Yu Wu

Chapter 176 If That Year Was Eternal

Yan Bi waved his hand, and stabbed straight down with his sword!

However, at this moment, Jiang Yexue's eyes suddenly flashed a cyan color, he suddenly retreated with his sword, raised his eyebrows sharply, and said in shock: "Bamboo Warrior?!"

The one who blocked his ultimate move was the bamboo warrior Murong Chuyi made, the green puppet held a scimitar, shouted and protected Yue Chenqing.

Jiang Yexue was startled, thinking that Murong Chuyi had woken up, but when he looked back, Murong Chuyi was clearly still lying in a pool of blood with his eyes closed.His heart suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly reacted——

It's Yue Chenqing!

Yue Chenqing's previous cowardice was just pretending!

When fighting the sword demon Li Qingqian back then, Yue Chenqing summoned the bamboo warriors for protection with a scream. The first master of these bamboo warriors was Murong Chuyi, and once Murong Chuyi lost consciousness, their second It was Yue Chenqing's order that he obeyed.So in fact, when Jiang Yexue was speaking, Yue Chenqing had quietly summoned back all the bamboo warriors wandering around the cave.

Jiang Yexue suddenly turned his eyes to Yue Chenqing, seeing that although Yue Chenqing's expression was extremely sad, he was not as distracted as before, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said:

"Yue Chenqing... I underestimated you!"

Yue Chenqing coughed up blood, gasped and raised his head: "...I said... I'm already the head of the Yue family... How could it be..." Blood foam stained his lips and teeth scarlet, "How could I, You are allowed to...do evil...do evil in the Huntian Cave!!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted sharply: "Do it all!"

Dozens of bamboo warriors got the order, and instantly jumped out from behind the high rock, and rushed towards Jiang Yexue one after another. They let out sharp roars and started a fierce fight.

Taking advantage of the huge number of bamboo mechs fighting with Jiang Yexue, Yue Chenqing broke free from the restraints on the wheelchair, got up unsteadily, and walked in front of Mo Xi.

He couldn't speak to Mo Xi, who hadn't recovered from the poison, and said, "Mr. Xihe...I'm sorry...the matter of Yue's family has caused you trouble for no reason."

Yue Chenqing's black eyes were moist, he looked extremely tired, and there was a certain kind of determination in his eyes: "But... I won't... I will never let Fourth Uncle and you suffer wrongfully..."

After saying this, he dragged his scarred body, turned around and walked towards the blood pool step by step.

Mo Xi shuddered suddenly——

Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice Jiang Yexue's life in blood sacrifice to the resentful spirit? !

Jiang Yexue obviously also saw Yue Chenqing's purpose, he cursed secretly, the sword in his hand suddenly blazed with golden light, and with a violent shake, most of the bamboo warriors that surrounded him like a tide were blown away!

Immediately afterwards, a golden chain swam out and took Yue Chenqing's hand!Although Yue Chenqing was physically weak, he had followed Mo Xi and fought outside for two years. He was not as weak and incompetent as his brother thought.

Yue Chenqing was panting, her eyes were covered with tears, but her hatred was also mixed with many other emotions: "Jiang Yexue, I never like to be noisy, I don't like to fight, and I hate to fight... If your selfishness is If you want me to return all the things that have been taken from you, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Jiang Yexue sneered: "Why, you still want to abdicate to the virtuous? Don't be stupid, Yue Chenqing, all power and positions in this world are up to grabs, even the crown prince."

"In order to seize power, do you have to kill so many people! Now you stand on these bones and win the Yue family, can you feel at ease?"

"Why can't I be at ease." Jiang Yexue sneered coldly, "I have already passed through some stupid years of being insecure, let alone a person from the Huntian Cave, even if monks from all Kyushu were to come to pave the way for me, I would not It won’t feel wrong at all.”

Yue Chenqing glanced at him with red eyes, as if she didn't intend to talk to him any more, she said sleepily: "...you won't get what you want. Whether it's the Yue family or the fourth uncle, you'll never get it."

After speaking, he wanted to jump into the pool of blood.

But in this flash, suddenly a golden rope tightly bound Yue Chenqing's waist, forcibly stopping his act of martyrdom.Yue Chenqing suddenly turned around——

Xiao Lan'er held the chain expressionlessly, and was looking at him extremely coldly.

