931 Rise of the Monster! (1/2)
Experience was too important. A man is like a dead person if he did not have experience.
Fang Zhengzhi knew that as a man, he had to step forward if the situation needed him to. However, the current problem was relatively complicated.
It involved three different options. As a person who had aspirations, had accomplished many things, had his own ideology and consciousness, Fang Zhengzhi had always followed a set of principles.
Anyone must have his bottom line.
As the ancient saying went, it is an embarrassment to be wasteful!
Since he was young, Fang Zhengzhi had grown up in a poor rural village. Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde had taught him how precious food and water resources were.
Therefore, he decided to…
Take a bath together!
There was no mixed thoughts involved in this decision. By taking a bath together, they could use the other bucket of water to rinse themselves. It was a perfect plan that allowed them to not only save water but also clean their bodies more thoroughly.
…
When Fang Zhengzhi was carefully doing what he thought was a ”righteous” act, a troop stood at a place that was covered in snow in the Great Xia Dynasty.
In front of this troop was a gigantic tree that almost reached the sky. The tree trunk was thick and strong and there were drooping white flowers on the tree.
”Mu'er, the blood in your body is no longer your own. Do you understand what I mean?” Nangong Mu, who was wearing an oversized robe turned to the figures beside him. He sounded slightly regretful but quickly found his determination.
”Yes, I understand.” Nangong Mu's cold voice was heard.
It was evident that Nangong Mu no longer had the calmness on his face. Or rather, ferocious waves were hidden beneath his facade.
During the battle at the Heaven Zen Mountain, he had been stabbed by the father he had trusted and had seen his dearest brother die in front of him.
Nobody knew what Nangong Mu, who had experienced all of this, was thinking of.
However, it was evident that Nangong Mu had revived and successfully reopened his eyes after taking over Nangong Hao's heart.
”Then what are you waiting for? Why aren't you doing it?” Nangong Tian clenched his fist tightly after looking at Nangong Mu who was not moving.
”What do you want me to do?” Nangong Mu turned and looked at his most respected and trusted father.
For some unknown reason, he was no longer afraid of his father. In fact, he no longer wanted to hear his father's voice.
Perhaps it was because he had a new heart!
Nangong Hao's heart!
After all, in the Nangong Nobles, only Nangong Hao was daring enough to disobey Nangong Tian's orders and Nangong Tian had nothing to say about that.
”Mu'er!”
”Mu'er? Haha…” Nangong Mu laughed with a hint of sadness. ”Nangong Mu already died, no? Father!”
”You…” Nangong Tian clenched his fist tight and raised his hand before slapping it hard on Nangong Mu's face.
”Master!” The surrounding people of the Nangong Nobles fell to their knees with anxious expressions as they saw this.
However, Nangong Mu did not show any reaction.
The slap on his face was loud and clear. However, no trace of redness or handprint could be seen on his face.
Without saying anything, Nangong Mu turned his body and walked slowly towards an entrance that led to the underground.
”Nangong Mu!” Nangong Tian's voice was heard again. ”You are the disciple of the Nangong Nobles, the descendant of Emperor Yan. You mean you forgot all of these?”
”Should a dead person remember his identity when he was alive?” Nangong Mu continued walking.
”Fine, very fine! You can forget about me, but can you forget the heart in your body? It's your brother's heart!” Nangong Tian's face became slightly distorted.
”Brother?” Nangong Mu finally stopped and turned to look at the new tombstone.
It was a black tombstone that was covered with a thick layer of snow. However, two big words were clearly carved on it.
Nangong Hao!
A talented individual who had been called the Number One Prodigy in the Great Xia Dynasty, a talented individual whom the Nangong Nobles was proud of, a talented individual who was the hope of the Nangong Nobles.
However, this talented individual was in a deep coma underground and could no longer wake up.
”You mean you forgot how Hao'er died? He was driven to his death by the Monster Race and Demon Race, he was driven to his death by Yun Qingwu!” Nangong Tian's tone became extremely agitated.
”No, he was driven to his death by you!” Nangong Mu turned with his eyes as red as blood.
Moreover, there were six extremely complex symbols turning in his eyes.
The Blood Offering Illustration!
The Blood Offering Illustration which had appeared in Nangong Hao's eyes appeared clearly in Nangong Mu's eyes. In fact, it was even more clear in Nangong Mu's eyes.
Nangong Tian's expression changed.
His expression had changed the instant when Nangong Mu stared at him. It was an immense force that caused him to unable to look straight at Nangong Mu.
Yes, Nangong Mu was no longer the Nangong Mu from the past.
After Nangong Hao's heart was fused together with Nangong Mu's heart, a new Nangong Mu, or rather, a monster had revived.
”Mu'er, I'm sorry. If you still hate me, I can die in front of you for the future of the Nangong Nobles. I only hope that you can help the Nangong Nobles fulfill our mission, the mission that your brother did not fulfill before he died!” A dagger appeared in Nangong Tian's hand towards the last part of his sentence.
”Master!” The faces of the surrounding people turned pale when they saw the dagger in Nangong Tian's hands but none of them went up to stop him.
Slash! The dagger penetrated his chest and fresh blood dripped on the ground and stained the white snow red.
”Master!”
”From now on, you… Nangong Mu, will be the new head of Nangong family!” Nangong Tian waved to the surrounding people and collapsed.
Nangong Mu did not move at all upon seeing this. There was only a pain in his eyes that was hard to be hidden.