The Hun Tian Cave was located on a barren mountain in the outskirts of Lin 'an City. When Mo Xi arrived, he saw dozens of corpses lying around the entrance of the cave. They were all servants of the Yue Clan.
Mo Xi checked the breathing of a few people, but there was nothing he could do. Just as he was about to enter the cave, he heard a low cry coming from the corner. He followed the sound and saw a girl covered in blood. She was curled up into a ball and hiding between the cracks of the rock wall, sobbing.
"Xiao Lan'er?!"
The girl who had survived was Jiang Yexue's disciple, Xiao Lan'er. She looked like she was scared out of her wits. When she heard Mo Xi's voice, she suddenly trembled and turned around as if she had seen a ghost. She stared blankly and said, "No, no, no … don't kill me … don't kill me …"
Mo Xi immediately reached out his hand to her. "Don't be afraid. It's me. "
"You …" Xiao Lan'er stared at him with tears in her eyes. She trembled for a while and suddenly burst into tears. She threw herself into Mo Xi's arms. "Brother Xi He, there's a murder in the cave … there's a murder in the cave …"
Mo Que was not used to being close to others, but Lan 'er was still young and had been frightened so badly that he could not bear to break free. Thus, he raised his hand and stroked her soft hair, softly comforting her for a while. When Lan' er had calmed down, he asked, "Why are you here?"
"Master brought me here. He was afraid that I would be bullied so he brought me along." Xiao Lan'er cried. "But Master was bullied and he told me to run … I'm not a good child. I was scared … so I really ran away …"
Mo Xi's heart palpitated. He thought that if Murong Chuyi wanted revenge, he would only target Yue Juntian. He didn't expect the situation to turn out like this.
He said to Xiao Lan'er, "You stay here. I'll go in and see what's going on …"
Xiao Lan'er pulled him back. "Brother, don't go! That big brother in white … that big brother in white is a bad guy, he killed Uncle Yue!! "
Mo Xi was shocked. "Murong Chuyi has already killed the Yue Juntian?!"
"Mm … Mm, mm!" Xiao Lan 'er nodded with tears in her eyes. "After Uncle Yue sacrificed that pool of demons, he became very weak. He couldn't even speak. Both Mister and Brother Chenqing were transferring spiritual power to him … But at that time, I saw that the Big Brother in white had a fierce expression. Something was wrong. He seemed to be hesitating … When I was about to remind Mister, the Big Brother in white suddenly attacked … "
"He, he killed Uncle Yue in an instant and summoned many bamboo warriors to kill people everywhere … Mister and Brother Chenqing tried to stop him, but he … he didn't listen …"
"Mister was afraid that he couldn't defeat him, so he gave me a Hiding Talisman and asked me to run out and hide. I, I was so scared … When I ran out, Mister and Brother Chenqing were already injured … "Xiao Lan'er became more and more frightened as she spoke. Her clear eyes were filled with tears of fear and sadness. Her eyelashes closed and tears rolled down her cheeks." I hid outside and could hear the sounds in the cave. At first, they were still fighting, but then … "
Her young and tender voice became lower and lower. After it reached its limit, she suddenly exploded with sadness and began to cry, "I couldn't hear anything after that. Mister didn't come out to find me and big brother Chen Qing also didn't come out to find me! The bad guys won. The bad guys are in this cave … "
She hugged Mo Xi's waist tightly, as if she was afraid of losing the last person she could trust. She looked up with tears in her eyes. "Brother Xi He, don't go in. You'll be killed … Don't be like Mister and Brother Chenqing … Don't go in … "
When Mo Xi heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.
It was easy for Murong Chuyi to kill a Yue Juntian, but it was difficult to clean up the mess. No matter if it was the Yue Clan's servants or relatives, no one could sit back and do nothing. Could it be that in order to escape, even Jiang Yexue and Yue Chenqing …
Mo Xi lowered his head and said to Xiao Lan'er, "I have to go in."
