"Wait for me. I'm coming with you."
After Mo Xi said this, the cultivators on the distant battlefield suddenly heard a deafening roar. Then, as if the sky had cracked, a giant whale suddenly leaped out from the corner tower of Wangcheng. The giant whale roared and howled angrily. Its spiritual body was more tangible and larger than ever before.
Hua Poan, who was fighting fiercely with Jiang Fuli, suddenly looked up. "This is …"
The Sky-swallowing Beast that was completely released by Mo Xi was no longer in its divine form. It gradually gathered into its real body in the magnificent clouds. It was extremely gorgeous. When it raised its head and breathed, the whole city was raining. The golden light shone and the rainbow bridge pierced the sun.
"A divine beast?!!"
Hua Poan's expression suddenly changed. "When did Chong Hua cultivate such a spiritual beast?!"
Jiang Fuli was seriously injured, but she still gritted her teeth and handed over her sword. She said to him, "I'm afraid it has been cultivated long ago. Hua Poan, you've always underestimated people's hearts."
"… People's hearts?" Hua Poan sneered. His face was covered with a shadow of madness. "I've been a slave, a monarch, a national advisor … I've changed my identity, tasted everything, and seen all the injustice in the world! What is a human heart? It's just a layer of gold powder on the beast's heart. Despicable! "
He narrowed his eyes. "People's hearts are no different from beasts. The winner is king and the loser is a bandit. Because of my ancestor's mistake, his descendants have been slaves for hundreds of years. So I, Hua Poan, believe in killing and blood! I've never underestimated people's hearts, but you! Palace Master Chen, you've overestimated people's hearts! You've overestimated this group of people! "
His palm brushed past Jiang Fuli's chest. He was going to hit her heart, but his palm turned and hit Jiang Fuli's shoulder instead.
Su Yurou saw that Jiang Fuli could not hold on on the battlefield. She could not help but cry out sadly, "Fuli …!"
Hua Poan's face was extremely cold. His eyes flashed with a bloody ocean. He looked down at her disdainfully. "Shut up, you bitch! It was you who secretly seduced him to betray me. I have yet to settle this debt with you! "
Su Yurou sorrowfully said, "Monarch, I beg you to let him go... That year, it was I who brought him to escape. It was I who erased his memory. He doesn't remember anything... But he still remembers the Broken Water Sword Technique that he had once bestowed upon you... Five years, a sword that changes the Spring and Autumn. Ten years, a sword that goes against the vicissitudes of life. This sword can break the water, but it is difficult to break the Monarch's heart... It wasn't he who betrayed you, it was me..."
Hua Poan's expression changed slightly, as if he was hesitating.
Su Yurou was worried about Jiang Fuli. Seeing Hua Po An hesitate, she continued, "He … he always remembers you. Please don't hurt him … I beg you …"
Jiang Fuli snapped, "You don't have to beg him!"
"…"
At this moment, Jiang Fuli could not withstand the internal injuries and suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood. He retreated a few feet and supported himself with his sword. He raised his head and gasped, "Hua Poan. Listen carefully. I do... I can still remember things intermittently, but that is because I am so sick of you, so disgusted with you! I remember you only because... I hate you... I hate you to the bone. "
Hua Po An narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him silently.
If one looked closely at Hua Po An's eyes, there was actually a trace of fear in the madness and brutality.
Jiang Fuli took a breath and continued, "In this life, whether it was Jiang Fuli or Chen Tang Palace Master, they only had one sentence left for you."
That fear suddenly flashed. Hua Po An's expression changed and he shouted angrily, "Shut up!"
He vaguely knew what Jiang Fuli would say. That sentence was what Chen Tang did not say when her soul was scattered a hundred years ago. But in these hundreds of years, he often heard it in the depths of his nightmares.
The dangerous city in his heart had been drifting in the wind and rain for hundreds of years. Today, it seemed that the thunder would finally destroy the city.
Jiang Fuli looked at him in the rustling wind. His eyes contained both Jiang Fuli's indifference and Chen Tang's sorrow.
