[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 264 [English]

Chapter 264 [Tianyin Pavilion] Emperor Ru he

The former master and apprentice eventually turned against each other.

That was a pinnacle battle.

In the end, Chu Wanning lost to Mo Yanqi and swallowed mountains and rivers because of his weak spiritual core. He was young and fierce.

“Stop struggling to your death.” The young demon became more and more arrogant as he fought. He grinned wildly, and Bugui and Huaisha were in close combat, and their swords collided.

The golden light flickers on and off.

But the deep green flames filled the eyes of the master and the disciple.

Mo Ran glanced at Chu Wanning’s pale face, then turned his eyes and looked at Huaisha’s gradually dissipated spiritual flow, his eyes full of ridicule.

“You have no spiritual power anymore. If you continue to fight with me, your spiritual core will be broken. Master, you are so proud, you will not be willing to be a mortal even if you die, right?”

Chu nightning gritted his teeth and did not answer, his thin lips were bloodless.

Finally, the brilliance of Huaisha disappeared completely, and Mo Ran knew that Chu Wanning’s spiritual power had been exhausted, and he laughed heartily, sounding like a vulture.

“What else can you use to resist me? Wanye Yuheng… my superior master?”

Chu night Ning half-knelt on the ground with his sword, his white clothes stained with blood.

He raised his eyes. At that time, the burning hatred was too deep. He only saw the determination in his eyes, but could not see the deep sadness buried under the determination.

Many years later, when Ta Xianjun committed suicide by taking poison, he unknowingly recalled this first fierce battle in his life.

he couldn’t help but think that Chu Wanning was indeed determined to die to stop himself…

All living beings are the first, and they are the last.

He once called him a villain who only talks nicely.

But Chu Wanning does what he says.

——”Be kind.”

said his master.

“Hold no evil.”

Golden light flashed.

Mo Ran only had time to see clearly the last calmness in Wan Ning’s eyes, and saw the light in the palm of his hand blazing. This Beidou Immortal Lord, this man with no relatives and friends in the world of cultivation, summoned three divine weapons again at the expense of his own spiritual core.

Jiugetian asked Huaisha.

Qu Zi’s arrogance, how much did Chu Wanning get?

The mighty army made of ink was finally suppressed by Chu Wanning with the power of the spiritual core, and the black and white pieces were broken into ashes under the brilliance of Shenwu.

Strange to say, Mo Ran was standing opposite Chu Wanning at that time, just a few feet away.He looked at this man who was stubbornly resisting and put in all his efforts, but he actually didn’t make a move to stop him.

He looked a little surprised and curious.

He wanted to know what this thin lover in front of him could do for his so-called “sentient beings”.

he just looked at it.

Watch Chu Wanning use up the last inch of spiritual power.

The turbulent river tide subsided, and the elegant birds that blocked the sun dispersed.

The controlled living people recovered their consciousness one by one, and the controlled dead people closed their eyes again and fell asleep underground.

The ink burned and looked like that.

he saw Beidou Immortal Lord’s spiritual core shattered, saw Chu Wanning’s brilliance fall, saw his master kneeling in front of him, and finally fell into the dust slumped.

Mo Ran didn’t have much expression at the time, his face was slightly tilted, and his mother’s murmuring instructions before she died were vaguely heard in her ears.The kind-hearted woman stroked his cheek and said to him: “Repay kindness, don’t seek revenge.”

After so many years, he heard such a familiar sentence again.Before Chu Wanning presented his soul core, he said to him: “Think good things, don’t keep evil.”

But he didn’t do it.

There seems to be endless resentment in his heart, and only blood can give him a moment of respite——

He destroyed the pinnacle of death and life, massacred the Confucian Fengmen, killed uncles and aunts, tens of thousands of monks, and ruined several leaders, making Tianchi dyed red and the mountains full of bones.

In the end, the rebels surrounded the mountain and he committed suicide in front of the tower.

These things were all experienced by him, and the heinous crimes were all caused by him.In the horrific tragedy, he was the creditor, and the blood of thousands of people was stained by his failure to return, and the Zhenlong chess game cost tens of thousands of lives.

is he.

Mo Ran felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and he was forced to breathe.

Suddenly, he heard a muffled groan and pulled him out of the mire of memories. When he came back to his senses, he saw Mu Yanli’s shoulder being stabbed by a chess piece, and hot blood splattered on his face.

“Pavilion Master!”

“Pavilion Master, be careful!”

The people from Tianyin Pavilion immediately rushed forward to protect Mu Yanli.

Mu Yanli took a breath, gritted his teeth and said, “It doesn’t matter.”

