By the time Mo Xi and Jun Shang arrived, the quiet room was already surrounded by a group of guards, but no one dared to approach the room.
"Greetings, Jun Shang!"
"Greetings, Lord Xi He!"
Jun Shang stopped in his tracks and saw the demonic aura of resentment rushing out of the room, straight into the sky. The black spiritual flow in the air twisted into a blurry claw shape for a moment, and then turned into a phantom of a wolf head with blue eyes.
Jun Shang asked sternly, "Where is the assassin?!"
The leader of the guards was pale and said with his arms crossed, "This, this subordinate is incompetent. The assassin's body movements are excellent and he has already escaped … this subordinate has already sent, sent people to chase after him."
Mo Xi asked, "Where is Gu Mang?!"
It wasn't as if the leader of the guards hadn't heard of the ambiguous rumors between Mo Xi and Gu Mang these days. Suddenly being questioned by Mo Xi like this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He swallowed and said in panic, "When we arrived, Gu Mang's demonic aura had already erupted. This subordinate tried to rush in several times, but, but …"
Jun Shang glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and saw his sorry appearance. His hair was in a mess, his cheeks were scorched by smoke, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth.
The words of reprimand on the tip of his tongue turned into a sigh.
He raised his head and looked at the room that had been completely enveloped by the demonic aura. Under the gloomy roof, the treatment room was shrouded in dancing snow wolf phantoms, as if they would tear everyone into pieces in the next moment.
The leader of the guards explained to Mo Xi with a long face, "Lord Xi He, the demonic aura in this room is too strong. Ordinary people can't enter at all. Now we can only form a formation and guard outside the room. Once Gu Mang explodes from inside, then … "
Mo Xi didn't wait for him to finish, nor did he want to hear him finish.
Before anyone could react, he went against the strong demonic aura and barged into the quiet room alone.
Jun Shang was shocked. "Mo Xi!"
"Lord Xi He —"
Mo Xi ignored the cries of shock and fear of the crowd as the waves of flame hit him. The waves of Devil's Breath were like sharp knives stabbing at him, but he didn't know if it was because of the fire that had been ignited in his heart because of Gu Mang, but he didn't feel that the Devil's Flame was as unapproachable as the captain of the guards said.
Or perhaps it was because his brother Gu Mang was among them, so going to purgatory and entering the sea of fire was not painful.
In this world, there was nothing more painful than loss.
Mo Xi slammed the door open. The yellow sandalwood door creaked as Devil Flames surged out from within. He raised his hand to block the Spirit Current that was so strong that he could barely open his eyes. Then, he looked into the depths of the room.
Gu Mang was curled up on the bed in the treatment room. Beside him was a scroll of history, Wang Jian, that had been blown to pieces by his devil flames. He lowered his neck and buried his head deep into the ground. Mo Xi could only see a lonely figure curled up like a beast, but he couldn't see his face.
"Gu Mang …"
He quickly walked to his side, but before he could touch his shoulder, he was repelled by a strong wave of Devil Qi. Then, he saw Gu Mang raise his head. The Black Devil's Curse Seal had already climbed onto his handsome face. His eyes were bloodshot, and his blue eyes shone with a dark light.
Gu Mang had already begun to mutate.
Although there were still some traces of consciousness between his eyebrows, the pain was clearly imprinted on his face. Gu Mang seemed to be on the verge of waking up and dreaming. He looked at the person in front of him in confusion.
"You promised me …" Gu Mang suddenly said hoarsely. He stared at Mo Xi's face, but it seemed like he wasn't talking to Mo Xi. He wrinkled his nose and his eyes shone with a light that was close to madness. "You didn't do anything you promised me! Liar! "
Before Mo Xi could react, Gu Mang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his throat.
"Cough, cough …"
Gu Mang seemed to have completely sunk into his own madness. His blue eyes moved left and right. He got up and grabbed Mo Xi's neck while forcing him to go over.
