It took about half an hour for the blood demon beast to absorb the whole city's miasma. During this period, it was surrounded by a barrier of miasma, and no one could approach it.
Yue Chenqing lead half of the garrison to Zhanhun mountain, while Gu Mang lead the remaining half of the practitioners to guard the Fushui riverside.
By this time, the sky was almost bright, and the sky was white with the smoke of gunpowder. Gu Mang looked back at Murong Lian and Mo Xi, who were fighting with the Guoshi in the distance. He seemed to want to say something to them, and was just so attached to them.
What should be said had been said. The enmity has been resolved, and the misunderstanding has been eliminated.
Only for the rest of your life.
But there is no such perfection in life.
Finally, Gu Mang did not miss anything, perhaps because he had rehearsed such parting many times in his own plans.
Others only thought that he was going to arrest the blood demon beast. Only he knows what he was going to do.
He summoned a golden winged snow horse, tied up his heroic coat, and held the bright red silk with blue gold. He flew up and led his soldiers and rushed to the blood demon beast.
From the direction of Zhanhun mountain, there was a faint movement. If one looked carefully, they would see that the soldiers of Chonghua were constantly approaching the burial ground on the top of the mountain.
Yue Chenqing was completing the assignment according to what he said, which was also the countdown of Gu Mang's own life…
When the first ray of golden light tore through the darkness and flowed out from the depths of the night, the blood demon beast absorbed the last ray of spiritual energy of Chonghua city.
At the same time, the top of Zhanhun mountain roared, and seven towering images of the former monarchs collapsed. Among the trees and stones in the mountains, a brilliant golden red color broke out, and the bow of gods and demons broke through the earth!
Gu Mang knew that it was Yue Chenqing who had completed his mandate and successfully summoned the magic bow.
It was the final showdown.
He was aware of the bitterness of the decisive battle, and the blood demon beast naturally smelled the danger. It roared, swallowing the miasma that entered its throat, and breathed it in. It stopped at the same place for a while, and finally rose up, baring its teeth, and flew toward Zhanhun mountain.
At the top of Zhanhun Mountain, the arrow of ten thousand scholars was ready to be sent. Under the command of Yue Chenqing, it pointed to the weak spot of the blood demon beast.
But the blood demon beast flew too fast, he simply couldn't aim for the spot seven feet under its chest. Yue Chenqing's face slightly changed color. Seeing it fly closer and closer, he could not help but swallow, rolling his larynx. He could not make up his mind whether to shoot the arrow immediately.
At this time, Gu Mang drew out his knife. The sun shone brightly, and he ordered in a sharp voice, "Curse!"
At this time, controlling the golden winged snow horse, he leaped on the east flowing river and yelled at the millions of lions behind him. The voice was transmitted by a sound amplification technique and spread through the fire and smoke of battle.
"Bind it!"
"Yes!"
With his orders, the practitioners gave impressive response. Then, a golden spiritual chain burst out of each of their palms. Those thin chains gathered into a rainbow-like spatial net, flying from behind the blood demon beast, and tightly bound its strong limbs and neck.
The blood demon beast was angered, and issued a muddy roar. It bared its teeth, angry and uncontrollable in its struggle, under the movement of tens of millions of golden chains.
"Bind it again!"
Once again, there were countless diffused golden lights sent toward the blood demon beast.
Gu Mang was stationed in the clouds, and the rising sun began to rise in the east. Breaking out of the dark abyss, the sky began to splash rays more scarlet than the blood on the ground. Gu Mang's handsome profile was shrouded by the early sun, which made a brilliant light.
He raised his hand to form a seal and closed his eyes when the cultivators were bound by the enchantment for the second time. In a moment, he closed his eyes and saw Yue Chenqing on Zhanhun Mountain, the ruined capital, the crying children, the helpless old men, and the never-retreating practitioners.
In the five years he worked for Liaoguo, he had to hurt these people. At this time, he went to see through the eyes of the blood demon beast.
He saw the despair that had made him sleepless, the hatred that made him feel guilty. But this time, he didn't have to hurt them again.
He was able to protect them at last.
Protect life, the good, the young, and the new in this world - he was scarred and bloodstained, and he was willing to become mud, as long as they could blossom into beautiful flowers from his blood.
"Come on," Gu Mang said silently in his heart.
He seemed to see another soul standing in front of his own, the soul belonging to the blood demon beast Jingchen. It looked tall and big.
He didn't feel the slightest fear but invincibility.
He went to it.
"Come on, you are me, and I am you."
He opened his arms to the blood demon beast in this vision, just like Shen Tang had done in his memory.
"It's all over."
The blood demon beast was distressed by Gu Mang's thoughts. It was bound firmly and roared, but it couldn't break free for a moment.
On Zhanhun Mountain, Yue Chenqing saw his only chance.
