[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 47 [English]

Chapter 47 I feel something is wrong

Chu Wanning was injured, and the other three were exhausted. After running into the corridor outside the Shenwu Library, Chu Wanning ordered them to take a rest.For a while, no one spoke first. They were standing or sitting, looking at the wounds on themselves or others, and regaining their strength.

Only Xue Meng was in a daze, his head drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Ran murmured: “Xue Meng…”

Xue Meng ignored no one. He walked stiffly to Chu Wanning, raised his head, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was broken.

“Master.”

Allen Chu looked at he and wanted to raise his hand to touch his messy hair, but finally held back.

“Is the divine weapon I selected earlier a fake?”

Chu Wanning did not speak.

Xue Meng’s eyes were even redder, and the black and white eyes were as crisscrossed with blood as spider webs. If it weren’t for his stubbornness and pride, he would have shed tears immediately.

“Will I never be able to get the weapons in the pool again?”

Allen Chu finally closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

The corridor was very quiet, only Chu Wanning’s clear and cold voice was heard.

“… Silly boy.”

A silly child full of sighs and helplessness made Xue Meng’s last bit of sanity collapse. He couldn’t bear it anymore, threw himself into Chu Wanning’s arms, hugged Chu Wanning’s waist, and burst into tears.

“Master…Master…”

Missing Jin Chengchi Shenwu is almost equivalent to missing the qualification to reach the pinnacle of the world of immortality.This is something that everyone knows very well. Mortals have limited magic power. Without the help of divine weapons, they are no more powerful than flesh and blood.

The young masters of those sects in the Upper Cultivation Realm all have some magical powers passed down from their ancestors. Even if they do not completely match their own spiritual power, they still have powerful power that cannot be underestimated.Only Xue Meng, because the Xue Zhengyong brothers started from scratch, did not get Jin Chengchi’s weapons.

Therefore, when he chose to use the ancestral sword to die together with the topping willow, he chose to let go of his past superiority and high-spiritedness.

Chu Wanning asked nothing and said nothing more. He held Xue Meng who cried loudly in his arms and touched his hair.Xue Meng is a spoiled child and has never suffered any grievances, so he has never cried since he can remember. He shows off his power all day long and is arrogant.

However, at this moment, tears were criss-crossing his young face, and every word was broken, like the magic weapon he was destined to never have, like the heroic dream he once thought was within his reach, all broken.

“Xue Meng.” Chu Wanning hugged the apprentice in his arms and comforted him.

The water waves at the bottom of the lake blew Chu Wanning’s white cloak and long ink-colored hair. At that moment, Mo Ran only had time to see his soft eyelashes hanging down, and there was a soft light underneath.Then the waves became bigger, and the clothes and long hair were messy. Wan Ning’s side face could no longer be seen clearly in the dimness.

I only heard he say: “Stop crying, you are already fine.”

The voice is not gentle, but it is a soft sentence in Chu Wanning’s mouth.

In the secret passage, the four people had their own thoughts, and no one said anything.

Mo Ran leaned against the cold wall, watching Chu Wanning hugging Xue Meng and patting his shoulder, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

A trip to the Golden Pond.

When I arrived, I was wearing fresh clothes and angry horses.

Zhongyong was injured when he passed away.

Xue Meng has been the proud son of heaven for fifteen years.

The scenery is infinite and the spirit is high.

Then one day, the Zhu Tower collapsed.

From now on, he will spend his long life forgetting the sharpness of these fifteen years.

When they ran out of the Shenwu Library, everyone saw the topping willow slowly falling down in the water, like an ancient giant exhausted, like the death of Kuafu and the death of the Golden Crow.The Jiao people who stayed on the ground were frightened and fled in all directions.

The arsenal of divine weapons that existed millions of years ago was destroyed overnight.

The sacred tree fell suddenly, setting off a frenzy in the Jincheng Pond. In front of the huge whirlpool, the dragon people transformed into their huge original bodies one after another in order to withstand the stormy waves.For a moment, the scales in the Jincheng Pond were churning, fish and dragons were jumping around, and it was difficult for a mortal to stand up.

Mo Ran shouted: “No, I can’t get out!”

While speaking, a thick dragon’s tail slapped at him, and Mo Ran quickly dodged it before narrowly passing by.

At this moment, a black blue dragon suddenly swooped over. Its body was larger than the other dragons, and its pitch-black scales were filled with cool golden light.

Mo Ran was shocked: “Looking at the moon?!!”

Wang Yue let out a long roar, he was originally a mute dragon, but at this moment he suddenly spoke, his voice was like a loud bell, and he shouted: “Grab my back, the topping willow is destroyed, Jinchengchi is about to be destroyed, hurry up! I will take you to escape!”

