Chapter 134: Three Lives of Fortune
"I told you to do it! Can't you hear me?"
Jiaoran seemed to wake up from a dream, and looked up at the moon above his head. The moon was so round tonight.
When she was in the underground palace, she saw that Zhou Zhi often had a tired, angry and uneasy look on her face, but at this moment, when she pointed the sword at her, Jiaoran actually saw a kind of calmness on her face.
All the sadness and hatred disappeared from her face.
She walked on the crowded road of hatred for too long, so long that the darkness crushed her back, and so long that the ghosts under her sword lined up to follow her.
The illusions and nightmares of this mortal world will soon pass away just like the night before them.
By then, there would be no Zhou Zhi in the world anymore. In fact, she thought that she should have been wiped out long ago. It was enough for her, Zhou Zhi, to be able to survive and live for so many years. It was a pity that she did not kill all those hypocritical people in the world.
When the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be over. She won't have to be weighed down by hatred and won't have to worry anymore.
But she was the daughter she had raised and called her mother for sixteen years. It was so cruel to let this little girl attack her, but she had to kill her, kill her with her own hands.
Only one of her and Jiaoran can survive.
The beast Fenghuangchu used all these tricks and never thought of letting Jiaoran go. Zhou Zhi knew it clearly in his heart that he would not stop until Jiaoran shed tears of blood.
Now he is a complete lunatic. Although she doesn't know why he is pestering her, it is obvious that he cannot please her.
She knew best in her heart that Jiaoran, the daughter she raised, would never fall for such a vicious and inhuman monster like him.
She wanted to ask Jiaoran when she was going to marry Mu Jin, but she couldn't, because the Phoenix Chick must be watching them in the dark.
He was in pain, and he also wanted to make her suffer. Zhou Zhi immediately understood his dirty thoughts, but she didn't know why she hadn't seen it before.
His thoughts are truly strange. No one ever knows what he wants or what he will do next.
Fortunately, she is fearless now.
He has sentenced her to death.
He wanted only one of them, mother and daughter, to survive.
It stands to reason that she should be the one to die. How could she let Jiaoran die?
Even if she could kneel down, coax, force, and ask Jiaoran to die for her, she would never do so.
She still has a long, long way to go.
But she could no longer walk. She was old and tired, more tired than she had ever been. She just wanted to close her eyes and have a good sleep.
Go see your sister and apologize to her. Even if she doesn't forgive her, she will ask for her forgiveness.
She hadn't meant to betray her, never.
She was too young at that time and could not resist the temptation, and she paid the price.
After being controlled by him for so many years, she had already become like a walking corpse in front of him.
Jiaoran's shoulders shook and he could hardly hold back his sobs.
"He asked you to come?"
Jiaoran couldn't imagine taking action against Zhou Zhi. Even if it was Bu Yue, she wouldn't hesitate like that. But she was her mother. How could she...
Her sword would never be pointed at the one she loved, but from childhood to adulthood, she was the first in her heart. Before Mu Jin appeared, she was the person she loved most in the world.
Zhou Zhi's endless laughter made Jiaoran panic. She covered her ears and said, "Stop laughing! I told you to stop laughing!"
Her laughter never stopped, it was generous and relaxed.
This was a smile that came from her heart, as if a person who had been ill for a long time was finally relieved.
She lost her sister and Jinzi's father, had no choice but to abandon Jinzi, and faced the revenge for the extermination of her family...all these things were piling up in her heart. Jiaoran was the wandering sunlight in the dull and poor second half of her life. When the night came, if she was not there, she thought she might die.
She is going to die.
And he died at the hands of Jiaoran, who had extraordinary attainments.
To her, this was like lighting the last lamp before extinguishing the light of her life.
The peach tree in the yard behind Huiying Inn will bloom again next year, and her sister's grave and his grave are waiting for her.
She buried many people with her own hands, and her tears once fell in front of the grave, and she was so painful that she couldn't even swing the shovel.
When she was tired of laughing, she lowered her head and sorted out her sadness. She looked at the stiff Jiaoran with a smile on her face and sighed deeply, "After killing me, you can leave with Mu Jin."
Jiao Ran's throat was choked with sobs, and he couldn't utter a word. "The way to free Jin Chong is to kill you?"
There was a hint of pride in Ah Niang's smiling eyes. "Promise me, after you kill me, don't look for the Phoenix Chick again."
