Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

After killing Wang Chongyang, Lu Nianchou originally planned to go straight to Lin'an Mansion and kill the current emperor, but he was stopped by Li Mochou.

"The reason why I wanted to kill the emperor was because I felt that I had no way to defeat Wang Chongyang, so I vented my anger on Zhao Gou who ordered the pursuit of Ling Bo and the others."

"Now that Basiba is dead and Wang Chongyang has been killed, everything should be over."

Li Mochou grabbed Lu Nianchou's hand, her eyes filled with unprecedented ease and relief.

"In the next period of time, I just want to be with you and not have to worry about the disputes in the outside world."

"OK?"

How could Lu Nianchou refuse? He could only hold this woman in his arms and said in a sad and helpless tone: "Okay, I promise you."

Three days passed by in a flash. After Li Mochou dissipated her true energy, all the traces and poisonous spots on her face gradually disappeared without a trace, and her skin even became more supple and supple.

Now in her forties, she has a plump figure, graceful curves, a slim waist, slender legs, and skin as white as snow.

That charming aura is enough to make countless men lose their minds.

But Lu Nianchou was in no mood to appreciate this woman's beauty. His heart was completely enveloped in pain.

Li Mochou, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, dragging him around to see and play, enjoying delicacies that he had never enjoyed in the past, and seeing scenery that had never been popular in the past.

The two visited the entire city of Chang'an, and finally returned to Zhongnan Mountain, found an unknown mountain, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

When night fell, Li Mochou was held in Lu Nianchou's arms. The two sat on a branch together, looking at the bright moon in the sky, remembering the scene many years ago.

When the love reached its peak, Li Mochou took the initiative to kiss Lu Nianchou lightly on the cheek.

"My good disciple, you want me, okay?"

It is most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty. In such a situation, even if Lu Nianchou doesn't have any lust in his heart, how can he refuse it.

The sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed. The moonlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves, casting light and shadow on the ground. Li Mochou can be vaguely seen with her back to Lu Nianchou, leaning on the big tree with both hands, and leaning down.

There was a strong wind and rain all night, and even the leaves had withered a lot.

Li Mochou spent the night together, and both of them enjoyed the warmth and joy they had not experienced in a long time.

Li Mochou was particularly crazy that night, active, indulgent, and cooperative, as if she wanted to enjoy the ultimate joy in the last moment of her life.

Lu Nianchou was also completely infected by her, entangled with each other, and never stopped all night.

When daybreak came, the two of them arranged their clothes. Li Mochou was held in Lu Nianchou's arms, snuggling up to watch the sunrise on the horizon.

"Nianchou, kill me!" Li Mochou said slowly in a soft tone.

The two hugged each other, and the bright golden morning light fell on their bodies, as if they were enveloped in a hazy layer of light and shadow.

When Lu Nianchou heard this, he hugged her hand tightly, his heart filled with sadness and helplessness.

"Master, what are you talking about? Why would I attack you?"

Li Mochou turned sideways slightly. There was a faint trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and her lips were a little blue.

She focused her eyes on Chaoyang on her man's cheek.

"I can already clearly feel that the toxins in my body are starting to take effect. My body hurts so much..."

Li Mochou slowly stretched out her hand and stroked the cheek of her beloved man, "I don't want to die in pain, and I don't want to let the poison corrode all my flesh and skin, turning it into an extremely ugly and terrifying appearance."

"Even if I have to die, I want you to remember my most beautiful appearance, and I also want to die in your arms..."

"No, I won't let you leave me." Lu Nianchou could no longer suppress the pain and sadness in his heart, and tears fell from his eyes unknowingly.

"Nianchou." Li Mochou gently leaned into his ear and whispered, "Tell me a secret. In fact, I am very afraid of pain."

"The cruel and murderous female devil is actually afraid of pain. Will she be laughed at if she wears it?"

"I don't dare to do it myself, please help me, okay?"

Tears blurred Lu Nianchou's vision. He gritted his teeth and said ferociously: "I don't allow you to leave me like this. I don't allow you to live. I want you to live!"

Li Mochou's body suddenly began to tremble, and black blood spurted out from her mouth.

"Nian...sorrow...it's almost too late!"