At this time, there was no other choice, and they couldn’t care whether Wang Yue was an enemy or a friend, so they all followed the instructions.Watching the Moon carried the four of them through the turbulent waves, where thousands of dragons swam swiftly and divided the water.

“Hurry up!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old dragon burst out of the ground, split the water and broke through the waves, and soared out of the sky.When the ink burns, they only feel that the strong current is rushing towards their faces. The water flow is like thousands of horses and thousands of troops galloping, trampling on the bones, bones and heart.They couldn’t open their eyes or breathe at all. They clung to the dragon’s back with both hands and used all their strength to prevent it from being thrown into the lake again.

When they were finally able to open their eyes, they had already ridden the dragon into the clouds, and were on the top of Jincheng Pool and the top of Xuying Peak.The thin spray of water vapor turned into tens of thousands of fluorescent lights, and scattered from the huge mirror-like dragon scales. In an instant, the smoke was like mist, and the mist turned into a rainbow.Looking at the moon makes the leader hiss, and the color of Bahuang changes.

Mo Ran heard Xue Meng’s voice coming from behind, looking excited and distant in the hunting wind. After all, he is really young, and it is easy to temporarily forget his sorrow because of some things——

“Oh my God! I’m flying! Flying on a dragon!”

Wangyue circled several times on the Xuying Peak, gradually shrank her figure, and slowly leaned down to land. When he stopped by the Jincheng Pond, he had shrunk to less than half of its original size, so as not to crush too many rocks, grass and trees around it.He curled up in place, quietly letting the ink burn and they got off the dragon’s back.

They turned back to look at Jincheng Pond, and saw that the ice melted, and the torrential waves surged, breaking the ice.At this time, the morning light was bright, the east was white, and the sunlight was shining brightly, flowing into the golden pool, creating a rippled surface.

Shi Mo suddenly said in surprise: “Look at those dragons in the pond!”

Those writhing and entangled dragons rose and fell with the raging waves, and gradually became motionless. Then they collapsed one by one and turned into bits of charred ash. One after another, black chess pieces rose from the lake and gathered in the air.

Mo Ran murmured: “Zhenlong chess game…”

The dragons, creatures, and even the topping willows in the entire pond have all fallen into the trap of Zhenlong’s chess game. The whole scene and conspiracy in the pond are actually a game set up by someone hiding in the dark!

Mo Ran suddenly shuddered.

He realized that something was wrong with the world after rebirth, and some things were advanced for no reason.

In the previous life, when he was sixteen years old, absolutely no one could play the Zhenlong chess game to this point. What is the origin of this fake hook?

Xue Meng said: “Look at the moon!”

Mo Ran turned around and saw Wang Yue lying motionless. There were no black chess pieces on his body, but he looked very weak and his eyes were half-closed.

“You…have done a good job…Jin Chengchi, who hooked up with God Chen, would rather be destroyed than…must not fall into the hands of evil…”

After he said these words, he suddenly emitted a golden light. After the light dissipated, he turned into a smaller human being.

“It’s you?!”

Mo Ran and Xue Meng spoke almost at the same time.

The Mochizuki in front of them is the old white-haired dragon man who led them to the spiritual body of Shenwuku before.Wangyue raised her head, with a hint of shame in her eyes.

“It’s me.”

Xue Meng was surprised: “You, why did you lead us to the Divine Arsenal? Are you going to save us or harm us? If it is to harm us, why do you have to send us ashore? If it is to save us, if we can’t solve the topping willow disaster, then wouldn’t it be…”

Wangyue lowered his eyes and said hoarsely: “I’m sorry. It was just the situation at that time that I had to do this. Fake Gouchen’s own cultivation is insufficient, so he relies entirely on the spiritual power of the topping willow to perform forbidden spells. Only by cracking the topping willow will his spell become ineffective. I have no other choice but to lead you to give it a try.”

Allen Chu shook his head, walked over, and waved his hand to heal him.

Wangyue sighed: “No need for it, Taoist Priest Benevolence. Like everything else in the pond, I have reached the end of my life. I originally relied on a little spiritual energy from the topping willow. Now that it has fallen, I will not live long.”

Chu nightning: “…………”

Wang Yue said: “Death and life are orderly and cannot be forced. My wish has been fulfilled if I can see the nightmare of Jincheng Pond be resolved before returning to silence. It’s just that the sudden change in the pond affects you, and I feel really guilty.”

Chu Wanning said: “It doesn’t matter. … Do you know who the person who lied about it is and what he wants?”

