Chapter 63 Demon Cult White Moonlight 18 Asking you to meet
After the battle of Shangchu Valley, the Demon Cult retreated.
Although they only retreated to Xiqi City, twenty miles away, the number of the Demon Cult army stationed there was only half of the original number.
According to spies, the leader of the Demon Cult was seriously injured and unconscious, and was sent back to the Western Regions overnight by his subordinates. I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left.
Everyone in Linfeng Villa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The butcher knife hanging over their heads was finally removed temporarily, and each faction could rest and recuperate and plan the next counterattack.
Sect Master Tu of the Xiaotian Fist Sect approached Ning Yueze to discuss the next strategy. Seeing his worried look, he asked, "Brother Ning, has Young Master Ning's injury worsened?"
Ning Yueze shook his head, as if he had aged several years overnight. "Several doctors have come to see him. The knife wound to his abdomen didn't hit a vital part, but he was bleeding profusely. It was horrifying. The doctors gave him some medicine, and he's safe."
Sect Leader Tu was puzzled. "Then why does Brother Ning look so worried? Young Master Ning bravely defeated the demonic cult witch all alone, and he is a great hero who saved the entire martial arts world."
When Ning Huaixiu and his companions arrived at Shangchu Valley that day, Ning Huaiqing had already lost blood and fallen unconscious to the ground, dying.
In addition to him, there were several disciples who hid in the sacrificial hall and managed to save their lives. They told everyone that Ning Huaiqing had seriously injured the leader of the Demon Cult and was then ambushed by him.
This is the battle that made Ning Huaiqing famous in the book, and the reputation of Linfeng Villa also soared.
Nowadays, the martial arts world is in ruins and the sects are declining. Only Ning Huaiqing of Linfeng Villa is not afraid of the evil sect and saves the mansion from collapse. He can be said to be a young hero.
Ning Yueze sighed: "What's the point of being a hero? Although Huai Qing's injuries are not serious, he has been in a coma for three days. I don't know why he hasn't woken up yet."
Sect Leader Tu was shocked: "That's the case, what does the doctor say?"
"The doctor can't do anything," Ning Yueze stared at the teacup in front of him, lost in thought. "He just said that maybe he doesn't want to wake up, but I don't understand why."
He had a bad suspicion in his mind, but he didn't dare to speak it out loud.
Ning Yueze has only one son, Ning Huaiqing, and he doesn't want his only son to have anything to do with the Demon Cult.
He knew that his talent was mediocre, so his father handed Linfeng Villa to him. Even if he devoted his entire life to it, Linfeng Villa could only be ranked second in the martial arts world.
But Huaiqing is different. He is the future hope of Linfeng Villa and must not have any stain.
If we can overcome this hurdle, Linfeng Villa will be able to make further progress, which will be worthy of the wishes of our ancestors.
On the other side, Ning Huaiqing's room.
Sui Qin sat beside his bed, crying silently.
The villa has been in turmoil these days. Ning Huaixiu was worried that she would be scared, so he hid everything from her.
It was not until yesterday when she asked to come and see her cousin that Ning Huaixiu made all sorts of excuses and refused to let her come no matter what. Only then did she learn that her cousin was seriously injured and had been in a coma for several days.
Ning Huaixiu stood silently behind Sui Qin, watching her sad for Ning Huaiqing.
Sui Qin wiped the sweat from Ning Huaiqing's forehead bit by bit. He seemed to be having a nightmare and was in extreme pain in his dream.
In the dream, day and night were reversed, and the scene of the Qingyun Sword piercing A Li's heart kept replaying before his eyes.
Time seemed to be under an infinite loop curse. Ning Huaiqing tried every possible way, but could not stop himself from killing Ali. He could only watch her die at his hands again and again.
She is the leader of a cult who kills people without blinking an eye. She is deeply sinful and will kill more people in the future. Killing her will eliminate harm to the people and support the martial arts world.
But why, seeing her fall down covered in blood, his heart ached as if it was being tortured, as if he was the one dying.
When Ning Huaiqing hugged Ali's gradually cooling body again, his eyes were empty and he even forgot to breathe.
He grabbed Ali's hand holding the dagger and stabbed it towards his body expressionlessly. Perhaps he was in a dream, or perhaps his heart was numb, he could not feel even the slightest pain.
Ning Huaiqing leaned lightly on Ali, and masochistically thrust the dagger deeper, again and again.
He slowly turned the dagger, and the sharp blade stirred and turned the soft flesh of the abdomen.
His body finally felt a little pain. He smiled bitterly, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and waited for the next cycle to begin.
Even if there is no glimmer of hope, he will try his best to exchange for that one in ten thousand chance for her to survive.
