"Damn it! What kind of look is that? Don't you believe I can kill them?"
Yang Wei got up cursing and yelled, then charged forward again.
Rumble!
The void shattered, sword light surged, and endless black energy spread out. The black patterns on Yang Wei's body became deeper and deeper, and his entire state became more and more frenzied.
With his long hair disheveled, he roared to the sky, abandoning all defense, or rather, he never defended at all. He was in a state of frenzy, completely exchanging injury for injury, determined to kill to the bitter end.
Unfortunately, no matter how talented or how insane his swordsmanship was, this disciple of the Nine Yang Holy Sect was ultimately outnumbered and was quickly struck by several powerful forces. The four great suns surrounding his body exploded, and his entire body fell from the sky once again.
"Cough cough, damn it, that was an accident, let's try again!"
Yang Wei's blood and bones roared, resonated, and burned as he charged forward once again, like an unkillable cockroach.
Boom!
But his cool moment lasted only three seconds before his body fell again.
Then they rushed up again.
It was shot down again.
This happened repeatedly, dozens of times, leaving the enemies completely bewildered.
"Is this madness so powerful?"
Many people frowned and took ruthless action, no longer holding back.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Holy crap! I can't do this anymore!"
Yang Wei lay on the ground, groaning weakly. His chest heaved violently, riddled with several bloody holes from being shot through it, the sight of blood gushing out was horrifying.
"You damned woman, when you become a ghost in the underworld, you must be my wife and give me a lot of ghost babies, or I'll haunt you and haunt you as a ghost!"
Yang Wei stared at Luo Xin'er with his big, round eyes, his expression as if he wanted to devour her.
"Why...why did you save me?"
Luo Xin'er whispered, her soul lamp was about to go out, and her eyelids drooped.
"I do what I want, it's none of your business."
Yang Wei pursed his lips, and his vital energy was gradually dissipating.
Finally, he asked:
"Then why would you rather marry that idiot Nangong Zheng than come back to my clan and have a baby with me?"
“Because…you’re ugly,” Luo Xin’er answered truthfully.
“............” Upon hearing this, Yang Wei, who was on the verge of death, jumped up, but he lost his balance and stumbled and fell, his breathing becoming even more labored.
But his voice suddenly became a powerful roar again.
"Damn it, is it because I'm ugly?"
Yang Wei questioned.
Luo Xin'er turned her head away, "Isn't that enough?"
Yang Wei: ...Not enough? It should be enough, right...?
"Never mind, never mind, you're a good woman in every way, except you're a little blind."
Yang Wei suddenly waved his hand weakly, "If you weren't blind, you wouldn't have fallen for that hypocritical pretty boy, Nangong Zheng."
"Yes, perhaps my eyes really are blind."
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Luo Xin'er's pale lips.
"Then why do you like me?"
Luo Xin'er asked.
Yang Wei snorted coldly and said, "Because I've chased many women with a knife in my life, and you were the slowest one. That makes me feel like I can catch up."
"??????"
Luo Xin'er fell silent... This man's delusions are really serious.
"You wretched woman, if we had another chance, would you be willing to come back to the clan with me and have a baby?"
Yang Wei got up, sat on the ground, and stared intently at Luo Xin'er with his big, dark eyes.
Luo Xin'er pouted, "I'm sorry, although I don't understand why you're so insistent on someone else going back to your clan to have a baby with you, I don't want to lie to you, I don't want to."
"What? The wind is too strong, what did you say? I can't hear you!"
"What?! You're saying you're willing?!"
"Hahaha, I knew it! With my looks, how could any woman in the world resist the temptation to go back to my ancestral home and have my babies?"
Yang Wei laughed loudly, but the louder he laughed, the more violently he coughed, coughing up many of his broken organs, which fell onto the rain-soaked ground stained with blood.
The rain on this desolate plain seemed to suddenly intensify.
Looking at the man laughing forlornly in the rain, Luo Xin'er suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
But she pursed her lips and ultimately said nothing.
"Pah!"
Yang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it, lying around waiting to die isn't my style."
"So, we have to do it one more time, just the last time."
"Damn it, even if I burn my soul to the bone and can't reincarnate, I'll still drag a few of them down with me."