Jiao Ran was at a loss, but she knew what to do. She said, "If I no longer wanted to kill him, then why would I come here today? I came here today to free Jin Chong and fight him to the death without any distractions."
"You're right, you shouldn't have come today, but you still came."
Jiao Ran was very sad. "I must kill him. I must."
"Yes, even if it's for my sister, you have to kill him... and kill me."
"Before in the underground palace, you turned and left when you saw me. Tonight is good. You saw that I came and didn't turn around and leave. Tonight is the most pleasant night for us mother and daughter since we parted at the Huiying Inn, right?"
Jiaoran's tears suddenly couldn't stop. She kept wiping them away and wanted to escape immediately. How could she kill her?
"I saw you didn't bring your sword, so I brought it for you. Look, I even have the sword ready for you. You have to fight well and make me look up to you. Show me that you are not a coward. You are my most—"
Jiaoran's face was pale and her tears made her unable to utter a word.
She wanted to run away immediately.
immediately.
But as soon as she turned around, she appeared in front of her like a ghost.
"Now that you're here today, you can't leave."
Jiao Ran said, "I can't kill you with my own hands... I can't... I can't... I can't..."
She laughed again and said helplessly, "You don't even need to bring your sword. Come on, just think of it as a duel between us. Don't cry so miserably! It won't be long before we're done. You still have a lot to do. How can you stop here? I, Zhou Zhi, am now a renowned figure in the martial arts world. It would be a great honor for you to duel with me."
"Mother!" Jiaoran interrupted her and took two steps back.
Zhou Zhi said, "You are standing on the edge of the cliff now. Kill me, leave the abyss and walk towards the light."
Jiaoran murmured, "Did he tell you that?"
"Stop wasting your time, kill me, and then leave."
Zhou Zhi raised her head and glanced at the moon in the sky. "When I first met your mother, the moon in the sky was also very round, just like it is tonight."
In a few hours, the glow on the mountain will be very gorgeous.
Zhou Zhi's stern face turned even colder. "Either you kill me today, or I kill you."
Her sword had caught up, forcing Jiaoran to attack.
Her sword was chasing him step by step, but Jiaoran was not afraid. He shook a few times and then dodged.
Suddenly, she stopped, put the sword in her hand against her neck, scratched her neck, and a few drops of blood fell on the grass.
Her voice was loud. "If you don't kill me, then my death tonight will be meaningless. Do you want me to die a worthy death or commit suicide in front of you?"
Jiaoran was trembling, but she just stood there and smiled at Jiaoran, as if it was no big deal.
It's just the simplest thing.
Jiaoran looked at her determination to die in dismay.
Suddenly, she hated Zhou Zhi very much.
He cursed her angrily, "I understand. You hate me just as much as Fenghuang Chu does. He hates me for making Wuxia disappear, and you hate me for replacing Mu Jin for sixteen years. You all hate me just as much and want me to suffer! Damn it, you all deserve to die!"
She glared fiercely at Zhou Zhi in front of her.
She compared her to a phoenix chick, which was unbearable. "Since we all deserve to die, then do it. Kill me now."
Jiaoran squatted down and said slowly, "I can't--"
The moon was already at its highest point, and by the time tomorrow's dawn appeared, her death would be completely in vain.
So she could only die before the sun came out.
"Get started!"
"Get started!"
"Get started!"
…
Every time she made a move, she would yell at Jiaoran, asking her to take action.
Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer, picked up the other sword Zhou Zhi had thrown on the ground, and rushed towards Zhou Zhi.
Just as Jiaoran swung her sword, Zhou Zhi's sword suddenly appeared and collided with her sword.
Zhou Zhi's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "Do you still remember the Qingfeng Xulai move?"
Jiao Ran was stunned for a moment, then she sighed and said, "Alas, it seems you forgot. When I was teaching them, you were always distracted. Watch carefully, I will teach you again, just for you."
With a long laugh, she flipped her body in the air and her sword flapped like a bird's wings.
This move is like a gentle breeze, and although the sword is slow, it will suddenly become fast when it reaches the opponent.
Of course Jiaoran knew this, as she had seen it countless times when she was young.
The sword flashed and was in front of her in a blink of an eye. There was no way to hide, so she unconsciously raised her sword and stepped forward to break the attack.
As long as he hits her chest with the sword, he can cut off her attack. This is the best move to break Qingfeng Xulai.
Of course she knew it.
Unexpectedly, this move slipped over her sword and pierced her abdomen. Jiaoran's face changed drastically and she wanted to withdraw the move immediately, but she dropped the sword in her hand, held the sword with one hand and continued to push forward.
