Chapter 223: [Mount Jiao] Getaway

What was rushing towards them was not a flood at all! They were clearly poisonous snakes converging into a stream!

In an instant, the narrow passageway was in chaos. Everyone was pushing and shoving each other. In an instant, many were trampled to death. Jiang Xi pushed Nangong Si forward. "You go first. I'll deal with this."

As he spoke, he released some sparkling powder from his sleeves. When the snakes smelled the powder, they all froze and curled up in place, not daring to move forward.

Jiang Xi angrily shouted to the front, "Calm down. Quickly retreat to the middle hall. Don't push!"

He suppressed the snake tide and quickly caught up with the main group. When he retreated to the stone door, he found Nangong Si looking at the dragon relief sculpture. He asked Nangong Si, "What's going on?"

"The Mystic Dragon must be controlled." Nangong Si said, "I want to go back and check the situation of the Dragon Soul Pool."

He was about to leave when Jiang Xi grabbed him. "What about the snakes behind us? I didn't bring too much dispersing powder. After the effect of the medicine wears off, they will definitely come back. "

Ye Wangxi, who was standing at the side, said, "I'll do it."

She had been taught in Confucian Wind Sect Dark City since she was a child, so she was better than anyone else at fighting in dark and narrow places. Although Nangong Si didn't want her to stay, Ye Wangxi's expression was firm, and there really wasn't a more suitable choice other than her, so in the end, Nangong Si could only pat her shoulder.

"It's too dark here. I know you don't like it. Stay here for a while. I'll be back soon."

Jiang Xi and Nangong Si were the last to leave the passageway. As soon as they came out, Huang Xiaoyue rushed forward with a fierce posture. It really didn't look like an old man with white hair.

"Nangong Si! You still dare to say it wasn't you? "

Nangong Si had endured for a long time. At this moment, he finally reached his limit. He shouted angrily, "If it was me, can you still stand here? Go away, don't block the way! "

Huang Xiaoyue was shocked at first, and then she pointed at his nose. "Look, look, the mask is torn off, right? The fox's tail has been revealed, right? You've been pretending to be a grandson all this time, but now that you're in your territory, you're even speaking up. Do you think that you're still that all-powerful direct descendant of the Confucian Wind Sect? How dare you be so arrogant! "

"Huang Xiaoyue."

Other than Nangong Si, there was another person who had reached his limit.

Jiang Xi really couldn't tolerate this. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Don't think that I don't know what you're trying to do by being so aggressive."

Huang Xiaoyue suddenly withdrew his hand. His expression changed, but he still forced himself to remain calm. "Sect Master Jiang, perhaps you can't understand this old man's feelings. I have a grudge against the Confucian Wind Sect for killing my brother. I …"

"I really can't understand Daoist Huang's feelings." Jiang Xi rolled his eyes and looked at him coldly. "I really don't have the slightest interest in the Confucian Wind Sect's hidden treasure room."

His gaze was like two unsheathed blades. Huang Xiaoyue suddenly took two steps back and stared blankly at Jiang Xi. His lips opened and closed, but like a withered rat, not a single word came out of his mouth.

Jiang Xi said, "Nangong, you go and investigate."

However, the Dragon Soul Pool was just a small pool with empty walls. They could see everything at a glance. After carefully looking around several times, they didn't find anything strange. Nangong Si shook his head and said, "I'll go to the front hall and take a look."

The front hall's furnishings were much more complicated, not to mention there were so many exquisite chess pieces. Nangong Liu had been left in the hall earlier. When Nangong Si went in, he was hugging the basket of oranges and sleeping.

He stood in front of his father for a while. His eyes were blank and empty, but they couldn't help but redden. He didn't dare to stand there for too long. He also didn't wake up his father who was made into a chess piece. Instead, he looked at the chess pieces one by one, hoping to find some clues.

Just now, when everyone was in the front hall, he didn't have the leisure to look carefully. He only knew that this place was divided into two parts, "Paradise" and "Purgatory". At this moment, he looked around one by one and found many old friends. He saw his fourth uncle, who had always been at odds with Xu Shuanglin, deep in the "Purgatory" and being roasted on a stove. He saw the maids in the Three Lives Courtyard catching butterflies in the "Paradise" area …

He even saw his own grandfather.

But Nangong Si didn't have much time to feel sad because he suddenly felt that he was about to see a person, a person …

Then he heard it.

He heard it amidst the tide of murmurs.

A trembling voice, as soft as a mosquito's cry —

"Si 'er …"

Nangong Si felt as if he was struck by lightning. Before he could turn around, tears welled up in his eyes.

He turned around. In the hazy mist, he could only see a blurry sky-blue figure. He ran towards that figure in panic and shouted hoarsely, "Mother! Mother!! "

Tears trickled down and fell. He could see clearly.

In the "Paradise" area, there was a person standing gracefully. It was Nangong Si's mother, Rong Yan. Like Nangong Zhangying, this woman also had extremely strong willpower. In addition, Xu Shuanglin had retained the mentality of a chess piece in the main hall, so even if Nangong Si was very different from when he was young, she could still recognize Nangong Si when he entered her sight.

She trembled and stretched out a stiff finger towards Nangong Si with great difficulty, "Si … er …"

The clothes that Rong Yan was wearing were the same clothes that Nangong Si had worn when she last saw her. As he knelt in front of her, it was as if he had returned to the past, to that ordinary night at the Confucian Wind Sect. The mother went to the child's study to find him. Outside the window, the moon was full.

Nangong Si knelt in front of her and raised his head to look at her. He had a lot of things he wanted to say, but in the end, the only thing that came out was a trembling sentence, "Ah Niang … the world praises but does not advise, the world criticizes but does not discourage …"

Time was reversed.