"Hahaha, you sons of bitches, my greatsword has been thirsting for blood for a long time. Stick out your heads and accept the glory of death I bestow upon you."
Yang Wei gripped the broken broadsword and roared to the sky.
At this moment, he was about to burn his life, unleashing the final and most powerful strike of his life.
Self-destruct!
Aim at an enemy, rush up, hug him, kiss him twice, let out a series of villainous "heh heh" laughs, and then self-destruct your soul, perishing together with the enemy.
"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct! Scatter!"
Someone suddenly shouted, instantly retreating a hundred miles, and summoned a magical artifact. Light flowed around him, forming rings of defense, protecting him completely.
The self-destruction of a Nascent Soul cultivator is no joke.
If things go wrong, you could end up taking the other side down with you.
"Sigh... why bother?"
Luo Xin'er sighed, looking at that resolute figure, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
He was originally the Holy Son of the Nine Yang Holy Sect, with unparalleled talent and a profound background. He could have lived a carefree life. But now, for someone like himself, he is willing to give up his cultivation of hundreds of years and the Dao he has pursued all his life, causing his soul to dissipate and preventing him from entering the cycle of reincarnation.
How could someone like her, who caused the destruction of her sect, possibly have any merit or ability?
A tear slid down the corner of the woman's eye.
Suddenly a small hand reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye.
Luo Xin'er lowered her head, looked at her, and murmured, "I'm sorry..."
"Hahaha, you're the hermaphrodite, that's it! Come on the road with me!"
Yang Wei spotted the person who had initially called his master ugly and had even dragged him into it, and charged at him, intending to die together with him.
However, just as he was about to self-destruct, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out from the rain.
"Young man, don't be so impatient!"
With a hum, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure in white robes, more radiant than the moonlight, emerged from them.
The moment he appeared, the torrential rain seemed to stop instantly.
Raindrops hung suspended in mid-air, as if carried on the man's shoulder.
At the same time, Qin Shou flicked his sleeve, and a gentle breeze swept by. Yang Wei's body, which was about to explode due to the energy, instantly returned to calm, and all the energy that was about to leak out of his body was suppressed.
"S-senpai...!"
Luo Xin'er, who had already resolved to die, suddenly widened her pupils as if in a final burst of energy.
At this moment, her long-forgotten memories seemed to rekindle, flashing wildly through her mind.
On the steps of Luoshui Sect, she held the arm of this man who looked like a celestial being, calling him "Dear Master" repeatedly. With each call, she would find a treasure on the steps.
Back then, she was a little money-grubber, with big, smiling eyes; she must have been incredibly happy.
The first thing I noticed about this person was how handsome he was; the second thing was how incredibly wealthy he was...
Back then, the senior sister saved Sister Wen's life. Later, Sister Wen brought her master to pay homage to the mountain and gave the Luoshui Sect many treasures, which brought the Luoshui Sect a century of glory.
Before leaving, he gave his master a jade slip, saying that if the Luoshui Sect encountered trouble in the future, he could crush the jade slip and he would sense it and rush over to help the Luoshui Sect overcome the calamity.
Now, more than a hundred years have passed in a flash, and she never expected that he would actually come.
He came, and he kept his promise!
"Sigh...it seems I'm a little late."
Qin Shou looked around and finally his gaze fell on the woman below who was on the verge of death.
He saw through her condition at a glance; her soul had been burned out, and she was only clinging to life by the magical treasure she possessed.
"Little girl, why didn't you crush that jade slip sooner?"
Qin Shou's figure flickered and appeared beside Luo Xin'er. Chaotic energy circulated around him, forcibly keeping Luo Xin'er's life hanging by a thread.
"Senior, you've arrived!"
At this moment, Luo Xin'er's eyes suddenly reddened. She wanted to burst into tears, but she couldn't. Every major emotional fluctuation would cause her to dissipate instantly.
"I am coming. "
The Qin beast nodded.
"Senior, this is my daughter. She has been poisoned by a centipede at the Nascent Soul stage. She is only able to hold on thanks to a pill... cough cough, to protect her heart meridian, but she is about to give up. Can you save her?"
Please, save her.