"Please...you...kill me!"

As she spoke, she slowly pulled out the long sword at her waist with her already weak right hand. The cold blade reflected her pale face.

"Nianchou...just let me die in your arms, okay?"

As Li Mochou spoke, her body was shaking more and more violently. Severe pain was felt in every corner of her body, causing her to grit her teeth so hard that she couldn't breathe.

"Hurry...help me..."

Lu Nianchou couldn't do it at all, how could he kill the woman he loved with his own hands, but when he saw Li Mochou trembling in pain, the toxin even began to corrode the skin.

For the first time, he felt powerless...

Li Mochou used her last strength to kiss his lips stained with blood, and hugged her man tightly.

"If you love me, kill me!"

These were the last words she left in this world.

After saying this, the look in her eyes gradually dissipated, and at some point, a sharp dagger was inserted directly into her heart.

Lu Nianchou hugged her, and their lips touched each other. The early morning mountain breeze was a bit cold, making their robes rustle.

I don't know how long it took before Lu Nianchou came out of his trance. He picked up the woman in his arms and staggered towards the ancient tomb.

"Master, I will take you home."

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Although countless ups and downs have happened in the outside world, the passage of time has no meaning to the little dragon girl who has been staying in the ancient tomb.

Time has not left any trace on her body, she is still as beautiful as she was more than ten years ago, and even has a bit more flavor than before.

Lu Nianchou saw Xiao Longnu again. When Xiao Longnu saw him coming back holding Li Mochou's body, she was not sad or surprised.

She has been like this since a long time ago, and even if it is about her master, she will not feel sad.

"People are bound to die, and Senior Sister will come back here one day."

Seeing the blood all over Lu Nianchou's body and his face as cold as an eternal glacier, Xiao Longnu said this.

Lu Nianchou did not respond, but placed Li Mochou's body in the sarcophagus that had been built for her.

He took one last look at his beloved woman, and then slowly closed the sarcophagus. At this moment, he felt that the whole world was moving away from him.

Lu Nianchou stayed in the ancient tomb for seven full days and then chose to leave. He could not face Li Mochou's death at all. Every day he stayed here made him feel heartbroken.

Moreover, the whereabouts of Cheng Ying and Mingyue are still unknown. No matter what, he must find the mother and daughter.

Lu Nianchou spent a full five years, traveling all over the country, using his magical power, and even using the power of three religions and nine schools in the world to search, but he still found nothing.

Five full years have passed, and the fire dragon magical power has made rapid progress under the influence of the on-hook system, reaching the eighth level.

According to the current progress of cultivation, it only takes another five years to perfect this magical power.

In other words, in ten years, the on-hook system can perfect the magical powers in the on-hook position.

And other powerful people in the realm of gods and humans often need decades or even hundreds of years of practice before they can improve their magical powers.

Without special opportunities, no matter how talented you are, it will be difficult to perfect your magical powers.

Throughout the ages, there have been many people who have been able to step into the realm of heaven and humans.

But just like Dugu seeking defeat, there are only a few who shatter the void, become feathers and ascend.

The perfection of magical power means that one foot has stepped into the realm of the Broken Void.

Lu Nianchou's red dragon magical power has reached the eighth level. The magical power has been completely integrated with the fairy sword. All the power has been integrated into one furnace, causing the fairy sword to undergo extremely mysterious changes.

Its entire body turns into translucent fire, and it can emit the sound of a dragon's roar with a slight tremble.

Whether it's the edge, the flames, or the transformation into a real dragon, it's much more powerful than before.

Lu Nianchou renamed it Fire Dragon Sword.

Over the years, the Mongolian Empire has become more and more powerful, leading armies to continuously attack cities and fortresses, and the matter of unifying the world has become increasingly clear.

As the war progressed, thieves and bandits emerged one after another in the mountains and fields, making the lives of the people in the Song Dynasty even more miserable.

When Lu Nianchou traveled around the world looking for his wife and daughter, he used this fire dragon sword to kill countless evildoers.

Although it was not intentional, it also saved many lives invisibly.

In order to mourn the death of Li Mochou, he often wore Li Mochou's favorite black robe, and would return to the Zhongnan Mountain Ancient Tomb every year on the anniversary of Li Mochou's death.