It turned out that just now Jiang Yexue did not hit hard, and transferred the spiritual power of the chain to Xiao Laner, the puppet behind Yue Chenqing. Xiao Laner used this to attack from behind.

Jiang Yexue took the opportunity to violently knock away the bamboo warriors who were besieging him. Amidst the broken bamboo pieces and gunpowder smoke, this seemingly gentle and refined man approached step by step with a calm gait and a sinister face, and finally walked in front of Yue Chenqing. Hands pinched his neck.

"Yue Chenqing, you are in a hurry to die, I wish I could send you to Huangquan Road." Jiang Yexue pressed her fingers hard, and Yue Chenqing's face flushed instantly under his ruthless restraint, and she couldn't say a word, "But you don't need to use Xuechi Jump, don't even think about trading your soul with the monsters in the pool to stop me!"

The tyrannical spiritual core of Xiao Lan'er that he took away has powerful flames flowing in his body.

"Also, please don't act ridiculously as the head of the Yue Family. These resentful spirits in the Huntian Cave are destined not to obey you. After you foolishly blew up your spirit core just now, you have become a waste. You can't become the head of the Yue family."

"And the second heir is me."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his palm, aiming at Yue Chenqing's heart and shooting it down!

Yue Chenqing spat out a mouthful of blood, and that hissing spiritual flow instantly crushed Yue Chenqing's already precarious spiritual core...

Jiang Yexue's eyes were filled with the cold light when the vultures were killing them. He seemed to have made up his mind to make Yue Chenqing feel helpless and ashamed, so after completely destroying Yue Chenqing's spiritual core, he suddenly raised his hand, Shouted sharply: "Listen to my orders!"

The voice echoed in the cave, and then there were countless hisses in the cave. The wraiths and demons who were dazed and didn't know how to deal with them suddenly knew who was the new master. They opened their necks and opened their mouths, shaking the rock formations. roar.The blood pool was even more scarlet, and more evil spirits who hadn't jumped out of the pool were drinking and howling restlessly in the pool.

Jiang Yexue laughed long, then smiled ferociously, and said to Yue Chenqing in an extremely contemptuous tone: "Yue Chenqing, do you know who is the master of the Yue family?! You can't drive them anymore, because you are not qualified at all! "

"He's not qualified."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind Jiang Yexue: "Then what about me."

Jiang Yexue was stunned for a moment, before the frivolous and arrogant look on his face faded, he reacted quickly and turned around immediately—"Chu Yi?!"

Murong Chuyi woke up at some point, he struggled, clutched his wound, and stood up from the pool of blood.He was more embarrassed than ever, his demeanor in white clothes fluttering like a fairy is gone, but what is disturbing is that his calmness and indifference are not missing at all.

Even on that face that was extraordinarily pale due to excessive blood loss, it looked even more pale than usual.

Murong Chuyi looked at Jiang Yexue indifferently: "Yue Yexue, am I qualified?"

They are both concubines, Jiang Yexue was born of Mrs. Xie, Murong Chuyi is the son of Miss Chu, after Yue Chenqing lost the ability to control them, in fact, no matter whether it is Murong Chuyi or Jiang Yexue, it is difficult for them to deal with the resentful spirits in the blood pool. it's the same.

Murong Chuyi also ignited a blazing spiritual flame, and the flame reflected his sharp phoenix eyes extremely bright.He shouted in a deep voice: "Listen to my orders!"

The resentful spirits boiled over again, and the evil spirits who followed Jiang Yexue's order before followed Murong Chuyi's instructions again, turned their heads, and approached Jiang Yexue and Xiao Lan'er.

Jiang Yexue's expression was uneasy, but still cold, he narrowed his eyes: "Chu Yi, you know you will not be my opponent."

Murong Chuyi didn't answer, and just continuously sacrificed his spiritual power to those blood spirits.

Jiang Yexue said: "What are you messing with me again? You can't compare to me in terms of spiritual power, let alone I can re-control your mind, you—"

"Get up!"

Murong Chuyi yelled sharply, and all those resentful spirits screamed and rushed towards Jiang Yexue.Jiang Yexue flicked his sleeves, boosting his spiritual flow, trying to pull these evil spirits back into his camp.

