Mo Ran was horrified.

He only saw Chu Wanning's Nine Songs once in his life. It was the time of the life-and-death duel. Chu Wanning summoned the nine songs of the Guqin. The sound of the piano broke into the sky, and the sound of the silk broke into the clouds.

The living monster controlled by Zhenlong chess game, a strange beast and bird, was recalled to his spiritual sense in the sound of the Jiuge piano. A long song made the incest chaos of the heroic soldiers of Mo Ran million chess pieces.

To summon the magic weapon, you need to mobilize the spiritual core, which requires a lot of spiritual power to be consumed.

Chu Wanning could no longer recall the Tianwen he used to. How could he suddenly summon the "Nine Songs" that were stronger than Tianwen?

The fierce battle above Tianchi was no less powerful than the desperate duel of the master and disciple back then.

But Mo Ran couldn't remember so many details. After this bloody battle, there was finally no one left by his side who could talk.

In fact, in the previous life, Mo Ran died, he did not understand why Chu Wanning could use his soul power to summon Jiuge.

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

On that day, the Zhenlong chess pieces made by Mo Ran shattered into ashes in the sound of the piano. The power of Jiuge was purer and more powerful than 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 be humiliated and endured the humiliation and wanted to have a first blood shame.

Later he could not help but think, “It would be great if this is true. If Chu Wanning really pretended, then maybe things would not have reached that last step.”

How great that would be.

Jiuge destroyed Mo Ran's forbidden technique, which suddenly woke the monks who were fighting each other up, and even shattered the spell icicles that imprisoned Xue Meng and Mei Hanxue.

Mo Ran flew to the clouds, his clothes flew, his eyes filled with anger and joy. He wanted to see how many shocking moves Chu Wanning had never used.

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

He saw the pale and slender hands slow down, and stroked the strings of Jiuge's piano, and the sound stopped.

Chu Wanning raised his head, his face pale as if the ice and snow were shining under the sun.

He said: "Mo Ran. Come here."

He walked towards him by a stranger.

Chu Wanning's fingers moved lightly, and a few rays of green light flew towards Mo Ran and rushed to his heart. Mo Ran was suddenly surprised and thought Chu Wanning wanted to kill him.

But the light was not painful or itchy, lingering in front of his chest, slowly seeping into the skin texture, which was indescribable warmth.

"I will heal you for the sword that Xue Meng hurts you." Chu Wanning sighed softly, "Let him go, Mo Ran, if he is no longer here, you want to find someone to talk about the past in the future, who else can you find..."

Before Mo Ran could react to what his words meant, the strong barrier at the bottom of his feet suddenly disappeared, and the nine-song guqin summoned by Chu Wanning was also missing.

He immediately raised his hand and called Mo Dao Bugui, and then stood in the clouds, but Chu Wanning fell and withered like a fallen leaf, as if the song just now had exhausted the last strength he had left in his life.

"Winning!"

His expression suddenly changed, and he swept down with his sword, snatching him in his arms before the man was about to fall into the cold Tianchi Lake.

"Chu Wanning! You-you..."

Chu Wanning closed his eyes, mouth, nose, eyes, and blood kept flowing out of his ears.

Dignity is extremely important to him. Even if he is imprisoned in Wushan Hall, he still has no backbone and rarely makes him look embarrassed. However, he is bleeding from his seven orifices at the moment. His face is always so embarrassing and out of character.

Chu Wanning swallowed a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely: "You said... life and death cannot be controlled by me... But look, 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 him and felt a chill surge into his heart, his scalp numb, and he shouted at a loss.

Chu Wanning smiled, and his expression seemed to be a little happy: "I used to live a life, but I felt a little unwilling to do. I always thought about staying with you for a few more years, so that I could teach you... Don't commit more sins... But now... now..."

Mo Ran's hair was trembling and holding the person in his arms, and he suddenly felt very scared.

Fear.

This emotion has not belonged to him for more than ten years, but now it has suddenly come, destroying and almost piercing his heart.

"Now I know that only if I die can you... no longer be evil..."

When he said this, it seemed to be extremely painful. He forced Jiuge to make his body unable to bear it at all. Somewhere else was broken in his internal organs? A large mouthful of blood gushed out. Mo Ran hugged him and landed beside the Tianchi Lake, with a crazy look of pain, and he kept sending spiritual power to his chest.