Jiaoran was so frightened that she turned pale, but in the blink of an eye, the sword in Jiaoran's hand pierced her body.
The other hand grasped Jiaoran's wrist, "Don't shake..."
To outsiders, it seemed that Jiaoran killed her with one sword.
Zhou Zhi held his last breath and roared loudly, "Look at my daughter's move, how clean it is. She is born with a talent for martial arts."
Her body fell down and she knelt on the ground. Jiaoran didn't dare to move, let alone draw out the sword rashly. She didn't even dare to move her hands. Zhou Zhi still held Jiaoran's sword tightly in his hand and stabbed it into her abdomen. Blood gushed out of the wound.
She then said loudly, "The leader of Huiying Sect committed many evil deeds and died at the hands of the hero Jiaoran."
"Jiao Ran is now the best in the martial arts world, no, the best in the world!"
Jiaoran squatted in front of her, as if he had turned into stone.
She propped herself up on her knees and faced Jiaoran, still smiling, but more and more blood was flowing from her abdomen. "You won! You - you avenged your mother. Oh - why are you crying - you look so ugly when you cry, my - my - little Jiao'er -"
She suddenly shook and then fell straight onto Jiaoran's shoulder.
Her forehead rested on Jiaoran's shoulder.
Died quietly, contentedly, and without regrets.
Xu Mengchou came over and asked, "Is he dead?"
In the moonlight, she saw the bloody Zhou Zhi and whispered, "Okay—she's dead—"
With a hint of gloating, "She's dead." Xu Mengchou repeated.
Jiaoran made the same choice as her.
So, people are selfish, and she shouldn't feel guilty about killing her master and taking over the Poison Sect.
Jiaoran knelt in the weeds, holding Zhou Zhi's body in her arms. It had not yet completely turned cold. She stared blankly at the moon above her head, holding a lifeless body.
Blood gushed out from beneath their bodies. Xu Mengchou raised his head following Jiaoran's gaze, but only saw the moon above his head.
Silent and quiet like a dream.
Jiaoran raised her hand tremblingly to wipe away the tears on her face, but her hands were stained with Zhou Zhi's blood, so when she wiped her tears, her face was also smeared with blood.
"Is the Phoenix Chick—satisfied?"
Xu Mengqiu was silent. Jiaoran seemed to have not yet recovered from Zhou Zhi's death.
She kept repeating, "She's dead. I killed her with my own hands."
As he spoke, he leaned over and looked at Zhou Zhi's face.
"I drew my sword on her, and so she died."
Xu Mengchou said with some contempt, "I know, I know. This is not an honor. After all, killing your own mother is an act of beasts. So don't show off."
Without even looking at Xu Mengchou, she took off her coat and covered Zhou Zhi's face with it. She slowly picked up Zhou Zhi and placed her on a piece of grass without blood stains.
Xu Mengchou couldn't help but sigh, this man is so hypocritical, he just said that Zhou Zhi cannot be killed, but now that he really killed her, she is as calm as a ghost.
There was no surprise on his face.
She is much more cruel than her enemy.
Don't say anything, just cry and yell.
"Come out!" Jiaoran said.
"Get out!"
Xu Mengchou looked around and said, "What? Do you think there's anyone else alive here besides you and me?" Jiaoran hit her chest with a palm, causing her to spit out blood and fly several steps away. Xu Mengchou fell to the ground and said, "You're taking it out on me? You killed your mother yourself, who can you blame?"
Her words suddenly paused because a figure passed by her and stood quietly in front of Jiaoran.
"...Phoenix chick..." I didn't expect him to be here too.
Jiaoran looked at him with poison in her eyes. She had never had such a cruel murderous intent before.
It seemed that there was no third person in the world except him and her.
"You're finally here." Jiaoran said.
He bent down and wiped the blood off Jiaoran's shoes.
Not far away was Zhou Zhi's fallen sword. Jiao Ran said at this moment, "Before you die, I want to ask you, why did you do this? Are you really a heartless person?"
He stood up and saw the endless hatred in her eyes. He didn't know whether to be sad or happy. "At this point, does it matter whether I mean it or not?"
"Yeah, it's not that important. For someone who is bound to die, it doesn't matter whether he has a heart or not."
Phoenix Chick said, "Wuxia, if you can no longer love me like you did a hundred years ago, then I think your hatred is fine too. Your love and hate belong to me alone."
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