His mother, who used to be strict, stood by the window. She frowned and asked, "What's the previous sentence?"

She stammered, but she couldn't answer.

Later, she died too suddenly. When he knelt in front of her dark coffin, he was still unable to recite the last scripture that his mother had asked him to recite.

After more than ten years, the dust had finally settled on this sentence, "Praise throughout the world but don't advise, criticize throughout the world but don't be disheartened".

He knelt in front of her, still in the same posture as when she left that night. Their figures finally overlapped with those of that year. It was just that at that time, they were full of resentment, but now, they were heartbroken. And at that time, they were beautiful, but now, they had become someone else's chess piece.

Rong Yan stroked Nangong Si's hair and cheeks. Finally, she grasped his blood-stained hand and closed her eyes.

"Si 'er, Mother's body is now under someone's control. I'm like a piece of meat on the chopping block. I can lose consciousness at any time … But Si' er, you have to believe … Mother's words are sincere … They are all what Mother was thinking before she left. Although Mother hates your uncle's actions … Mother is also grateful to him …"

"Mother …"

"If he didn't … turn me into a chess piece, how would I be able to see you again … tell … tell you …" Rong Yan slowly and stiffly bowed. She trembled, reached out her hand, and then tightly hugged Nangong Si.

"Before Mother left, the thing that Mother regretted the most was …" She choked, but it wasn't because she was going to be controlled by Xu Shuanglin again. She hugged her child so tightly. She said with a trembling voice, "The thing that I regretted the most was that I had never, never hugged you properly like this. I have never hugged you like this … Si 'er … "

"Mother also loves you."

Nangong Si was already sobbing, "I know … I know, Mother, I already knew."

Suddenly, the earth began to shake again. Rong Yan suddenly shivered, opened her eyes, and muttered, "Wangli's blood contract is about to be torn …"

"What?"

"Wangli's blood contract is about to be torn! I'm here, I can see it every day! " Rong Yan suddenly became nervous, "Si 'er, nothing can happen to you, I have to stop him … I have to stop Nan Gongxu …"

Nangong Si wiped her tears and pulled her mother, "Mother, what did you see here? What blood contract is about to be torn? "

"Listen." Rong Yan paused, and her pupils contracted. For a moment, it seemed that she was about to be controlled again, but she gritted her teeth and used her body to resist the control of Zhenlong Hei Zi, "Listen, Nan Gongxu collected five Divine Weapons. These five Divine Weapons have drunk the blood of ten thousand people. Together, they can sever the bond between Mo Long and the Nangong family."

"Sever the bond?!"

"That's right, the Dragon Tendon was the first to be severed."

Nangong Si was terrified, "So those zombies that suddenly appeared outside were actually freed because the Dragon Tendon was severed?"

"That's right." Rong Yan said in a hoarse voice, "The second one is the Dragon Scale."

Nangong Si suddenly thought of those poisonous snakes that they encountered just now, they should have been transformed from the Dragon Scale.

"The third one is the Dragon Tail."

Nangong Si turned pale, "That vibration just now, was it because the Dragon Tail was severed?!"

"That's right, then the Dragon Head, and finally the Dragon Body." Rong Yan said, "Once Nan Gongxu successfully uses the Fifth Divine Weapon, the entire Jiao Mountain will lose control … no … no longer recognize the Grand Chief as its master …"

Her expression became painful again, and she couldn't say anything else. Xu Shuanglin seemed to have sensed her actions and was trying his best to invade her body.

Rong Yan wailed in a low voice, her slender pale fingers tightly buried in her hair bun, "No … no …"

"Mother!"

"Si, Si 'er …"

His voice made her suddenly wake up. She was like a person who was dying of thirst who found a sweet spring. She tightly held him, her expression was somewhat panicked and helpless.

It was a helplessness that he had never seen on her face before.

Nangong Si's heart ached as he held her in his arms. When he was still a child, his mother was always very cold and very serious, she rarely hugged him.

Now, he could finally protect his mother.

Although it was just a mirage, it was just a body that hid some of the consciousness from when she was alive. Even the soul was no longer there.

It was enough.

Rong Yan's body was bent, she slightly trembled in Nangong Si's arms. After a long time, she raised her head again, her face was full of tears of blood that flowed out of her precious chess piece.

Nangong Si's throat was bitter, he raised his hand to help her wipe, but no matter how he wiped, it was still dirty. No matter how he wiped, the blood stains could not be wiped away. He painfully closed his eyes.

Rong Yan said, "I can feel him … he has already noticed me … I don't have much time left … listen, he cut off the blood contract, in order to … to re-establish the contract with Mo Long, at that time … ah!!"

Her consciousness was blurred, it was difficult for her to continue.

But Nangong Si suddenly understood, the last bit of blood on his face disappeared, "At that time, Wangli will only listen to his orders, we in Jiao Mountain — — none of us can escape?!"

"It can't be like that …"

"It can't be like that!"

The mother and son unexpectedly spoke in unison.

Nangong Si lowered his head to look at his mother, "Mother, do you know what to do?"

"Nan Gongxu's cultivation is not good enough …" Rong Yan's face flashed a trace of coldness, "He … … he can't control the precious chess piece at all … … so there was a backlash. Because of this, I … … can understand some of his inner thoughts … … I know what to do — — listen to me."

Rong Yan held Nangong Si's arm, her eyes swept over every inch, and finally fell on her husband.

Because of the earthquake just now, Nangong Liu was awakened, he was holding his basket of oranges, looking around in a daze, as if he did not know what to do.

She stared at him, like an eagle staring at a snake in its cave.

"Someone needs to die." Rong Yan's red lips opened and closed, "Si 'er, go and kill him."