Ning Huaiqing froze instantly when his bloody hands were suddenly touched. He looked down in disbelief. The man who had been dead opened his eyes and stopped his frantic movements. "Doesn't it hurt?"
Ning Huaiqing's tears suddenly fell on her pale face, one after another.
She gently took the dagger away, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered to him, "Have a good sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."
This was the only sentence Ali said to him in tens of thousands of cycles.
"But after I woke up, you were gone..."
Ning Huaiqing knew that all this was a dream, but if this was the only place where he could see her, he would be happy to do it even if he had to experience it a thousand times.
There was a faint cry coming from beside him, and Ning Huaiqing, who had been in a coma for several days, suddenly opened his eyes.
What he saw was the familiar tent ceiling, and he knew that the dream was over.
it's all over.
"Cousin! You're awake! You're finally awake!"
Sui Qin's surprised and choked voice rang out beside him. Ning Huaixiu hurried forward, looking nervous: "Brother! How do you feel?"
Seeing that Ning Huaiqing was just staring silently at the void, with an ominous deathly look on his face, Ning Huaixiu was afraid that his injury would worsen, so he said, "I'll go get a doctor," and ran out quickly.
Sui Qin had never seen Ning Huaiqing so weak before. She gently shook his drooping arm and cried, "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Qin'er..."
Ning Huaiqing's wooden eyes moved, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands: "I'm fine, help me up."
Sui Qin quickly helped him sit up and poured him a cup of hot tea: "Cousin, drink some water to moisten your throat."
Ning Huaiqing lowered his eyes, his whole body filled with despair and silence, and shook his head: "Leave it."
"Okay." Sui Qin suddenly felt a little at a loss.
She didn't know what had happened to her cousin, and thought that if she was in a bad mood during her illness, she would always ask Ning Huaixiu to tell her about some new things happening outside.
Thinking of this, Sui Qin picked out some of the things she had overheard the disciples discussing a few days ago and told them, hoping to cheer him up.
"...My uncle told them that the Demon Cult had already retreated, and that the demonic woman was seriously injured and would probably not live long, so we didn't need to worry anymore..."
"What did you say?" Ning Huaiqing suddenly spoke, startling Sui Qin.
She looked at her cousin in front of her, only to find his expression particularly unfamiliar: "...I said that the demon cult witch is about to die, there is no need to be afraid..."
Ning Huaiqing felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly fell to the side of the bed, vomiting several mouthfuls of dark red blood.
There was a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. He looked at the pool of blood on the ground and suddenly laughed softly. His eyes gradually turned blood red and the veins in his neck bulged.
Sui Qin wanted to help him, but he pushed her away: "Get out, all of you get out!"
"Cousin?!" Sui Qin fell heavily to the ground, and this scene happened to be seen by Ning Huaixiu who came with a doctor.
He was instantly furious, rushed forward to help Sui Qin up, then grabbed Ning Huaiqing's collar and lifted him up. Looking at this brother whom he had respected and admired since childhood, Ning Huaixiu's eyes also turned red.
"Ning Huaiqing, you'd better remember your own identity!"
He lowered his voice, not wanting Sui Qin to hear: "I don't care whether you marry Miss Duan or some other girl in the future. Love can't be forced. I understand. I will comfort cousin Qin."
"But if you really let yourself be bewitched by that witch and hurt Cousin Qin, forgetting the irreconcilable relationship between us and the Demon Cult, then I, Ning Huaixiu, will definitely be the first to put an end to you."
He could never forget the fear he felt when he rescued his cousin covered in blood and brought him back to the villa that day, nor could he forget the name his cousin kept repeating even when he was unconscious.
Muli, Muli.
His uncle was also present and heard the mumbling. He told him angrily that Mu Li was the evil witch from the cult.
How could he? How could he fall in love with someone from a demonic cult?
Ning Huaixiu left angrily with Sui Qin. The doctor took Ning Huaiqing's pulse, wrote a prescription, and left quickly.
The room became quiet again. Ning Huaiqing lay on the bed with no emotion, looking as withered as a withered man.
Duan Yiwan walked in silently, stepped over the mess on the floor and came to the bed.
As soon as she heard the news that Ning Huaiqing had woken up, she hurried over with Ning Huaixiu.
Sui Qin didn't know martial arts, so she couldn't hear what Ning Huaixiu said in a deliberately low voice, but she could hear it clearly outside the door.
Duan Yiwan recalled that on the eve of the war, she had asked Ning Huaiqing whether he had fallen in love with that witch, and Ning Huaiqing had flatly denied it at that time.
At that time, she also thought that since he said so, she would choose to believe him, even if she had to deceive herself, at least he could stay by her side.
Duan Yiwan never knew that her deception skills were so sophisticated that they could even deceive her own heart.
