With this shout, the murderous blade with golden light was summoned, and its murderous aura filled the sky!
Everyone's expression changed, and the high-level disciples of the Heavenly Music Parlor also took a step back in fear. However, they braced themselves and shouted, "Don't retreat, don't make a mistake!"
"How can such a disaster be left alive! We must eliminate the source of the trouble! "
Both sides were like arrows on the bowstring, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Do it!"
The voice was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, and in an instant, there was an uproar! Spells and sharp blades slashed toward the center of the execution ground from all directions, and Chu Wanning held Huai Sha in his hand, blocking the attacks with golden light. With his own strength, he faced the cultivators who were rushing toward him like a tide. The sword aura and the blood in his eyes reflected each other, making his face look like an Asura.
He protected Mo Ran with a sword, with his flesh, with his life, and with his innocence from now on.
No one listened to his explanation, and no one was willing to give two trapped beasts a way out. There was no hope, no redemption, no trust, no light.
In the end, they only had each other left.
"Mo Ran, bear with it, and I'll take you away."
Suddenly, a spell hit Chu Wanning's arm, and in an instant, blood gushed out, and the wound was so deep that the bone could be seen. However, Chu Wanning only bit her lower lip before she suddenly swung her sword — —
"Get out of the way!" The cultivators on the execution ground exclaimed. "Get out of the way!"
Huai Sha had an earth-shattering momentum, and the sword made a loud bang. Sand and stones were everywhere, and the sword aura crisscrossed, cutting several bottomless trenches on the ground.
Mu Yanli's voice was sharp. "Chu Wanning! Do you still have the Heavenly Dao in your eyes? "
"…"
Seeing that he ignored her, Mu Yanli became angrier and shouted, "Do you want to openly go against the God's heir and go against the will of Heaven?!"
Someone in the audience also shouted, "North Star Celestial Venerable, stop. Do you want to be a criminal in the Cultivation World? "
Under Huai Sha's explosive baleful aura, no one could immediately take half a step forward.
Chu Wanning finally turned half of his face and glanced at the cultivators of the Heavenly Music Parlor, then said, "… I already am."
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and carried the dying Mo Ran on his shoulder. He put the badly mutilated man on his shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, it's all over. Let's go, let's go home … I'll take you home. "
However, when he looked ahead, what lay before him was a bloody path filled with corpses. He had killed the cultivators of the Heavenly Music Parlor. Behind the severed bodies, more red-eyed men of sacrifice were creeping up.
Where is home?
They had nowhere else to go. Hell was the only place they could go.
In the end, he didn't know how many people he had killed before he was finally able to escape. When he brought Mo Ran out of the nine heavens on his sword, his entire body was trembling slightly. He had never taken so many innocent lives before. At this moment, his body was stained with Mo Ran's blood, his own blood, and the blood of the men of sacrifice of the Heavenly Music Pavilion.
It was dirty.
It was dirty to the bone. It couldn't be washed away.
Clouds gathered and dispersed before his eyes. Heaven and earth were at a loss.
Where should he go?
Jiao Mountain was definitely out of the question. Dragon Blood Mountain was no longer safe … The Peak of Life and Death … How could he have the face to drag down the Peak of Life and Death?
"Master …"
Hearing this hoarse groan, Chu Wanning suddenly turned around. What he saw was Mo Ran's pale face. "You … send me back."
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
However, Mo Ran only shook his head. "You've already come to find me. You didn't abandon me." He forced himself to squeeze out a smile, even though the light in his eyes was already somewhat unfocused. "That's enough … I have a home … that's enough …"
"Send me back, send me back … You still have a way out …" His voice grew softer and softer, and his eyelashes gradually drooped. However, he still grabbed Chu Wanning's sleeve and kept muttering, "You still have a way out …"
"No." Chu Wanning's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He clasped Mo Ran's ice-cold hand and pulled him into his embrace. "I don't have a way out. I won't go anywhere."
"… …"
"I'll stay with you."
If it was before, Mo Ran would definitely be overjoyed to hear Chu Wanning say these words to him. However, when he heard these words right now, he was actually at a loss and didn't know what to do. He raised his hand, but even with all his strength, he only managed to raise it slightly.
Large puddles of blood had already dyed his clothes red. Mo Ran finally lost consciousness and fell into Chu Wanning's embrace.
Chu Wanning hugged the body that was getting weaker and weaker. He couldn't endure it any longer. He wasn't sure if they had shaken off their pursuers, and he didn't know how long it would take for them to catch up. He brought Mo Ran to a nearby hill. His hands were trembling so much that he had to try several times before he carelessly pulled open Mo Ran's clothes.
