Explosive Little Fox Immortal: Little Monk, Don't Run

He is a highly revered monk who has undergone numerous reincarnations and arduous cultivation throughout his lives. She is a descendant of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, one of the ancient mythical beas...

Chapter 235 Stop it

“Little monk…” Liuli pressed her face against Shichan’s chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat. Tears streamed down her face as she choked out, “Don’t kill anymore. When you wake up, you will regret it. I don’t want you to regret it, so stop, little monk.”

Seeing that she had stopped Shi Chan, the crowd behind Liu Li cried out in alarm and hurriedly ran past her and Shi Chan away. Thus, only the two figures, one human and one fox, remained standing embracing each other in the alley.

"Liuli, let him go!" At this moment, Li Molin's panicked voice came from the entrance of the alley. He was still worried about Liuli and rushed over. When he arrived and saw Liuli tightly holding Shichan, his heart clenched and he was greatly alarmed.

Liuli ignored Li Molin's voice. She listened to Shi Chan's heartbeat gradually calming down, gently closed her eyes, and a smile appeared on her lips. But the next moment, Shi Chan's heartbeat suddenly became rapid, "thump thump thump thump" like the sound of war drums urging people to die. Liuli opened her eyes in horror, feeling a sudden pain in her chest.

Li Molin simply took flight and flew over, landing directly behind Liuli. He reached out to pull Liuli closer, his hand only a foot away from hers.

Just then, the crimson light in Shi Chan's eyes suddenly intensified, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

Immediately afterward, a golden blade pierced through Liuli's heart, and crimson blood instantly stained her clothes. Liuli let out a muffled groan of disbelief, raising her small face to look at Shichan's blood-soaked face, his expression filled with bloodlust and sorrow.

At that moment, Li Molin suddenly felt a silence. There was no whistling wind, no shouts, no pleas for mercy; the silence was eerily quiet. All he could see was the blood gushing from her body, a blood too cold to bear.

Li Molin stopped not far behind Liuli, his outstretched hand still frozen in mid-air. Gradually, his fingertips began to tremble, the trembling spreading throughout his body and chilling him to the core. He remained there for a long, long time, until warm tears streamed down his face. Finally, he spoke, calling out in a heart-wrenching voice, "Liuli!!"

Perhaps it was because Liuli's blood was too warm, flowing out and staining Shichan's body, that it finally warmed his heart, which had been chilled by bloodlust. The crimson in his eyes gradually faded, returning to its usual clarity. He lowered his head, looking at the monk's knife in his hand, piercing Liuli's heart. His eyelashes trembled, and his expression changed drastically.

Liuli clearly felt her life force slowly fading away with the gushing blood. She looked up at Shichan's face, which was filled with endless self-blame and remorse, and said weakly, "It's alright, little monk, it's not your fault, it's not your fault at all..."

The monk's knife vanished silently from Shi Chan's hand, and two streams of tears flowed down his blood-soaked face, unable to wash away the blood. His face was filled with remorse, and his voice trembled as he said, "Miss Liuli, what...what have I done? How could I, how could I..."

As he spoke, he broke down in tears.

Liuli weakly reached out and wiped away the tears on his face. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she weakly said, "Little monk, it's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake... You must remember, no matter what you did, it's not your fault, it wasn't what you wanted, it wasn't your intention... Little monk, you mustn't blame yourself or feel uneasy, it's not your fault..."

Shi Chan stared in disbelief at the blood on his hands, choking out, "How could I... how could I kill you? How could I..."

Liuli said weakly, "Don't cry, little monk. I don't like seeing you cry. I like seeing you laugh. You look the most beautiful when you laugh... Little monk, you told me to let you go, and I originally thought I would never bother you again... This time I came to find you just to tell you that you are my Bailing. Do you know that? You are my Bailing..."

Tears streamed down Shi Chan's face, washing away the blood and leaving streaks. His voice was choked and hoarse as he whispered, "I know. Back in Yuntai Cave, I saw my childhood in the illusion array. I saw you teaching me to call your name, Liuli, Liuli..."

"Liuli..." he called out, eventually breaking down in tears.

"So, so you knew all along..." Liuli's eyes closed little by little, and finally, her hand slid limply off Shichan's face. She tilted her head back and almost fell backward, but Shichan quickly caught her to prevent her from falling.

With a "crack," the jade pendant that Yingmo had given her around Liuli's neck sensed the passing of her life and suddenly shattered into tiny fragments that scattered with the wind.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by increasingly loud thunder, the rain that had been gathering for so long, along with snowflakes, finally fell from the sky in a flurry.

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It was early winter, and a heavy rain accompanied by snowflakes covered most of the Central Plains and the entire Fox Plain.

The heavy rain washed away the blood from the lush green grass and soaked the cold corpses of the nine-tailed foxes.

After a long and fierce battle, nearly half of the Buddhist disciples had been killed or wounded, and the remaining monks and nuns were all exhausted. The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, on the other hand, was almost completely wiped out.

Finally, just as the heavy rain began to fall, a mournful cry rang out in the fox plain. Apart from Sakura, the last six-tailed fox fell heavily to the ground from the sky, lifeless.

During the attack on the foxes by the Buddhist disciples, many nine-tailed foxes tried to escape the fox realm in despair but failed and all perished.

With the deaths of the fox demons, most of the surviving monks stopped fighting and busied themselves rescuing their seriously injured companions. Apart from one monk at the Nirvana Realm directing his young disciples, the remaining five monks and nuns at the Nirvana Realm were besieging Yingmo, the only remaining member of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan.

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