Xiao Lan'er's eyes filled with tears again. "Sob …"
"But I'll definitely come out. You hide here first, I — "
Xiao Lan'er said fiercely, "I don't want to! I don't want to hide anymore! "
"…"
She cried and wiped her tears. "I've already abandoned Mister and ran away once. I don't want to hide anymore … Brother Xi He, if you want to go in, take me with you."
Mo Xi saw that she was very emotional. Her small hands were tightly clutching the corner of his clothes, unwilling to let go no matter what. He also saw that there were corpses everywhere, and the Bamboo Warriors were kicking around. He knew that Xiao Lan'er would easily go berserk when provoked. Her condition was already very unstable. If there was no one to control her, she might even lose control.
Thus, he said, "Then you follow behind me. But you must listen to me and don't act on your own. Do you understand? "
Xiao Lan'er nodded her head repeatedly.
Mo Xi put her down from his arms. She then followed Mo Xi's footsteps unsteadily. The two of them opened the stone door together and entered the Muddy Sky Cave.
This cave was very deep. Along the way, there were broken branches and remains of the Yue Clan's servants on both sides. The cave was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"It's Uncle Butler …"
"Mother Chen …"
Xiao Lan'er had followed Yue Chenqing back to the Yue Clan before, so she recognized many people on this bloody path. Every time she recognized a person, her hands that were clutching Mo Xi's clothes trembled. Mo Xi had no choice but to cast a Mind Calming Spell on her in advance to prevent her from suddenly going berserk.
Xiao Lan'er tearfully said, "Brother Xi He, I'm so scared …"
"Don't be scared."
But Mo Xi's heart was also very gloomy. He was constantly worried about whose corpse he would see next. If it was Yue …
"Yue, Yue …"
Mo Xi's blood ran cold. He suddenly looked in the direction Xiao Lan'er was pointing.
It was not Yue Chenqing.
However, his heart still sank fiercely.
It was Yue Juntian and Yue Juntian's younger brother, Yue Yongcheng!
These two nobles, who had once been all-powerful in the Chong Hua Kingdom, were now lying on the ground like mud. Their heads and necks were only connected by a bit of flesh. Blood was still flowing from the broken parts, but the blood had already disappeared. Only intermittent lines of blood were left, dripping down.
The faces of the two brothers were frozen in an expression of extreme fear and anger, but death had already taken away the color on their faces, making them look like paper masks, emitting wisps of ghostly Qi in the Spherical Heaven Cave.
Xiao Lan'er trembled. She clung to Mo Xi's leg and sobbed, "What should we do …"
Mo Xi stared at Xiao Lan'er and comforted her in a low voice. But this kind of comfort was only for Xiao Lan'er. He could not give it to himself.
Too many people had died along the way. Almost all of the people the Yue Clan had brought were dead. He did not know whether he would see the corpses of Jiang Yexue or Yue Chenqing next.
Murong Chuyi's hatred and ruthlessness had far exceeded his expectations. He even suspected that something had happened during the sacrifice that had once again provoked Murong Chuyi's heart, causing him to kill so many people.
But no matter what, Murong Chuyi had killed so many people that the situation was irreversible.
"Brother Xi He, Mr. Jiang …"
Mo Xi raised his hand and gently stopped her. He continued to lead her forward, but the two of them were much quieter. The corpses of the Yue Juntian were already here. The sacrifice site must be very close.
As expected, when they walked behind a huge dripping stalactite, a familiar voice came from the empty cave.
"You know better than anything else about the enmity between you and me. I don't need to list it out to you."
Murong Chuyi?!
The two of them looked sideways from behind the stalactite. Almost at the same time, Mo Xi instinctively raised his hand to cover Xiao Lan'er's mouth, muffling her scream.
Xiao Lan'er was about to break down.
