Chapter 293: [The Top of Death and Life] The Emperor Nagato's Grudge

But by midnight, Chu Wanning still had not come.

Fairy Tramper starts off bipolar, then turns gloomy, and then becomes worried.

Black robes trailed across the gold tile floor, and he paced back and forth, wondering what was wrong with Chu Wanning

If the door to life and death in time and space had been torn open, he would have come to Wushan Palace to ask for the truth or to try to stop it. The Beidou immortal would have come for him, even if he was missing an arm or a leg.

Why don't you come

It's impossible to be sick, and the guy will definitely come when he's sick.

I may not have known before, but how could I not know when the two worlds were changing colour in the Tongtian Earth?

So

The dark figure stood still, looking jagged and ghastly in the faint candlelight.

It's hard not to be dead

Before the thought had even crossed his mind, his fingernails had sunk into his palm. Fairy Tramper gritted her teeth, her muscles shuddering.

Eight years in the company of Wushan Palace, two years in the bones. He spent most of his life with Chu Wanning. So much so that when he came back to life and saw that Chu Wanning had no ashes left, he went mad and became even madder.

He could accept Shi Mei's passing and did his best to bring her back to life.

But he simply could not accept Chu Wanning's death.

The night was sinking, the only candle he had left was burning out, the flowers were dripping into pools of shadow, and his moths had not yet come.

The fear in his heart grew deeper and deeper, like a stain of ink dripping onto rice paper. He hovered like a vulture, back and forth, over and over again.

At last he sank down on the soft couch.

But at that very moment he heard an imperceptibly small thud on the roof.

Fairy Tramper jerked up, light and heat seemed to return instantly to his body, his eyes were amazingly bright and tinged with hate.

If he had been given a mirror to look in, he would have found himself looking much the same as Chen Ajiao, who was playing and singing about the long door, with the look of a resentful woman who was sitting and waiting for the king not to come.

Gritting his teeth, he kicked open the door of the hall and swept onto the roof in the pouring rain without even waiting for his opponent to make the first move.

" Chu Wanning "

Insanely unbelievable.

"Are you so devastated by his death that you don't even want to care about the earth that you've been longing for?"

The sword slashed up before the man could see it, and the rain curtain clanged for three or four strokes, all with the hard, cold sound of metal weapons clashing.

"Didn't you say that all beings are the first and you are the last? You've sunk so low that you've only now come to fight with me.

The other party spoke, his voice muffled in the rainstorm, "What a mess"

Fairy Tramper narrowed her eyes.

He immediately heard that the voice was not Chu Wanning's, and this brought a sudden flash of clarity to his anger. When the other man brought his blade towards him again, his eyes were cold, and the blue light of Bugui suddenly rose and his hand rose and fell.

The opponent's weapon, which had never glowed with Shenwu's light, broke in two under the tyrannical attack of Bugui and landed with a clang on the tiled roof.

"Who's the bastard," Fairy Tramper said, growing furious at the mistake, "to assassinate me without a decent blade?"

Brushing his hand up, he pointed the stranger's knife at the man's head, and his words were chilling: "Lift your face."

""

The man slowly lifted his head.

The thunder cracked the air in an instant, lighting up his pale face.

Fairy Tramper's nose wrinkled in an extremely dangerous manner, "You again"

Xue Meng rose, his hands trembling slightly. Fairy Tramper followed his gaze and saw the two broken blades of Dragoncity shining on the wet ridge, and it slowly dawned on her.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the drenched youth through the slit in his eyelashes.

"It seems one should not say it is you again." Fairy Tramper said morosely, "Instead it should say it's you, O good brother of this throne."

The thunder rolls by and the tympanic membrane seems to be crushed.

Xue Meng closes her eyes.

"First time with this seat, I believe." Fairy Tramper said, "What childish and innocent years. I don't know how much cuter than you were later."

"You give me back," Xue Meng's voice choked as he spoke, but he continued, "You give back my father and mother's life."

"You've already told this to this seat once in a previous life."

His eyes opened suddenly, anger and pain at the same time: "You gave my brother back his life."

Fairy Tramper didn't say a word this time, and only after a moment did he sneer, "It's good to be a Patriarch, one or two, all thinking of him."

""

"But did he tell you that he was my reincarnation, that he remembered all the sins and hatreds of his previous life?" There was a cold light in his eyes and his teeth were sharp, "He is a liar."

Xue Meng and Fairy Tramper face each other on the ridge as if they were two dark, horned beasts.

The more Fairy Tramper spoke, the more indignant he became, and the more distorted his expression became: "That bastard of his, cheating his way to a peaceful present, cheating his brother and brother, cheating his family and friends, cheating his way to a good name as Master of the Ink, he should have died long ago. How is he any different from this throne"

Xue Meng gritted her teeth and said, "You're not the same at all."

