[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 303 [English]

Chapter 303 [The Peak of Death and Life] Xue Meng in the previous life

There is a bottomless chasm before the road of martyrdom, which is the trace left by Chu Wanning’s previous use of the corpse-splitting technique.At this time, the rain poured loudly into the gully, like a noisy waterfall.

Above the chasm, a man in black and gold robes had his back to them, holding a Mo Dao in one hand and flying in the air.

Hearing the movement, the man’s fingertips moved slightly and he slowly turned around.

It’s ink burning!

In the hunting wind, his heart seemed to be chopped by an ax stone, and Chu Wanning stared at the person in front of him in disbelief….What on earth is going on?!

Rumble——

Pale lightning flashed, and then thunder broke out.

The pale light illuminated the bloody face of Emperor Taxian.That face was so terrifying that the teacher couldn’t help but take a step back.

But Chu Wanning took two steps forward involuntarily.

Bloodstains.

His face was covered with bloodstains. Except for his face, every inch of exposed skin was criss-crossed with blood and flesh.He is simply like a corpse that has been dismembered but failed because the blade was not sharp enough. There are cracks all over the body, but the handsome appearance of the past is still there between the eyebrows.

“…”

Chu Wanning’s lips were blue and white, and he stood in the pouring rain, looking at the living dead who had been chopped into pieces with thousands of knives.

The living dead also stared at him, a pair of black and white eyes filled with blood and tears.

Ta Xianjun’s consciousness was blurred, memories were fighting with each other, souls were fighting with souls, maybe because it was too painful, he couldn’t help but hold half of his face with the hand that was not holding the knife.

Black-red blood and rain dripped from the fingers.

he’s thick eyelashes trembled, showing the anger of Ta Xianjun and the confusion of Grandmaster Mo: “…Why do you do this to me?”

Allen Chu: “…”

“Why do you want to kill me?” The man was stunned, with Chu Wanning’s reflection reflected in his pupils.Slowly, his expression became helpless and supple, and he murmured: “Master, is there something I didn’t do well again?”

“No…”

“Did I make you unhappy again?”

Listening to he’s voice, the mountains and rivers in Allen Chu’s mind were shattered, and everything was in chaos.He wonders, is it Taxianjun in the rain curtain?No…no, that’s Mo Ran.

Whether it is Emperor Taxian or Grandmaster Mo, they are both Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was covered in blood and staggered towards him. Under the bloodstains was a corpse-white face. There was no focus in the eyes that were opened, only a vast sadness.

“How did I let you down again? You want to do this to me.”

The rain almost hit Chu Wanning’s bones, making him shiver with cold.He just watched Mo Ran walking towards him step by step, Mo Ran was crying, and his eyes were full of blood.

“Stop hitting me with a whip…it will hurt me…no matter how stupid or slow you are…if you hit me…it will hurt me…Master…”

The tremors ranged from subtle to severe, to unsteady standing, and Chu Wanning almost collapsed.

He knelt down, curled up in a ball in the heavy rain, and his stomach seemed to be torn and crushed by sharp claws. At this moment, he looked more like a dead person than the ink in front of him.

“I’m sorry…” Allen Chu was hoarse and sad, “…I’m sorry…”

Your scars are as long as my pain.

The blood of your hatred finally engulfed me.

He knelt in front of Mo Ran, hunched and shivering. He raised his head with almost all the remaining courage in his life, but because he took another look at the body that was delayed by him, he finally burst into tears: “I can’t help you…”

He doesn’t know what went wrong. It’s probably because the living dead who still have a soul can’t be considered a real corpse, so the corpse-splitting spell didn’t take effect completely.

The ink is not dead, but he is going crazy.Those memories of pain, madness, confusion or sadness in his life came up one after another.

He is Mo Weiyu, Grandmaster Mo, Ta Xianjun, and Xiao Ran’er.

Countless fragments came together to form the broken man in front of him.

“The ink burns…”

Hearing the sound of he, the ink-burning pupils turned slightly.He stopped, the rain dripped down on his feet, everything was red, and the ground was covered with blood.

After a pause, the man with split consciousness suddenly became irritable, as if he had been invaded by another consciousness. He began to pace back and forth, and his sinister expression became more and more ferocious on his twisted face.

“Chu Wanning! You hate me so much that you want my life at all costs, right?”

“I hate you so much too! I wish I could tear you into pieces and eat your intestines. I wish you could die for thousands of eternities! You can’t blame me. You are the one who killed me——!”

The sleeves of the robe are hunting, and the eyes are wide open with anger.

He was so furious that he seemed to be about to rise up and strangle Chu Wanning’s throat in the next moment and crush him into pieces.

But it is like a bow that is broken before it is full, or a sword that is broken before it is drawn out.

