Liu Liu turned back to look at Feng Xie, darted forward to block his swordplay, and quickly turned to command Feng Xie, "Quick, retreat immediately, hurry, it's too late, we'll both die here."
In this perilous situation, Feng Xie was unwilling to leave. He rushed forward, blocking Nangong Yu's swordplay, and commanded Liu Liu in a deep voice, "Quick, you get out and take care of Mu Xing."
Nangong Yu's bloodthirsty eyes flashed with a triumphant smile, and he sneered, "So much for deep affection. Then die together." He lunged forward, and the three became entangled, unable to break free.
In the dim, vast expanse, sword shadows flickered, and distant flames illuminated half the sky. Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the air, strikingly conspicuous under the moonlight – it was Hua Wu You, who had been missing for a long time. He had been hiding in the shadows, protecting them. He had originally intended to use their efforts to find Feng Luo and exact revenge, but he had inadvertently let that fellow escape. Just then, he encountered them in trouble and stepped in to help.
"Quick, you must get out."
As Hua Wu You spoke, the silver chain rings flew out like two silver blossoms, striking at Nangong Yu. Hua Wu You spoke as he turned to command Feng Xie and Liu Liu. Neither of them was willing to leave him to face the enemy alone. Hua Wu You coldly ordered Feng Xie.
"If you are a man, take Liu'er out of here. Hurry."
With these words, Feng Xie's body trembled, and he no longer hesitated. He reached out, snatched Liu Liu into his arms, and sped away, leaving Hua Wu You alone to block Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu's target was Feng Xie and that woman. He never expected them to escape, and he was unwilling to accept it.
His body exuded bloodthirsty malice, and he roared like a maddened lion. He desperately struck away Hua Wu You's silver chain rings, leaped into the air, and chased after Feng Xie and the others.
Hua Wu You reached out and caught the silver chain rings, his momentum sending him two steps back from the impact. He was a step too slow, and Nangong Yu had already pursued them.
Hua Wu You followed closely. As the group emerged from the manor, amidst the skyward flames, they heard the entire manor engulfed in fire, with thunderous sounds that shook the surrounding houses, demonstrating the vast quantity of explosives he had used.
Upon seeing the manor explode, Liu Liu believed Hua Wu You was certainly doomed and cried out in distress, "He's dead, he must be dead."
Feng Xie ignored her. Hua Wu You, at such a critical juncture, was still concerned about Liu'er's life, so she had to protect Liu'er.
They were too close to the blast radius of the explosives. If the wind picked up, the fire could spread to their location, and they would still be in danger. Feng Xie moved swiftly, his footsteps never faltering, as he rushed towards the back of the mountain.
Until, a cliff appeared before them. They never expected that the back of the manor would face a cliff, with an abyss stretching below and towering waves crashing against the jagged rocks at the edge, emitting ear-splitting roars.
Feng Xie stopped and put Liu Liu down. Liu Liu's soft body slid powerlessly onto the grass at the cliff's edge. Her demeanor was cold and furious. Nangong Yu, that damnable wretch, how could he be so heinous? What good was it to kill them all?
"Liu'er, are you alright?"
Liu Liu stood up and shook her head, getting to her feet.
In the dark night, stars dotted the black curtain, faintly gleaming and revealing the surrounding landscape.
Suddenly, Nangong Yu's figure descended from mid-air. He walked forward step by step, his eyes glowing green like a wolf's, cruel and menacing. Gritting his teeth, he spoke word by word, "Where else can you go now? I will kill you all to avenge my family. Feng Xie, you will pay with blood."
"Nangong Yu, you madman, today I will settle this blood debt for those innocent people. I will seek retribution from you!" Liu Liu, believing Hua Wu You was dead, was already furious. Her body was filled with rage, her eyes icy. In a clear, eerie voice, she drew her soft jade sword, and in the darkness, the sword danced, striking at Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu's face was like a ghost's as he quickly met the attack.
Seeing Liu Liu attack, Feng Xie feared she would suffer a loss, knowing how insidious this man was. Just as he was about to leap forward, he heard a cold voice from behind, "I will."
Nangong Yue emerged from behind a tall tree, dressed in a flowing robe, a jade flute diagonally across his back. He walked out with his arms crossed, his tone cold, his gaze never once falling on Feng Xie, fixed solely on Nangong Yu. A faint, chilling coldness flickered at the corners of his lips.
"Godfather, you are so cruel."
Liu Liu was stunned when Nangong Yue appeared. Nangong Yu, standing nearby, swiftly attacked Liu Liu's vital points. Nangong Yue's expression shifted, and his figure moved with lightning speed. His long flute, which had been on his back, was now in his hand, striking rapidly at Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu suffered a severe blow to his back. He thought that even if Nangong Yue hated him, he would not easily attack him, but he never expected him to actually strike. What he didn't know was that the person in Nangong Yue's arms was Nangong Yue's sister, Liu Li.
Nangong Yu, struck with a heavy blow, staggered back two steps, turning around with a bitter smile. If his heart was devoid of love and emotion, how many times had he faltered when facing Nangong Yue, how many times had he felt pain, even wishing he were his son? But he was the emperor's son, and therefore he hated. Despite the pain, he struck ruthlessly.
"You are so unfilial."
Nangong Yue remained silent. His heart was too hardened; he had no concept of the term "godfather." He hated him for not only ruining himself but also for trying to ruin Liu'er.
Liu'er was not only the woman he loved, but she was also his sister, Su Liu Li. Although he didn't want to admit it, ever since he saw the plum blossom mark on her arm, he could no longer avoid this issue. Although the pain made him want to die, believing he had fallen in love with his own sister, and that he would henceforth bear this agonizing torment, he could not erase her from his heart.
He carried the cold poison, his life was fated, but he could not let the man before him harm his sister. Thus, rage was etched upon Nangong Yue's brow.
In the evening breeze, he was flamboyant, his star-like pupils bloodthirsty, like a demonic underworld pursuer. His movements were as swift as lightning, as he followed closely and struck Nangong Yu again. This blow utterly killed Nangong Yu.
The jade flute pierced through his chest and out his back. Blood gushed out. Nangong Yu's eyes widened in disbelief as he raised his hands and collapsed to the ground. If not for his last shred of compassion, he would not have survived.
If the cold poison had been just a little more potent, he would have died.
Nangong Yu struggled to look up at Nangong Yue, murmuring softly, "If only you were my son. I never thought that I, Su Jin, would ultimately fail to avenge the Su family for this deep-seated hatred."
In the darkness of the night, his words struck Nangong Yue and Liu Liu's hearts like thunder. Their faces turned pale, their bodies swayed, and they steadied themselves, rushing to Nangong Yu's feet and crying out madly.
"Tell me your name, Su Jin. You are Su Jin! You are Su Jin! What is all this for?"
Nangong Yue knelt at Nangong Yu's feet and roared. Nangong Yu, with his rapidly fading eyes, looked at Liu Liu and Nangong Yue. Their two faces were so similar, so like Wen Yao.
He could hardly believe it, gasping for breath, why was it like this? Why? Nangong Yu reached out and grabbed Liu Liu and Nangong Yue's hands.
"Is your name Su Liu Li, and your name Su Liu Feng?"