But at this moment, he heard Murong Chuyi sneer and say: "Yue Yexue, you are right."

"You steal people's spiritual power, destroy people's spiritual core, feed people poison, and manipulate people's hearts. I can't compare with you, I can't match you."

"..." Jiang Yexue stared at him closely, not understanding what he meant for a moment.

"I'm tired of being your puppet, but in order to protect Yue Chenqing, I've been enduring it, no matter how disgusting it is, I'll bear it."

"..."

"To be honest, I've endured it to the end, and I don't want to take care of the Yue family's affairs."

Hearing him give up, Jiang Yexue was almost relieved, and took a step forward: "Chu Yi, if you don't interfere in today's affairs, then for your sake, I can't..."

Murong Chuyi looked at him calmly.

"Jiang Yexue, you don't need to negotiate terms with me, and you will never try to manipulate me again in your life."

Jiang Yexue was startled.

There was a hint of sigh in Murong Chuyi's expression, and he said in a low voice: "It's been more than twenty years, between you and me, it's time to end."

Jiang Yexue came to her senses suddenly, stepped forward suddenly, and shouted palely, "Chu Yi——!"

But it was too late, and the wind rustled the clothes and silk.

He missed it, and Murong Chuyi's sleeves flew past his fingertips.

Before Jiang Yexue could save her, the blood-stained white clothes fluttered suddenly and fell into the turbulent molten pool of blood!

Dead silence.

For a while, neither Yue Chenqing, Jiang Yexue, nor even Mo Xi thought it was true.

Murong Chuyi was too decisive and straightforward, just like anything he did before, as long as he thought about it, he would do it. He didn't say anything more, and he didn't have any attachments to anyone, and he didn't want anyone people explain.

Or maybe he knew that Jiang Yexue could manipulate his body again very quickly, so he didn't give Jiang Yexue a chance to keep it.

Murong Chuyi seemed to be ruthless all along.

Even to himself.

For a moment, Mo Xi felt that Murong Chuyi would soon come back to the ground from under the edge of the pond like Zhaoxue exiles an immortal, just like when he once killed the sword demon Li Qingqian, the man was understated and sure of victory .

But no.

The pool of blood was gurgling, and a huge scarlet wave sprang out again. The wave turned into a twisted evil spirit, roaring and hunting towards Jiang Yexue!

Yue Chenqing finally recovered from the torrent, and shouted hoarsely: "Fourth Uncle!! No, don't!!!"

As for Jiang Yexue, he was still in a daze, with his eyes wide open and his canthus tearing open.

He raised his hand, he was obviously able to stop that momentary attack, but the scene of Murong Chuyi being swallowed by the pool of blood seemed to be swaying in front of his eyes, and the last words of Murong Chuyi seemed to be lingering in his ears.

He didn't even think it was real.

In his calculation, everyone's death has been counted, and anyone's life can be used as a bargaining chip.

But the only thing he didn't count was Murong Chuyi.

Jiang Yexue stood there stiffly, perhaps even he himself didn't understand why he stood there in a daze.Before he had time to question his own heart, and before he had time to understand what his feelings were, the frenzied flow of the pool of blood had already rushed towards him—suddenly engulfing him—!

moment.

Those intense reds filled everything in front of me.

Jiang Yexue couldn't help but murmured tremblingly: "...you really...you really...hate me so much?"

No one answered, the scarlet in front of my eyes was like that old plum tree many years ago, leaning against the pink and white wall, blooming just as brightly...

At that time, he was young, upright, spotless, and never sorry to anyone.Holding an umbrella, he walked behind the boy standing with his back to him, smiled and said softly, "Whose family are you from? Why don't you hold an umbrella in such a heavy snowstorm?"

When Murong Chuyi looked back, there was no hatred in his eyes, nor the disappointment and sadness that followed.

Just looked at him quietly.

It was different from the first meeting, in a daze he seemed to see Murong Chuyi smiling at him, the young man said to him against the backdrop of the wind, snow and plum blossoms: "It's the first time we meet, my name is Murong Chuyi."

Jiang Yexue felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the past 20 years had pierced into his chest cavity.In the first half of his life, he stuck to the righteous way and did not get justice in the world, but at least Murong Chuyi trusted him to protect him, and in the second half of his life, he was bloody and scheming, and just when he was about to take all the power back into his hands, he discovered——

It was the same person who stood in front of him.

