[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 276 [English]

Chapter 276 [Tianyin Pavilion] I will sacrifice for you

The execution ground is solemn.The ink-burning spiritual core fragments were continuously taken out and dug out.

Piece after piece.

He endured it with all his might, and endured it fiercely. It was one thing to pay for the sin, but it was another thing to show weakness. He did not want to feel pain in front of Mu Yanli, he was like a rock.

The pain is too deep and the sea of ​​suffering is floating.

Suddenly, I heard a sound that exploded in my skull like spring thunder.

“Ink burns!”

Impossible, how is it possible?

How could it be he…

It must be that he is in too much pain, has hallucinations, and is confused.

“Ink burns!!”

The surroundings gradually became noisy, as if someone was exclaiming and shouting, a strong wind blew in the sky, and Mu Yanli’s hand stopped.

The ink burned and trembled, trying its best to raise its head——

He saw his god Yulong Bence swooping down from the sky.

He saw his god’s white clothes fluttering, as if he were an immortal.

Getting closer, the face next to the majestic dragon horn became clear, and the ink-burning heart suddenly throbbed, which was more painful than a knife poking him.

He saw that his god was crying, Chu Wanning… was crying.

“Master…honor…”

The wound in the chest was bleeding profusely, and the ink burned and struggled, and the rings clinked.

Chu night Ning jumped off the giant dragon. The moment he landed in front of the execution platform, the paper candle dragon turned into a dazzling golden light and returned to the spell.

“Yuheng!”

“Master!”

“Elder Yuheng!”

Everyone in the stands at the Peak of Life and Death stood up, and people from the other sects also started up in shock. Even the common people were shocked and asked: “Is this the rumored Beidou Immortal Lord?”

“It’s Mo Ran’s master!”

“Didn’t they say they were cut off in two?”

Chu Wanning’s eyes were originally red, and when he saw the blood and spiritual core fragments in the silver plate, he collapsed.

He had a hoarse throat and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, he was already choked with sobs.

“You…can’t do this to him…”

There was an uproar everywhere.

“What is he talking about?”

“Is he crazy? Mo Ran is a crazed murderer!”

Every word is like a sharp knife cutting Chu Wanning’s heart, and every accusation is like an awl sinking into Chu Wanning’s chest.

It hurts so much.

Chu Wanning looked at the man in the Tianyin Pavilion barrier, with moist black eyes, silently staring at himself, the man who had his heart broken and his soul core damaged.

The man who didn’t even know he had been wronged when so many people pointed him at him.

So silly.

Chu nightning’s lips moved and his whole body trembled.

He put his hand against the transparent barrier of Tianyin Pavilion, and he choked with sobs: “My judgment was wrong… I was wrong…”

Don’t stab him with your dagger, stab me.

Prick me…

All the Taoists step on the immortal king and are ruthless, while Mo Weiyu is contented.

In the previous life, everyone was criticizing and criticizing, hoping that he would not die.In this life, I feel uneasy day and night, and I cannot escape my inner condemnation.

But who knows the truth?

Mu Yanli seemed anxious. After the initial shock, he immediately raised the sharp knife again, with blood dripping from the tip and speckled with stars.

Mo Ran murmured: “Don’t look.”

With a pop, the dagger entered the heart again, and blood spurted out.

Chu Wanning’s pupils suddenly shrank, and after a while, his voice exploded like a hoarse voice: “Don’t-!!!”

The golden light flashed, and the strong wind surged.

Tianwen responded to the call and struck down with a whip. The dozens of high-level disciples who maintained the barrier in Tianyin Pavilion were unable to withstand the blow. They all vomited blood and knelt down, and the barrier instantly collapsed.In the midst of the dazzling light, Chu Wanning held his own spark-splashing divine weapon and flew straight towards the center of the execution platform.

“Someone wants to kidnap the prisoner!”

“Chu Wanning wants to rob the prisoner!!”

Mu Yanli immediately put the spiritual core fragments in the hard drive into the Qiankun bag, turned around and ordered sternly: “Stop him!”

