His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force: "I betrayed her trust and caused her to end up like this. Over the years, whenever the night is quiet, I can always hear her crying echoing in my ears."
Xiao Feng looked at Nangong Chuyue's pained expression and gently shook his head.
He stepped forward, his expression gentle yet firm, and said, “Lord City Lord, forgive my bluntness, but if what happened back then is truly as you say, and Lan Ying still harbors resentment towards you, then her desire to see you now would not be such an obsession.”
As he spoke, Xiao Feng gently patted Nangong Chuyue's shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of comfort: "Some things can only be resolved when the two of you face to face. Otherwise, you wouldn't have stopped your own immortal power from overflowing."
"Lord of the City, go and see Lan Ying. Perhaps many things can be resolved because of her."
"Perhaps this is exactly what you truly desire in your heart."
As Nangong Chuyue listened to Xiao Feng's words, the struggle in her eyes gradually subsided.
He took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.
A resolute look finally appeared on that sorrowful face.
"Very well," Nangong Chuyue said softly, "It's time to face it."
He looked at Xiao Feng and Sima Yan: "Then I'll trouble you two to accompany me to Mogan Mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them took to the air.
Xiao Feng and Sima Yan each stepped onto a flying sword, while Nangong Chuyue stood on a cloud formed by golden light.
They flew through the air like three streaks of light piercing the sky.
During the flight, Sima Yan suddenly spoke up: "There's something I don't understand."
He frowned, looking puzzled: "Lan Ying should have already understood that what happened back then was a misunderstanding. It was the Nangong family that manipulated the City Lord's body, which led to the City Lord taking away the spiritual power from Lan Ying's own body."
He turned to the other two and continued his analysis: "Logically speaking, she shouldn't harbor such deep resentment towards the city lord. But why does she still have such overwhelming resentment? This resentment has even condensed into a resentment realm."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's expression changed drastically.
His brow furrowed: "Now that you mention it, I've thought of a possibility."
He lowered his voice and asked in a serious tone, "Could someone be manipulating her?"
The moment those words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.
Both Nangong Chuyue and Sima Yan's expressions became unusually serious.
“If that’s the case,” Nangong Chuyue said in a deep voice, “then our trip will probably be more than just clearing up misunderstandings.”
Xiao Feng nodded: "In any case, we must proceed with caution."
The three said no more and increased their flying speed. The outline of Mogan Mountain was already faintly visible in the distance.
With such mixed feelings, the three arrived at the foot of Mogan Mountain.
Xiao Feng looked up and saw towering mountains shrouded in mist, a chilling aura emanating from them.
He couldn't help but shiver, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.
"This place is really eerie," Xiao Feng muttered to himself. "Can you feel it? That chilling aura."
Nangong Chuyue and Sima Yan nodded silently, both with solemn expressions on their faces.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred!
The dense black resentment surged like a raging tide, suddenly rising to a tremendous level.
The pitch-black resentment was so real that it twisted and tumbled in the air, emitting a chilling roar.
"Not good!" Xiao Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and alarm bells rang in his mind.
He suddenly realized that Lan Ying's condition was extremely unstable at the moment, and she was likely being controlled by resentment.
The thought of Zhao Yuwei still being by Lan Ying's side made him as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Lan Ying!" Xiao Feng shouted from the foot of the mountain, his voice filled with anxiety and worry: "I've brought her back to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the resentment seemed to be stimulated and surged wildly again.
A powerful suction force was instantly formed, and before the three could react, they were drawn into it.
Xiao Feng felt dizzy and disoriented, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
The whistling sound was incessant, and I was enveloped in a bone-chilling cold.
He tried to struggle, but found that his limbs were as if they were bound and he could not move.
After an unknown amount of time, when Xiao Feng finally came to his senses, he found himself in a strange and desolate place where snow was falling all around.
All around was a vast expanse of white, and the cold wind howled, as if trying to freeze one's soul.
He instinctively hugged his arms, only to find that the chill here did not come from the outside, but from the fear deep within his heart.
"Where is this?" Xiao Feng muttered to himself, his eyes searching for his companions in the icy, snowy landscape.
Just then, Lan Ying's figure slowly appeared.
He stood in the wind and snow, emaciated and with a vacant look in his eyes, like a flickering candle in a raging storm.
That once spirited woman now seems to have had all her vitality drained away, leaving only an empty shell.
When Lan Ying's gaze fell on Nangong Chuyue, a complex look flashed in her eyes.
There is the warmth of the past, and the helplessness of the present.
There is deep longing, and even more unspeakable pain.
In that instant, it seemed as if a thousand words were condensed in those eyes.
Looking at Lan Ying, whom she had longed for for many years, Nangong Chuyue could no longer control her emotions.
His eyes instantly reddened, his lips trembled, and his voice choked with emotion: "Lan Ying, all these years, I've thought of you every single moment..."
His voice sounded so thin in the wind and snow, yet it was full of deep emotion.
That longing, that pain, that unyielding love all burst forth at this moment.
As Lan Ying listened to Nangong Chuyue's lament, a bitter smile appeared on her face, a smile full of bitterness.
"I..." Lan Ying tried to speak, but her expression suddenly turned painful.
Lan Ying felt her heart being torn apart; one half wanted to run to her beloved, while the other half was held back by the power of darkness.
Just then, Zhao Yuwei slowly walked over.
Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhao Yuwei was unharmed.
Looking at the former lovers, Zhao Yuwei felt a surge of pity.
She said softly, "The two of them need some time to talk alone. Let's go wait over there with Xiao Feng and Sima Yan."
Everyone silently stepped aside and waited quietly.
No one expected that such a sudden change would occur.
Lan Ying's previously calm face suddenly twisted, and a look of madness flashed in her eyes.
In that instant, it was as if something exploded within her, completely consuming her reason.
The dark forces that had been suppressed deep within him erupted like a volcano, completely taking control of his mind and body.
The next second, Lan Ying pounced on Nangong Chuyue like a wild beast out of control.
Her movements were lightning fast, and her eyes were filled with nothing but naked killing intent.
Nangong Chuyue had no time to dodge and was struck hard by Lan Ying, her body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
With a loud bang, Nangong Chuyue crashed heavily onto the snow.
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