Repugnant Gateway 3
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The more An Zheng stood there, the colder he felt. It was as if he had fallen into a cave of ice, and the surroundings were irresistibly cold, freezing to death.
Ding Ningdong was completely unaware that there were two people standing outside looking at her. It was as if she had entered a world that belonged only to her and everyone else was isolated by her. An Zheng took a big step and wanted to enter, but was pulled back by Ding Wanqiu: "Those that can't enter, no one knows how strong her poison talent is. This courtyard is sealed with some kind of strong poison, no one can enter."
An Zheng stood there in a daze, looking at Ding Ningdong who was still sitting on the stairs talking to herself.
"Big Brother, stop bullying others in the future, alright?"
Ding Ningdong said.
The man who looked exactly the same as Ding Taichun smiled and nodded. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. It was as if he was responding … Alright, I'll listen to you, sister.
Ding Ningdong lifted her head and smiled. His smile looked very relaxed, but it was also extremely sad and gentle.
An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu watched from the outside. It was autumn on the bright side, but they felt that the middle of winter was approaching.
"That's the Withering Blood Vine."
The voices appeared behind An Zheng and his back, but neither of them actually noticed it.
An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu turned their heads at the same time, and discovered that the person who had just arrived was actually Zhuge Chouyun who was leaning on a walking stick. It was unknown if it was because he was too tired after the fierce battle at Tiantong Palace that day, but he looked even older than before. He stood behind the two with his cane, and looked at Ding Ningdong with eyes full of love.
"She sealed off this courtyard."
Zhuge Chouyun said.
Ding Wanqiu bit her lips, and suddenly kneeled down with a thump. "Senior, please save her."
Zhuge Chouyun reached out and pulled Ding Wanqiu, but Ding Wanqiu did not get up. Zhuge Chouyun said: "She is my only disciple, do you think I don't want to save her? But now, even I can't do anything. She had planted some dried blood rattan in the yard, which was connected to her own blood vessels. If I were to forcefully break open the seal on her poison arts and enter the courtyard, she would also die. "
An Zheng said: "Senior's medical skills are absolute, please think of a way to save her."
Zhuge Chouyun sighed: "The Withering Blood Vine is a poison in itself, it needs to be fed with human blood to grow. She had fed three of them in one go, and her bloodline was almost completely depleted. The Withering Blood Vine grew according to her will and actually grew into the appearance of a human. It actually looked no different from a real person. I thought I had enough experience, and no one could compare to me in poison techniques. But she … It's beyond my imagination. "
After saying all that, Zhuge Chouyun was suddenly stunned for a moment. "My heavens … She did not use her own bloodline to cultivate three wilted blood vines, but four instead. "
He pointed with his finger and saw that, in the inner area of the yard, there was a dried up blood vine growing.
Ding Wanqiu stared at the fourth wilted blood vine for a good while, and then her expression became even more unsightly. He looked at An Zheng, and said with a dry voice. It's you. "
An Zheng was stunned and couldn't help but look at the fourth vine as well. Only after looking at it carefully for a good while did he realize that the vine's appearance was actually somewhat similar to his own.
Zhuge Chouyun said: "Those people are probably the people in the deepest part of her heart, I never thought that you would be here. Do I hate you? But it didn't look like it. Or was it because it was too contradictory? I wanted to kill you to avenge my family, but I was unable to make her do that kind of thing in my heart, so I actually managed to nurture a fourth vine.
An Zheng felt his heart spasming in pain, excruciating to the point of death.
Ding Wanqiu pleaded: Senior, is there really no way to save her?