“Yes! Pavilion Master!”

The golden wave of Tianyin Pavilion surged up and collided fiercely with Chu Wanning’s spiritual flow. The monks in the stands were stunned. They had never seen Chu Wanning look like this——

Crazy, tragic.

There is no sense anymore.

Seeing that Chu Wanning was getting closer and closer, Mu Yanli cursed in a low voice, and frost flashed in his eyes. Finally, he dug out a piece of broken spiritual core and put it into the Qiankun bag. Then he hunted in his clothes and turned around to fight with Chu Wanning.

“Master Chu, are you serious about saving him? You have thought clearly. If you take this step, you will be infamous for thousands of years, and you and he will have to bear it!”

The sword light illuminated Mu Yanli’s almond-shaped eyes, and she stared at him.

Tianwen strangled Mu Yanli’s sword, and light suddenly flew everywhere.

Allen Chu chewed every word: “Then, let me accompany him!”

The official history is neat and tidy, with all the heroes included.

But I just want to be with you, whether it’s lying in the Tyrant’s Legend or dying on the evil list, it’s all good.

I don’t want future generations to regard me as a god and you as a ghost when they mention us.I don’t want future generations to write about this period of time and it will be written that you and I turned against each other, and master and disciple became enemies.

If I can’t clear your name.

The ink burns, the ink rains slightly, and the immortal king is stepped on.

I am willing to be reviled for eternity with you.

Hell is too cold.

Ink burns, I will sacrifice you.

As the clouds gathered together, the dazzling light and shadow dazzled everyone.

People on and off the stage were even more confused and confused. In the chaos, they could only hear “Zheng! Zheng!” Two sounds were heard, and Tian Wen suddenly broke the chains binding Mo Ran.

The ink burned and fell to the ground all of a sudden, falling into Chu Wanning’s warm arms.

His blood instantly dyed his white clothes red.

Mo Ran, who had not shed tears since the beginning, and who had never choked up after having his chest cut open and his heart torn out, finally collapsed at this moment. He’s hand trembled, raised, and then dropped.

He wants to hold Chu Wanning so much, but also wants to push Chu Wanning away. He eagerly hopes to be inseparable from Chu Wanning, and deeply desires that everything about Chu Wanning is good, always clean, and has nothing to do with his own filth.

So he doesn’t know whether to hold her or separate.

A pair of hands trembled for so long, and finally carefully held Allen Chu’s back.

The ink burned and cried.

He said: “Master…why don’t you blame me…why do you still need to save me…”

Chu nightning only felt terribly distressed. He hugged the person tightly in his arms and no longer cared about the gazes around him. Everyone was watching, and he had thousands of words to say, but he didn’t know what to say first.

“I’m so dirty… I’ll make you dirty too…” Mo Ran whispered, and the words were full of blood. The more he cried, the sadder he became. This man who never showed weakness in front of others no longer had armor in Allen Chu’s arms. “But I’m also afraid that you don’t want me anymore… If you don’t want me, I really don’t know where to go…”

The broken one is obviously the spiritual core of the ink burning, and the prick is the ink burning heart.

But at this time, Chu Wanning felt that his heart was also spasming, torn to pieces by Ling Chi, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

It turns out that every muscle and every bone is closely connected.

A large number of monks from the Tianyin Pavilion surrounded them, tightly wrapping them up and pressing them step by step.

Chu nightning’s white clothes were stained with blood, holding Tianwen in one hand and Mo Ran in the other.

There are many right and wrongs in the world, but it is actually not easy to explain them clearly.

Too much self-righteousness.

There are many calculations with ulterior motives.

Therefore, Qu Zi is pregnant with sand, and Miluo is weeping with water.Wu Mu was wronged and resented by the storm.

They can still be restored to their innocence, but what about the more loyal young people?Not every unjust crime can be exposed, and there are still people who stay in the dark until the end and never have a chance to reverse the case.