The Zhenlong chess piece in front of her pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in her hand. In full view of the public, the chess piece knelt down to Mo Ran.He covered his face with a mask, lowered his head and said: “My subordinate failed to protect me and caused my master to be disturbed. He deserves death.”

Everyone was horrified.

“It’s a chess piece controlled by Mo Ran!”

“He calls him master!”

Mo Ran said: “No…no…”

But who believes him?

Who will believe him!

Mo Ran shook his head and retreated in despair, looking at the faces filled with hatred and doubt.

No.

He went to see Xue Meng, but Xue Meng was too far away and didn’t notice the movement at all. Then he saw Mrs. Wang and Xue Zhengyong.

The two of them saw all these changes, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The ink burned lips and he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what else to defend.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a group of chess pieces emerging from behind Mrs. Wang. Between the lightning and flint, he shouted: “Auntie! Be careful!!”

This loud shout made everyone turn around. Xue Zhengyong was immediately alert, but because there were chess pieces trapped on both sides, it was too late to return.

“Aunt!”

“Mother——!”

“Bang!”

There was a crisp sound of metal, and it was Jiang Xi who swept out of the crowd with a powerful Snow Phoenix Sword, knocking back the Zhenlong chess piece that was approaching Mrs. Wang several feet in one fell swoop.

Mrs. Wang was shocked and said: “Junior brother…”

“…” Jiang Xi glanced back at her coldly, and only said, “Keep your eyes open.”

At this time, Master Xuanjing suddenly discovered that the sky was dark and covered with thick clouds, approaching the pinnacle of life and death.he couldn’t see clearly at first, but then he could see it clearly, but he couldn’t believe it.

It wasn’t until many people around him noticed the billowing black cloud that he finally confirmed it, blew his beard and shouted: “How is it possible?! How many chess pieces are there?!!!”

The black chess pieces are rolling in the river tide, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Some are dead and some are living. All of these people have had their faces melted by some kind of magic, their mouths and tongues have been pulled out, and they cannot speak even if they regain their consciousness.

Behind them, there are birds and beasts controlled by Zhenlong chess pieces, including lackeys, dragons and snakes.

“Mo Weiyu!!”

“The ink burns…”

At this time, these people turned back to stare at him, but they were more afraid than angry. Some of the people who were approaching him even took a few steps back involuntarily.

“Madman… Mo Ran, are you crazy…”

“How many chess pieces have you refined?!”

Mo Ran opened his mouth.

He wanted to say, no, not me.

But if it’s not he, who else could it be?

The door of life and death in time and space opens again, and the Tao Xianjun descends into the world with millions of soldiers.

What is the difference between he and Ta Xianjun?

They have the same memory, use the same spells, and master Mo is equally good at the Zhenlong chess game played by the Immortal Lord Club.If the chess pieces made by Ta Xianjun are not given special orders, they will also recognize Master Mo as their master.

Therefore, he killed his relatives and massacred the city, and practiced forbidden arts.

Thousands of troops and horses scatter beans and become an army.

Subvert the world, and all living beings will be spoiled.

These are all his doings, and no one has ever wronged him.

More and more chess pieces are pressing in, and there is no end as far as the eye can see. They are like black ink quickly spreading on the rice paper, approaching step by step.

Some people are already panicking: “What should I do!”

Mu Yanli said angrily: “Mo Ran! What else do you have to say! You designed all this! I only hate that Tianyin Pavilion did not intervene in this matter earlier and kill you!”

Dark clouds cover the sun, making the sky dark and the earth dark.

The mountain is full of desolate winds, and these tens of thousands of dead chess pieces are like huge bells hanging in the sky. They will fall to the ground at any time, shattering the world, and killing people like ants.

The ink-burning pupils tightened and he looked at the sky.

Everyone did not want to be captured without restraint, so they were already fighting with the chess pieces with their swords or at close range. This time the battle was much more intense than before, with blood and screams everywhere.

Heads rolled down.

Intestinal discharge.

But there is also a steady stream of black tide rushing towards the skyline, which is endless and terrifying.

Suddenly I heard Xue Meng’s shout in the distance: “Dad! Mother!”

Mo Ran turned around quickly and saw that Xue Zhengyong and Jiang Xi were both covered in blood. The bright red splash was so violent that it was hard to tell whether it was their own injuries or the blood stains when they killed the enemy.

Xue Meng struggled to squeeze towards his parents, fighting all the way, but was outnumbered.

“Xue Meng——!”

Mo Ran wanted to help him, but Xue Meng seemed very conflicted when he saw he. Xue Meng was avoiding he.

Suddenly, a dead soldier from the Confucian Feng Sect raised his sword and stabbed Xue Meng in the shoulder. Blood immediately flowed out and the light armor was stained.

“Xue Meng…Xue Meng!”

