Chapter 48

Everyone was shocked.

Chi Ying instantly rushed to the front, baring his teeth, letting out a threatening growl from his throat, his muscles tensed, staring intently at Su He who was staggering towards them.

The cold light shone on his face, which looked so pale and lifeless.

Su He was holding a shopping bag with the words "Sanmu Supermarket" printed on it. It dropped at the door with a "click" and the things inside rolled all over the floor, but he was unaware of it and just moved his feet stiffly.

"Who...are...you..."

"Who...are...you..."

"Who...are...you..."

Like a stuck tape recorder, he stopped, his dark pupils unfocused, staring straight in the direction of Gu An.

He tilted his head in an uncoordinated manner, raised his hand with trembling hands covered with dirt between his nails, and pointed at Gu An: "Who... are you..."

Su He seemed to only repeat this sentence stubbornly.

Gu An's eyes fell on the fingers that were close to him. The nails were the dark blue color that only a dying person would have. Then he quickly scanned the face in front of him, which was exactly the same as Su Chengyue's, and his gaze lingered on the few strands of gray hair that were faintly visible under the messy black hair on the other's forehead.

Gu An looked away and said in a cold voice, "His soul is incomplete and he is not far from death."

His voice was indifferent, as if he was just commenting on today's weather.

"That's right."

He Miao, who had been hiding at the back, walked over to Gu An and said firmly, "His vitality has completely dissipated, and his meridians are probably broken. Now he's just a walking corpse driven by obsession. There's nothing to be afraid of."

As he spoke, He Miao moved closer to Su He, tilted his head and looked carefully at the lifeless face.

"Who...are...you..."

"Your father."

"Who...are...you..."

"Your father."

"Who...are...you..."

Seeing that the other party could only repeat himself dully, without even the slightest possibility of communication, He Miao suddenly felt bored, curled his lips, and stood up, ready to leave.

In this moment of relaxation.

Something strange happened suddenly.

A withered hand, with the sound of breaking through the air, pierced He Miao's chest as fast as a ghost.

Bu Suanzi's eyes were bloodshot: "He Xiaoshui!!!!!!!!!"

“Puff—”

The muffled sound that made their scalps tingle startled everyone.

He Miao's body suddenly stiffened, and severe pain exploded from his chest and spread throughout his body. He lowered his head in disbelief and saw a bloody hand piercing through his chest.

He felt a hole in his body, and a cold wind was pouring in from that hole: "I..."

Su He was grabbed by the neck by Gu An in a flash and thrown against the wall.

His eyes were cold and he reached out to pull the arm that was still stuck in He Miao's chest.

“Woof woof woof!!!”

Chi Ying suddenly pounced forward, bit Gu An's sleeve tightly, and shook his head frantically to stop him.

[Don't pull it out forcefully! It will cause heavy bleeding and could be fatal! Call an ambulance! Quick!]

Bu Suanzi had also rushed forward and caught He Miao's limp body. His touch was cold, slippery, and covered in blood.

His voice was shaking: "Yes... an ambulance... call an ambulance quickly..."

Gu An didn't respond immediately. His brows furrowed as he stared at the hand that had pierced his chest. A hint of subtle confusion lingered in his tone, "As far as I know, it's not easy for a mortal in this world to pierce an adult's chest with their bare hands."

And no matter how weak He Miao is, he is still a cultivator, and his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Bu Suanzi was gripped by immense fear and anger. He looked at Su He, who had been restrained by Gu An and had once again fallen into a state of inactivity. He then looked at He Miao, whose breath was rapidly weakening in his arms. He was almost on the verge of collapse: "I don't know! I'm not sure!! But there is no other way now!! Can you save him?! No!! Because you can't even save yourself now!!"

He almost shouted, took out his cell phone in a hurry, and pressed 120 without hesitation.

"I don't care! I shouldn't have gotten involved in your shit from the beginning! What the hell is this cause and effect bullshit? It's none of my business! Shit…"

Bu Suanzi was speaking incoherently, shouting at the other end of the phone: "Hello? Hello! This is the single-family villa at No. XX, XX Road, XX District! Someone is seriously injured! Chest..."

“Cough… cough cough…”

"My disciple..."

A faint voice suddenly sounded.

Bu Suanzi froze, lowering his head in disbelief: "Master?!"

The person on the other end of the phone was still anxiously asking: "Sir? Sir, please stay calm! How is the injured person? Is he conscious..."

"I'm fine...I'll hang up first..." He Miao raised his bloodless hand with great difficulty and fumbled to hang up Bu Suanzi's phone which was still on the line.

Bu Suanzi was completely stunned: "You...are you okay?!"

He looked down at the arm still stuck in He Miao's chest, his mind going blank.

He Miao grimaced in pain, his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He took a deep breath and waved to Gu An, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded and a thoughtful look in his eyes. He said weakly, "Excuse me... come here... help me..."

Gu An followed his instructions and approached. He glanced at He Miao's wound and said calmly, "As expected, although this beast is evil, its strength has not yet recovered to its peak. This injury is not enough to kill you, old man."

He Miao forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and every word he spoke was accompanied by severe pain: "That's what I said... but this... really hurts... I've lived for so long... and this is the second time... it hurts so much..."

He took a breath, "Please help me... pull this... claw out... and then... when the blood spurts out... press the six acupuncture points... around my heart... quickly..."