Zhuge Chouyun pondered for a good while, and said: "She's almost completely exhausted of her vitality, and should be able to last three more days at most. These three days are especially important to her. The two of you, stay here. Sigh … This poor child, how unjust the heavens were to her. If I had discovered her earlier and brought her out of that place in your Ding Family that she was afraid of, this probably wouldn't have happened. "
At this time, in the courtyard, Ding Ningdong stood up and walked over to the fake Ding Shengxia. Her face was pale but she spoke seriously: "Second Brother, I know you hate him to no end. But he wasn't wrong, was he? You took the initiative to provoke him, and you are too selfish. I know that you are competitive and can't even tolerate Third Brother, so how can you tolerate an outsider? But I … But I think I like him. I don't know if I like it, and I've never felt it. She only thought, Second Brother, can you and him not fight? Can you two get along? I don't want him to get hurt, and I don't want you to get hurt. "Although you're not good to me, you are my second brother after all."
The Withering Blood Vine that looked exactly the same as Ding Shengxia actually nodded and opened its mouth to say something, but no sound came out.
But Ding Ningdong seemed to have heard something, and became especially happy, even her originally pale face became a little flushed. She seemed to be extremely happy as she circled around her second brother, "I knew that you all loved me when I was very young. Even though you all grew up and distanced yourselves from me, you still care about me, right? You guys don't need to worry. I'll call my parents out in two days. We'll reunite as a family, so that we won't be affected by the conflict outside anymore, alright? "
She walked to the fake Ding Wanqiu's side and said with her head lowered, "Third Brother, I know that you have never changed. You still love me like you did back then, right? I was so worried the other day when you went to fight him. I was afraid that you would be injured, but I was also afraid that you would injure him. I don't know why, but I always feel like he's our family too. No matter who is in trouble, I will feel bad. "
The fake Ding Wanqiu actually raised her hand, touched her hair and said a few words.
Outside the courtyard, Ding Wanqiu suddenly stood up and roared inside: "Let her go! "If you're not me, then scram!"
But Ding Ningdong who was in the courtyard seemed to be unable to hear anything, as she was still immersed in her own world, unable to extricate himself. She went to the side and squatted down. Then she cut her arm with a small knife and dripped blood into a flower pot. Her arm was already covered in knife wounds. Even the blood that was flowing out was very slow. It was obvious that there wasn't much blood left. However, she stubbornly squatted there and watched as her blood dripped.
"Father …" Mother, don't worry. We will reunite soon. At that time, let's not quarrel, and you guys can stop hitting me and scolding me, okay? Our family is happily together, we must never separate. "
Her blood fell drop by drop, and after absorbing the blood, two tender sprouts in the flower pot began to slowly grow.
Zhuge Chouyun's face turned white: If that's the case, I'm afraid she won't even be able to last until tomorrow.
Ding Wanqiu and An Zheng spoke at the same time, "Senior, I beg you, please save her!"
Zhuge Chouyun turned around: "You guys wait here, I'll think of a way!"
Just at this moment, An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu turned around to look at Ding Ningdong. It was as if they saw her glancing outside, and then, she raised her hand and shook it with difficulty.
Chapter 234 - Palms
Zhuge Chouyun turned around and left. She clearly looked like she was trembling while walking with her walking stick, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye. An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu didn't know if he would be able to think of a way to save Ding Ningdong either. The two of them looked at each other and saw deep worry in each other's eyes.
"You …"
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ng Wanqiu gaped her mouth, and asked in the end, "You … Can you accept her? "
An Zheng was slightly taken aback: "Accept what?"
Ding Wanqiu said: "I can tell that my sister really likes you. Even if you and I hate each other, or if I'm unfilial, I can't bring myself to kill you. My sister's thoughts were more complicated than mine, which was why it was more painful. To fall in love with one's enemy, there was nothing in this world that could make one's heart more bitter. If … If you think so, can you accept her? She needs people to protect her and comfort her. Compared to me, you seem to be more useful. "
An Zheng shook his head.
Ding Wanqiu's face changed: What do you mean?
An Zheng said: "What I mean is, you can't."
"Why?"
"Because I have someone I like, not your sister."
"But she likes you."