Hua Po An's hair stood on end. He almost shouted, "Shut up! You shut up for me! "
Jiang Fuli's lips and teeth touched. The words that had stopped for a hundred years were finally uttered on this day in the reenactment of the past.
"Hua Po An, I am so disgusted by you."
Hua Po An suddenly pursed his lips. His expression twisted strangely as if he wanted to laugh out loud, but also as if a scar that had not healed for a hundred years had been touched. His face suddenly turned pale.
His pupils contracted and he stared at him strangely.
Su Yurou saw this and could not help but say anxiously, "Fuli, don't say anymore!"
Jiang Fuli did not listen to Su Yurou. He continued, "That year, it was Chen Tang who redeemed you as a slave and took you in as a disciple. He gave you the name Hua Po An. At this moment, I will take back this name for him. "
"From this moment on, you can be the national teacher of Burning Country, the king of Burning Country, the immortal devil. You can be whatever you want to call yourself. But... you can no longer be Hua Po An. "
"Chen Tang does not have a disciple like you."
Hua Po An's eyes were as red as blood. He gritted his teeth and growled, "Master...!"
Jiang Fuli said woodenly, "I can't accept it."
"..." Hua Po An clenched his fists, "Chen Tang! Do you really want to force me to this point?! "
Jiang Fuli said, "I am not Chen Tang. I am just a living dead that you dragged back from the netherworld. You are also not Hua Po An. You are just a dog that he mistakenly believed in when he was in the school … "He paused. His white teeth trembled slightly, but he said the word clearly," Evil dog. "
After he said this, Hua Po An suddenly paused. It was as if he had been hit by an invisible whip. A look of pain flashed across his face, which had always been filled with malice.
After a long while, he suddenly looked up and laughed crazily. He said fiercely, "Good! Good!"
After three "good", he suddenly became furious and was about to attack again. The giant whale that was stirring the wind and clouds above Mo Xi's turret suddenly rose into the sky. Then, amidst everyone's exclamations, it burst out a dazzling light. The whale's roar swallowed the sky, and its tail touched the sun. Then, it suddenly pounced into the torrential Blood Demon Pool!
"A holy immortal beast! It's really a holy immortal beast! "
"General Mo can summon a holy immortal beast!"
Hua Po An was close to going berserk. Each of his moves was extremely fierce and aimed at Jiang Fuli. Hearing the crowd's exclamations, he didn't care. He said coldly, "So what if he can summon a holy immortal beast? Even if he summons it, he can only protect a corner of Chong Hua's royal city. This young man won't — "
He won't sacrifice himself for this country that no longer had his lover.
He won't die for this Jiuzhou that was full of intrigue.
He won't sacrifice himself and perish together with this country that once accused his lover of being a traitor.
But before he could say these words, Mo Xi had detonated the holy immortal beast's dazzling light and threw it into the vast blood sea!
"Boom!" The momentum was like a rolling mat, shaking the world!
The soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army couldn't help but cry out, "Lord Xi He!"
"General Mo!"
Hua Po An was shocked for a moment and couldn't believe his eyes.
Crazy?!
Was this person crazy?! What right did he have to go through so much suffering, lose the love of all his loved ones, and suffer so much from fate? Why would he still walk the path of helping others?!
What could he get? For what?!
This person … didn't he have hatred, selfishness, or desire?!
Why would he make such a choice?!
While he was stunned, Jiang Fuli saw the opportunity and slashed at him with her sword! Hua Po An dodged too slowly in his shock, and his shoulder was slashed open, blood splattering everywhere! Hua Po An snorted and retreated quickly. He looked down and saw a deep and ferocious bloodstain on his shoulder, and the white bone under the flesh and blood could be seen.
Jiang Fuli held her sword and looked at Hua Po An, the demon who had not died for a hundred years, in the bloody wind of the final battle.
His hoarse, bleeding lips opened and closed, and he whispered, "… You don't understand, do you? You will never understand. But … "
He paused, raised his hand, and polished the sword light inch by inch. The wind rose, and he was about to fight with Hua Po An for the final battle. Jiang Fuli said word by word, "A hundred years ago, you were defeated outside Chong Hua City, and today is the same. In the world, Chen Tang is not the only one who will stop your ambition, and he has never been the only one who is willing to protect the people of the state with his flesh and blood! "
The sea was boiling, the mountains were collapsing, and the eight poles were repulsed — he suddenly attacked Hua Poan!