There was only an explosion, and a blue light hit Ta Xianjun’s chest. Ta Xianjun’s eyes dimmed, and he suddenly became silent and grimaced.After a few pauses, he slowly stood up straight, standing alone and coldly beside the Road of Martyrdom.

Chu night Ning looked back and saw the teacher holding the rock precariously, still maintaining the posture of throwing spells. A pair of peach blossom eyes were fierce and fierce, shining with excitement.

“It’s almost time to reminisce about the past.” Shi Mei gritted his teeth, raised his fingers to form a seal, and stared at the bloody Emperor Taxian, “You know what is most important. Since you are not dead, hurry up and collect the last thirty chess pieces for me!”

“Hurry,” he said, taking a breath, “Can’t delay any longer.”

Under the light of the talisman, Ta Xianjun’s face, which was originally chaotic and full of good and evil, gradually became as calm as dead water and as cold as frost and snow.

Whether it was madness or resentment in his eyes, all emotions disappeared.

Ta Xianjun nodded briefly to his teacher, and the flames of the Mo Dao in his hand lit up.He replied almost numbly: “Yes. Master.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and lowered the protective spell to protect Shi Mei, and then the black robe lifted up like an eagle, about to fly towards the front hall.But Fang rose into the air, and a figure stood in front of he.

Chu Wanning stopped him.

My whole body was soaked, and my heart had been crushed and crushed. I wished I could turn into dust and be shattered into pieces in the storm.

But he still had to stop him.

“It would be nice if more people were more comfortable…”

That was what Mo Ran said to him when he was awake, so no matter how painful and exhausted he was, he would hold on until the last moment.

Chu Wanning said hoarsely: “Huaisha, call me.”

Taxianjun looked at the familiar golden light appearing in his palm, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Huaisha.

rainstorm.

The world is in ruins.There is no limit to the sea of ​​blood.

Many years ago, we had a similar day.On that day, they devoted all their blood to each other and spent their whole life’s force, fighting until the sky and the earth changed color, and the golden crow sank to the west.

I never thought that the master-disciple battle in the previous life would come to the world again after so many years.

There may always be a destiny in a person’s life, just like Nangong Si is destined to die in his prime, Ye Wangxi is destined to become a beautiful gentleman, and he is destined to be doomed at the end of life and death.Ta Xianjun and Chu Wanning are destined to face each other with swords.

Whether it’s hate or love.

There is no escape.

“No return. Summoned.”

Shen Chi spoke in a low voice, and the green light illuminated Ta Xianjun’s eyes.He is now under the strongest control of Shi Mo, and there is no wave in his eyes. He is like a mirror from hell, reflecting the cold and lonely figure of Chu Wanning in the rain.

The sword energy breaks through the clouds, and the horizontal sword goes against the rain!

In the strong wind, two figures, one black and one white, intertwined and killed each other, and the spiritual currents collided!

He They quickly moved out of the wind and rain, and in an instant they were walking on the flat sand. The wind was roaring, and the water around the two of them splashed like foam in the snow sea, or like dust and smoke rising from the fighting.No one slacked off, fighting each other with all their strength, fighting all the way from the back mountain to the front of the Babel Tower.

The battle was so overwhelming that people on the mountain and down the mountain were startled for a while, and they all raised their heads and looked at each other——

“Is it Chu Wanning?”

“He, why did he fight with Mo Ran? Aren’t he two of us together?”

The raindrops are like thousands of horses trampling wildly. At the top of the peak of life and death, the golden light in Chu Wanning’s hand penetrates the sun and stabs the chest of the Immortal Lord!However, before the light came, a loud cracking sound was heard, and the majestic flaming sun burst out from the palm of the Immortal Monarch with the force of lava splashing, like a volcanic torrent swallowing up the golden light!

“Bang!”

In an instant, broken tiles and bricks were scattered everywhere, and the surrounding trees were uprooted.

At this time, Jiang Xi was leading the crowd to confront the chess pieces in front of the mountain gate. He reacted very quickly and shouted sternly: “Be careful!” Yan Bi suddenly opened a barrier to protect the people around him. The rocks, sand, and towering trees all fell on he’s barrier.

It was extremely difficult for Jiang Xi to support him. A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out and he knelt down on one knee. His lips and teeth were all scarlet.

“Open the barrier quickly! I can’t stop it the second time!”

Many monks remembered in a panic at this time, and they all hurriedly held out their barrier umbrellas.He raised his head and looked towards the direction of Tongtian Tower. At this moment, they couldn’t help but feel a little stunned. Mo Weiyu and Chu Wanning, what kind of strength is this…

In front of the Pagoda of the Pagoda, the two masters and disciples fought more and more fiercely. Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and responded to every move and every move made by Taxianjun.Apart from He, there is probably no other person in the world who can take on as many attacks as the Emperor.