— — There was a bloody hole in his heart.
His mind exploded with a buzzing sound. He didn't even dare to look at Mo Ran's face at this moment.
He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Mo Ran had guarded his body for two years.
During those two years, how would he feel?
"Don't go, Mo Ran …" Chu Wanning's hands overlapped in front of Mo Ran's wound, continuously transferring spirit energy to him. The blood-soaked Chu Wanning guarded Mo Ran who was also covered in blood, like a wild beast that had been skinned alive by a hunter but hadn't died yet.
In the afterglow of the end of the world, blood melted into blood, and flesh wrapped around flesh.
"You can't go, it's not your fault … … it was never your fault … …"
Mo Ran, Mo Ran. Ink was darkness, burning was light. He had been searching for light all his life, but he couldn't escape from the darkness of the night. Chu Wanning finally mustered up the courage to look at Mo Ran's face. With just one look, he almost collapsed.
That face no longer had any trace of a living person. It was frighteningly white and covered in blood. There were even old mottled scars on his brow bone — — those were the marks of being hit by rocks.
He couldn't hold it in anymore. He fell in front of Mo Ran and cried out loud. His heart was in pain.
Was this the youth who had once pestered him under the Tower of Babel, saying "Immortal Monarch, Immortal Monarch, please pay attention to me"?
Why … … is there blood everywhere … … why … … is he no longer angry, and there are no traces of laughter on his face.
I can't recognize him … … I can't recognize him.
So what did Mo Weiyu do wrong? His whole life, he had to suffer such pain and torment.
Maybe it was because he had no relatives and no one to rely on, so even fate had to humiliate him. In the crevice of life, he tried so hard to put on a smile, but in the end, it was still seen as a disgusting face by the world.
Who knew that the decay of the steps was also in the fourth month of Zeng Fangfei.
"… … Chu Wanning."
All of a sudden, a familiar voice rang out coldly from a place not too far away.
"In order to save him, you didn't hesitate to ruin your good name?"
Chu Wanning froze and suddenly looked up. He saw a tall figure against the sun, slowly walking towards him.
The Emperor Ta stood in the forest, narrowing his eyes and looking at them carefully.
"I thought that the most important thing to you in this world was your innocence," he said slowly. "I didn't expect that you would dirty yourself for him in the end."
He walked closer step by step. The black embroidery of the dragon shone under the sun, and the Red Pheasant with the black and gold ripples finally stopped in front of them.
Almost instinctively, Chu Wanning suddenly stood up. The golden light in his palm suddenly appeared, and Heaven's Inquisition was summoned. He stood between Mo Ran's previous life and this life.
The Monarch of Celestial Treading's eyes moved. He first glanced at the willow vines that were glowing with golden light. Then, he calmly looked back at Chu Wanning.
At this moment, this man looked like he was fished out of blood. There was not a single piece of clothing on his body that was clean. His pair of phoenix eyes were wet, and he was looking at him with a complicated expression.
The Emperor Ta sneered, "Is he that important to you?"
"… …"
Seeing that Chu Wanning didn't answer, the Emperor Ta said coldly, "Get out of the way."
Chu Wanning didn't move. At this moment, his mind was in a mess, but he still knew that the "Mo Ran" in front of him was just a weapon, a body with flesh and blood.
The cold smile on the body's mouth became more and more cruel, "Why, do you think that I can't do anything to you if you just stand there like this?"
"… … I want to take him away."
"Where are you going?"
Just this one sentence was like a sharp knife into the shell of a clam.
The Emperor Ta's eyes flashed with ridicule, "Chu Wanning, ask yourself, in this vast world, except for me who is willing to take you in, where else can you go? … … Take him away? Don't be ridiculous. "
He stepped forward and moved as fast as lightning. Suddenly, he pinched Chu Wanning's chin and approached her.
"The last bit of spiritual nucleus in his body that hasn't been completely removed is mine. You are mine too. You better know your place. "
Suddenly, a golden light burst out. The Emperor Ta retracted his hand in time, but he still felt a burning pain on his cheek. With a casual swipe of his hand, a hideous wound appeared on the side of his ear where Heaven's Inquisition had struck him. Black blood flowed down his face.
"… …" The Emperor Ta was silent for a long time, and then he raised his eyelids. The expression on his face was hard to tell whether it was anger or joy. His nose was wrinkled, and his emotions and face were almost twisted, "Good, very good."
He laughed out loud and waved his sleeve. His black robe fluttered like the clouds.
"I didn't expect that after so long, I can still fight with Tianwen again." He raised his slender fingers and touched his cheek, wiping away the blood. The Emperor Ta stared at Chu Wanning's face with dark eyes, "I miss it very much."
