[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 100 [English]

Chapter 100 Master’s last words

The ink burns with horror.

he I have only seen Chu Wanning’s Nine Songs once in this life, which was the life and death showdown. Chu Wanning summoned the Nine Songs of Guqin. The sound of the piano cracked the silk and broke through the air, and the sound entered the clouds.

The living spirits, strange beasts and birds controlled by the Zhenlong chess game were recalled to their consciousness in the sound of the nine-song piano. A long song caused chaos to the millions of chess pieces.

Summoning divine weapons requires mobilizing spiritual cores, which requires a large amount of spiritual power.

Chu Wanning can no longer even recall his usual Tianwen, so how can he suddenly summon the “Nine Songs” that are more powerful than Tianwen?

The fierce battle on the Tianchi Lake was no less powerful than the desperate duel between master and apprentice.

But Mo Ran couldn’t remember so many details clearly. After this bloody battle, there was finally no one left beside him who could talk.

In fact, until the death of Mo Ran in his previous life, he did not understand why Chu Wanning could use the power of his soul to summon Jiu Ge.

This is a bond that no Shenwu and its master will have, but Chu Wanning did it.

On that day, the Zhenlong chess pieces made by Mo Ran were shattered into ashes amidst the sound of the piano. The power of Jiu Ge was purer and more powerful than what he had seen for the first time many years ago. It was so powerful that he even suspected that Chu Wanning’s spiritual core was not broken at all. For so many years, Chu Wanning was pretending to endure the humiliation and bear the burden of blood.

He later even couldn’t help but think, it would be great if this was really the case.If Chu Wanning is really pretending, then maybe things will not reach the final step.

That would be great.

Jiu Ge destroyed Mo Ran’s forbidden technique, awakening the monks who were lost in fighting each other, and even shattered the spell icicles that imprisoned Xue Meng and Mei Hanxue.

The ink burned to the clouds, the clothes hunted, and the anger and joy in the eyes were both there. He wanted to see how many shocking moves Chu Wanning had not used.

He stepped on the top of the barrier, approached, and stood in front of Chu Wanning.

he saw the pair of pale and slender hands slow down, stroking the strings of the Nine Songs, and the sound of the piano stopped.

Chu Wanning raised his head, his face as white as ice and snow under the sun.

He said: “Mo Ran. Come here.”

By some strange coincidence, he walked towards him.

Chu Wanning’s fingertips moved lightly, and a few rays of green light flew towards Mo Ran, rushing to his heart. Mo Ran was suddenly surprised, thinking that Chu Wanning was going to kill himself.

But the light was neither painful nor itchy, lingering on his chest and slowly seeping into the skin texture, feeling indescribably warm.

“Xue Meng hurt you with the sword, I healed it for you.” Chu Wanning sighed softly, “Let him go, Mo Ran, if he is no longer here, if you want to find someone to talk about the past in the future, who else can you turn to…”

Before Mo Ran could react, what did he mean by this sentence? The powerful barrier on the soles of his feet suddenly disappeared, and the Nine Songs Guqin summoned by Chu Wanning disappeared with it.

He immediately raised his hand to call Mo Dao but did not return, and then he stood in the clouds, but Chu nightning fell and withered like a fallen leaf, as if the song just now had exhausted the last remaining strength of his life.

“Wan Ning!”

He’s expression suddenly changed, his sword swooped down, and he grabbed He in his arms before the man was about to fall into the cold Tianchi.

“Chu Wanning! You-you…”

Chu nightning closed his eyes, mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and there was blood flowing out.

Dignity is extremely important to him. Even if he is imprisoned in Wushan Palace, his spine is still unbent and he rarely shows embarrassment. But now he is bleeding from all his orifices, and his usually pure and elegant appearance looks so embarrassed and out of character.

Chu nightning swallowed a mouthful of blood foam and said hoarsely: “You said… life and death are not up to me… but you see, Mo Ran… you still underestimated your master after all. If I am determined to leave, you can’t stop me…”

“…Master…Master…” Mo Ran looked at he, and felt a chill in his heart, his scalp was numb, and he shouted helplessly.

Allen Chu laughed, and his expression seemed to be a little happy: “I have been living with a trace of unwillingness, always thinking, thinking about staying with you for a few more years, so that I can teach you… not to commit more sins… but now… now…”

The ink burned and shivered, holding the person in his arms, he suddenly felt very scared.

Fear.

This emotion had not belonged to him for more than ten years, but now it suddenly hit him, devastating and almost digging into his heart.

“Now I know that only if I die can I replace you… and stop doing evil…”

When he said this, he seemed to be in extreme pain.Forcibly summoning Jiu Ge, his body could not bear the load at all, and his internal organs were broken somewhere. A large mouthful of blood poured out. Mo Ran hugged him and fell to the edge of Tianchi, with a crazy and painful look on his face, and kept sending spiritual power to his chest.