Naturally, he did not know how the death of blood demon beast would hurt Gu Mang. He immediately raised his hand, and according to Gu Mang's previous orders to him, he said, "Shoot the arrow!"
With a whoosh, the spiritual arrow flew.
When the arrow of all souls hit the key point of the blood demon beast, it was just when the sun broke through the clouds completely. The dazzling golden light shone on the earth from the dark mountains, and the world was brilliant.
The morning should always be quiet and pure. Even the roar of the beast's pain was diluted in the solemn rising dawn, not as terrible as in the long night.
The people on the top of Zhanhun mountain watched, the people at the Fushui River watch, and the people in Chonghua City all watched.
As if it was wrapped in sticky paint, the beast moved slowly. It raised its head in the grand light. The arrow was deep in a spot seven feet below the chest, and blood flowed along its fur.
It raised its head and roared abruptly. Its four claws broke free from the chains of all cultivators on the shore.
"Not good!"
"No use! It's going to be wild!!"
Gu Mang did not say a word. He sat on the horse's back and stayed at the end of the river. He opened his eyes and looked at the world shaking beast becoming more and more brilliant in the light.
It growled angrily and stood up——
Gu Mang looked at it quietly. He could feel the sharp pain, just like when he was ordered to go into the fire, and the spiritual power was dug out and demonic power was injected into him, when he was on the verge of death.
But this time, perhaps because he knew that his pain came from the blood demon beast, he didn't feel any sadness. He felt relieved. Relieved and calm
It was just that there was still reluctance and guilt.
He had chosen a thorny road since a long time ago, and did not want to turn back. This was one of the reasons why he did not dare to promise an end to any future easily. He always felt that it was too unfair for Mo Xi. No one should be with someone who was ready to sacrifice himself at any time.
In Gu Mang's heart, the flowers in the world were as important as his shidi.
It's just that in the end, it still… wasn't both.
Gu Mang turned his face to see Murong Lian and Mo Xi, who were fighting against the Guoshi in the distance. He carefully recalled what he said in his last conversation with Mo Xi, but he couldn't think of it very well.
He seemed to have intended to end with a most gentle sentence. But when he saw the face of Mo Xi, he couldn't help saying one more thing and also said something trivial.
In fact, who would really want to be a hero or a spy? Everyone hoped to have a place to live, three or five friends, and a lover. People laughed at the romance in novels, and worried about whether it would rain tomorrow and they wouldn't be able dry their clothes. What worried them was that the price of vegetables in Dongshi has risen again, and the newly-bought rice and noodles were not as good as the first.
But when it came down to it, someone had to leave.
No one wanted to leave, but someone had to do something - because he had tasted the pain that he didn't ask for, and understood the pain of love and parting, he was gentle and did not want anyone else to experience it again.
It's just that once before, his heart was moved. He missed a step and lost the love of his life.
"Mo Xi." Gu Mang silently spoke to Mo Xi in the distance.
His soft lips seemed to want to say something more, but he didn't know what to say. He had known Mo Xi for so many years. After so many things and so many words spoken, they understood many things in their hearts. So finally, Gu Mang only recited Mo Xi's Mo Xi several times, until he heard the cultivators around him shouting with joy. "Look!"
"Look!! The blood demon beast, it can't work!!"
Gu mang turned his head and he laughed.
I'll take you home and ferry you ashore, not because of how good the land is, but because I have always believed that the good will always replace the bad. The new will replace the old, and just as the night will pass, the dawn will come sooner or later. There are always so many seeds of hopes in this world.
I hope they can all bloom. Even if it's just small… Trivial.
The blood demon struggled, and finally fell down - its life was passing away, turning into a little bit of light, flying towards the morning sky.
The crowd died, and then cheering broke out first from Zhanhun mountain, where more young people were. Gu Mang wanted to laugh. He knew that youths were more full of tension and hope. They could find happiness in their hearts earlier than they could find victory.
He was also young. Once, he rode with Lu Zhanxing, Mo Xi, and his brothers on the Lili grasslands.
At that time, the breeze, like a lifetime of dust, blew into his face.
Later, he left his brothers on Fengming mountain. He watched Lu Zhanxing's head fall to the ground with his own eyes, and he put a dagger into Mo Xi's heart. Since he first killed an innocent man, he had been old and dead.
In fact, he had been struggling and was very tired. He was broken to dust, and it was faith that forced him to glue himself together.
This time, the dead man finally fulfilled his unfinished promise from the 39th
campaign——
"I'll take you home."
Gu Mang murmured these words in the roar of joy from the mountain and the sea. He laughed as he did when he was young. He watched the blood demon beast fall down and turn into dust and light. He watched the people in the mountains, the suburbs, and the city shouting and celebrating. From those people, he saw Lu Zhanxing, Mo Xi he was young, himself when he was young, and all the people who died on Fengming mountain. Those obscure names that no one remembered and he never dared to forget.
