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Chapter 69

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The two of them turned around and saw the Murong Lian's white robe fluttering in the wind as he lazily walked out from the shadows with a pipe in his hand.

On the peak of Mount War Spirit, other than these heroes' monuments, there were eight jade statues that were as tall as ten people. They were carved with the seven kings of Chong Hua since the founding of Chong Hua, as well as the most outstanding state teacher. The Murong Lian was hiding behind one of the statues just now, so no one noticed his presence.

Mo Xi stood up and looked down at him disdainfully. He said coldly, "Lord Wangshu, do you have to be so bored?"

"This prince worships my late father. After the ceremony, I want to overlook the beautiful scenery of the world and think that life is like a dream. So I stand here and look at the mountains, the water, and the clouds. "

The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes, took a puff of smoke, and slowly exhaled. "Otherwise, Lord Xi He, do you think I'm willing to listen to such a ridiculous conversation? What 'I want to atone for my sins', haha, it's really making me laugh my teeth out. "

His white silk shoes stepped on the green jade pavement as he walked straight in front of them. He looked at Gu Mang with malice. "Darling, do you know what kind of person you used to be?"

Gu Mang's calmness was almost infuriating. Gu Mang said, "I know. I'm a traitor. "

The Murong Lian blew out smoke rings and sneered. "Oh, so you know. I thought you were living a good life in Xi He's residence and almost forgot your own identity and status. "

Mo Xi calmly took a step forward and blocked the Murong Lian and Gu Mang with his long legs.

Mo Xi said, "Murong Lian, you're meddling too much."

The Murong Lian laughed sarcastically. "I raised a dog, can't I even say a few words?"

"He's now one of my subordinates."

Mo Xi's tone was unfriendly. The thin layer of disguise on the Murong Lian's face fell.

"You don't have to emphasize it. I can already tell that you treat him as a human. Only the people of Chong Hua are allowed to pay their respects at the War Spirit Mountain. " The Murong Lian suddenly moved closer to Mo Xi. His eyes flashed as he gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter, Lord Xi He? Do you still regard Gu Mang as your brother? Since they can't differentiate between friend and foe, why don't we just roll out a red carpet, fire cannons and sprinkle flowers, and bring the monarch of the Burning Country into the Chong Hua Mausoleum of Heroes for a tour? "

Mo Xi ignored his aggressive attitude, but Gu Mang said, "I'm here to apologize."

The Murong Lian seemed to have heard a great joke. "Apologize?"

Gu Mang thought that he didn't explain clearly and said, "I'm here to apologize to them." He looked back at the towering Monument of Heroes. "I'm here to apologize to them."

This time, the Murong Lian laughed out loud. The tassels on the hookah swayed slightly with his laughter. The Murong Lian laughed louder and louder. "Hahaha … haha, apologize? Apologize? "

His fox-like eyes stared at Gu Mang. The smile on his face hadn't disappeared, but the ruthlessness in his eyes was obvious. His pale face looked particularly ferocious.

"How are you going to apologize? How do you want to apologize?"

"Don't laugh me to death, Gu Mang. Do you think that kneeling in front of Mo Xi's father's tomb and melting some paper is your apology? Chong Hua's tens of thousands of souls can't be trampled on by you! "

Mo Xi said angrily, "Murong Lian!"

"What's wrong? You won't let others talk to him? You won't let me criticize him? " The Murong Lian suddenly turned back. "Fireball, you and I didn't have a father when we were young. How is my Wangshu family inferior to you? How can you order me around like this?! Your father and I are lying on this mountain! You don't mind him coming in, but I do! Can't I?!! "

As he said this, he raised his hand and pointed at Gu Mang. "Look at him! How is his leisurely appearance considered an apology?! "

Gu Mang suddenly took a few steps forward. He walked past Mo Xi and stopped in front of the Murong Lian.

He said, "I didn't say this was an apology. I'm not smart, but I know this is far from enough. "

The Murong Lian said angrily, "Bullshit! You're not stupid. You're too smart. You pretended to be obedient and resigned to your fate at Luo Mei Resort. Now that you're in the hands of our General Mo, you're pretending to be remorseful and burn some paper money to gain sympathy! "

"Gu Mang, do you think that the martyrs of Chong Hua who died in battle are easy to bribe? Do you think that two pieces of paper will be enough to wipe away all your past mistakes and let go of all your past? Do you think that the descendants of Chong Hua's martyrs are as easy to bribe as your Lord Xi He? "

Gu Mang looked straight at him and said, "I don't."