Chu night Ning hugged Mo Ran and said softly: “Don’t be afraid, I won’t let you go.”

“Master…”

“I will always be with you, life or death, and I will take you home.”

After losing the healing spell, Mo Ran’s consciousness became more and more drowsy, and his heart became more and more painful. But when he heard this sentence, his whole person was shocked, and then his lips moved, tears rolled down, but he smiled.

“You treat me so well, my basket is full… I’m very happy…” He paused, and his voice gradually fell softly.

“Master, I’m so sleepy…I’m cold…”

Chu night Ning’s body trembled slightly, and he held the hand that burned the ink harder, and kept sending his spiritual power in, but it was useless.

Just like in the previous life, on the top of Kunlun Mountain, Ta Xianjun held his dying self and tried to save his life.

It’s no use.

Allen Chu was very anxious, his eyes were wet and red, and tears rolled down silently, but he still touched his hair, turned his face, kissed his wet and cold forehead, and said hoarsely: “Don’t sleep, tell me, what basket?”

The faces of those around were full of vigilance, contempt, coldness, wariness, disgust, and disgust.

But so what.

Nothing matters anymore.

Reputation, dignity, life.

For two lifetimes, he has watched Mo Ran fall into the abyss, but he is helpless.He just felt so painful and felt like such a failure.

It’s he who came late.

The ink burned softly, and his consciousness gradually faded. The blood flowed more and more, and his body became colder and colder. He said softly: “I only have a small basket… There is a hole in the small basket… It is empty… I have fished it for a long time…”

He subconsciously wanted to curl up.

The blue-white lips were slurping and whimpering.

“Master…my heart aches…”

“Hug me, please.”

Allen Chu’s heart ached, and he couldn’t help but say: “I hold you, it doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

But Mo Ran can no longer hear it, and Mo Ran’s consciousness has been confused.

It’s all messy.

Like the child who was helpless and had insufficient food and clothing in the woodshed many years ago, like the child who knelt down next to his mother’s rotting corpse in the mass grave and howled uncontrollably.

Like the Immortal Emperor who can never go back to the past.

Like the lonely figure under the Tower of Babel.

Like Grandmaster Mo who walks alone with his sword waiting for his soul to return.

Like the man curled up on the bed on a rainy night with his pillow wet.

“I feel so much pain…it really hurts…”

“Master, have I paid everything back? Am I already clean…”

It’s getting blurry.

“Master.”

In the end, that innocent boy, that young man, that devil, that tyrant, that little disciple, choked with sobs, slowly, and his voice was like a cloud of smoke.

“It’s dark, I’m so scared… I want to go home…”

Chu Wanning has been listening to he talking, and at this moment, he is crying.

Mo Ran, Mo Ran, why are you so stupid?

What is paid off, what is clean…

I owe it to you.

No one knows the truth, and even your own memory has been erased.

But I finally know——

I finally know that you have only been my apprentice for a few months, but you have spent two lifetimes protecting me.

Carrying all the infamy, accusations, misunderstandings and slanders.

Forced to become crazy, crazy, bloodthirsty, and dirty.

If it weren’t for you, the person kneeling on this confession stand today should be me, and the person whose heart is being ripped out… would also be me.

It was Emperor Taxian who used his soul to protect Wanye Yuheng.

From then on he fell into darkness forever.

And he remains bright forever.

All wrong.

At this moment, the elites of Tianyin Pavilion were like cheetahs that had been wandering around for a long time, finally breaking out of the air, tearing the air with their sharp claws, and more than a hundred people rushed towards them!

Tianwen’s golden light was so intense that it turned pale, and it was so white that it was blinding.

“Kill them!”

“Stop them!”

Chu night rather closed his eyes.

Besieged on all sides, the sound of killing is shocking——

The surrounding crowds attacked, and in the bloody light of the sword shadow, Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes!Then he lowered his hand, opened his five fingers, and in an instant a strong wind blew up, and he shouted sharply: “Huaisha, summon me!!”