Beside the blood pool that was surging with the aura of resentment, Murong Chuyi was holding a long sword. He was dressed in white and had his back to them. In front of him, two people were bound by a binding spell. One of them was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, his face pale and haggard. It was Jiang Yexue. He had been severely injured by Murong Chuyi. His lotus-colored clothes were stained with blood, and his already crippled legs were dripping with blood.
The other person was kneeling beside him, his face full of tears. His eyes were wide open. Other than fear and pain, his eyes were filled with confusion. If this wasn't Yue Chenqing, who else could it be?
Yue Chenqing was mumbling weakly and hoarsely. This kind of mumbling was like the meaningless repetition of a person's soul, "… Don't kill them … I beg you … Don't kill them …"
Jiang Yexue raised his eyes and looked at him sadly, "Chuyi …"
"How many times have I said it? You don't deserve to call me by my name." Murong Chuyi's words were cold.
Jiang Yexue said, "… Uncle."
Murong Chuyi flicked his sleeves and raised his eyebrows angrily, "I'm not your uncle either!"
Jiang Yexue closed his eyes, "No matter how bad the Yue Clan is, my … Father, no matter how many wrong things he has done, all these years … he still lived with you. No matter how many thoughts you have, why did you have to destroy the entire Yue Clan … "
Murong Chuyi's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to explain something. However, in the end, he still turned his face away and said stiffly, "What do I have to say to you?"
"…"
"Since the killing spree has started, I won't let go of anyone who stands beside Yue Juntian today." Murong Chuyi stared into Jiang Yexue's eyes, "Including you. And Yue Chenqing as well. "
Jiang Yexue was silent for a while. In the end, he lowered his head. He had obviously been severely injured in the fight with Murong Chuyi. The corner of his mouth was still bleeding. His hands were tied, so he couldn't wipe them. He could only say softly, "Haven't you killed enough?"
"If you haven't killed enough, then come at me. Don't make things difficult for Yue Chenqing."
Yue Chenqing seemed to have been provoked to the point that she had lost her consciousness. She could only repeat, "Stop fighting … Fourth Uncle … Stop fighting …"
Jiang Yexue said, "Yue Chenqing really admired you."
Murong Chuyi was silent for a moment. He said coldly, "I don't need Yue Chenqing to admire me."
Jiang Yexue closed his eyes. His lips that were stained with blood opened and closed, "I know about your hatred. You hate Father. But if it wasn't for Yue Chenqing's mother who brought you back from the temple and raised you, you wouldn't be where you are today."
"…"
"You remember Father's hatred, but have you forgotten Aunt Huang's kindness to you?"
Murong Chuyi waved his wide sleeves. He raised his eyebrows and said sternly, "I would rather have never lived in this world!"
"Chuyi …"
"Muddleheaded, alone, under the hands of the enemy who humiliated my mother and drove her crazy. My life for the past thirty years has been a joke!"
Jiang Yexue shook his head and said softly, "You have been blinded by hatred. Aunt Huang has always been good to you. You still remember those past events. Whether it is a joke or not, you know clearly in your heart. "
"Today, you refused to let any of the Yue Clan's descendants go. For her sake, you should let Yue Chenqing go." The gentle and kind man raised his head and looked at Murong Chuyi resolutely, "Otherwise, the one who will regret it in the end will be you."
Murong Chuyi said, "The thing that I regret the most in my life is joining the Yue Clan."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand. The Shining Snow Sword emitted a brilliant light and pierced towards Jiang Yexue.
The light from the sword illuminated Yue Chenqing's muddleheaded face. Yue Chenqing finally regained his senses. He suddenly shouted, "Fourth Uncle, don't!"
The author has something to say: The following paragraph is about Murong Chuyi, Jiang Yexue, Yue Chenqing's Yue Clan Stew Instance Bird …
Gu Mang was confused, "Then do I have to move bricks?"
Murong Chuyi, "Cousin, you should have a good rest."
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