"Ha ridiculous."

The rain was pouring down the tiles in a river tide that rushed up from beneath them: "What's different? What's different? How clean do you think he is? A hundred years in the rain won't wash his filth away."

Xue Meng's long eyelashes were soaked with rain: "He and you are two people"

"Fuck you both." Fairy Tramper, gently and unmistakably vicious, "Just play blind."

Xue Meng shouted angrily and started a fire in her palm, and the spell fell on the emperor.

The Xue Meng of ten years later is no match for the Fairy Tramper, let alone the one before him.

Fairy Tramper dodged it with an expressionless face, the spirit fire not even brushing his hair, instead he raised his hand and choked Xue Meng's unretracted arm, his black and purple eyes slowly looking down.

"Those two under the eaves, get out of here at once. If you don't move, I'll crush this little fledgling's claws."

Mei Hanxue The two brothers tumble up to the corner eaves, one holding a lyre, the other a sword.

Fairy Tramper gave them both a not-so-surprising glance and sneered, "You've had an interesting life. No matter which earthly world, you stand with Xue Meng without any conditions."

The elder brother did not say anything, while his younger brother Mei Hanxue smiled: "What else? Does Your Majesty think that everyone is like you, that you are a vengeful and cold-blooded man?"

The face of Chu Wanning, Xue Zhengyong and Wang Chuqing flashed in front of him.

Cold-bloodedness and thin-heartedness

He was silent for a moment, squeezing a cold sneer out of the downpour, "You two are really not afraid of death."

Fairy Tramper then said, "Xue Meng is at least the disciple of Immortal Beidou. You two have nothing to do with me, so don't be afraid that I will chop you all up."

At the mention of Chu Wanning, Xue Meng became more and more furious: "How dare you mention your master, you sinful beast!"

"How dare this throne not mention him?"

Fairy Tramper said, lifting Xue Meng up with one hand and forcing him to look at his drenched face.

He suddenly recalls those scattered memories of the Mo Zong Shi, the moonlight on Feihua Island, the night rain in Wuchang Town, and even the watery mist of Miaoyin Pool suddenly growing jealously like weeds.

He said, "Tell me, what is it that this seat cannot mention about him."

""

"What is he to this throne, has not your decent and innocent brother told you"

Xue Meng was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened: "What are you talking about?"

"You've always felt something," Fairy Tramper stared into his eyes, with the thrill of having cornered your prey, "from your time with the two of them, from the gossip of others."

Xue Meng first stiffens and then trembles violently.

His trembling excites Fairy Tramper to no end.

Yes, that's right. Soiling Chu Wanning, tarnishing Chu Wanning, isn't that damned Mohammedan so careful not to make his relationship with Chu Wanning public?

He would not let the hypocrite have his way.

"Why, you don't know yet."

"No, no, no, no, don't say that."

"That means you know."

Xue Meng was almost warily, her scalp tingling: "Don't say"

Fairy Tramper burst out laughing, her eyes both fierce and mad: "It seems that you know it well in your heart."

" Mo Ran "

" Chu Wanning is the man in this seat's bed."

Suddenly lost in thought, it was as if the violent wind and rain had extinguished the sound.

Fairy Tramper stared at Xue Meng, whose eyes were vacant and trembling, and felt nothing but pain as he pecked more and more at the young man's heart, sneering: "In this life, in the last, your master has been fucked by me in his mattress. The Windcliff Inn in Wuchang Town, the Miaoyin Pool at the top of Death and Life, the compartments of the Peach Bud Villa, countless times, you wouldn't believe it."

Xue Meng's whole body turned to ice and her eyes were black and grey.

"Right." Suddenly recalling yet another detail belonging to Patriarch Mo, his pupils flickered with a dark, cold and resentful sheen as his thin lips opened and closed, "What about that older brother you're siding with, passing your master in front of you."

""

"Just before you went up Dragon Mountain, you went to Chu Wanning's room to look for him. At that time, you reached out and touched Chu Wanning's forehead and asked if he had a fever."

Xue Meng's face is getting whiter and whiter.

Fairy Tramper laughed narrowly and said, "Can you imagine why Chu Wanning's cheeks were flushed and the ends of her eyes were wavering?"

"Stop it."

Naturally an angry shout would not help, but would only make Fairy Tramper more and more cruel: "Because a curtain away from you, under the futon. That good brother of yours, who is containing your master, is screwing him."

Xue Meng's face turned white and red and red and blue, changing colour back and forth for several rounds, then suddenly she turned her head and, unable to bear the nausea, spasmed and dry-heaved, raising goose bumps all over her body.

