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, ferocious roars 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, "Jing Mu'an, those people are innocent, aren't my Nan family members innocent too!"
She looked at the speechless Jing Mu'an and screamed: "You call yourself a righteous person, but you slaughtered hundreds of Nan family members for the Nan family's treasure! How innocent the Nan family is! How innocent I, Nan Zhi, am!"
"Jing Mu'an, you ruined my family back then, how dare you 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 Muan’s heart like a heavy hammer.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met that year.
Fresh clothes and angry horses, smiling and charming, 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 suddenly opened his eyes and attacked Nan Zhi like lightning.
The wind and clouds roared, thunder and lightning roared, and the sky and the earth were 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 pain and resentment from the common people 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 up and pounced on 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 and his pupils trembled violently, unable to speak a word.
"Jing Mu'an..." Nan Zhi said while vomiting blood, "Everyone in the world says that good and evil are incompatible... but what is good... and what is evil..."
She smiled and shed tears, "Back then, hundreds of immortal families used the excuse of the common people in the world to snatch the Nan family's treasure, butchered my parents and killed my whole family. Today, you used the excuse of the common people in the world to take my life..." p>
"...Jing Mu'an, what's the difference between you and the hundreds of famous immortal families?"
Jing Muan's hand holding the sword trembled violently.
Nan Zhi vomited another mouthful of blood, and then revealed a shocking secret, "Jing Mu'an, I practice evil and use my own blood as a guide, and I have never harmed anyone."
Jing Muan's pupils shrank sharply, and the color on his face instantly faded away.
Nan Zhi looked at his reaction and laughed happily. She grabbed the epee 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 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 eyes, 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.