C589 resuscitate

In the belly of the mountain, it was completely silent.

The tears that rolled down from A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang flowed down their faces and spread out like a flood.

Ting Yurou began to support the square table as she commanded in a stern voice, "The two of you have been nurtured by the Poison Sect for these past few years. Now that the Poison Sect is in danger, could it be that all of you have forgotten the sect's heart of cultivation and have forgotten the master's kindness of raising you? The birds know that they are reacting in kind, are the two of you going to deceive Master and exterminate our ancestors? "

All these years, A Nu had always been in the Poison Sect and had always bound her own fate to the Poison Sect. But now, the words' bullying my master to destroy my ancestors' burst forth. "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Her delicate body trembled before she cried out and picked up the Blood Devouring Sword from the ground.

Once the Blood Drinking Sword entered his hand, A Nu's hands started to tremble violently. It was as if he couldn't even hold that sword.

Bai Jiaoniang saw A Nu pick up the cup of blood and wailed as she squatted down. Slowly, her right hand moved closer to the sword on the ground. When her fingers touched the cold sword hilt, Bai Jiaoniang's body violently trembled.

"Kill him." Ting Yurou's voice was still as cold as ever.

Xiao Yi watched as the two ladies slowly picked up the two swords on the ground, and stood in the middle of the stage with their hands behind their backs. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. Then, he opened his mouth and leisurely said, "Time is too thin, the gaps between my fingers are too wide. To die in the hands of a beautiful woman, it was not in vain that I, Xiao Yi, had come to this world. "Come on, I definitely won't retaliate …"

A trace of helplessness could be heard within his voice.

Xiao Yi let go of everything, and let go of all his defenses. He quietly stood in the middle of the stage. Deep in his heart, he had no intention of fighting back. Whether it was A Nu or the Bai Jiaoniang, they wanted to kill him. Then, Xiao Yi would be willing to be their lost soul under the sword.

In this life, sometimes, it was hard not to act recklessly. For love, for dreams, for brothers, they would all forget themselves and boldly follow their hearts.

Xiao Yi was the same.

If one were to say Xiao Yi's greatest weakness, it would definitely be his woman. His master was Ren Xiao Yao of the world. From the start, he had no desire to search for his family members. In this world, the only person that he couldn't let go of was his woman.

A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang felt as if a knife had been twisted into their hearts as they looked at the lonely Xiao Yi in the arena. A heart-wrenching pain, as well as a bone-piercing pain, caused the two girls to burst into tears.

A Nu drank the blood while the Bai Jiaoniang ate the soul. Step by step, the two of them slowly walked in front of Xiao Yi.

The tip of the sword, one on the left and one on the right, struck Xiao Yi's left and right chest. The two swords only needed to be gently moved forward. Then, these two sharp swords that could cut off hair, would definitely pierce two holes on Xiao Yi's left and right, and would then die.

The tip of the sword trembled, and tears blurred his face.

Xiao Yi stood there quietly, waiting for death to befall him. The corner of his mouth revealed a faintly discernible smile. It was like enjoyment, like pleasure, and more like self-mockery.

"Kill him." Yu Rou saw that the two girls were not willing to fight at this critical moment. He stretched his neck and roared.

On one side was Ting Yurou's urgent voice, and on the other was her most beloved man. The two girls gritted their teeth and prepared to send it forward. But she discovered that she was unable to pierce through no matter how hard she tried.

"Master, I can't move." Bai Jiaoniang's hand that was holding the Soul Devourer softened, she turned her teary eyes and looked at Ting Yurou, feeling choked with sobs.

"Sovereign, I can't do it. I can't do it." A Nu similarly swung the sword tip to the side, as tears streaked across her cheeks coldly.

Seeing that A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang were unable to make a move, Ting Yurou angrily pushed away the square table that was supporting him. His entire being powerlessly collapsed onto the ground as she looked at A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang in disappointment and disappointment.

"What a great thing! I can't move, I can't move." Ting Yurou mournfully howled, and then, with a flip of his black robe, he took out a broken blade. Pressing it to his neck, he looked at A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang and said resolutely: Alright, since you guys cannot make a move, then I will make my own move. After all these years, it can be said that I have misjudged you and raised you guys up for nothing. "

"Master, Sovereign."

Two mournful cries resounded in the belly of the mountain. Bai Jiaoniang and A Nu both looked over, tears streaming down their faces.

"I'll give you two one minute, do you want me to go to Poison Sect or do you want your lover? After a minute, if you don't do it, I'll do it myself. In any case, I won't die in Xiao Yi's hands. " Ting Yurou was overbearing and continued to intimidate.

A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang's hearts turned cold as they turned to look at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was still standing quietly as before, not saying a word. However, the smile still remained on his face.

The candlelight flickered as A Nu looked at the figure behind Xiao Yi. It was like so many nights when the candlelight flickered and the shadows of the two of them were next to each other.

"I'm sorry."