Satisfied to the max with his reaction, the demon of men laughed out loud, a wild light shining in his eyes, "What about it, still think your brother is different from this throne? He does all these dirty deeds, he just doesn't tell you, how much do you think he"

"A loud bang interrupted his words.

Fairy Tramper turned her face to see the Tongtian Tower in the west, a blaze of light, and a myriad of demons flying in golden glory as they emerged from the wind and rain.

"What's going on?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of a zither rang out in the distance, like the cry of a phoenix and the sound of immortal voices.

The pupils of Fairy Tramper's eyes narrowed for a moment as he muttered, " Nine Songs "

Not even bothering to look at Xue Meng, the Fairy Tramper broke the rain and stomped through the air, raising both fingers to summon Bugui, and flew straight towards Tongtian Tower.

In front of the Tongtian Tower was a sea of fire, with countless Zhenlong pawns of considerable cultivation fighting against the demons, and at the heart of the battle were two men, both dressed in snow-white crowns.

One is Hua Binan, standing with his hands in the air, manipulating Zhenlong.

The other is Chu Wanning, with his murderous eyes and his fiddle urging him to fight.

Fairy Tramper is relieved to see Yu Heng in a sea of fire, dressed in a fluttering suit, because Chu Wanning has finally arrived. And then he was angry that Chu Wanning had come and not confronted him first, but went straight to Hua Binan.

He had waited for him for so long in vain

"Hua Binan's spiritual power is naturally low, and he relies on those Zhenlong chess pieces to fight against Chu Wanning. "

Fairy Tramper, with a vague pain in her skull, obliged immediately.

He leapt out of the air and stepped in front of Hua Binan, the light in his hand flickering as he gripped the Stranger's Sword in his palm.

"You go first, this seat is blocked here."

Hua Binan had already been beaten by Chu Wanning and had no way to escape. He was relieved to see Fairy Tramper come to the rescue.

"Take care of yourself." He instructed, "Lock this man up after the fight, and never let him spoil our affairs again."

With that said the shadow of the void stowed away and dived into the night and disappeared.

Fairy Tramper rejoined, " Chu Wanning, I knew there was no way you would stand by and do nothing. But I never thought that you would know how to find him and take him first."

""

Chu Wanning's face is pale and his eyes are invisible, making it difficult to see his emotions.

"Why didn't you come to this seat first. Hmm."

Chu Wanning does not answer, in fact he and Fairy Tramper are both more like corpses at the moment than he is. The whole of Beidou's body and soul seems to be dead, with only one layer of instinct holding him together, allowing him to do one last thing for this earthly world.

Fairy Tramper leapt up and exchanged blows with Chu Wanning. His hands moved with great speed, squinting at him through the fire and rain: "Because he thinks he can't beat this one."

""

The light of the sword in his hand slashes, colliding with the spiritual power of the zither: "Because I don't know how to face Xue Meng "

""

It was getting more and more vicious as it became more and more painful. His blade was extremely fast and his momentum was fierce and astonishing, and because it combined with the spiritual core of the Mo Zong Shi, it was sharper and sharper than before, and in a matter of moments it was already approaching the front of the Chu Wanning qin.

"Or is it because"

Jealousy soaks in between the teeth and molars.

The golden light and the turquoise light meet at this moment, the stranger's sword slashes down, Nine Songs whistles and Chu Wanning's fingertips flick down an impenetrable guardian boundary.

In a flash the spiritual stream hissed and spurted, his blade resting against his knot.

Through the film of flowing begonia petals, the four eyes met.

"Suddenly the flame in Fairy Tramper's hand faded and when it came back on, it was not the turquoise colour of wood, but the red colour of fire.

That is the usual colour of the spiritual stream used by the Ink Sovereign.

Chu Wanning was stunned.

The fire and the golden light were still glued together, splashing up as brilliantly as the rain was pouring at the moment. Behind the boundary, Fairy Tramper's handsome face was steeped in tenderness.

"Or is it because, Master," his gaze was deep and sad beneath his thick lashes, "you cannot bear to see me die a second time?"

With a clang, he misplayed the string, and the glow of the Chu Wanning boundary suddenly weakened. At that moment, Bugui struck down with such force that the golden light split in two, scattering into a flurry of begonias.

He was about to fall into a muddy puddle when a hand came up and wrapped itself around his waist. Chu Wanning knew he had fallen into his trap, so he shouted: " Mo Weiyu ".

Amidst the rain, Fairy Tramper bursts into laughter at the success of her ruse, her mouth curling with the satisfaction and cruelty of having finally gotten what she wanted.

His gentleness did not return, and when he spoke again, he was already green-faced: "Very well. You're finally willing to hitch a ride."

""

Fairy Tramper pinched his cheek, almost nose-to-nose, lips touching lips. He said morosely, "If you don't say anything, I'm afraid I'll have to assume you're mute."