As time passed, some people in the world called him the Fire Dragon Master.

It's just that his whereabouts are elusive, appearing and disappearing like an immortal. Therefore, Minsheng has not been widely spread throughout the world, and only a few people know of his existence.

Lu Nianchou has never found the whereabouts of Cheng Ying and Mingyue. Over the years, a heavy stone has been weighing on his heart.

But one day, while passing through a town, he suddenly heard that someone had seen the Chongyang Patriarch appear.

"Zhenren Chongyang has passed away many years ago, so you can't stop talking nonsense here."

"The Quanzhen Sect has become more and more prosperous in Mongolia in recent years. If you don't want to seek death, you'd better not speak randomly."

"It's a pity that when Zhenren Chongyang fought against the Jin soldiers, his disciples and grandchildren joined the Mongols. It's really disappointing..."

"Humph, the Mongols are powerful, and many of their lackeys have surrendered... Quanzhen Sect..."

People around him were talking about it, but Lu Nianchou frowned.

During these days, he had been in more than one place and heard more than one person say that someone had seen Wang Chongyang.

One or two may be deceiving, but at least dozens of people claim to have seen Wang Chongyang.

"what is going on?"

Lu Nianchou felt vaguely uneasy. After thinking about it, he set off and rushed to the place where Wang Chongyang was killed.

However, when he approached the foot of the Qinling Mountains, he saw countless corpses crawling out from the ground, and they attacked every pedestrian who passed by without restraint.

When Lu Nianchou saw such a strange situation, he knew something was wrong. He held the Fire Dragon Sword and fought his way in. But before he reached the core, he saw an extremely tall stone monument in the distance.

There was a figure wearing a Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on the stone tablet, holding a golden whip with both hands. The surrounding area was surrounded by extremely thick fog, and countless dead bodies crawled towards the stone tablet.

Although it was just a figure from behind, Lu Nianchou was extremely sure that it was Wang Chongyang. The fire dragon sword in his hand made an extremely fierce buzzing sound, frantically warning him.

He retreated without hesitation and left the place quickly.

However, when he left, the figure sitting on the stone tablet seemed to feel his gaze and slowly turned his head.

It was still Wang Chongyang's face, but his eyes had lost all emotion, and there seemed to be a faint golden light flickering.

"I'll come find you!"

As such words reached his ears, Lu Nianchou's whole body trembled, and then his body and the Fire Dragon Sword instantly merged into one, turning into a streak of fire and flying away into the distance.

It wasn't until he was far away from the range shrouded in black mist that Lu Nianchou fell from the sword light, and an extremely heavy look flashed across his face.

"Wang Chongyang was clearly chopped to pieces by his master with his sword, and his body was completely mutilated, but now he has come back to life."

"And there's that scene..."

"There were so many dead bodies around Wang Chaoyang, how did other people see him?"

Lu Nianchou felt vaguely uneasy when he thought of this.

He did not go away immediately, but kept exploring outside the area shrouded in black mist.

After checking continuously for a month, Lu Nianchou found that the area shrouded in black mist was spreading to all directions.

The entire Qinling Mountains have been shrouded in black fog, and it has begun to spread towards Chang'an City. All the people in the surrounding villages and towns affected have died and become a ghost.

This situation should have spread throughout the world and been known to everyone.

But because anyone who passes by here will be devoured by dead bodies and no one can leave alive, the news has not been spread.

But due to the disappearance of countless people on this land, some surrounding cities and the Mongols who now rule Chang'an have also noticed that something is wrong.

More than a dozen towns and villages lost news, and even a centurion lost contact while passing through here on a mission.

Mongolia responded quickly. They immediately sent an army of 3,000 people and rushed towards the place where the Centurion disappeared.

"I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses dead. I want to see who dares to kill so many soldiers in our great Mongolian country."

Almost everyone thought that the rebel forces of the Han people secretly attacked and killed the passing troops. No one could imagine what strange changes had happened in the Qinling Mountains.

When Lu Nianchou was investigating the outside, he met the Mongolian cavalry coming.

A cavalryman scouting the front spotted him and immediately shouted loudly, "That Han, stop for me."

(End of this chapter)