But Murong Chuyi once protected him.

At a time when everyone was far away from him and old friends were avoiding him, it was Murong Chuyi who gave him a place to stay, gave him recognition, encouragement and a home.

Maybe Murong Chuyi didn't hate him, it was him himself. At the moment he fell into the evil way, he had personally killed Jiang Yexue whom Murong Chuyi respected.

In his final consciousness, all he heard was Yue Chenqing's heart-piercing wailing and crying: "Fourth Uncle!!!!"

Where is he your fourth uncle?

Jiang Yexue thought so.

At the beginning of the story, he was clearly only my man...

How wonderful it would be if our time only stayed in that year, that day, under that old plum tree...

"Fourth uncle...fourth, fourth uncle...!!"

The frenzied flow of wraiths swallowed him up.

The wave of blood receded, and even the wreckage of the bamboo warrior on the shore and the wraith who jumped out of the pool of blood were carried back.Xiao Lan'er fell to the ground, completely passed out, Yue Chenqing knelt on the ground with a plop, stumbled and crawled towards the blood pool, his face was full of tears, weeping.

"Fourth Uncle... don't... don't want you to go... ah..." At the end, there was only a groaning in grief, "I won't be angry with you anymore... please... please ..."

As if finally answering his plea.

Suddenly, a warm white light floated from the pool of blood.

Yue Chenqing raised her head suddenly, her pupils narrowed, her whole body was trembling, and the color of her lips faded away in an instant.He was so desperate yet full of hope, his hands and feet rubbed bloodstains on the ground, and he crawled over there: "Fourth Uncle..."

It is indeed Murong Chuyi who floated on the surface of the pool of blood, but he is already in the form of a sacrificial soul, he has no more spiritual power, and no more time, his white body has gradually become transparent.

Just like when Yue Chenqing got into trouble before, he was exactly the same when he came out to save him. Murong Chu's silk belt fluttered, his sleeves fluttered, and Zhaoxue's sword light enveloped him, making him fall to the ground like a god descending from the earth.

What's different from before is that when Murong Chuyi rescued him in the past, he always looked impatient, and didn't look at him directly, let alone talk to him.

But this time, without the black magic spell that Jiang Yexue cast on him, Murong Chuyi no longer had to worry about contaminating that person with demon energy if he got too close. , Smiling and lowered his eyes, raised his white hand, and gently covered the top of Yue Chenqing's hair.

Yue Chenqing was sobbing uncontrollably, and finally burst into tears like rain.

"You've done a good job, Yue Chenqing." Murong Chuyi's voice was ethereal like smoke, drifting away in the Huntian Cave after the catastrophe, "It's a pity that fourth uncle never properly accompanied you and taught you, I never hurt you."

"No... No!! You treat me well! It's me who failed you, it's me... Fourth Uncle, don't go! You can change me, can you change me..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Chuyi stretched out two fingers, and lightly tapped Yue Chenqing's forehead, "You are still young, and there is still a long way to go. This is the last time I will save you, and I will do more in the future." Be diligent and work hard. Remember, you are not just Muronghuang's son."

He paused, then said softly:

"You are also my nephew, Yue Chenqing."

After finishing speaking, he walked to Mo Xi's side, put his hand on Mo Xi's heart, and passed the last soul power to him little by little, dispelling the intractable demonic poison.

Mo Xi choked out a mouthful of blood, he was finally able to move, and said hoarsely in his throat, "Murong..."

Murong Chuyi shook his head, and asked in a low voice, "You haven't told Gu Mang that I am his brother, have you?"

"..."

"Then never tell him." Murong Chuyi said softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xihe."

He moved his hand away from Mo Xi's chest, and the phantom became more and more faint and thin, almost becoming an indistinguishable spectacle.

"Everyone has his own destiny, and the relationship is shallow and the relationship is deep. It seems that I am destined to miss him. I will never make the appointment tomorrow. Please let him... let him cherish himself."

The last bit of brilliance gradually dissipated, only Murong Chuyi's voice was still in the cave, it was a gentleness that people had never heard in these years.

"Don't expect me..."