"I don't ask you to clear my name. I can bear the blood of the people I've killed all these years. I've long planned to bear the consequences myself! But what do you take me for?! "
Mo Xi was almost unable to breathe. He held Gu Mang's arm and murmured, "Gu Mang …"
However, the person in Gu Mang's eyes right now wasn't his junior brother, but Jun Shang from the rainy night of the Golden Terrace eight years ago. He was the monarch who had made Mo Mie swear the oath of heavenly tribulation in front of the throne room.
Gu Mang's head tilted slightly. He ground out each word through his teeth, "Army, brothers, reputation, memories … I have nothing. I've been dormant for eight years and become something that is neither human nor ghost … What about you? You promised me, Hai Yan He Qing. Have you seen it? You promised me that everyone is fair. Have you shown it to me? "
"You've schemed against everything that can be schemed against. Can't you let me go?! I've had enough! I don't want to hear your brilliant schemes anymore. I just feel disgusted! "
Humans are not saints. How can they not have resentment?
The resentment in his chest, the unwillingness that was once confined by reason, became so strong under the influence of the devil energy.
Gu Mang fiercely pushed Mo Xi back. He stared at Mo Xi's face, but he could not recognize the person in front of him. He was already immersed in his own pain and madness. His mind was in a mess.
The black devil energy lingered around his scarred body. It was released more and more clearly, more and more strongly. The devil marks also spread from his heart to his arms, neck … and even under his eyelids.
"Gu Mang …" Mo Xi tried to loosen his spasming hand without hurting him. "Look carefully … it's … cough, it's me …!"
What was going on?
That assassin did not kill him, but he obviously said something to Gu Mang that he should not have said. It destroyed Gu Mang's mental strength and caused him to break down like this.
What … did … he … say?!
With a dull thud, Mo Xi groaned and was pressed against the wall by Gu Mang. The spirit flames of the devil wolf floating behind him became brighter. Its eyes were so blue that they were still glowing.
The beastly madness in those eyes became stronger and stronger, and the human rationality became less and less. The only thing that did not disappear was the great pain that burned his eyes red.
"Why … can't I keep Lu Zhanxing …"
His questions gradually became murmurs full of torment and self-blame.
"Why … did I cause the Murong Lian … to be … assassinated …"
His voice became more and more chaotic and sorrowful.
"Why …"
He lowered his head in despair. His shoulders trembled slightly.
"Why … did I force Mo Xi to take that path … it was me who controlled his life … it was me …"
The black-clothed man's cold voice seemed to linger in his ears. The truth was like a knife that cut into his eardrums, pierced his throat, and went all the way down, stirring his heart, liver, spleen, and stomach into a bloody mess.
Big drops of tears flowed down his face that was covered with devil scars. The devil flames on his body became more and more intense because of the despair and pain.
That body that had been infinitely hot in the wind and rain seemed to be torn apart and swallowed up like this.
His ego was dissipating bit by bit. The black devil's curse had even spread to his fingertips.
Gu Mang choked with sobs. "It's me … who didn't accomplish anything … who tired you … who made you all become chess pieces on the board …"
Zhanxing.
Murong.
Mo Xi …
Gu Mang broke down and mourned. "Why did you make him swear the oath of the heavenly tribulation …!!!"
Mo Xi was suddenly startled.
Then, his gaze fell on the jade slips containing history that had been shattered.
He suddenly understood everything.
Gu Mang's mournful cries seemed to be torn out from his bloody throat. He whimpered mournfully in his predicament, like a dying beast. "Why did you force him to swear the oath of the heavenly tribulation … why did you harm him to this extent …"
"I just wanted him to live a better life … I always hoped that he could live a better life …"
"It's me who harmed him …"
Obstinate and self-opinionated.
Pretentious and clever.
He didn't leave any path for the other party. He didn't want to let the other party know any truth.
In the end, he ended up in this situation.
Gu Mang, Gu Mang … you're too smart.
Blood seeped out from under the black lapel. Mo Xi was fiercely pressed against the unconscious Gu Mang. He was too close. The exploding Black Demon Qi was like thousands of sharp needles piercing into his bones and blood, cutting him into pieces.
