Chapter 212 [Alien Species - Zhao Xin] Previous Life
This vicious cycle caused considerable psychological harm to Mu Chi.
The extra memory he had told him that he had made a vow long ago that he would be Cheng Yuanzhou's man in life and Cheng Yuanzhou's ghost in death. He could not accept Murong Lian, nor could he kill him.
He has been even more confused these days than in the past twelve years.
"Wen Nu, did Cheng Yuanzhou touch you too?"
No wonder Murong Lian felt this way. Mu Chi muttered to Cheng Yuanzhou in his dream, and would rather hurt himself than accept himself.
"Were you forced?" He stroked Mu Chi's thin face. Mu Chi shrank back for a split second, but was quickly pulled back. "Wen Nu?"
Mu Chi's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't struggle free, so he fell into Murong Lian's arms.
"As long as you say yes, as long as you nod, even if it means he's at the ends of the earth, I will make him lose his soul."
He had already made such concessions, but Mu Chi still refused to say anything. He remained silent, and even his eyes were wandering, looking at him but not at him.
"Wen Hanshuang."
He called his name.
Mu Chi did not respond.
"Wen Hanshuang, you already knew that Cheng Yuanzhou was not dead, and you have been lying dormant for many years just to return to him."
So at that time, when he arrived at the territory of Wangyoumen, Mu Chi wanted to kill him.
"It's a pity that I didn't die. Are you disappointed that you couldn't get rid of me, this big worry in your heart?"
The agarwood in the hall burned bitterly, and the candle wick "crackled" and a spark flew out, reflecting two golden dots in his pupils, which looked dead and crazy.
Murong Lian suddenly smiled, a very light smile, and patted his back as if to coax a child: "Okay, if you don't say it, I will take it as your consent." He raised his hand, and his fingertips brushed across Mu Chi's cracked lips, picked up a little blood, and put it into his mouth and slowly licked it clean.
"Cheng Yuanzhou." He chewed on the name like a piece of raw meat. "I originally wanted to spare his life, so you could see with your own eyes how he knelt before me and begged for mercy. But you were reluctant to speak, so I had to assume that I felt sorry for him."
The madness in Murong Lian's eyes almost overflowed. He pressed Mu Chi onto the bed, digging his fingertips into his waist. "Since you care so much about him, I will grant your wish—watch him turn to ashes."
Saying this and threatening like this were the most effective methods in the past, but Mu Chi was different today. He was completely immersed in Wen Hanshuang's memory. He didn't hear anything Murong Lian said, and naturally couldn't answer him.
Murong Lian stared at him, as if she wanted to see through him.
Mu Chi suddenly asked, "Murong Lian, am I really the only one in your heart?"
"You are my only cauldron, so you are naturally unique." He hugged her in his arms.
After a few days, the Demon Realm, which had stabilized, fell into chaos again. All the major families disappeared. No, to be precise, everyone disappeared. There was not a trace of them in the entire Murong Mansion, or even in the Demon Realm.
Murong Lian was guarding Mu Chi. Mu Chi seemed to have noticed something and walked straight out. No matter how Murong Lian tried to stop him, she couldn't.
"Wen Nu, where are you going?"
Mu Chi didn't say anything. As they walked, they arrived at the gate of the demon world. The light that seeped in from the human world shone on a person, who was deep in his memory.
"...Brother Yuanzhou." He called out uncertainly.
At the same time, Murong Lian was stunned for a moment, then she grabbed Mu Chi's wrist tightly, not letting him get any closer.
Mu Chi struggled hard, raised his hand and bit it.
"Let go, just let go."
"Cheng Yuanzhou, what did you do!" Murong Lian panicked for the first time in his life. At this moment, he suddenly felt that as long as Cheng Yuanzhou beckoned, his Wen Nu would abandon him and leave him regardless of their twelve years of friendship.
As Cheng Yuanzhou approached, the two of them could see clearly that this Cheng Yuanzhou was different from the one they had seen before. The Cheng Yuanzhou before had black hair and thick eyebrows, but now he had gray hair and a pale face.
Isn’t this the five signs of decline of heavenly beings?
"Hanshuang, do you still remember?" Cheng Yuanzhou didn't answer Murong Lian, his eyes only focused on Mu Chi. "You were killed by him right here. You said you remembered our friendship, and you said you regretted it."
Mu Chi said: "I remember, you said you would resurrect me, you..." He paused, "how much did you pay."
"Don't worry, I've already left the mortal world. I won't die, and we can be together forever." Cheng Yuanzhou opened his arms, "Come, come here."
As soon as Mu Chi took a step, Murong Lian pulled him back.
"...Wen Nu." Murong Lian didn't know why he couldn't use his magic power. "You are not allowed to go."
"Who are you?" Cheng Yuanzhou's face suddenly darkened. He said to Murong Lian, "You've been ruining my plan and my formation from the very beginning."
When Hua Jin first arrived here, he remembered everything, but he exposed his identity and let Cheng Yuanzhou find him. Cheng Yuanzhou didn't know who he was or where he came from. He was only worried that the formation to resurrect Wen Hanshuang would change, so he wanted to kill Hua Jin.
But in this world dominated by him, he couldn't kill an outsider, he could only seal his original memory.
"You and Murong Lian both deserve to die!"
Cheng Yuanzhou raised his hand, and a huge formation formed under the feet of the three people.
Mu Chi shook off his hand, walked towards Cheng Yuanzhou, and under Murong Lian's gaze, embraced him.
"Wen Nu!" Murong Lian was angry, but was entangled in the formation and could not stop it.
"Hanshuang, can we start over?" Cheng Yuanzhou asked tentatively, but he felt a heavy blow from behind. "Hanshuang?" He was puzzled and looked down at Mu Chi.