Gu An glanced at He Miao's blood-soaked, tightly wrapped body and instructed Bu Suanzi, "Please unbutton his shirt and pull his pants down to his waist."

Bu Suanzi was stunned: "Huh?"

He Miao nodded with difficulty and explained: "There are... two xue slits... the location... is rather... awkward... taking them off... is more convenient..."

Bu Suanzi: “…”

Chi Ying was relieved to see that He Miao was still able to speak and even give orders.

It seems that the ten million that Tang An promised to this master and disciple is really worth this price. They searched for people in the deserted mountains, dug out corpses in the cesspools, and now they even blocked a fatal blow for someone.

Chi Ying thought that once Tang An was found, he would have to consider doubling the bonus for these two people.

However, there is still a problem right now.

Chi Ying turned his gaze to Su He, who was throttled unconscious by Gu An and collapsed on the ground. He approached cautiously and sniffed.

The next second, Chi Ying suddenly jumped back a step, a strong look of disgust appeared on the dog's face, and a low warning growl came from its throat.

Smelly! ! ! ! ! !

It was a stench mixed with the smell of rotting internal organs, the fishy smell of mud, and some indescribable cold breath.

Chi Ying was instantly reminded of the trauma of his childhood: the corpse of a stray dog ​​on the roadside that was crushed to pieces and crawling with maggots by the wheels.

Even after he buried it with his parents, the smell of death still haunted him for several nights of nightmares.

Chi Ying barked in disgust, alerting everyone.

Bu Suanzi was busy helping He Miao take off his clothes. He waved his hand without even looking up: "Brother, wait a moment. Let's talk about this after we finish."

Gu An also glanced at Chi Ying coldly, and his eyes indicated that he should go wherever it was cooler.

Chi Ying: “…”

At the same time, on the other side, in the ninth heaven.

Su Chengyue had just finished her retreat, and her spiritual energy had not yet fully recovered, but she turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Gu An's residence in a panic.

Ah Tao, who had been waiting silently outside the retreat entrance, watched the familiar figure passing by her with eager anticipation, not even able to give her a glance.

He slowly took off the cold gilded mask on his face, revealing a handsome face with several hideous new scars.

The wind blew through the scattered hair on the cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness.

Ah Tao raised her hand and gently stroked the scars on her cheeks that had scabbed over but were still glaring. A trace of resolute mockery flashed in her eyes, and her fingertips suddenly exerted force and scratched at the scabs.

The fragile flesh that had not yet fully healed was torn apart, and blood gushed out, dripping along his pointed chin and blooming like red plums on his plain clothes.

A Tao stood quietly, as if he felt no pain, just waiting calmly, waiting for the judgment that was bound to come.

Time seemed to stand still.

Maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was a long time.

The streak of light came and went, carrying with it a raging rage that could destroy the world, and it crashed down in front of A Tao.

Su Chengyue seemed to still have a trace of patience towards A Tao.

Instead of beating or scolding him immediately, he stretched out his slender fingers, pinched A Tao's bloody chin with a creepy tenderness, and forced him to lift his head.

"A Tao." Su Chengyue's voice was low and gentle, like a lover's whisper.

A Tao was familiar with this kind of tenderness. Every time Su Chengyue called him like this, there would always be a tenderness in her deep eyes that was enough to drown people, almost giving him an illusion.

Perhaps there is a place for him in the young master's heart.

But if it weren't for the burning and painful wound on her cheek that was forcibly torn, Tao would almost indulge in this false tenderness again.

He could feel that Su Chengyue's fingers, which were pinching his chin, were digging mercilessly into the flesh that he had just scratched.

The severe pain made A Tao's body tremble slightly, but he very slowly forced a smile.

A smile that Su Chengyue disliked the most.

It was not the humble flattery of A Tao as a substitute, but a real smile that belonged to him, with relief and a hint of provocation.

"Sir, do you want to ask about the whereabouts of the Immortal Lord and Young Master Shen?" A Tao's voice was hoarse with blood foam.

"..." The hypocritical smile on Su Chengyue's lips froze and disappeared instantly.

"You did it?"

Ah Tao felt the wound on his cheek being pinched deeper, the pain almost made him blind, but he still maintained that smile: "Master, do you want to kill Ah Tao?"

Su Chengyue's disguise was completely ripped apart, and her furious roar shook the air. A destructive and terrifying force erupted instantly, smashing down on Ah Tao like an invisible hammer: "How dare you betray me???!!!"

A Tao's eyes went dark and blood gushed out of all his orifices. He could clearly feel his bones groaning and his internal organs rupturing. His consciousness was like a candle in the wind, quickly swallowed by the darkness.

A strong fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing up blood foam, and intermittent words flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"I... released them... I envy... them..."

"Young Master... you're so pitiful... just like me... always... chasing after... happiness... that doesn't belong... to you..."

"I love you... and... hate you..."

The last words dissipated into the air.

A heavy muffled sound.

Ah Tao felt his body suddenly lighten, as if the invisible shackles that had been imprisoning him had finally broken, and what followed was a sense of lightness and liberation as if his soul was about to leave his body.

The last sentence he heard before his consciousness completely sank into darkness was Su Chengyue's indifferent and emotionless mockery.

"You only have this face..."

"Looks like him."