Chapter 223: [Dragon Mountain] The Prowler

What was coming towards them was not a torrent but a stream of poisonous snakes

Jiang Xi pushed Nangong Si forward, "You go first, I'll handle this.

As he said this, a glittering powder came out of his sleeve and the snakes, smelling the powder, froze in their tracks, not daring to move forward.

Jiang Xi shouted angrily at the front, "Calm down, retreat to the nave, don't crowd"

He calms the tide of snakes and then quickly catches up with the group, retreating to the stone gate where he finds Nangong Si examining the Tenglong relief, asking Nangong Si, "What the hell is going on?"

"The demon dragon is definitely being controlled." Nangong Si said, "I want to go back and check on the dragon's soul pool."

Jiang Xi grabbed him, "What about those snakes back there? I don't have much dispersant powder, they'll all come back when the medicine wears off."

Ye Wangxi, standing aside, said, "I'll do it."

She had been taught in the dark city of the School of Confucianism since she was a child, and was therefore better at fighting alone in the dark and narrow than anyone else, and although Nangong Si did not want her to stay, Ye Wangxi looked determined, and there was really no better option than her, so Nangong Si had to pat her on the shoulder.

"It's too dark in here, I know you don't like it, keep watch for a while, I'll be right back."

Jiang Xi and Nangong Si were the last to emerge from the tunnel, and as soon as they did, Huang Xiaoyue pounced on them with a ferocity unbecoming of an old man with grey hair.

" Nangong Si, how dare you say you didn't do it"

Nangong Si, who had been holding back for a long time, finally reached his limit and shouted angrily, "I'm the one who screwed up, can you still stand here for good now?

Huang Xiaoyue was startled and then nudged him on the nose: "Look, look, you've torn off your mask, you're showing your tail, you've been playing the grandson, now you're in your place, you're even raising your voice. "

" Huang Xiaoyue ."

There is another person besides Nangong Si who has endured to the limit.

Jiang Xi's eyes were too wide open for him to touch his upper teeth to his lower teeth and he spoke up morosely, "Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do by being aggressive."

Huang Xiaoyue's hand was suddenly withdrawn, his face had changed, but he was still calm: "Master Jiang may not be able to understand my feelings, I have a grudge against the Confucianism School for killing my brother, I"

"I really can't relate to Master Huang Dao's feelings." Jiang Xi rolled his eyes and looked at him coldly, "I am not half interested in the treasure chamber of the Confucianism School."

His gaze was like two sheathed blades, and Huang Xiaoyue took two sharp steps back, staring blankly at Jiang Xi, his lips opening and closing, but he could not say a word.

Jiang Xi said, " Nangong, go and check it out."

However, the dragon's soul pond was just one side of the pool, with four empty walls in full view, and after several rounds of careful observation, nothing unusual was found, so Nangong Si shook his head and said, "I'll go to the front hall and have another look."

The front hall is much more complex, not to mention the many Zhenlong pieces, and Nan Gongliu, who had been left in the hall earlier, was asleep with the basket of oranges when Nangong Si entered.

He stood before his father for a moment, his eyes blank and hollow, only they reddened involuntarily. He didn't dare stand for long, nor did he try to wake his father, who had been made into a pawn, but looked over one by one, hoping to get a little clue.

When everyone was in the front hall, he didn't have the time to take a closer look, he only knew that the place was divided into two parts, "extreme happiness" and "purgatory", but now when he looked at the puppets one by one, he found many old friends. He saw his fourth uncle, who had never been on good terms with Xu Shuanglin, in "Purgatory", being roasted on a fire, and he saw the maids in the San Sheng courtyard in the place of "bliss", catching fireflies and butterflies.

He even saw his grandfather.

But Nangong Si did not have much time to spend feeling sad, for he suddenly felt he was about to see someone, a

Then he heard it.

In that tidal wave of murmuring, he heard it.

A shaky, mosquito-like whisper

" Nangong Si "

Nangong Si's eyes were already wet with tears before he could turn around.

He turned, and in the hazy mist he saw only a vague azure figure, towards which he ran hastily, shouting hoarsely, " Mother Mother "

The tears weep, and when they fall, they are seen.

In the realm of 'bliss' stood a graceful figure, Nangong Si's mother, Rong Yan. Like Nangong Changying, this woman has a strong sense of determination, and Xu Shuanglin retains the mind of a chess piece in the Great Hall, so that even though Nangong Si is not the same as when he was a child, she can recognise him when he comes into her view, even with a broken body.

With trembling and great difficulty she stretched out a wooden finger to Nangong Si: " Nangong Si ".

Rong Yan is wearing the same garment that Nangong Si wore when he last saw her. As he knelt before her, it was as if he had been transported back to that time, to that seemingly ordinary night at the School of Confucianism, in a single moment. The moon was full outside the window when his mother went to the boy's study to look for him.

Nangong Si knelt before her, he looked up at her and had many words to say, but the last one that came out was a shaky one: " Mother was praised by the world without being persuaded, and denied by the world without being discouraged"

Time is thus reversed.

The formerly stern mother stood by the window, frowning, and asked, "What was the last line of the phrase "to raise the world without discouragement"?

The boy stammered, but could not answer.