"Then you bastard shouldn't have come in today!"

As the Murong Lian said this, he suddenly hooked the back of Gu Mang's neck with his pipe. The pipe was very hot, so hot that Gu Mang suddenly trembled. However, Gu Mang did not break away, as if he was expressing some kind of determination. He silently stared at the Murong Lian's face with his clear blue eyes. The ashes in the pipe filter fell down along his wide lapel, and the sparks burned his flesh.

He did not dodge, but Mo Xi could not stand it anymore — whether it was for Gu Mang or for the solemnity of the martyr's tomb, he did not want to see the Murong Lian continue this farce.

He grabbed the Murong Lian's arm and moved the pipe away from Gu Mang's neck.

The skin where the pipe hit had been burned, revealing the bright red flesh. The Murong Lian was still not satisfied and said angrily, "Mo Xi, damn it, let go of me!"

"Murong Lian, do you want to behave atrociously in War Spirit Mountain?!"

"You're the one who brought the traitor to disgust the martyrs of Chong Hua! You still have the face to talk about me? "

"He's here to apologize!"

"Thank your father!! Did he thank the others?! Did he kneel with the others? What's there to apologize for?! He's just trying to please you and want to live a comfortable life! I think he's already achieved his goal! What do you plan to do next? Are you going to ask for a reward from His Highness? Do you know what he's up to?!! "

In the midst of the raging flames, there was no way to avoid shoving and fighting. However, it should be said that the Murong Lian had hit Mo Xi, and Mo Xi had restrained himself from using violence in War Spirit Mountain Cemetery. Gu Mang saw that Mo Xi was being pushed and poked by the Murong Lian and wanted to stop the fight, but unexpectedly, the Murong Lian suddenly turned around and slapped him in the face.

"Pa!" A crisp sound rang out.

The red lotus seal on Gu Mang's neck suddenly lit up, but it restrained itself from exploding. Because he understood their conversation, he knew that violence should not be used here, and even more so, blood should not be spilled.

The Murong Lian's slap was still not enough to vent his anger. In his eyes, this face was indescribably complicated and disgusting. Thus, he viciously kicked Gu Mang's chest. Gu Mang could not dodge in time and was kicked to the ground. He fell on the long jade steps and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Gu Mang!!"

Gu Mang fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his head to look at the Murong Lian. The bestial nature in his eyes surged, but he fiercely suppressed it. He panted, lowered his eyelashes, and pushed away Mo Xi's hand that was trying to help him up. He actually used his sleeve to carefully wipe away the bloodstains on the ground.

The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes, his fingertips trembling with anger. "What are you doing?"

"I shouldn't have dirtied this place." After Gu Mang finished speaking, he raised his head again.

"When I said I wanted to atone for my sins, it was true."

"…"

"When I said I won't betray you again, it was also true."

The Murong Lian: "…"

"I didn't lie." Gu Mang's blood-stained lips moved slightly. "What I said while kneeling here today, was all true."

That pair of blue eyes was too clean and clear. The Murong Lian could not help but take a step back. Under his sleeve, his hand rubbed the sapphire blue ring on his thumb. The trembling of his muscles and bones became more and more uncontrollable.

As if he wanted to forcefully suppress the emotions in his heart, the Murong Lian paused for a moment and suddenly gritted his teeth. "Fine."

"You want to apologize, you want to kowtow, and you want to start over, right?"

Gu Mang firmly said, "Yes."

The Murong Lian raised his head and panted. When he looked at Gu Mang again, his eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions. His fingers under his sleeve almost clasped the sapphire blue ring in his palm.

"Thousands of graves in the cemetery, whether old or new, whether they died because of you, you have to kneel one by one. Every time you kneel, you have to repeat the words' Traitor Gu Mang, ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for blood '. "

"Only if you kneel in front of every grave on this mountain, will you barely have the right to say this." The Murong Lian leaned over, his smoky cheek close to Gu Mang's ear. "If you have sincerity, you have to atone for your sins to all souls."

After saying this, the Murong Lian straightened up and glanced at Mo Xi, as if he had already expected that Mo Xi would not agree. So he said to Gu Mang, "However, in the end, you are now one of Lord Xi He's people. Whether you do it or not, I can't order you to do anything. Everything depends on how much remorse you have. "

Gu Mang did not hesitate or even pause. He got up from the ground. The golden sunlight shone on his red and swollen cheeks and the bloodstains on the corners of his lips. He said, "I will do it."