Only Chu Wanning can.

——The man in front of him, the tip of the knife, the dodge, are all the same as before, all taught by Chu Wanning himself.

It was at the summit of life and death, and even in front of the Tower of Babel several times, that he adjusted Mo Ran’s movements and postures hand by hand, and repeatedly told him the formulas and mental techniques.From an ignorant young boy, to this moment where weapons are clashing.

This is the second peak showdown between Beidou Immortal Lord Chu Wanning and his disciple Ta Immortal Emperor Mo Weiyu.

In that scene that year, Chu Wanning came with his sword in hand and still had hope in his heart.He thought he could save a disciple who had gone astray, so he went all out for this.

But in this case, Chu Wanning knew that there was no turning back. No matter whether he won or lost, the person he wanted to redeem most could not come back.

Ta Xianjun shouted: “Anyone who stops me will die.”

The scene of young Mo Ran practicing his sword flashed before his eyes. The innocent child, with sweat dripping on his forehead, stepped on the bamboo to fly into the air under the rising morning light. He pulled out three sword flowers and then landed lightly on the ground.

He turned his head and grinned at Chu Wanning, pear deep: “Master, Master, do you think I have learned well?”

Flames burst out from his palms, slashing into his chest and ribs.

Chu night Ning dodged away, and the bloody palm of Ta Xianjun wiped his clothes.

But back then, when Mo Ran was sparring with He at the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, it was clearly the same move. At that time, the young man’s palms were still slim and long, with no scars at all.

The young man was very gentle when he looked at He from the side. Later he smiled and held He’s hand and said, “I won’t hit him anymore. If I keep hitting him, there will be no end.”

The knife is howling, the sword is chanting.

Chu night Ning suddenly remembered that in Yuliang Village, Mo Ran eagerly took him to watch the social opera by the lake. The brass beams were ringing and the drum strings were noisy.

In my ears, the actor sang at the top of his voice: “The overlord is exhausted——”

A face was smeared with colorful paint on the stage, and Mo Ran in the audience watched attentively. Chu Wanning raised his head, and Mo Ran immediately pulled away from the eternal sorrow and raised his eyes from the long-cherished wish of childhood.

he smiled and asked he: “Does it look good?”

The eyes are dark and warm.

Chu Wanning once felt that those plays were long and babbling, and one word could be broken into three words to sing. He didn’t understand what was so good about it.But at this moment, he desperately wanted to return to the stage of the social theater in Yuliang Village.

The pine oil blew up the fire, and Wu Sheng encouraged him to blow it towards the river, making the rivers and lakes brilliant.It would be great if I could sing that scene for the rest of my life.

“Zheng!”

Suddenly, Huaisha lost his mind and was shot down by Bugui!

It was the same back then, when the Divine Sword fell behind, He immediately swept back and summoned Tian Wen to temporarily block it.But this time, the strength of Ta Xianjun was one level closer, so before Chu Wanning had time to retreat, the unsheathed black knife was pointed at his chest.

Taxianjun narrowed his eyes.

He’s eyes were so gray that he couldn’t tell who he was pointing at.I only know that my opponent’s spirit has run out, just like a person running at night on Liangshan Mountain, listening to the sound of reed pipes and being surrounded by songs all night long.

All that’s left is stubborn resistance in the dead end.

“Something in the way.”

The thin lips opened and closed, and he cut it off with one knife!!

At this critical moment of life and death, a black gold folding fan flew towards him and hit Taxian Lord head-on!This fan came with great force, and its power was astonishing. Taxianjun immediately retreated and blocked with his sword, but he was still forced to take a step back by the black gold fan.

Immediately afterwards, three red and blue intertwined light arrays came down from high altitude, with the force of thunder, and actually trapped the Immortal Monarch in them!

“Who?!” Taxianjun couldn’t move for a moment, and couldn’t help but crush it with his molars, and shouted angrily, “Get out!”

Black clouds turned into ink, and three blurry shadows stood on the top of the towering Babel Tower. They jumped down from the heavy rain and waterfall and landed steadily in front of the long steps.At this time, I can finally see their faces clearly. The three of them——

A fox-fur coat falls on his forehead, and his eyebrows are frivolous.

A man with blond hair tied up his arms and his eyes were cold.

The man standing at the front, about thirty or forty years old, is dressed in silver and blue light armor, with sharp eyes and a calm expression. A scar runs diagonally through his left forehead. This man has no frivolous edge at all, but is just calm, and has a kind of thickness that is very similar to Xue Zhengyong.

The man raised his hand, caught the black gold folding fan that was spinning back, and raised his youthful eyes.

They are the Mei brothers from the previous life…and…

A thunder cracked the sky.

Allen Chu looked at the man——

Another Xue Meng in the mortal world!!!