But when she saw Ning Huaiqing, who was like a walking corpse in front of her, she found that she could no longer deceive him.
"You're in love with her."
Not a question, but a confirmation.
Ning Huaiqing subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Duan Yiwan continued, "If you didn't love her, you wouldn't be so sad."
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the two people's hearts hard.
Through the misty tears, Duan Yiwan saw that Ning Huaiqing's face had become paler, and a secret pleasure arose in her heart.
She wiped away her tears and raised her head proudly. The heroine who had just escaped from home and dared to travel the world alone appeared in her again: "I don't want to hear your answer anymore."
Just treat everything that happened with him as a reckless past during my youth, and let it end here.
*
As Ning Yueze worried, although the Demon Cult retreated to Xiqi City, they had no intention of letting them go.
Five days later, the Demon Cult army appeared again on the banks of the Dongjiang River, and this time they seemed to be determined to take over Linfeng Villa in one fell swoop.
After several days of fierce fighting, the villa was no longer the same as it used to be. Countless disciples were killed or wounded, and the remaining people could only push forward again and again.
Ning Huaiqing was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. He even had difficulty getting out of bed. Even though he had great martial arts skills, he was unable to go out to fight the enemy.
He looked at his father who became silent day by day and felt deeply powerless.
But within two days, Dongjiang was lost, and the demon cult army quickly approached the center of the villa and surrounded it.
Even if they were surrounded at this moment, they could all be killed in the villa.
Looking at the demon cult flag coming from afar, everyone was at a loss as to what to do.
"Is the righteous martial arts world going to be destroyed in our hands today?!"
"The evil purple is seizing the red, and the world will soon be in chaos."
At this time, a disciple ran in, crawling and kneeling: "Masters, someone from the Demon Cult said they have a message for us!"
"What?" Sect Leader Tu stood up. "What's this new trick of the Demon Cult?! Is it not enough to kill us all? Are they also trying to torture us?!"
Ning Yueze frowned: "What's the situation ahead?"
"After the demon cult arrived, the demon cult outside the villa did stop attacking and set up camp outside." The disciple answered.
Wen Su's face was also serious: "This is strange, could it be that the Demon Cult wants to come and negotiate peace with us?"
"We will never make peace with them!" Sect Leader Tu snorted coldly. "In my opinion, we should charge out and fight those villains to the death. Even if we die, let's die quickly!"
Ning Yueze turned around to look at them and said in a deep voice, "It's useless for us to just daydream here. Since the Demon Cult dares to send people here, let's listen to what they have to say."
Not long after, a disciple of the Demon Sect dressed in black clothes was brought up.
He first bowed to everyone before standing still. Wen Su then spoke, "What does your leader want to say?"
The demon sect disciple replied, "Master Wen has misunderstood. I have come here on the orders of Deputy Envoy Cang to discuss something with you all."
"What's the matter?" Ning Yueze frowned.
The Demon Cult disciple smiled and said, "The deputy envoy said that you are all masters in the martial arts world. The Divine Cult has no intention of becoming your enemy. It is just that you have always been unwilling to sit down and have a good talk with us, which has led to this situation."
Sect Leader Tu was the first to lose patience and slammed the table, "What are you talking about, you brat!"
The disciple showed no sign of anger: "Master Tu, calm down and listen to what I have to say."
"Deputy Envoy Cang said that although it's a little late now, it's not impossible to discuss. However, the Deputy Envoy has now returned to the Western Regions. If you are willing to discuss it, please go to the Divine Religion."
Ning Yueze and Wen Su exchanged glances: "Why should we trust you?"
"The Deputy Envoy has anticipated your concerns and has instructed me to convey a message: Given the current situation, do you still have any options?"
This may sound harsh, but it is an indisputable fact.
They had no choice but to seize this last chance to fight for a chance of survival for the remaining people.
Ning Yueze lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, he finally spoke: "I'll go with you."
The disciples of Linfeng Villa tried to stop him, saying, "Master, you can't do that!"
"No need to say more, I have no choice but to do this!" Ning Yueze scolded.
The Demon Sect disciple shook his head and said, "Master Ning, the Divine Sect is not a den of danger. You don't have to act like you don't care about life or death. Besides, it's not you that Deputy Envoy Cang wants to see."
Ning Yueze knew that he was trying to provoke him, so he naturally couldn't do as he wished. "Oh? Then who does your deputy envoy want to see?"
The demon sect disciple looked around, then slowly turned around and looked at the person who had just walked in from outside: "Master Ning, please make it easier for me to find you."
Ning Huaiqing was just about to be able to get out of bed today. Hearing that someone seemed to be discussing important matters in the front hall, he slowly walked over holding the railing.
The demon sect disciple saw his extremely pale face and paused before saying, "The deputy envoy specifically requested you to come and see him."
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