and he knew how terrifying the beetle would be from the awakened dragon's tail, and he remembered Ye Wangxi, who was still fighting the snake tide alone in the dark, waiting for him to find out as soon as possible Ye Wangxi, who knew everything to go back.

"Si'er..." the mother murmured behind her.

He slowly drew out his long sword and walked towards Nangong Liu.

hatred.

How can you not hate?

He looked at the man—

How can you not hate him?

He dug out his mother's heart alive, cheated on the head of Jiangdongtang, and entrapd the owner of Bitan Village, Li Zhuang, and destroyed the Confucianism School. Isn't a lost dog just a lost dog, how can he not hate him! !

The saber was raised, and the snow light illuminated Nangong Liu's face.

On that face that was no longer young, there was a bit of serenity and calm that only a child could have.

Nangong Liu looked at Nangong Si, so Nangong Si's hands shook, he turned his head away, and said, "Get up."

"Who are you? Why do you want me to get up? I want to sit here and wait for His Majesty..."

"What Your Majesty!" Nangong Si yelled at him angrily, his heart was beating suddenly, and the blood in his veins was rushing and bursting, "That's your brother! What's the future of Nangong Liu?! That's your brother!!"

"Your brother is also your Majesty." Nangong Liu was startled, and shrank into a ball again, "Don't be so fierce, you... you... why are you crying?"

did i cry?

Nangong Si thought blankly.

I... did I cry?

The bitter tears rolled down and fell to the ground together with the sword.

Nangong Si suddenly knelt down on the ground, already wailing.

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 to reforge the blood contract between Jiaoshan and Wangli.

Why can't he hate?It was the person in front of him who caused him to be homeless and his family to be destroyed. Why wouldn't he hate him?

but……

But I really can't do it.

When the sword light illuminated this person's face, when he saw the wrinkles at the corners of this person's eyes, what he thought of was——

It turned out that when I was still very young, I stumbled and ran after Nao Baijin in Xiaoyue Grassland.

His legs were unsteady, and he finally ran and fell.

Rong Yan stood in front of him, and said to him who was crying, "Stand up yourself."

It hurts.

But it really hurt. He struggled and tried hard, but he couldn't stand up.

He stretched out his hand, begging his mother to give him a hug and give him a hand.

But Rong Yan didn't reach out, and never did.

In the end, another big warm hand picked him up from the ground and hugged him into his arms. When the sun shone down, he saw a face.

A young, gentle, gentleman-like face, always kind and kind.

"Oh, our Si'er needs help from time to time." The man stroked his soft hair, his eyes were very gentle, "If we all get up by ourselves, what do we need our parents to do?"

That was the beginning of Nangong Si's memory, the earliest and earliest impression of his father.

In this secluded hall full of living dead, the only living person staggered, stumbled, and got up by himself.

He got up, but soon fell to his knees 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 who grabbed him was actually Nangong Liu.

"..."

Nangong Liu took out an orange from the basket, handed it to him, thought for a while, peeled off another piece, and handed it directly to his lips.

"Don't cry, although I don't know what you are going to do. But oranges are sweet and very delicious. I picked them, you can taste them."

Nangong Si didn't want to eat it, but the piece of orange 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 Xi wiped away his tears, and 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 there was a scuffle.

The beetle that the dragon's tail turned into was so fierce that many monks had already died in battle, and blood flowed like rivers on the ground.Because the bugs are too small, Chu Wanning, Jiang Xi and other great masters can only protect the few people behind them. The scene is messy, like in a boiling soup, in a cauldron.

No one noticed Nangong Si coming in.

He walked into the hall.

A few hours ago, he lost his spiritual core, thinking that he would become a mortal from now on, and live a mediocre life.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that fate knew that his heart was high, and although it was not thicker than him, in the end, it was not weaker than him.

The only thing I owe...

His eyes fell on the cave leading to the Soul Summoning Platform.

Leaves forget the past.

Nangong Si suddenly smiled.

Fortunately, in the end, I didn't have time to tell her, thank her for never leaving, thank her for her determination.Fortunately, he didn't have time to tell her that he finally understood her kindness and her affection, and was willing to be with her forever from now on.

Otherwise, for no reason, to hurt other girls, then...

"thump."

So what?

He didn't finish thinking, if he thought about it again, he probably wouldn't have the courage anymore.He didn't finish thinking, so the boiling pool of blood swallowed him up. Before he finished thinking, he turned into bones and melted into ashes.

The last thing he had time to do before his death was to untie the quiver at his waist, throw the quiver that his mother embroidered for him one by one, and the howling wolf Nao Baijin inside to the edge of the pool.

Nangong Si felt that at the moment when he was melting into ashes, he seemed to be still conscious, but it didn't hurt. He seemed to hear the sound of the quiver safely falling on the ground, and Naubaijin's whining, as if he could still hear it. When Chu Wanning called his name, he rarely lost his composure.