A Nu said with a trembling voice, and then, the blood in her hand was finally slowly brought forward. It pierced through Xiao Yi's clothes, skin, flesh. Just like that, he stabbed straight in.

A Nu closed her eyes, unable to bear watching any longer. In her mind, she saw many oil lamps burning during the night. Deep in his heart, she had already decided that after drinking this blood into Xiao Yi's chest, she would pull it out and stab it into his heart.

Life cannot be the same as death.

"Big brother, I'm not going to stab you." Bai Jiaoniang's face was filled with tears as she quietly looked at Xiao Yi's familiar face. Then, he muttered in a low voice, "However, I won't be able to watch the cartoons you bought for me again. I won't be able to eat the food Sister Xia Wei made for me. Goodbye, big brother. "

The Soul Devourer suddenly used its back hand to stab towards Bai Jiaoniang's heart.

The sound of the wind fluttered, causing Xiao Yi to suddenly become aware of it. A bright light shone in his eyes. He quickly reached out his hand and grasped the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand. With a crack, it shattered.

"I would rather you hurt me than you hurt yourself." Xiao Yi stuck out his chest, opened his mouth wide and said: "Come, kill me."

A Nu, who was piercing the sword, heard these words. They would rather hurt themselves than hurt you. These words touched upon the softest place in the depths of A Nu's heart.

The blood in his hand stopped instantly. Not long ago, the flesh and blood had been cut open, and it had stopped right at Xiao Yi's chest.

Bai Jiaoniang watched as Xiao Yi crushed the hand that was just about to devour his blood sword, causing it to bleed profusely. Drip drip onto the ground. The broken sword in his hand did not make a move even after a long time.

Just like that, time passed second by second, but the broken blade in Ting Yurou's hand suddenly stabbed into her neck. Her entire body went limp. She lay down in a pool of blood, not moving at all.

In the end, Ting Yurou was such a decisive woman. A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang did not do as she said, and directly used such a cruel method to end their own lives.

Presently, there were only a few outer court disciples left in the Poison Sect. It was no longer possible to achieve great things. And at this critical time, was the Bai Jiaoniang that he painstakingly nurtured. He actually stopped and refused to move. It was more painful than death in his heart. Ting Yurou, who knew that everything was hopeless, ended her life in her hands.

A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang let out a long howl, then quickly ran over. As she supported Ting Yurou who was lying in a pool of blood, she broke out in tears.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes and looked at the scene before him, he finally shook his head and took a deep breath. He extended his hand out and pressed on the wound near it, sealing all the meridians, so as not to lose too much blood and cause death.

After doing all of this, Xiao Yi was still standing firmly in the belly of the mountain. With an indifferent expression, he lowered his head.

At this moment, a scorching sun was rising from the east. The boundless, multicolored light penetrated the clouds and sprinkled all over the ground.

In the belly of the mountain, Xiao Yi did not make a move on the remaining few outer court disciples. However, their expressions were complicated as they watched them leave. After all, the disciples of the outer sect of Poison Sect were a bunch of pitiful girls. In addition to the relationship between A Nu and the Bai Jiaoniang, it had also reached the final moment. Xiao Yi soft-hearted for a moment, and let them go.

They were all small shrimps, nothing to worry about. In the future, he would probably never be able to cause any big ruckus.

He let her go, and Xiao Yi had nothing to worry about. The true core members had all died in this battle of grudges.

Bai Jiaoniang and A Nu stood guard over Ting Yurou and cried for a long time. Xiao Yi finally found the oil depot at the belly of the mountain and sprinkled the kerosene on the ground. He picked up a burning kerosene lamp and threw it on the ground.

A raging fire crackled and blazed in the belly of the mountain.

The long tongue of flame swept through the corpses of the inner and outer sect disciples and sect masters, burning them into ashes. And those tables, chairs, and other daily necessities that were arranged by the outer sect in the belly of the mountain. He was also burned down by the raging flames.

The grudge between the Poison Sect's inner sect and the outer sect had been completely wiped out in this big fire. The grudge between the Poison Sect and the Tang Sect, as well as the grudge between the Poison Sect and Xiao Yi, had been resolved in this huge fire.

Xiao Yi was the last one to leave the belly of the mountain, walking up the Heaven Stairway. Xiao Yi faced the sea of fire that filled the sky, and said with a low voice: "Dust to dust, dust to dirt, above Ten Mile Mountain, under the peony flower. Dust to dust, soil to earth, south of the country, endless years. Dust to dust, dust to dust, peace to the living, relief to the living … "

Muttering to himself, Xiao Yi then slowly climbed out of the Heaven Stairway.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly. The autumn wind blew as the yellow leaves of the Ten Mile Mountain swirled with the wind like butterflies. In front of the Han Shan Temple's stone Buddha Statue, A Nu and Bai Jiaoniang stood shoulder to shoulder. The autumn wind lifted their robes and blew the burning incense in front of the stone Buddha, making it seem as if God was weeping and feeling pity for the world.