Mo Ran's life behind him was hanging by a thread. The longer he delayed, the more likely he would be unable to save the situation. Even if Chu Wanning's mind was in a mess, he knew that he couldn't talk to the Emperor Ta too much.
"Tianwen – Ten Thousand Coffin!"
The Emperor Ta cursed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, thousands of cracks appeared on the ground. Countless thick willow vines rushed out from the depths of the ground and stabbed towards him. Meanwhile, some thin and soft vines wrapped around the unconscious Grandmaster Mo, protecting him in the depths of the willow branches.
The Emperor Ta looked at Chu Wanning who was standing in the middle of the array. He was so angry that he almost laughed, "Why do you treat me so differently?"
"Tianwen, wind."
"… …"
His question only got more violent attacks. The blade-like wind swept across the sky. It would be a lie to say that there was no resentment.
The Emperor Ta stared at the disheveled man on the ground. Suddenly, he felt a long-lost sadness in his heart. It was in this moment of distraction that the wind blade cut into his abdomen. He felt a sudden pain and looked down to see black blood flowing out of the hideous wound.
He hurt him again … …
Whether it was in the last life or this life, Chu Wanning had never put him in his eyes.
The Emperor Ta's throat suddenly became dry. The smile that he pretended to be calm suddenly tightened. He raised his hand and shouted, "Summon No Return!"
What happened in the green field and the red bridge, the Emperor did not return for a year … … But what if the Emperor returned? The Emperor returned. Didn't he still have to face him with his sword? Didn't he want his blood and his life for stupid reasons?!
Suddenly, he was full of hatred.
The Sword of No Return and Tianwen collided. The two Divine Weapons roared like dragons and tigers.
Two lives.
Two lives had passed since the last life and death battle between these two weapons. The engravings on the hilt of the Sword of No Return had long been worn out, just like the past between the Emperor Ta and the Northern Dipper Immortal.
The golden brilliance and the dark green light tore at each other. It was as if they hated each other to the bone. In this flickering light, the Emperor Ta stared at the face in front of him.
It was mottled with blood and had a complicated expression.
It was alive.
The violence in his heart was so intense that it was burning painfully.
He clenched his teeth and suddenly asked unwillingly, "Why do you want to fight with me again for him even though it's clearly me?"
"… …"
Chu Wanning didn't know what to say. Facing a body, no matter what he said, it was useless.
But he didn't know if it was because the light was too dazzling and made people hallucinate. For a moment, he felt that the Emperor Ta's eyes were so painful and lonely.
It was as if his eyes were wet.
"You will feel bad if he is hurt like this. What about me? " The Celestial Treading Monarch said with a hoarse voice. He tried his best to be ruthless, but his unwillingness was too strong. He wanted nothing more than to burn this unwillingness into ashes. However, when the fire burned, the flames made his eyes turn red.
"Chu Wanning. Do you know how I felt when I saw you in the Red Lotus Pavilion after I came back to life and saw that not even your bones were left? "
Chu Wanning was stunned. And the Emperor Ta, who finally couldn't help but say this sentence, closed his eyes, and the muscles on his face were tight. Resentment, humiliation, pain, and madness made him almost crazy. He suddenly poured all his spiritual power into No Return.
Then, a loud bang was heard!
The mountains collapsed, and the earth shook. The surrounding plants were crushed into powder by the fierce spiritual current in an instant. The willow vines couldn't withstand the fury of No Return and disintegrated into ashes.
"Almost ten years!"
Among the scattered ashes, only the eyes of the Celestial Monarch of Treading Immortals were clear. His eyes were scarlet.
"Ten years, Chu Wanning. He was reborn in the past, leaving me to be awakened at the peak of life and death, in the Hall of Mount Wu. In these ten years, I know about your happiness in the letters, I know about his great achievements. What about me? What about me?! "
The blade suddenly fell, sand and stones flew, and the ground cracked into a bottomless pit.
"I was only one person from the beginning to the end! When he started over again, I didn't even have a trace of his ashes! "
The modao slashed, Chu Wanning withdrew Heaven's Inquisition and faced it with Huai Sha.
But it was this killing blade that made the Emperor Ta more and more violent. At this moment, he was like a ghost returning from hell, full of resentment.
Chu Wanning couldn't help but feel apprehensive at the look in his eyes.
… … How could a corpse have such strong emotions?
"Why do you treat me like this?"
The flames burned the trees, and the falling leaves were still stained with the fire. The edges were black, and the sparks were bright. The Emperor Ta was dressed in black. He suddenly withdrew his strength and swept back, standing in the bleak leaves and withered plants.