But Mo Xi still endured the severe pain and the heavy pressure of the Devil Qi. He raised his trembling hands, bit by bit, and finally — he cupped Gu Mang's absent-minded face.
The taste of blood surged up from his throat. He lowered his head and stared into Gu Mang's eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but the Devil Qi's pressure on him was too strong. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just used his trembling fingertips and gently …
Covered the lotus seal on Gu Mang's neck.
— —
"I'll be with you."
"When I'm not here, this sword array will also protect you."
"As long as you need me, as long as you're willing to tell me, as long as you can trust me … just call me Senior Brother."
"I'll definitely come to your side."
The promise of the past was scattered like snow in the wind, burned into ashes by the strong Devil Qi.
Every inch of Gu Mang's body was surrounded by the dangerous Devil Qi. The closer he got, the deeper the pain. Mo Xi stroked the seal on the side of his neck. The skin that touched it was directly burned to the point of bleeding, but he still stubbornly refused to let go.
In the end, Mo Xi endured the severe pain. Like trust, misunderstanding, forgiveness, and hatred, his pure soul passed through the Black Demon's Curse — —
He hugged Gu Mang tightly in his arms.
He felt the body trembling intensely. He felt the Devil Qi almost instantly infecting his internal organs.
But so what?
He kept his promise in the end. Just like when he was young, he promised his Elder Brother Gu Mang before he went on a long journey. No matter how dangerous the situation was, he would return to his side.
He liked someone for a lifetime.
It had nothing to do with bloodline, identity, or time.
He had never lied to Gu Mang about anything. And this year, in this moment, perhaps Gu Mang could finally believe that his promise, from the day he was young and inexperienced, was a promise that would last for the rest of his life.
"Yes, the oath of the Heavenly Tribulation." Mo Xi whispered in his ear hoarsely, "Look … Senior Brother, I've already become so stupid, so can you stay and watch over me?"
"I'll use ten years in exchange for you to look at me again. Don't let me be stupid again, you …"
As he coughed softly, blood had already seeped into the corner of his lips.
Mo Xi closed his eyes. His palm touched the back of Gu Mang's head. The devil that everyone avoided like the plague. He treated him like a treasure and held him in his arms.
"Are you willing to?"
Gu Mang's eyes were wide open. He looked at him, trembling and confused. His eyes were out of focus.
There was a moment of silence. Suddenly, the two Lotus Sword Formations emitted a dazzling brilliance at this moment. The sword formations intersected with each other, but because they were unwilling to hurt each other, they scattered into fluttering fluorescent wings and floated around them.
After the strong blue light, the Qi of the Black Demon was suddenly extinguished.
The demonic patterns around Gu Mang's body disappeared under his skin. Tears flowed down his face. The water vapor seemed to wash away the chaos in his eyes. The miasma dissipated, leaving behind a clear blue lake.
Gu Mang's eyes gradually regained their light. He murmured softly, "… Mo … Mo Xi?"
Before Mo Xi could speak, Gu Mang cried. He almost broke down, "… I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"
"I … I didn't want to hurt you, I didn't want to force you … I really … really didn't know that you … just … just …"
He didn't say anything else. He was choked with sobs.
"But that's ten years …"
How many decades are there in a person's life?
Why are you so stubborn? Why are you giving up your life for an old friend who you thought had already betrayed you?
Mo Xi hugged him, stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head. He said softly, "Yes. That's ten years. "He hugged him so tightly. He said hoarsely," So … you have to be good. Otherwise, I'll be very angry. Once I'm angry … will my life be shorter? "
The places where his long eyelashes overlapped were wet.
"In order to be with me more, even if it's just for one more day, senior brother, you have to be good."
Gu Mang was already choking with sobs.
"Don't demonize. Don't blame yourself. Don't leave me."
Mo Xi raised his hand and rubbed it, wiping away the tears on his face.
He hugged him, covered in blood. He had clearly suffered such heavy injuries, but he still protected him. He rested his chin on Gu Mang's forehead. His eyes were red, but he still smiled faintly and coaxed,
"You have to slowly, slowly … use the rest of your life to guard a home with me."
"Okay …"
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