"Cheng Yuanzhou, if my guess is correct, you are the true owner of the Heart Mirror. You've put so much thought into it and harmed countless people. If you want to resurrect Wen Hanshuang, does he dare to come back to life?"
"Han Shuang, I'm sorry for you."
"Wen Hanshuang is living a painful life, it's better for him to die." Mu Chi let him go, and the look in his eyes when he looked at him was the same as Wen Hanshuang's two thousand years ago, full of disappointment.
A huge mirror appeared in the center of the formation with brilliant light. It said, "Master, I brought his reincarnation to see you, and you also saw him. Why did you trap yourself here?"
“Hehehahahaha…”
Cheng Yuanzhou doesn't just want to see Wen Hanshuang, he wants to be with Wen Hanshuang for the rest of her life.
"You—" He pointed at Mu Chi, "You knew this a long time ago."
"Yes, I knew it a long time ago, but I didn't expect that I was your obsession. Two thousand years later, Cheng Yuanzhou, I still resent you in my heart. The one who really wants me dead is not Murong Lian, but you!"
"How could that be... If I wanted you dead, why would I have gone to such great lengths and painstaking efforts to set up the formation for two thousand years? Han Shuang, I love you. You have always been in my heart. I didn't realize it at the time. I thought you had already defected to Murong Lian."
People often learn to cherish things only after they lose them.
"Is there any point at this point? You created the Heart Mirror, bringing disaster to the lives of the people and injuring my disciples. Now let's put an end to the old and new grudges."
Wen Hanshuang didn't want to live in this world, but he is no longer Wen Hanshuang now. He has a new life. He is Mu Chi, the master of Yinyou Valley.
"You want me to die?" Cheng Yuanzhou covered his chest in disbelief and stepped back.
Mu Chi looked at him, not wanting him to die, but wanting him to reincarnate. The Heart Mirror said that Cheng Yuanzhou had been living in the mirror, repeating Wen Hanshuang's death for two thousand years and unable to get out.
He was asked to enter the mirror world not only to save Hua Jin, but also because he was the person for whom Cheng Yuanzhou had spent his entire life cultivating and gathering souls. He was Wen Hanshuang.
But Cheng Yuanzhou had already died, and what was reflected in the mirror was his obsession that had been unable to reunite with other souls. Only by breaking him up and returning to reality could he be reincarnated.
"Yes." Mu Chi's fingertips were swords. During the days when Cheng Yuanzhou helped him escape, he saved up his spiritual power for today.
"Hahahaha—" Cheng Yuanzhou suddenly laughed, and the energy around him turned into a shield, blocking Mu Chi's sword. "Wen Hanshuang, you betrayed me! Then let's die together! You can't be with me, and don't even think about being with anyone else!"
The formation beneath his feet glowed red, and Mu Chi dodged back to Murong Lian's side. His figure was imprinted in the mirror, and then he walked out of the mirror, surrounded by lenses.
The Heart Mirror returned to Cheng Yuanzhou's hands and was finally torn into pieces.
"Stay here, die here. I'll inject our memories into this mirror puppet, and you won't hate me or want to kill me. Okay?"
As soon as Wen Hanshuang finished speaking, he waved his hand and the lens behind him attacked him. He had no time to react before the mirror blade had already pierced his shoulder, along with Murong Lian.
Strangely, the wound did not bleed, but instead left behind some lens residue, and it did not hurt.
Suddenly, Wen Hanshuang turned into a lens and shattered all over the ground. Cheng Yuanzhou spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was the hidden mental method he had implanted into his body that took effect.
"Cheng Yuanzhou, it's time to wake up from the dream."
Go reincarnate, Brother Yuanzhou.
"No, it's not over yet..." Cheng Yuanzhou stared at Mu Chi deeply. All that came to his mind were the scenes when he and Wen Hanshuang skipped classes together at the Cheng Mansion. He had never been beaten before, it was all Hanshuang who took it all. "We are not over yet, Hanshuang..."
Before he finished speaking, his body gradually became transparent.
At this moment, Mu Chi's body suddenly softened, and he lay back and fell into Murong Lian's arms.
Cheng Yuanzhou had left, the formation had dissipated, and there was nothing around, everything was gray and empty. Mu Chi could even hear his own heartbeat.
Dong...
Dong...
Dong...
He might die here.
“Master…”
Mu Chi opened his eyes, Hua Jin held him and gave him spiritual power.
Hua Jin also remembered everything at this moment.
"I'm sorry, I'm useless."
He looked at that face and suddenly burst into tears. The light in his palm had gone out, and they would be trapped here forever.
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When Mu Chi woke up, he had already returned to Xishan. He had a headache and felt heartbroken. Before he could rest, someone pushed the door open and came in.
The person who came was Zhu Yingyan.
"You're awake, that's great."
"Where is Xiaojin?" Mu Chi asked.
"After he brought you back, he left and disappeared."
Mu Chi closed his eyes, and Zhu Yingyan continued, "It has been verified that the destruction of Nanhua Temple was caused by His Highness Jing from the Demon Realm. The major sects have already discussed seeking justice for Nanhua Temple and attacking Jing Mansion. His Highness Jing has been imprisoned in the Demon Realm, never to be released. The Demonic Aura of the Demon Realm was in turmoil, but it suddenly calmed down again in an instant."
"What about Moba?" He opened his eyes and asked the question he cared about most. If he could find the Star-Devouring Moba, he would know Hua Jin's location.
"Dead."
"Who did it?" He was a little shocked. He couldn't even withstand the giant creature. What kind of master could get rid of it? A goddess?
"I don't know, but there are rumors that it was Xiao Jin who killed him. How is that possible?"
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