But when the powerful force came to Chu Wanning, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, never to return.

Mo Ran was really panicked. Ta Xianjun hugged the person in his arms and hugged him tightly. He failed again and again, but tried again and again to distribute the spiritual flow to him.

“It’s useless… Mo Ran, I have finally summoned Jiu Ge with my life. Life and death have been decided. If you… there is still a trace of clarity in your heart… then please… let it go…”

Who to let go?

Xue Meng, Mei Hanxue?

Kunlun Snow Palace, or the entire world of cultivation?

Yes, yes…he can let them go!As long as Chu Wanning lives, as long as he hates this person so much, don’t die like this.

Allen Chu raised his hand tremblingly, and his cold fingertips, which seemed to be pity and intimacy, gently tapped a little on the ink-burning forehead.

He said: “Please… let it go… let yourself go…”

The ferocity on Mo Ran’s face froze at this moment.

Who to let go…

Who did he remember before he died?

Let go of yourself…

Is that what he said?

Ta Xianjun hugged He, seeming a little confused and a little happy, seemed to be in severe pain, but also seemed to be satisfied.

“Let me go? Your last wish is for me to let myself go?”

Mo Ran murmured, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly laughed. The laughter was like a ferocious fire, penetrating the sky and burning away all reason and consciousness.

“Hahaha – hahahahaha – let me go? Chu nightning, you are crazier than me! You are so naive – hahahahaha -”

The entire Kunlun Mountains echoed with his hoarse and mocking laughter, twisted, unrecognizable, and shuddering.

Chu night Ning swallowed the blood foam in the crazy laughter of Mo Ran. If he still had the strength, his expression would be extremely painful, but he no longer even had the strength to frown, only a pair of phoenix eyes… Those pair of phoenix eyes that were once either sharp, decisive, severe, or gentle, were filled with sadness.

Pure and clear like snow in Tianchi, hazy like frost on tiles.

Chu Wanning’s eyes gradually lost focus and gradually became blurred. Those once bright and sharp eyes gradually became unable to see anything clearly.

he finally said softly to Mo Ran: “Don’t laugh, you are like this, I feel very uncomfortable…”

“…”

“Mo Ran, no matter what happens in this life… I didn’t teach you well in the beginning. It was me who said you were inferior… It was me who treated you poorly and never complained…” Chu Wanning’s pale face no longer had any blood at all, and his lips were blue and white. He tried to raise his gaze to look at Mo Ran’s face. He opened his eyes, and he wanted to shed tears, but what slowly overflowed from his eyes was blood, dripping down his cheeks.

Chu nightning cried, he said: “But you… really hate me so much… In the end… you are not willing to give me even a moment of peace…”

“Ink Ran… Mo Ran… Don’t do this again, wake up, turn back… Turn back…”

Wake up…

He asked him to wake up, but he opened his eyes blankly and fell asleep like this.

Mo Ran didn’t believe it, he didn’t want to believe it, Chu Wanning died like this.

A generation of great masters, looking up to the mountains, his master, the person he hated so much, died like this.

Lying in his arms, beside the Tianshan Tianchi soaked in blood.

Little by little, the cold turned into frost and snow, and condensed into ice.

Chu Wanning’s face was covered with blood. Mo Ran looked down for a while, raised his sleeves, and wiped it clean randomly.

But there was too much blood, and the more he wiped, the dirtier his originally cold and clean face became.Mo Ran pursed his lips and wiped them hard.

But he got a blood-stained face.

The facial features can no longer be seen clearly.

he finally stopped laughing.

He closed his eyes and said softly: “You won this time, Allen Chu. I can’t stop you from dying.”

After a pause, he opened his eyes again. It seemed dark and cold, but it was burning with the fire of the great abyss.

He said: “But you underestimate me too much. If you don’t want to live anymore, I can’t stop you, but if I want you to live, you can’t stop me either.”

Mo Ran did not announce the life and death of Chu Wanning, he brought people back to the pinnacle of life and death.

At that time, he already had a magic spell that could protect the corpse forever – he stored Chu Wanning’s body in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, and he forced Chu Wanning to “live” like this.

It is too difficult for him to admit that he killed the last person in the world who cared about him.

As long as Chu Wanning’s body is not reduced to ashes, as long as he can still see him every day.

He can feel that Chu Wanning is not dead.

He Whether it’s crazy hate or twisted love, there is still a place to vent and a place to put one’s heart.

Ta Xianjun finally became completely crazy.

After Chu Wanning left, he would go to Honglian Waterside Pavilion every day to see his body. In the first few days, his eyes were shining with vicious luster. In front of the corpse, he kept swearing, and he said: “Chu Wanning, you deserve it.”

“You have crossed over all the people in the world, but you have not crossed over to me. You are a hypocrite.”

“What kind of master are you? I became blind before I became my master! Bastard!”