Then her death was so sudden that, as he knelt before her dark coffin, he still could not recite the last scroll of scripture that his mother had asked him to recite in its entirety.

This phrase, "the world is praised but not persuaded, the world is wronged but not discouraged", has finally been settled after more than ten years of hazel and hazel years.

He kneels in front of her, still in the same posture as when they parted on the moonlit night, their figures finally reuniting with those of then, only that the grievances that filled his heart at the beginning have now broken his heart, and the flowery face on the clouds at that time has now become someone else's pawn.

Rong Yan stroked Nangong Si's sideburns, his cheek, and finally clutched his bloodstained hand as she closed her eyes with a shudder.

"Nangong Si, my body is now under control, like meat on a chopping block, and I may lose consciousness again at any moment, but Nangong Si, believe me when I say these things, they are all true, they are what I was thinking when I left.

" Mother "

"If he hadn't made me a pawn, how would I have seen you again to talk to you" Rong Yan leaned down stiffly and slowly, she shivered, reached out her hand and then took Nangong Si tightly into her arms.

"Before Mother left, what she regretted most" she choked and gagged, but not because she wanted to be controlled by Xu Shuanglin again, she hugged her child so tightly, and she said in a trembling voice, "what I regret most is that I never, never held you properly like this. I've never held you like this. I've never held you like this, Nangong Si."

" Mother loves you too."

Nangong Si was already sobbing: "I know I know it all, Mother, I've known it all for a long time."

Suddenly the earth began to shake again, and Rong Yan, with a sudden awe, opened his eyes and muttered, "Wang Li's blood contract is about to tear"

"What."

"Wang Li's blood contract is going to tear me apart I'm here, I see it every day" Rong Yan suddenly tensed up, "Nangong Si, nothing can happen to you, I'm going to stop him I'm going to stop Nan Gongxu "

Nangong Si wiped her tears and pulled her close: " Mother, what do you see here what the blood covenant is going to tear"

"Listen." Rong Yan paused, the pupils of her eyes contracted, and for a moment she seemed to be under control again, but she actually clenched her roots, and with her fleshly intent, she was able to block Zhenlong Black's grip, "Listen, Nan Gongxu, he has searched for five Shenwu, which have drunk the blood of millions of people, and together, they will be able to cut the demon The five Shenwu have drunk the blood of millions of people, and together they will break the bond between the dragon and the Nangong family."

"Severing the Ties"

"Nice, dragon tendons, being the first to have their ties cut."

Nangong Si was creeped out: "So the zombies outside that suddenly sprang up were actually free from control because their dragon tendons had been cut."

"Exactly." Rong Yan said hoarsely, "The second, is the dragon scale."

Nangong Si suddenly thought of the poisonous snakes he had encountered, all of which should have been made of dragon scales.

"Thirdly, there is the dragon tail."

Nangong Si was puzzled: "So that jolt just now, was that a broken bond at the end of the dragon?"

"Yes, then the dragon head, and finally the dragon body." Rong Yan said. Rong Yan said, "Once Nan Gongxu succeeds with the fifth Shenwu, the whole Dragon Mountain will lose its control and will no longer recognise Master Tai as its master."

Her expression rose again in pain, she could not say more for a moment, Xu Shuanglin seemed to have sensed what she was doing and was desperately trying to invade her flesh.

Rong Yan wailed lowly, his long, pale fingers buried tightly between his hair: "No, no."

" Mother "

"Team, Nangong Si "

The sound of his voice jolted her awake again, and she clutched at him as if she were on the verge of dying of thirst, looking a little frightened and helpless.

It was a helplessness he had never seen on her face before.

Nangong Si's heart ached as he took her into his arms; before he was a child, Mother was always cool and serious and rarely hugged him.

Now he can finally protect Mother.

Although it is nothing more than a mirror, a body in which some of the consciousness of the living is hidden, even the soul is no longer there.

It's also enough.

Rong Yan was hunched over, shivering slightly in Nangong Si's arms, and it was a long time before she lifted her face again, covered in the tears of blood that had been shed as a pawn of Zhenlong.

Nangong Si's throat was bitter and he raised his hand to wipe her, but no matter how he wiped, the blood would not come off and he closed his eyes in pain.

Rong Yan said, "I can feel him. He has sensed me. I don't have much time left. Listen, he has cut the blood contract in order to renew the contract with the devil.

She was too unconscious to continue.

But Nangong Si had already come to his senses, and the last vestiges of blood were gone from his face: "By that time, Wang Li will be taking orders from him alone, and none of us will be able to escape at Dragon Mountain."

"It must not be so."

"It must not be so."

Mother and son actually speak in unison.

Nangong Si looks down at his mother: "Mother knows what to do."

" Nan Gongxu is not good at cultivation" Rong Yan's face flashed a chill, "He he can't calm down the Zhenlong pieces at all so he has backfired, and I can therefore know a thing or two about his heart I know what to do you listen to me."

Rong Yan clutches Nangong Si's arm and sweeps her gaze inch by inch, before finally settling on her husband.

Nan Gongliu was awakened by the shaking of the earth and was holding her basket of oranges, looking around in a dazed and confused manner.

She stared at him like a hawk at a snake in a cave.

"A man needs to die." Vermilion lips opening and closing, Rong Yan said, "Nangong Si, you go and kill him."