Chu Wanning didn't know why he suddenly retreated, but he saw him close his eyes. The two thick and dark eyelashes pressed on his pale face. The Emperor Ta murmured,
"Why do you treat me like this?"
When his voice fell, the ground faintly rumbled.
Chu Wanning's face suddenly changed, and he immediately turned his head.
"Mo Ran!"
Just as he was about to turn around and stand in front of the unconscious Mo Ran, he heard five bone-chilling words.
The Emperor Ta said, "Hell. Ten Thousand Coffins. "
It was earth-shattering!
Chu Wanning's blood turned cold. Willow vines … … Willow vines … … The Emperor Ta and Mo Weiyu were the same person. Mo Weiyu could summon No Return, the Emperor Ta could also summon No Return. Hell!
Thick vines rose from the ground, breaking out of the ground and wrapping around Chu Wanning's limbs. Another part of the willow vines cut open the already damaged Heaven's Inquisition and wrapped around Mo Ran, who was protected by Heaven's Inquisition.
Seeing this, Chu Wanning's heart burned with anxiety. "Stop!"
No one paid attention to him. The Emperor Ta flew in front of Mo Ran and coldly looked at the vines, at the face that was exactly the same as his.
His gaze shifted downwards and landed on his chest, which was already badly mutilated.
Chu Wanning shouted, "Heaven's Inquisition –!"
But Heaven's Inquisition and Hell's Inquisition were of the same level of Divine Martial Arts. The Emperor Ta didn't even raise his head, he just stretched out his hand and pointed in the air. The newly emerging golden willow vines and the red Hell's Inquisition were entangled.
Chu Wanning's lips were pale, and the veins in his hands were bulging. He tried his best to break free from Hell's Inquisition with his own flesh and blood.
"… …" The Emperor Ta finally turned his eyes and looked at him with a complicated expression. His thin lips opened and closed, and he sighed softly, "Chu Wanning. You really feel sorry for him. "
After that, he suddenly raised his hand and pierced Mo Ran's chest!
As long as he had the last fragment of his spiritual nucleus, he would be able to return to normal. He was the real Emperor Ta, the real Mo Weiyu, the one who endured ten years of loneliness and deserved to get what he wanted.
He deserved to be alive.
"Bang –!"
However, right at that moment, a golden light flashed past and directly pierced through the Celestial Treading Monarch's palm.
Black blood dripped down.
The Emperor Ta stared at his palm that was pierced by the Heaven's Inquisition, his face expressionless.
Pain?
Disappointment?
Anger?
He had experienced it too many times in his life, so he was probably used to it.
The last thing he did was to slowly turn his head and look at the man who was tightly bound by Hell's Inquisition. He was still panting, and his eyes were filled with stubbornness.
The Celestial Treading Monarch allowed his palm to bleed as he stared at him with a profound and indifferent gaze. Then, he suddenly smiled.
"Chu Wanning."
"… …"
"Why don't you just dig out my heart?"
Chu Wanning was trembling. Hell's Inquisition seemed to have grown thousands of tiny thorns, piercing every inch of his muscles and bones. He frowned, and under his eyelashes, his eyes were filled with pain.
The Emperor Ta looked at him, and channeled his spiritual power into his palm to cut off the willow vine.
At this moment, he was suddenly not in a hurry to dig out Mo Ran's heart. He walked step by step towards Chu Wanning.
As he walked closer, he used his bleeding hand to touch Chu Wanning's pale face.
"I'm asking you." He seemed to be playing it down, but also seemed to hate him to the core. "If you're so cruel, why don't you just dig out my heart?"
"… …"
"What am I in your eyes … …"
The Emperor Ta sighed softly and closed his eyes.
Chu Wanning would not answer him. The Emperor Ta was about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the willow vine wrapped around Chu Wanning was emitting a dazzling red light. He suddenly froze, as if he thought of something, and murmured, "Interrogation?"
Since Hell's Inquisition was the same as Heaven's Inquisition, then Hell's Inquisition should be the same as Hell's Inquisition.
The Emperor Ta's dark purple eyes suddenly lit up. He really wanted to use Hell's Inquisition to verify the truth from Chu Wanning's mouth. His lips moved, but he probably didn't know what to say, so he pursed his lips again. After a while, he tried to say, "Cough … … if … …"
"I'm saying 'if'."
The question seemed to be too embarrassing, but this was a heaven-sent opportunity. If he didn't ask, he might regret it for the rest of his life.
He hesitated for a long time, and then with a cold face, he slowly finished his sentence without looking at Chu Wanning's eyes, "If, in the previous life … … I left early, before you."