Mo Ran rushed toward he anxiously, but there were so many people fighting, and they were so far away, he couldn’t get through… he couldn’t get through…

After being injured, more chess pieces rushed toward Xue Meng, and the young man’s figure was quickly engulfed in a group of Zhenlong puppets with red eyes.

“Monger!”

“Meng’er——!”

Screaming.

It was Mrs. Wang’s voice and Xue Zhengyong’s voice.

The ink has never heard such a scream that broke his bones.

His scalp is numb.

Xue Meng……

No.

It shouldn’t be like this.

There must be a way, there must be a way!!

Since Hua Binan asked him to come over and set up such a situation, it was definitely not to let him see the summit of life and death destroyed. What did Hua Binan want him to do?

What do you want him to do??!What exactly does Hua Binan want him to do?!!!What is this “surprise” for?How can I end this, how can I let him go…

Suddenly.

he thought about it, he understood it.

The ink burned for a moment, and then his heart beat loudly.

he finally understood.

Hua Binan did something ruthless, not only to ruin his reputation, but also to make him unable to turn back… He understood.

Nangong Si did this in Jiao Mountain.

Chu Wanning had done it in a duel in his previous life.

He has no spiritual power now… but his spiritual core is still there.

he can feel the brilliance flowing in his chest, rising and falling with his heartbeat.

The ferocious and crazy sneer of the Immortal Monarch in his previous life seemed to appear before his eyes again——

“You have no spiritual power anymore. If you continue to fight with me, your spiritual core will be broken. Master, you are so proud, you will not be willing to be a mortal even if you die, right?”

he knows what to do.

His eyes were warm, and amidst the flames of war, Mo Ran’s mood suddenly calmed down.

In his previous life, Chu Wanning died as a martyr and personally told he that the so-called “all living beings are the first and one is the last” is not an empty statement.

he seemed to see the pale face of Chu Wanning in his previous life before he overdrawn his spiritual core.

He’s master thought that he would definitely die. Before he died, He said to Mo Ran:

“Think good and do not do evil.”

The earth roared.

“What’s wrong?”

“What’s going on?”

Everyone was stunned, dodging while looking for the source of the movement.

In fact, there is no need to look for it.

Where Mo Ran was standing, a raging fire suddenly erupted – it was not a real flame, but a strong spiritual current when the fire spiritual core was overdrawn and burned, wrapping Mo Ran completely in it.

Mo Weiyu.

The Immortal-Stepping Emperor in his previous life is now a Grandmaster.

he… he In the face of the catastrophe, he actually… actually tried to prevent all of this…

His own spiritual core was shattered!

Like Nangong Si Chu Wanning, the fragmentation of the spiritual core caused him to suddenly gain his maximum spiritual power. His eyes were dyed red by the flames, and there was not much pain on his handsome and upright face.

Who is he at this moment?

He, can you stop being the Immortal King despised by thousands of people?

If possible, he would also like to be Chu Wanning.

The spiritual core slowly shattered and melted in the chest.

The flames burned brighter and brighter, penetrating the clouds and fog, illuminating the sky.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the pure and clean dreams of his childhood were all falling back to the bottom of his heart. Standing in the flames, he saw Duan Yihan and Chu Wanning.

I saw her touching his cheek in the woodshed and saying – “Repay kindness, don’t hold grudges.”

I saw the young man outside Wubei Temple holding rice milk and carefully feeding it to him.

“Drink slowly, it’s not enough and there’s more…”

He In these two lifetimes, I have always wanted to be a good person.

He didn’t do it in his previous life.

In this life, when I look back on my past and ask myself, I feel sad for nearly ten years.

He didn’t know how to compensate, and he suffered day and night, but couldn’t get a result.

If he told others that he had an old dream of sheltering poor people from all over the world, who would believe him?

There is only ridicule, abuse, and ridicule.

Because he is Mo Weiyu and he is Emperor Taxian.

He missed it and killed people, so no matter how he tried to make up for it, it would be of no use.

All wrong.

No one can forgive him.

Perhaps only in this firelight, only at this moment when the spiritual core is broken, martyred, and walked towards the path of Chu Wanning’s previous life, can he get a little bit of comfort.

Only he can carefully say:

“If possible, I would also like to be Chu Wanning.”

Please, don’t laugh at me when you hear this wish.

Don’t spit on me.

I was stupid, and for a long time, I had no one to accompany me.

I walked like this for two lifetimes and took the wrong path for twenty years.

I’m so stupid. I don’t know why I ended up in endless darkness. I don’t know why things ended up like this. Looking back, it was all wrong.

I can’t find my mother-in-law.

I can’t find the Master either.

Please, hell is too cold.

Can you please let me go back…

I want to go home.