I said I was sincere.

As long as I do what I want to do, I will never turn back.

When the Murong Lian heard him agree so quickly, it was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was more of a grin or more of a shock. Or perhaps there were some secrets hidden in his expression that no one but himself could figure out.

The Murong Lian's eyes flashed. He said softly, "Don't regret it. Tens of thousands of graves, even three days and three nights may not be enough. "

Gu Mang said, "Then four days and four nights, ten days and ten nights."

He even turned to look at Mo Xi. "I want to show you my heart."

Mo Xi had already clenched his fists, but he did not say anything. He knew Gu Mang too well. When he saw the light in Gu Mang's eyes, he already knew that if he did not let Gu Mang do this, it would be like not letting a beast thirst for blood. Gu Mang would definitely not be willing to do it.

Moreover, what the Murong Lian said was indeed true.

Even if a little evil turned back, there would still be a price to pay. Moreover, Gu Mang was carrying the burden of corpses and thousands of miles of blood.

But Mo Xi still said in a low voice, "Gu Mang, think carefully. Even if you kneel, no one can forgive you. No matter if it's three days and three nights or ten days and ten nights, even if you kowtow to your death on this mountain, you will still be a sinner in Chong Hua. Nothing will change. "

Gu Mang only repeated, "I want to show you my heart."

Mo Xi's chest felt as if it was hit by a huge rock. After repeating it twice, he suddenly understood Gu Mang's meaning.

Gu Mang did not have the extravagant hope that the so-called sin and betrayal would be written off. Gu Mang also knew that sin and betrayal could not be erased just like that.

He just wanted to live a different life from his previous self. He just felt that his previous self was wrong. He just, he just wanted to …

"After you see it, if you are willing to believe me, can you teach me what I should do? This time, I don't want to take the wrong path again."

Mo Xi could not say anything. His heart ached so much that he almost knelt down. In the cold wind on the mountain top, his face was so pale, and his blood was so cold.

He looked at Gu Mang's raised head, his face still completely ignorant.

After a long time, he heard someone speak. The voice was very hoarse. Later, he realized that the person who spoke was himself. He sighed, "Gu Mang, don't be stupid. You have no path. "

Gu Mang's eyes widened slightly.

The Murong Lian's expression changed, "Mo Xi – don't …"

But Mo Xi did not listen. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Blood dripped from his throat, but he still said each word coldly and ruthlessly.

"You have no path. Jun Shang has sentenced you to death. The only reason you are alive is to be used for the Hei Mo Trial at any time. "

The Murong Lian said angrily, "Mo Xi!! Are you crazy? You told him this?! "

"Then what do you want? Let him atone for his sins with anticipation, and say sorry to him on the day of his death. What you did before was useless? "

"…"

Mo Xi turned his gaze back and said to Gu Mang, "Since you want to do this, I will tell you the truth. It may be tomorrow, it may be next year. In the end, you will still die. No matter what you do, you will not have the chance to start over. "

Gu Mang did not speak. His widened eyes slowly lowered. His long eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow on his deep blue eyes. Just when the Murong Lian and Mo Xi thought that he would give up, he suddenly said in a low voice, "I know."

The mountain wind whistled, like the sound of a golden drum or the weeping of a dead soul.

"But it doesn't matter. Because I think, even if I can start over, even if I can live a good day, it is still right. "

He raised his head, looking just like the blazing youth who had faced death even in the face of a hopeless situation.

Gu Mang said, "I will go as far as I can. If I die tomorrow, I will be a good person for one day. If I die next year, I will be a good person for one year. "

— — "This is the last thing I can do."

This is the last thing I can ask for after wandering around for so many years with a clear conscience.

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Yue Chenqing

Height: 176cm

Status: Fourth Uncle's bootlicker

Human Language: An intermediate blacksmith who wholeheartedly learns from Fourth Uncle

Social Status: Because no one competes with him, he is a silly and sweet young master who is completely unaware of the sinister human heart.

Human Language: The only successor of the Yue Clan

Favorite: Fourth Uncle

Most Hated: Someone scolds his Fourth Uncle

Favorite Color: White

Most Hated Color: Purple

Favorite Food: Flower Cake

Most Hated Food: All kinds of internal organs

Dream: Receive the personal guidance of Fourth Uncle

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