But when the powerful force hit Chu Wanning, it was like a mud cow entering the sea and never returned.

Mo Ran was really panicked. The immortal king hugged the person in his arms and hugged him tightly, failing again and again, but trying to distribute the spiritual stream to him again and again.

"Useless...Mo Ran, I finally summoned Jiuge with my life. Life and death have been settled. If you... still have a trace of clarity in your heart... I will ask you... to let it go..."

Who should I let go?

Xue Meng, Mei Hanxue?

Kunlun stepped on the Snow Palace, or the entire world of cultivation?

Yes, yes... he can let them go! As long as Chu Wanning survives, as long as he hates people, don't die like this.

Chu Wanning raised his hand tremblingly, and his cold fingertips seemed to be pity and intimate. He gently pointed a little in front of Mo Ran's forehead.

He said: "I'll ask you... to let go... let yourself..."

The ferociousness on Mo Ran's face froze in an instant.

Who will let go...

Who was he worried about before he died?

Let it go...you yourself...

Did he say that?

The immortal king hugged him, as if he was a little confused, and a little relieved, as if he was painful, and as if he was satisfied.

"Let me go? Your last wish is to let me go?"

Mo Ran murmured, his eyes covered with blood. He suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was like a fierce fire, piercing through the sky and burning away all his reason and spiritual consciousness.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

The entire Kunlun Mountains echoed with his silly laughter, distorted, unrecognizable, and chilling.

Chu Wanning swallowed blood foam in Mo Ran's crazy laughter. If he had the strength, his expression would be extremely painful, but he no longer had the strength to frown, only a pair of phoenix eyes... The phoenix eyes, which were once sharp, decisive, stern, or gentle, carried the pool of sadness.

Pure as snow as the sky pond, hazy as frost on the tiles.

Chu Wanning's eyes gradually lost their focus and gradually dissipated. The eyes that were once brilliant and sharp and as sharp as lightning gradually became indifferent to nothing.

He finally said to Mo Ran softly: "Stop laughing, I feel very uncomfortable when you are like this..."

“…”

"Mo Ran, no matter what happened in this life... At first I didn't teach you well, it was me who said that you are poor and difficult to beautify... I miss you, and I will not blame you for your life and death..." Chu Wanning's pale face was no longer bloody, and his lips were all blue and white. He tried to raise his eyes and look at Mo Ran's face. He opened his eyes and wanted to cry, but what slowly overflowed from his eyes was blood, flowing down his cheeks.

Chu Wanning cried, and he said, "But you... really hate me so much... In the end... don't you even want to give me An Ning for a moment..."

"Mo Ran...Mo Ran... Stop doing this anymore. You wake up and look back... You look back..."

You 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, and Chu Wanning died like this.

A generation of masters, who are admired by the mountains, and whom I hate very much, dies like this.

Lying in his arms, beside the Tianchi Lake, which was stained with blood.

Little by little, the cold turns into frost and snow, condenses into ice.

Chu Wanning's face was covered with blood. Mo Ran looked down for a while, raised his sleeves, and tried to wipe them clean.

But there was too much blood flowing. The more he wiped the face, the more dirty it became. Mo Ran pursed his lips and wiped it hard.

But I got a blood-stained face.

The facial features can no longer be seen too clearly.

He finally stopped laughing.

He closed his eyes and whispered: "You won this time, Chu Wanning. I can't stop you from dying."

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

He said, "But you underestimated me too much. If you don't want to live, I can't stop you, but if I want you to die, you can't stop me either."

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

At that time, he had already had the magic of heaven, which could protect the body from immortality. He placed Chu Wanning's body in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, and he forced Chu Wanning to "live" like this.

It was too difficult for him to admit that he killed the last person in the world who missed him.

As long as Chu Wanning's body is not ashes in a day, as long as he can still see him every day.

He could feel that Chu Wanning was not dead.

Whether it is his crazy hatred or his twisted love, there is still a place to vent and a place to entice.

The Immortal Lord finally became completely crazy.

After Chu Wanning left, he would go to the Honglian Water Pavilion to see his body every day. For the first period, his eyes were shining with a vicious luster. He kept cursing in front of the body, and he said, "Chu Wanning, you deserve it."

"You save all the people in the world but don't save me. You are hypocritical."

"What kind of master are you? I just thought of you as my teacher when I was blind! A bastard!"
To be continued...