Silent tears flooded the girl's eyes, streaming down her cheeks and mixing with blood.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine."
Qin Shou looked at Luo Xin'er with a serious expression.
Upon hearing this, Luo Xin'er felt as if she had received a reassuring pill, and her heaving chest gradually calmed down.
"Senior, could you take her with you?"
Luo Xin'er looked at Qin Shou with pleading eyes.
"Where do you want me to take her?"
Qin Shou asked.
Luo Xin'er's fingers twitched slightly, moving little by little to Qin Shou's feet. Then she tightly gripped Qin Shou's trouser leg, her voice trembling as she said:
“I…I want her to live.”
"Senior, could you take her to where you live?"
"Or, if you're worried about the hassle, you can take her to an ordinary family, let her forget everything, and live a peaceful life."
"Senior, I beg you, please say yes?"
At this moment, Luo Xin'er was already sobbing uncontrollably.
She lived a proud life, a pampered little princess, but now she has brought ruin to her sect, and can't even save her own daughter.
She's still so young.
"Okay, I promise."
Qin Shou slowly squatted down, took the girl's hands, which were covered in blood and so mangled that only bones remained, and held them tightly in his hands. He solemnly said again:
"If this is your last wish, then I promise you, I will take her back to the mountain. As long as she doesn't come down, I can protect her for the rest of her life."
"Waaaaah..."
Luo Xin'er choked up and cried.
"Senior, if she grows up and wants revenge, please tell her that her mother only hopes she can live a peaceful and happy life, and not be blinded by hatred."
"I understand."
Qin Shou said gently.
"Hehe, thank you, senior."
Luo Xin'er managed a weak smile.
At that moment, she felt relieved.
But she won't die with a smile on her face.
Because she is a sinner of the sect, perhaps the only way for her to atone for her sins is to go to hell.
"Master, I'm so sorry..."
"My elders who raised me, my fellow countrymen, I have wronged you. In this life, I cannot avenge you. In the next life, I will serve you like a cow or a horse to atone for my sins."
Luo Xin'er looked up at the sky where the drizzle had returned. Her pupils suddenly dilated dramatically, then shrank abruptly. She saw those hands, now nothing but bones, suddenly grip the ground. She rose halfway up and roared at the heavens:
"Nangong Zheng, I curse you to suffer a terrible death for all eternity."
Bang!
After saying this, she lay back down on the ground, her eyes completely dimmed.
"Fairy sister, you are so beautiful..."
"Ah! You want to take me as your apprentice...?"
"Disciple greets Master, hee hee hee..."
"Master, I want to eat this, Master, I want to eat that... Hmph, Master, I'm your disciple, how could you bear to let me go hungry... Hahaha, thank you, Master, you're so good, Master, you're so beautiful, Master, you're the best master in this world..."
"Ha, I also have a senior sister!"
"Master, isn't my senior sister beautiful?"
"Master, is my senior sister as cute as me...?"
"Master... will my senior sister steal my snacks?"
"Wow! Senior sister, you're so beautiful! I'm your junior sister, my name is Luo Xin'er, you can just call me Xin'er."
"Senior sister, senior sister, this tree is too tall, I can't reach the fruit on top, senior sister, can you help me reach it..."
"Hahaha, you're the best, senior sister! Now I'll have an endless supply of fruit to eat!"
"Senior sister, let's play games... Ah, you don't want to play...?"
"Haha, senior sister, let's fly!"
"Senior sister, you're amazing!"
"Senior sister, I don't want to cultivate with Master. She always complains that I'm stupid. Senior sister, can you teach me how to cultivate? Hehehe..."
"Wow! I'm receiving New Year's gifts! This is from the First Elder, this is from the Second Elder, this is from the Third Elder, and hmm, this is from my senior sister. I'll keep it safe. And this is from Master, so I'll put it together with my senior sister's..."
“........”
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Oh, your name is Nangong Zheng."
"Haha, you're asking me? I'm a woman like the sun, you can call me the Sun Goddess..."
"Why...why did you slaughter my sect? Why did you do this to me...she's your child...!"
“............ ”
The wind and rain bear witness, Nangong Zheng, I curse you, may you die a horrible death for all eternity.
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