The light of Hell's Inquisition was getting brighter and brighter, forcing the wrapped person to be ready to tell the truth at any time.
The Emperor Ta raised his eyes.
"You … … will you remember me too?"
This man was too eager to know the answer, so Chu Wanning felt like thousands of steel needles were stabbing into his body, and every needle was trying to force the truth out of his heart. He trembled, his muscles and bones were cold, and his face was pale.
The Emperor Ta stared at him without blinking, his thin lips slightly opened, and he was thinking deeply.
"Will you?"
"I … …" The pain was so deep that it seemed to tear his internal organs apart. Chu Wanning, who was cornered, raised his eyes and looked at the Emperor Ta dizzily.
In the moist water vapor, that handsome face was so familiar. It was filled with longing, and even a hint of affection.
It was like that moonlit night a long time ago, above the tide on Flying Flower Island, when Mo Ran and he were riding on the flying sword, he held his hand and said, "I like you, what about you?"
His eyes were suddenly wet.
Chu Wanning was almost in a daze, and he whispered hoarsely, "… … the same … …"
Maybe it was because his voice was too soft, or maybe it was because of other reasons. The Celestial Treading Monarch leaned even closer, almost touching Chu Wanning's face, which was already drenched in sweat and pale.
"What's the same?"
"The same … …" His eyelashes drooped, and when they overlapped, it was warm and fuzzy. "I won't … … let you leave before me … …"
"… …"
"I'm sorry." His voice was hoarse and out of tune, like a broken xun. "I didn't protect you well."
The Celestial Treading Monarch was stunned.
His face, which was already pale, became even more desolate in an instant.
His eardrums rumbled like thunder, and he couldn't help but think of that person who fell into his arms by the Heavenly Lake in Tianshan Mountain, gently poking his forehead with her bloodstained hand.
That person said, "I'm the one who hurt you, and I won't blame you in life or death."
His heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if something inside had cracked open.
"… … Wanning … …" He stood there stiffly, like a wooden statue.
He reached out his hand again, but this time, he didn't frown. He didn't even know why, but he just reached out his hand, wanting to touch the face that was so similar to the one in his previous life.
A cold, blood-stained face.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced his eardrums.
The Emperor Ta's fingers that were about to touch his face froze.
For a corpse, the eyes that carried too many emotions suddenly became empty and lost. The Emperor Ta's arms hung down. After the whistle, he seemed to have lost his self-awareness, slowly stepped back, and then waved his hand to remove all the weapons.
Whether it was not going back in the previous life, or seeing ghosts in this life, it all disappeared.
Chu Wanning fell into the mud and dust. When she looked up, she saw a man dressed in white standing in the distance. The man wore a mask. He held a jade flute in one hand and a staff in the other.
The man stood at the end of the forest, among the falling bamboo leaves. His figure was like a lotus flower, standing quietly, leading the Emperor Ta in his direction.
"You are … …"
"Take Grandmaster Mo away." The man sighed softly, his voice was obviously distorted by the Voice Changing Spell. "I can't hold on for long, he will regain his consciousness soon."
"… …"
"Let's go," the man said, "Tianyin Pavilion and Hua Bi'nan will catch up soon. If we are caught by them, nothing can change. "
Chu Wanning gritted his teeth, got up, and helped Mo Ran up. He activated the Rising Dragon Talisman and called the Azure Dragon to carry them away.
Before the dragon leaped, he turned to look at the man standing in the depths of the bamboo forest, but found that the man had to touch the ground with the cane to move forward.
He vaguely connected some past events in his mind, but he could not figure out why.
"… … Thank you."
The man just shook his head, and urged, "Let's go."
The paper dragon knew Chu Wanning's heart, so it spoke at this time, "Little brother, you are kind. My master wants to ask for your name. If fate allows it, you can come and thank him."
"… …" The man was silent for a while, and then said softly, "Me?"
The trees rustled, and his voice sounded hollow in the midst of all the noise.
"I am just a person who is finally free."
The paper dragon wanted to ask more, but Chu Wanning knew that this person would not reveal his identity. He bowed to the man, patted the dragon, and said, "Let's go."
Since he had spoken, the paper dragon also knew the severity of the situation, so it didn't say anything more. Suddenly, it soared into the sky and soared into the sky, disappearing into the white clouds without a trace.
The wind blew, and the man in white stood quietly in the same place for a while. He raised his head, and when the wind died down and the surroundings returned to silence, he looked at the sky that he could no longer see, and the back that he could no longer see clearly, and said in a low voice,
"Disciple Shi Mei respectfully sends you off, Master."
The sun shone down and fell on his plain clothes.
"There is a long way to go, Master. Take care."