At the same time, blood splashed everywhere on the turret. Mo Xi plunged into the depths of the Red River Blood Sea under the protection of the Sky-devouring Stone.
"Medicine Master Jiang!"
"Marshal Mo!"
The battlefield was filled with exclamations.
However, Mo Xi could no longer hear them. He had already plunged into the Blood Sea. It was strange that even though it was the last moment of his life, he suddenly felt that everything had become so peaceful and peaceful.
In the sea of blood, he soon saw the heart of the Bloodsucking Scourge at the bottom of the sea of blood.
He knew that as long as he destroyed the heart, everything would be over.
The Blood Sea would become a clear lake, and Hua Po An would lose his power and become a mortal who could be killed.
But he himself …
The words of the Reversal Stone guardian deity seemed to be right beside his ear, "The Nine States will be protected, but you will die together with the Bloodsucking Scourge. From then on, you will be out of the cycle of reincarnation and will never be reincarnated."
Mo Xi smiled faintly and did not hesitate anymore. He reached out and touched the throbbing heart of the Bloodsucking Scourge.
Gu Mang merged with the demon beast, and he was an immortal spirit.
But in the end, they still reached the same destination.
Mo Xi slowly landed at the bottom of the Blood Sea. He whispered to the heart, "This is the path I have chosen, Gu Mang. Wait for me to accompany you. "
He covered it with his palms, and radiance surged.
The spiritual power of the Sky-devouring Stone and the spiritual power of the Pure Dust collided at this moment, but it was not as fierce as expected. Perhaps it was because the two hosts who were connected to the spiritual beast had been so entwined that although the depths of the Blood Sea were turbulent and turbulent, Mo Xi did not feel any pain.
He only felt that his vision was getting blurrier and his body was getting lighter and lighter, like a belated release.
Around him, the Blood Sea gradually became a clear river. With the destruction of the Bloodsucking Scourge's heart, the clear river water spread like ink on a piece of paper.
Slowly, the Blood Sea was no longer the Blood Sea.
The scarlet that swallowed the Nine Regions became the running water that nourished the fertile soil.
He suddenly choked out blood, his spiritual power dissipated, the river water flowed backwards, and gradually he could not breathe. He raised his head, knowing that this was the end of his fate. The reversal stone gave him two paths, life and death, and he chose the latter.
Gu Mang merged with the Bloodsucking Scourge's soul and could still burn the light of his life.
Since he was the one who merged with the sacred immortal beast, how … how could he lose to his brother Gu Mang …
He smiled with relief. At this time, the sky shone through the water, as if countless golden raindrops were falling around Mo Xi. The light became more and more brilliant, as if a golden rain was falling between heaven and earth.
The sweet rain fell gently, and the drizzle was misty. Everything became so peaceful at this moment.
And in the depths of this gentle rain, Mo Xi suddenly saw a figure slowly appear.
Mo Xi was stunned.
That person walked elegantly, with a blue-gold heroic scarf fluttering in the wind. As he came closer, he could see a handsome young face, a brilliant smile, a pair of black eyes, and no injuries on his body. He walked towards him from the depths of the lake with a bright smile.
Gu Mang …
Mo Xi, who thought that he would not feel any more pain or sadness, suddenly choked at this moment.
It was Gu Mang …
But this Gu Mang did not seem to have come from the bottom of the lake. Instead, it was like more than ten years ago when they first met on the battlefield, when Senior Brother Gu approached him from the bonfire and reached out to him, who was alone.
Mo Xi's eyes reddened, and he said hoarsely, "Senior Brother …"
Is it you?
Is it your illusion, your soul, or my illusion when I'm about to die?
No one answered him. This Gu Mang was just like many years ago, just like he did when they were young. He walked all the way to him, opened his hand, and handed it to him. He said gently to his lover who was sinking under the water,
"Mo Xi, let's go home."
The war was over, it was all over.
Let's go home.
Let's go home.
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