Nan Zhi looked at Jing Mu'an, and the scene of the night when the Nan family was exterminated appeared in front of her eyes again.
The black mist around her became thicker and thicker, and the mark between her eyebrows burned like fire.
Jing Mu'an's face changed drastically, "Zhi'er, no!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious roar of resentment burst out of Nan Zhi's body and quickly spread throughout the city.
She wants everyone in the world to be buried with the Nan family!
The people's screams filled with fear were like needles piercing Jing Mu'an's heart.
He held the epee tightly, "Zhi'er, don't make any more mistakes, those are all innocent people..."
"Innocent?" Nan Zhi smiled desperately, laughing until tears fell from her eyes, "Jing Mu'an, those people are innocent, aren't my Nan family members innocent too!"
She looked at the speechless Jing Muan and screamed: "You call yourself a righteous person, but you slaughtered hundreds of Nan family members for the Nan family's treasure! How innocent is the Nan family! How innocent am I, Nan Zhi!"
"Jing Mu'an, you ruined my family back then, how can you have the nerve to persuade me to stop now?"
"Since everyone in the world has betrayed me, why should I care about their life or death!"
The woman's questions hit Jing Mu'an's heart like a heavy hammer.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met that year.
The horse is dressed in fresh clothes and the horse is smiling brightly, green and beautiful.
It's his fault, it's him who made such a bright and carefree girl look like this.
Jing Muan closed his eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
He clenched the epee in his hand, as if he had made some decision.
The heavy sword slowly bloomed with spiritual light. Jing Muan opened his eyes suddenly and attacked Nan Zhi like lightning.
The wind and clouds are roaring, the thunder and lightning are roaring, and the sky and the earth are pale!
The figures of the two men disappeared and appeared in the bright light, and Jing Muan, who was already injured, gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The screams of the common people in pain and resentment were heard from the ground again.
Jing Muan gritted his teeth, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.
He performed a few tricks, channeled all his spiritual power, and prepared to fight to the death.
The blood-stained epee broke through numerous obstacles and stabbed Nan Zhi.
Nan Zhi looked at the man controlling the heavy sword and suddenly showed a sarcastic smile.
Jing Mu'an felt intense uneasiness in his head.
He quickly wanted to take back the heavy sword, but at this moment, Nan Zhi suddenly flew towards him.
The sharp sword tip cut through Hong's clothes, pierced through the chest and came out from the back.
Hot blood sprayed on Jing Muan's face, burning his heart.
He opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembled violently, and he couldn't say a word.
"Jing Mu'an..." Nan Zhi said while vomiting blood, "Everyone in the world says that good and evil cannot coexist... But what is good... and what is evil..."
She laughed and cried, "Back then, hundreds of families in the Immortal Sect took away the Nan Family's treasure, slaughtered my parents, and killed my whole family on the pretext of all the common people in the world. Today, you took my life on the pretext of all the common people in the world..."
"...Jing Mu'an, what's the difference between you and the hundreds of immortal families who seek fame and reputation?"
Jing Muan's hand holding the sword trembled violently.
Nan Zhi vomited another mouthful of blood, and then told a shocking secret, "Jing Mu'an, I practice evil arts and use my own blood as a guide. I have never harmed anyone."
Jing Mu'an's pupils shrank sharply, and all the blood on his face disappeared in an instant.
Nan Zhi looked at his reaction and laughed happily. She grabbed the heavy sword thrust into her chest and pulled it out suddenly.???.
Blood filled the sky, dyeing the man's eyes red.
"Jing Mu'an, I never want to meet you again in my next life!"
The girl in red clothes fell from the clouds into the Nanfu, and a raging fire ignited in an instant.
Along with Jing Muan's desperate cry, Nan Zhi's consciousness dissipated more and more.
Many images appeared in front of her, including the young man wearing bright clothes and angry horse, the young girl looking shyly, and finally, they were fixed on the loving faces of her parents.
The last ray of consciousness disappeared, and Nan Zhi slowly closed her eyes with a carefree smile.
Father, mother...
Our family will never be separated again.
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