Later, he would ask tirelessly every day: “Why did you sleep for so long? When will you wake up?”

“I have let Xue Meng go. You are almost ready. Get up.”

Every time he says something like this, the servants around him will think that he has lost his mind and is crazy.

His wife Song Qiutong also thinks he is crazy.She was very scared, so after a rare moment of happiness, she said to him on his pillow: “Ah Ran, people cannot be resurrected after death. I know you are sad, but you…”

“Who’s sad?”

“…”

Song Qiutong is a very observant person. In these years, he has been walking on thin ice around Mo Ran. When he saw that his face was not kind, he immediately shut up, lowered his eyes and said: “I made a mistake in my words.”

“Don’t.” Mo Ran didn’t let her go easily this time. He narrowed his eyes, “You spit out all the words, what are you doing after swallowing them? Tell me, who is sad?”

“Your Majesty…”

With thunder accumulating in his burning black eyes, he suddenly sat up, grabbed Song Qiutong’s slender neck, picked up the woman who was still lingering with him with one hand, and threw her off the bed.

His face changed into a leopard, and he looked like a ruthless wolf or leopard.

“Who is dead and cannot be resurrected? Who is dead? Who is going to be resurrected?” Mo Ran bit each word, so hard, so hard, “No one died, no one wanted to live, and no one was sad!”

Song Qiutong’s lips trembled and she wanted to struggle, but as soon as she said “Red Lotus Water Pavilion…” half of the words, Mo Ran’s eyes turned red and he became furious.

“There is only one sleeping Chu Wanning in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion. What do you want to say! What do you want to mention to me! You evil beast!”

Song Qiutong saw that he was so angry that he lost his restraints, and his heart trembled. He didn’t know what kind of crazy thing Mo Ran would do if he continued like this, so he risked it like a bet, and raised his voice and said: “Your Majesty, the person lying in the Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion is the deceased after all. You have been wallowing in this all day long. How can I not be worried?”

She said it cleverly. In order to prevent Mo Ran from being blamed, she finally expressed her selfish desires as concern for Mo Ran.

Mo Ran stared at her, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he seemed to have listened to it more or less, and no longer shouted at her.

He calmed down for a while and said, “I’m worried about you.”

Song Qiutong breathed a sigh of relief and said: “As I seek your Majesty’s well-being, I can disregard life and death. Your Majesty is deeply affectionate, but you should not be so depressed.”

“Then what do you think I should do?”

“I’m talking too much, all for your Majesty’s benefit. According to me, the sun will bury Chu… Master Chu… He is no longer here, and leaving his body empty like this will only make it more painful for Your Majesty to watch.”

“What else? You haven’t finished what you said, so why not say it today.”

When Song Qiutong saw he, his expression gradually softened, and his heart felt a little more relaxed.

She lowered her eyes and turned her head slightly. She knew that her appearance was most similar to that of Shi Mingjing.

She firmly believes that Shi Mingjing is Mo Weiyu’s weakness. Although she doesn’t understand why she carefully imitates the details of Shi Mingjing’s appearance, she can’t arouse Mo Ran’s interest.

Although this uncertain man likes his company, he would only touch him since he got married unless he was extremely depressed or drunk.Song Qiutong felt that maybe it was because Mo Ran didn’t like women that much, but it obviously had nothing to do with Shi Mingjing.

Not to mention she, the entire top of life and death knew that the man who died many years ago was the true love of Emperor Taxian.

Chu Wanning is nothing.

Song Qiutong thought, that was just a plaything used by Taxianjun to vent his lust, a man who was tired of fucking him.Although Chu Wanning exchanged his life for Mo Weiyu to be restless and think about it day and night after his death, she understood that this was just a moment of guilt and a moment of unaccustomedness.

She was confident that with a face that looked so much like Master Mingjing, the living dead man in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion would not be her opponent.

But Mo Ran can no longer continue to be so crazy. Now that the world is in chaos and wars are raging, she may have followed the wrong master. If Mo Ran loses the momentum, she is no longer young and young, and she will probably never be able to find a tree that reaches the sky to climb.Therefore, she sincerely hopes that Mo Ran can regain his spirit and stop being so crazy.

So she thought for a while, weighed the pros and cons, and finally plucked up the courage and said, “After Grandmaster Chu leaves, there will be no one worthy of going to the Red Lotus Pavilion.”

Mo Ran said: “That’s right. You go on.”

“I thought, in this case, when your Majesty goes to the waterside pavilion, you will only be touched by the scene, so why not…”

“Not as good?” Mo Ran narrowed his eyes.

“It’s better to seal the Red Lotus Water Pavilion. It’s a good story that only one owner lives in a pavilion.”

The author has something to say: Miss Song committed a great death.

Miss Song’s graduation thesis “On how miserable one’s death will be if one does not see the essence through phenomena”