Chapter 16: Ending of Sangyue
The fierce-looking face was too unfamiliar to the newly born Jiang Yu, but the other four were all very familiar with this face.
The current head of the Sang family, who has a place among hundreds of immortal families.
Wei Xu pursed his lips and roughly guessed Qin Ling's motives: "...He is the one named Sang."
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked back at the actions of the Sang family.
From the moment he roughly pushed open the door of Sangyue's room, everything in front of the five of them seemed like a dream.
Jiang Yu was in a trance for a while, feeling as if the authors of those words she had scolded so many times had come up with new heart-wrenching works, and presented them directly in front of her eyes in this form, making them more interesting to the protagonist. Empathy is stronger.
In the wide open door, she saw Sang Yue kneeling at the feet of the Sang family leader, begging for mercy and kowtowing. Her fair forehead hit the ground hard, and the mixed mud and blood slid down her face, and her face almost touched the ground. The Sang family leader's boots were still stained with someone's blood, in a humiliating form.
Even though they were so far away from her, Jiang Yu could still hear her pleading.
She begged the head of the Sang family to let Qu Shuo go.
With a trembling voice, she begged her biological father, saying that she could keep this secret until her death, but begged him to let Qu Shuo go.
"He's innocent!" Sang Yue's nails dug hard at the ground. One or two of them were turned out due to excessive force. This subtle pain seemed to be transmitted to the door through a distance of more than three hundred years. All this happened to Jiang Yu.
"Please let him go -" Sang Yue kept touching his forehead to the ground, "Father has obtained the sword manual. With his current appearance, he will no longer pose any threat to you!"
"Father! I beg you, my daughter, please!"
Perhaps it was because Jiang Yu had played the eldest lady of the Sang family not long ago. She was inexplicably panicked, with a feeling of depression trapped in her heart. The irritability in her heart seemed to be difficult to suppress.
It was also because of Sangyue's words that Jiang Yu and others were suddenly pulled into the room by Qin Ling, and they saw clearly that there was another person lying on the bed behind Sangyue.
It should be Qu Shuo who is about to be driven out and killed by the head of the Sang family.
His face was extremely pale, and his eyes were red with hatred. He tilted his head and tried hard to look in the direction of Sangyue. Unfortunately, he didn't know whether it was because he was too seriously injured or because someone had cast some spell on him. Apart from the tears that kept rolling down from the corners of his eyes, he was too pale. Apart from the tears, he could not move any part of his body.
Over there, the head of the Sang family had already kicked Sang Yue away, pointing at her nose and scolding her. It was because she failed to trick Qu Shuo into getting the sword manual, so he was so tired that he had to resort to this trick and rape her from Qu Shuo. Seize the sword manual and end up in a fight to the death with his son-in-law.
"The lifespan of a cultivator is too long." The head of the Sang family looked coldly at Sang Yue, who was kicked in the middle by him and couldn't get up after struggling for a long time. "Of course you deserve to die, but there will be too many changes to keep him alive. Only by cutting off the roots can we avoid long nights and many dreams.”
Since entering the secret realm, they have seen a lot of troubles. Jiang Yu and the others tried hard to suppress their anger, and one or two of them actually laughed in anger.
It's a pity that people and things here are empty. Even if they want to take action, they can't succeed.
Ever since they were wrapped in the black mist, they could only watch these stories with a cold eye as outsiders and bystanders.
Even if someone is kneeling at their feet begging for a way out, they can only watch and cannot interfere in the slightest.
Jiang Yu looked at the development of the plot and felt that this trial was really annoying.
While leading them into the plot, restricting their words and deeds while giving them a certain degree of freedom, they erased their traces after a moment, as if no matter what they did, things would definitely develop towards the original ending.
No specific rules were given, as if they were being toyed with.
A glass of poisonous wine was forcefully poured into Qu Shuo's belly. Even if Sangyue cried and cursed, he could only be restrained by the guards of the Sang family. He watched helplessly as the head of the Sang family released the restraints on Qu Shuo and watched him vomit. A mouthful of blood came out. The effect of the medicine took effect very quickly. When Sangyue rushed over, the head of the Sang family had already turned around and left. Qu Shuo, who was on the bed, was breathless and looked at his wife lying beside the bed, crying bitterly.
"Stop crying." Qu Shuo slowly swallowed the sweetness in his throat, feeling the loss of life, and tried hard to give his wife a gentle smile like before, "I am incompetent."
It's his incompetence.
Qu Shuo used his last consciousness to think that it was his incompetence that had neither preserved the family's sword manual nor protected his beloved wife.
"Sorry, sorry."
Sang Yue held his weak hand in pain. She put his hand against her cheek and repeatedly said sorry, saying that she should not have accepted her father's order to approach him, that she should not have married him, that it was all her fault. he.
She talked about many things one after another, from the Sang family leader's partiality for Sang Ju to her marrying him. In a trembling voice, she told how the two knew each other and fell in love, and how she felt extremely regretful.
It's a pity that Qu Shuo can't hear it for a long time.
A glass of wine appeared in front of Sang Yue at the right time.
The wine glass that was exactly the same as the one used by Qu Shuo was brought to Sang Yue's eyes by the disciples of the Sang family.
With eyes filled with tears, Sang Yue stared at the wine glass in his hand for a long time, then suddenly smiled sadly, without struggling, she reached out to take the wine glass, then raised her head and drank it down in one gulp.
She was silent for a long time, and returned the wine glass to her disciple. Enduring the pain in her abdomen when the medicine took effect, she raised her eyes to look at the disciple who was still guarding her, and smiled miserably: "Senior Brother, will you regret it?"
The expressionless man holding the wine glass was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and avoided Sangyue's sight, and stood aside without saying a word.
Sangyue didn't need his answer, so she climbed onto the bed and lay next to Qu Shuo, looking sideways at Qu Shuo's face: "I guess you will regret it."
"He can even attack his own daughter, let alone you, a close disciple who has done so many things for him?"
Sang Yue didn't say anything more, and didn't know what the other person's expression was.
She closed her eyes and moved slightly closer to Qu Shuo, waiting for death to come.
She thought about the biggest mistake in her life, which was probably being reincarnated as the daughter of the Sang family.
After her father's disciples who stayed in the house confirmed her death, they stood in front of the bed and bowed to her, then silently carried their bodies and left.
Jiang Yu felt his head hurt from looking at it, so he rubbed his eyebrows. As he closed and opened his eyes, the surrounding scene changed again, and the five of them were pulled into a new scene by Qin Ling.
The sound of weapons clashing was harsh. Jiang Yu looked up and saw a man in green fighting with many guards.
Although he had some cultivation skills, the guards of the Sang family were not vegetarians. Within a moment, he began to appear to be outnumbered. He was eventually stabbed in the center with a sword and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Someone stepped on his face rudely, looked around this simple courtyard, and said disdainfully: "Chu Wen'an, you are like this, do you still want to miss our lady?"
(End of chapter)