Chapter 575: Never Separate Again (Part 3)
Nan Zhi looked at Jing Muan, and the scene of the night when the Nan family was massacred appeared in front of her again.
The black mist around her grew thicker, and the mark between her eyebrows burned like fire.
Jing Muan's face changed drastically, "Zhi'er, don't!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious and roaring resentment burst out of Nan Zhi's body and quickly spread throughout the entire city.
She wants everyone in the world to be buried with the Nan family!
The people's terrified screams were like needles piercing Jing Muan's heart.
He gripped his heavy sword tightly, "Zhi'er, don't make any more mistakes. Those are all innocent people..."
"Innocent?" Nan Zhi laughed desperately, tears streaming down her face. "Jing Muan, those people are innocent, but aren't my Nan family members innocent too?"
She looked at the speechless Jing Muan and screamed, "You claim to be righteous people, but you slaughtered hundreds of Nan family members for the Nan family treasure! How innocent the Nan family is! And how innocent am I, Nan Zhi!"
"Jing Muan, you destroyed my family back then, how dare you ask me to stop now!"
"Since the world has betrayed me, why should I care about their life or death?"
Each question the woman asked was like a heavy hammer hitting Jing Muan's heart.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met that year.
Bright clothes, beautiful horses, sweet smiles, youthful and beautiful.
It was his fault. He was the one who turned such a bright and carefree girl into what she is now.
Jing Muan closed his eyes and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
He gripped the heavy sword tightly, as if he had made some decision.
The heavy sword slowly emitted a spiritual light, Jing Muan suddenly opened his eyes, and attacked Nan Zhi like lightning.
The wind and clouds roared, the thunder and lightning howled, and the sky and the earth lost their color!
The figures of the two men appeared and disappeared in the fierce light, and Jing Muan, who was already injured, gradually fell into a disadvantage.
From the ground came the painful screams of the common people who were filled with resentment.
Jing Muan clenched his teeth, a look of determination flashing across his eyes.
He made a few hand gestures, mobilized all his spiritual power, and prepared to fight to the death.
The blood-stained heavy sword broke through numerous obstacles and stabbed towards Nan Zhi.
Nan Zhi looked at the man controlling the heavy sword and suddenly revealed a sarcastic smile.
Jing Muan felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
He hurriedly tried to retract his heavy sword, but at this moment, Nan Zhi suddenly flew over and pounced on him.
The sharp tip of the sword cut through the red clothes, pierced into the chest and exited from the back.
The hot blood sprayed on Jing Muan's face and burned his heart.
He opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling violently, and couldn't utter a word.
"Jing Muan..." Nan Zhi vomited blood and said, "Everyone says that good and evil cannot coexist... But what is good... and what is evil..."
She smiled as tears streamed down her face. "Back then, the hundreds of immortal sects used the safety of the people as an excuse to rob the Nan family's treasure, slaughter my parents, and kill my entire family. Today, you use the safety of the people as an excuse to take my life..."
"...Jing Muan, what's the difference between you and those immortal sects that are seeking fame and reputation?"
Jing Muan's hand holding the sword trembled violently.
Nan Zhi vomited another mouthful of blood, and then revealed a shocking secret, "Jing Muan, I practice evil magic using my own blood as a guide, and I have never harmed anyone."
Jing Muan's pupils shrank sharply, and the blood color on his face disappeared in an instant.
Nan Zhi watched his reaction and laughed heartily. She grabbed the heavy sword that was stabbed into her chest and yanked it out.
Blood was everywhere, staining the man's eyes red.
"Jing Muan, I never want to meet you again in my next life!"
A figure in red fell from the clouds into the Nan Mansion, and a raging fire broke out in an instant.
As Jing Muan cried out in despair, Nan Zhi's consciousness gradually dissipated.
Many scenes appeared before her eyes: the young man in fine clothes and riding a horse, the shy look of the young girl, and finally, she stopped at the loving faces of her parents.
The last wisp of consciousness disappeared, and Nan Zhi slowly closed her eyes with a carefree smile on her lips.
Dad, Mom...
Our family will never be separated again.
I really like the character of Nan Zhi. In the end, she hit the male protagonist with a hammer and would never forgive him even if he died.
The fourth update will be written soon.
(End of this chapter)
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