Dispute (Penultimate Chapter)
In the midst of despair, a clear voice rang out, a voice of hope. Everyone looked up and saw an anxious figure flying towards them with a sword raised.
"I am coming!"
Leng Can flew over them, suddenly jumped down with his sword, kicked away the person holding the old man, raised his arm and slapped the person next to him. Before they could react, he threw the sword to Yanhuo, "Yanhuo, go ahead, kill them!"
The old man and the fireworks reacted quickly and reversed the situation.
While they were fighting, Leng Can bypassed everyone and quickly went to the woman's side. He pushed her away and threw her to the ground. He caught her and patted her face, "Brother, are you okay? Brother!"
"I..." Her body became translucent, she collapsed in his arms, and she smiled forcefully, "...I'm fine."
Seeing him like this, Leng Can was furious. "Wait for me, I'll kill her."
"Junior brother, don't be impulsive..." Yi used all his strength to hold him back, "She doesn't mean it... cough cough..."
"You are just confused. I will take you away first." Leng Can picked him up and said to the old man with his spiritual sense and affection, "Master, I will take my brother to the stone cave first. You and Yanhuo, hurry up and follow!"
After saying that, he disappeared. The old man Qing Yi and Yan Huo fought hard, while outside Wuqing Mountain, the immortals and the demons were fighting. The human world below was full of zombies. There was constant chaos and fighting. However, there was only one house that the zombies did not dare to attack rashly.
A figure leisurely appeared at the door of this person's house, with her skirt fluttering in the wind. She had a unique smell on her body, which scared away the zombies around her.
"QQ"
She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "It's me, Cong Mo."
After a while, there was movement inside. Someone came running in and opened the door a crack. Seeing Cong Mo's face through the crack, he opened the door with confidence.
"Cong Mo, why did you come back instead of staying on the Immortal Mountain?" When they saw Cong Mo, their first emotion was not joy, but resentment. "How is your Wuqing Dao cultivation? The world is in such chaos, why don't you protect it and come looking for us? Also, what did you do in Wuqing Mountain some time ago? You did this..."
"Oh?" Cong Mo snorted softly, "I went through so much trouble to abandon everyone and come back to save you, why are you saying that to me?"
"Save us? You cultivate the path of ruthlessness and great love. In the whole world, we are nothing. You shouldn't come to save us!"
"That's right." After a pause, Cong Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his head, and honestly admitted his mistake, "I did make a mistake."
"That's what I'm saying. Go back quickly." Cong's father pushed her away. "Go back and save people! Quickly!"
"Don't touch me." Cong Mo grabbed his wrist, stopping his movements. He raised his eyes, his pupils dark, hiding an unignorable murderous intent. "I've decided. I won't save you. I'll kill you. Okay?"
"W-what...ah..." Before he could finish his words, Cong's father was grabbed by the neck. His feet gradually left the ground and hovered in the air. Cong Mo's eyes flashed with purple light. "Look carefully, who is the person in front of you?"
"Ahhh..." Cong's father opened his eyes wide, his fingers clasping her hand tightly, "You are...Cong Mo's lover, you disgusting, uh...waste, why are you still alive..."
"Of course I have to live," she sneered, "and I have to live well, so that you can see the fruits of the seeds you planted."
Seeing Cong's father being killed, Mother Cong was so excited that she rushed over, but she kicked him several meters away, and his head hit the wooden stake, causing a lot of blood to flow. "Don't worry, I'll kill them one by one, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied."
"Cong Mo! How dare you..."
"I dare." Cong Mo directly took over his words, "Why shouldn't I dare? Huh?"
She stretched her hand back, and the wind blew, and the door closed neatly. Then she raised her hand and pointed at Cong's mother. Cong's mother's legs flew into the air and quickly flew into her hands, with her neck stuck in her palm. "Don't worry, you two are so in love, I will let you die together."
Throw the two men next to the wooden stakes and make them sit with their backs facing each other.
She waved her hand and several silver nails appeared, which were fixed on the abdomen and limbs of the two men. The silver nails sensed the smell of blood and grew rapidly, penetrating the flesh and bones, drilling into the ground, and the tips of the nails pierced through the wooden stakes, not stopping until they pierced each other's bodies.
"Ahhh..." The two of them howled in pain.
She looked at the two people's pain and smiled sweetly, "This is something I specially researched. It can completely stop your life here, and you won't be able to reincarnate."
She raised her hand, and sharp blades sprouted from her fingers. She thrust them towards their hearts, her arm piercing through flesh and blood spurting out. It splattered onto their faces, leaving them looking like evil spirits. She grasped their hearts and channeled demonic energy into them. "The demonic energy will keep your hearts vibrant and alive. Unless you choose to end your lives, you will remain like this forever. Of course, you can't move now, and you can't die."