Wangyue said: “I don’t know who he is. But his purpose should be to explore the three forbidden arts by obtaining the power of the topping willow.”

Chu Wanning muttered: “The spiritual power required to perform the forbidden technique is very amazing. If the ancient tree spirit helps, it will be twice the result with half the effort.”

“Yes, that person said the same thing. He said that ancient spiritual bodies are powerful, but extremely difficult to find. The only one that can be found in the classics is the topping willow.”

“Actually, he only appeared not long ago. Since he took control of Jin Chengchi, he has been practicing the two forbidden techniques of ‘Rebirth’ and ‘Zhenlong Chess Game’ at the bottom of the lake with the help of the topping willow.”

Mochizuki said, sighing, his eyes a little hollow.

Mo Ran’s heart thumped.

Sure enough… Jin Chengchi’s trip was completely different from his previous life. These changes only happened not long ago.What went wrong that changed everything?

“He lacked the ability to control living creatures, so he killed a large number of creatures in the lake and tried to control dead creatures. This time he did it, so in just a few dozen days, he killed almost all the spiritual beasts in the lake and made them into chess pieces. Only a few were left for testing. I am one of them.”

Mo Ran asked: “So when I asked for the sword, you surfaced. At that time, were you controlled by the fake Gou Chen?”

“No.” Mochizuki slowly closed her eyes, “He can control others, he can control fox demons, and he can control topping willows, but he can’t control me. I am a spiritual beast tamed by God Gouchen when the world was created. Millions of years ago, when I was willing to be driven by God, he’s curse was engraved on my reverse scales, and I have been loyal to my master ever since.”

“Then you…”

“It was a last resort, but it was a disguise.” Mochizuki sighed, “Although the intruder could not completely control me, the curse seal of God Gouchen has lasted for millions of years after all, and it is not as effective as it was at that time. I still have a part of my body that was affected by the fake Gouchen – when you saw me, the reason why I was mute was because my voice had been completely controlled by that person and could no longer listen to my own orders. Only when heWhen the spell failed, I could speak again.”

Mo Ran asked: “Does the fake Gouchen know that you are pretending?”

“I think he doesn’t know.” Wangyue looked at Mo Ran and said, “According to his plan, today he will seize your spiritual core and renew the life of the topping willow. But he did not expect that I would bring you back to the divine arsenal again and destroy the ancient willow. He was not wary of me.”

Chu Wanning suddenly said: “He may not have never been wary of you, maybe he is more than willing but not strong enough.”

“What do you think the Taoist Master said?”

Chu Wanning said: “I vaguely feel that there is something weird about the fake Gouchen going to the palace.”

The author has something to say:

Today’s small theater is a rewritten version of a plot. When I was coding, I used my imagination. I always felt that Mo Ran was missing a bit of flavor in this plot. After thinking about it carefully, he was missing a cigarette. 2333

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In the secret passage, the four people had their own thoughts, and no one said anything.

Mo Ran leaned against the cold wall, watching Chu Wanning hugging Xue Meng and patting his shoulder, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

But Mo Ran didn’t say anything, he just lowered his head and took out the cigarette case, with the last cigarette left in it.He bit it between his lips, the lighter buzzed, and a cluster of bright and dim sparks reflected in his eyes, like a newly budding poppy.

He took a deep breath from the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled it. In the addictive nicotine, Mo Ran raised his eyelids, neither salty nor light, looked at them again, and then turned his face away.

he leaned against the wall and put his hands in his pockets.

No one spoke, and Mo Ran told himself rationally, give them some time, there must be time for a cigarette, the little peacock needs comfort.

He is a heavy smoker and likes the decadent taste of tar on his lips and teeth.

But that day, he couldn’t help feeling resentful. This cigarette seemed to be extra long. Damn it, he smoked it for so long and hard, but why the hell did he still have more than half of it left.

Mo Ran suddenly felt an inexplicable rage, which he attributed to his unsatisfactory smoking.So he crushed the half-finished cigarette against the wall.Then he raised his head, still with one hand in his pocket, and walked towards Chu Wanning seemingly justifiably.

“Teacher Chu.” He looked at Chu Wanning’s face, stretched out his hand and pulled Xue Meng straight to his side, with a lazy smile on his lips.

“Don’t just coax my brother, I’m feeling uncomfortable too. What’s going on, why don’t you see if you, a good person, will do it to the end…”

he had a smoky voice, low and hoarse, so he cleared his throat.

“Coax me, brother, too.”

Chu Wanning was speechless for a while.

It’s ridiculous, but what he was thinking at that time was: Is the grandson talking about my brother a hooligan, or does it mean that his relationship with Xue Meng is literally “a man of the same generation among relatives but older than himself”?