He wants to answer.

He wants to say:

Master...

I recognize you.

How could I deny 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 arrogance. I was afraid that you would look down on my roots, so I kept pretending that I was too young at that time and had already 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, I recited the Happy Tour for A Niang, Ye Wangxi and Nao Baijin are fine.

By the way, I didn't expect to eat a slice of orange before dying.

That person... peeled it off...

It's the same taste as the oranges that were fed to me when I was a child.

so sweet...

Nangong Si's soul suddenly scattered, everything faded away, everything became a phantom of the past, the past and old dreams are all over.

Attributed to the blood contract.

Dazzling light suddenly shot out from the Dragon Soul Pond. Wherever the light touched, the dragon chanted and roared, destroying the dead and smashing all the dragon-tailed beetles, dragon-scaled snakes, and dragon tendons holding up the tide of corpses outside ferociously. Broken into ashes, left as powder.

When Ye Wangxi rushed out of the cave covered in blood, what he saw was the last moment of Nangong Si falling into the pool, the blood pool illuminated by the dragon light, and all the monks looking at the blood pool. The sobbing and helpless Nao Baijin, Chu Wanning who leaned over and hugged Nao Baijin...

Her sword fell to the ground with a clang.

"Sis!!!!"

The hoarse voice cracked the sky!

At this time, Ye Wangxi was covered with scars, she staggered forward a few steps, before she had time to reach the pool of blood, and before she even had time to shed tears, the severe injuries and crazy emotions finally broke her her.The snake venom spread on her body, her bones and blood were cold, and her whole body was cold.

"Si..."

She staggered and ran over step by step, her lips were blue and purple, twitching, choking, tears streaming down her cheeks.But she couldn't hold on anymore, and she fell heavily on the cold brick surface.

It was dark in front of her eyes, but she was still pawing the ground with her blood-stained fingers, trying to move forward.

Obviously knew it was too late.

Mingming 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 he persisted and climbed to the edge of the pool, that person would be able to return. It seemed that as long as he persisted for a while, Nangong Si would be able to return to her side.

He said so.

In front of the snake cave, he clearly promised——

He said, it's too dark here, I know you don't like it, you hold on for a while, I'll be back soon.

Tears rolled down.

She persisted, gritted her silver teeth and persisted, little by little, drowsily crawling, convulsing, crawling to the edge of the dragon soul pool that had died down.

I am coming.

What about you?

It's dark in front of you, it's cold around you, is there another ghost coming, is there another poisonous snake coming, can you turn around majestically with a piece of magic talisman as before?

Say something to me again: "Come with me, I will protect you."

"Nangong Si... Ah Si..." She choked with sobs, and finally wailed loudly, "Come back! A gentleman, you have to keep your promise, come back!"

But the crying didn't last long.The violent toxin and trauma finally engulfed her. Before she lost consciousness, the last thing she did was to reach out her hand and touch the wall of the Dragon Soul Pool, as if she could catch the person in the pool by the hem of his clothes and leave him behind. around.

Originally, everything was about to get better... Ah Si's spiritual core tyranny could be curbed in a way, and everyone didn't hate them so much anymore... Originally... it was almost over.

But the darkness came again, and this time, for her, there might never be dawn again.

"Si..."

Ye Wangxi murmured, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

The evil spirit of the magic dragon was finally suppressed, and Nangong Si sacrificed his flesh and blood to strengthen the bond that was about to be broken, and the dragon's blood pool that merged with Nangong Si's soul could not be destroyed by Xu Shuanglin.

It's all over.

Jiaoshan no longer has any plants or trees that can be used by Xu Shuanglin. Nangong Si is not as capable as Nangong Changying, but in the end it was him who cut off Xu Shuanglin's sharpest minions.

No one spoke, only the slight groans of those who were injured earlier could be heard.

The light of the dragon's blood pool gradually dissipated, Mo Ran walked to Chu Wanning's side, Chu Wanning lowered his head, 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 protruding out.

"Master..."

Chu Wanning didn't say anything, he 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 summoning platform, the water vapor condensed into frost.

He didn't say a word, with golden light flowing from the sky in his hand, he walked towards the dark corridor.

Mo Ran followed him, and the disciples at the peak of death and life followed in silence.

No one asked, and no one spoke.

What it means to take the lead, they all knew clearly in their hearts, but they all followed one by one, and no one flinched.Then came the Snow Palace, Lonely Moon Night...

Before Jiang Xi entered the tunnel, he ordered a few healing and guarding disciples, and said: "You stay here to take care of the wounded, especially Miss Ye. If these people who are not dead lose their lives again, go back to Feng Luling for a whole year Stones, take them all away."

"Yes, Master."

The door leading to the soul summoning platform has been opened, and they have lost all their troops along the way, and they have come to the last place in Tiangong, the ancestral hall of Rufengmen——

It's finally here, the place where the sacrifices summon souls.

Summoning station.