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and merged with her blood. She pulled her hand free and conjured two transparent magic balls, placing them in front of the two men. "Today, I will make your cherished daughter, your only hope, fall into hell with me... and never rise again."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black and purple petal fell with the wind. When he looked again, the figure was gone, as if it was an illusion.
The old man's spiritual power was almost exhausted. When he was supported by Yanhuo and came into the cave, he was covered in blood and knelt on the ground, unable to hold on any longer. Yanhuo was not in good condition either, and looked much more listless.
"Master." Leng Can, sweating profusely, was transferring spiritual energy to Xi and slowly put him down. "Master."
"How's it going?"
"He's consumed too much spiritual energy, and his cultivation is almost gone. He's in the same situation as Xiaomo before. I'm afraid he needs to...reshape himself into a human form again. He can't maintain this state anymore."
"It's okay, as long as you're still alive." The old man leaned against him and stood up. He walked to his side and stroked his face. "You must be tired. This time you can rest for a long time."
She rubbed his hand, tears rolling down her eyes, "Master, thank you."
"Yes." The old man nodded, put him into his sword, turned to look at Leng Can and Yan Huo, "At the moment, I am seriously injured, my spiritual power is empty, and with so many people outside, it is difficult to get out."
"If that's the case, why did you leave in the first place?" Leng Can watched the disappearing figure of Qi, his eyes reddened. He looked at the old man and questioned, "Xiao Mo said that if you stayed here, you wouldn't be in danger."
"So you want her to go alone?" The old man lowered his eyes, then slowly raised them and looked directly at Leng Can. "Leng Can, I am your master, the elder of Wuqing Mountain. Do you want me to watch her go to her death alone? It was because I knew she would most likely go into danger alone that I didn't let my guard down yesterday and fainted completely."
"Xiao Mo said she wouldn't die." Leng Can looked at him, tears welling up in his eyes. "She said she would come back to find me, and she will definitely come back. We have to listen..."
"You must be deceiving yourself like this." The old man interrupted him, "Leng Can, it's impossible for her to save everyone by herself. She is a human, not a god. She will die. We all know this."
"She won't." Leng Can yelled, pouting, tears streaming down uncontrollably, and cried out in grievance, "Xiao Mo promised me that she would come back, she wouldn't die... She wouldn't..."
As he spoke, he lost more and more confidence. His legs became weak and he knelt on the ground, unable to hold on any longer. Tears fell to the ground, creating one small puddle after another. "She won't, I can't... alone..."
"Little Master." Yan Huo bent down and supported him with his remaining arm, "Don't cry, little master..."
"Let's go find her first. There's still time." The old man stepped forward, held his face, and gently wiped his eyes. "As long as you're alive, there's hope."
"Master..." Leng Can sobbed and grabbed his wrist, "Do you know where Xiaomo is? I want to go find her..."
"She must be fighting the root of love. I couldn't get into the Demon Realm forest last time, so she went there alone." The three stood up, and the old man Qingyi said, "No matter what, the root should be in the Demon Realm. We can always find it there."
"I'll go alone." Leng Can wiped his tears and sat down with Yan Huo. "Xiao Mo said that she has set up protection here, and the cave is strong, so we can hide here until everything is over. You two stay here, and I will go alone."
"No," the old man refused sternly. "You can't even leave Wuqing Mountain. As long as I'm alive, I can't let you face danger alone."
Fireworks stood up immediately, "Me too."
"If we go out together, we'll probably die together." Leng Can gritted his teeth and said, "You guys wait here, maybe Xiao Mo will come back to find you."
"I'd be worried if you were alone." The old man held him back, "Leng Can, Qi has already lost his body. You can't let anything happen to you again."
"But…"
"Leng Can! Get out of here! I'm Chi Chengming! Open the door!"
The stone door was suddenly knocked, and Leng Can was startled. He didn't dare to breathe, and signaled the old man and the fireworks to be quiet, "Shh..."
After all, no one knows whether Chi Chengming outside will hurt them.
"We are real!" Yin Yi's voice rang out. "Amo woke us up. We have memories. We are friends! You must believe in us!"
"Leng Can! We're here to help you!" Ji Shufeng said, "Cong Mo came to find you last night and told us that you were hiding here. If you're safe, we don't need to show up. If you're hurt, we'll come... um..."
"careful!"
"Master." Leng Can was unsure. "Xiao Mo did come to see me last night, and I..."
"Open it." The old man nodded and asked Yanhuo to prepare for battle.
"Okay." Leng Can nodded and used his spiritual power to open the stone door.
Yin Yi and the other two were still struggling with the others. They were all surprised when they saw the door open. They kicked them away and rushed inside, "Close the door quickly!"
The stone door closed, isolating the rest of the people outside.
Ji Shufeng brushed off the dust on his body and said, "We can't hold out here for much longer. There are too many people chasing us outside."
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