A hundred thousand mountains and rivers and the blood of a hundred thousand.
Today, I will… Take you home.
I finally… can go back to you.
Gu Mang closed his eyes and fell from the back of the golden winged snow horse. The blue and gold silk ribbon was flying in his hair. He slowly relaxed and fell into the rolling river in the endless cheers.
Splendid.
It seemed that he has never been defeated in his whole life.
All the suffering was gone…
With a plop, the turbulent river instantly engulfed him. He sank with the sound of the water in his ear. He opened his blue eyes in the water and finally took a look at the fading sky.
Just like the stars they saw outside the wall when they were young, under the starry night sky, Lu Zhanxing was laughing, his brothers were drinking wine, and the fresh wind was filled with the mellow fragrance of pear blossom white. And Mo Xi sat quietly by the campfire, listening to him saying that the mountains and rivers were picturesque, watching the young and frivolous him.
That was the best day of his life.
"Gu Mang...!!"
At a time when everyone was ecstatic about the destruction of the blood demon beast, when no one noticed Gu Mang's condition, a voice burst out to call him.
Swimming in the water, the monks first turned to Mo Xi, and then suddenly found that when they were happiest, Gu Mang was no longer there.
The people then said, "Gu Shuai!"
"What's going on?"
"What's wrong with Gu Shuai?"
"Help him! Go down and save him!!"
In the chaos, the Guoshi took advantage of this opportunity to suddenly play the qin and hurt Mo Xi, who was in great disorder. He was about to make a killing blow again, but he was blocked by Murong Lian. Murong Lian knew that it was not the best plan to fight with the Guoshi again at the moment. He was about to go with Mo Xi to rescue Gu Mang on the river, but he heard the teacher's sneer
——
"You? Can you save him?"
Murong Lian's face turned white. "What do you mean?"
However, Mo Xi did not say a word. He was shaking all over. He ignored it and could not hear any sound again. His eyes turned red and went to Gu Mang who was disappearing in the torrent. Murong Lian couldn't stop him, but the Guoshi didn't stop him, so he went straight to the Fushui riverbank.
Murong Lian turned to the Guoshi and said, "What exactly do you mean?"
"Ah, Gu Mang used the same technique as Shen Tang at the beginning. He defeated and sealed the blood demon beast," he said in a low voice. The pupils behind the mask were full of dim light. "Shen Tang killed the blood demon beast, and he died. Gu Mang is the same today. "
Murong Lian was furious. "You fart!"
The Guoshi sneered. "If you don't believe it, you can go with the Xihe Jun to look for him - by the way."
He suddenly drew back with his qin and stood on a steep stone. He said coldly, "Shen Tang's action that year made my siege on the city fail. After a hundred years, I would not let it happen again. So I refined a new spell when I quenched the blood demon beast this time... "
Murong Lian paused a moment, then suddenly responded, "What did you say?" The blood faded from his face.
"When you attacked the city?"
"Yes," the Guoshi said with a light smile.
Murong Lian's face was like paper. "So, you… You are..."
The Guoshi took off the mask quite casually, showing a handsome, profound, but evil face. Murong Lian felt as if he had been killed by thunder and suddenly stepped back a few steps.
"You -- you are --"
The Guoshi his head and grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"Now that I've reached this stage, I'm too lazy to hide anything more - it's good to see that Hua Poan of Liaoguo," he said with a smile, "is just below."
"!!!"
Murong Lian's throat was dry and could not say anything for a while. At this time, suddenly heard the practitioners exclaim, "What's the matter?"
"What's this?"
He looked back, and saw that where the blood dust disappeared, suddenly, there was a pool of blood rising from the foam. The blood pool seemed to be alive, and it continued to expand at a slow speed.
Hua Poan also took a casual look at the blood pool, tilted his head and said with a smile, "How about it, I learned from the story of Shen Tang's sacrifice for the country, and added a new magic to the blood demon beast. Once it is killed, its fresh blood will turn into an expanding blood pool. Unless I give an order, it will continue to expand, swallowing all the mountains and rivers, the dead and the living into the pool ... If you don't surrender, I don't mind Chonghua becoming a sea of blood."
He licked his lips, and his voice was soft. He said, "Anyway, after a hundred years, everything has changed. I have nothing to miss in Chonghua."
He spoke, throwing his mask down at will.
"Save your life and go back and talk to the people of Chonghua. It will take only ten days for the blood pool to engulf Chonghua city. I will give you ten days to fall or die. You can choose for yourself."
After that, with a flick of his sleeve, his used his qinggong skill and swept the ground and floated like a paper kite. He was lost in the depth of the flames and smoke of the Liaoguo garrison.