"I can't accept her just because she likes me. It would be unfair to me for people who like me and I like her. I can do everything I can to help her, but I can't have feelings for her. "
Ding Wanqiu frowned: "What's wrong with my sister? Do you think she's unworthy of you? Isn't she pretty enough? Not gentle enough? Or is she not as good as the girl you like? "
An Zheng said: "It has nothing to do with this. Your sister is outstanding enough and gentle enough and beautiful enough, but this is not some bargaining chip. I said that I would treat her as a friend, and as long as I can do it, I will do it. "
Ding Wanqiu: "But that's what you can do, even if you were just lying to her … If Old Senior Zhuge is truly capable of saving her, during her most lonely and weakest days, she will need someone to take care of her and comfort her. "
An Zheng said: "No way, no way, I won't lie to her."
Ding Wanqiu was silent for a long while, before sighing: "Your heart is really very hard, I didn't notice it before."
An Zheng said: "This has nothing to do with whether your heart is firm or not."
Ding Wanqiu said: "Then why can't you accept her!"
An Zheng: "I already said, this is impossible. You don't have to say anything about this. Even if you are her brother, you have no right to decide anything for her. Wasn't the most important thing right now to save her? What's the point of saying all this? "
Ding Wanqiu's arm that was originally lifted up dropped, as though she had lost all of her strength in an instant.
An Zheng looked at Ding Ningdong. She was still squatting down and dripping blood into the pot of flowers. It could be seen that Ding Wanqiu was almost at her limit, and her entire body was on the verge of collapse.
An Zheng took a deep breath, "I can't wait for Elder Zhuge anymore."
He took a step forward and was stopped by Ding Wanqiu once more. "Senior Zhuge said that she used her own blood to connect with the Withering Blood Vine. If she forced her way in, she would lose her life."
An Zheng lowered his head to look at the withering blood vines that grew at the entrance of the courtyard, and then looked at the Blood Pearl on his wrist.
An Zheng walked to the school entrance. With a flip of his wrist, he retrieved a dagger from the spatial artifact that he carried with him, and swiped it across his wrist. "I don't know if this will work.
He dripped his blood onto the vines by the door. The dried blood vine immediately started twisting, like a python that had caught a whiff of its prey. Ding Wanqiu wanted to stop An Zheng, but in the end, she did not stretch out his hand. He looked at An Zheng who stood there, firm but calm, as she stretched out his hand and allowed his own blood to drip. At this moment, Ding Wanqiu suddenly realized that she had lost.
He and An Zheng had fought before, and it seemed like they were evenly matched in that battle where both of them were heavily injured. Thus, Ding Wanqiu never felt that he had lost to An Zheng. He felt that if he did his best, An Zheng wouldn't be his match. However, at this moment, he realized that he had completely lost. This was not a difference in cultivation, but rather the difference in a person's character.
An Zheng's blood flow was extremely fast, but he did not retract his hand in the end. Furthermore, he was still continuously urging the Cultivation Power, allowing his blood flow to flow even faster.
However, after a few minutes had passed, more and more Blood Withering Vine gathered over, greedily absorbing An Zheng's blood. However, it still had not formed a connection with An Zheng.
An Zheng's face became paler and paler. Ding Wanqiu, who was behind him, was silent for a moment before also walking forward with big strides. She used a dagger to cut open her arm and dripped her blood on the Blood Withering Vine.
At this time, it was unknown if it was due to telepathy or what was wrong, but Qu Liuxi quickly rushed over from afar. She had obviously sprinted all the way here. Seeing An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu dripping blood on the Blood Withering Vine, Qu Liuxi's face, which was originally flushed red with sweat, instantly paled a little.
"I can't drip any more!"
Qu Liuxi ran over to An Zheng's side and pulled both An Zheng and Ding Wanqiu back with her hands: "Those are the Blood Withering Vines!"
An Zheng acknowledged him: "It's the Withering Blood Vine. Look at Ding Ningdong."
Qu Liuxi took a glance and her expression became even more unsightly, "To use one's own blood energy to create such a thing … She was already trapped in her own inner demons. You guys used your blood to attempt to establish some sort of connection with the Withering Blood Vine. The method is correct, but you guys are not doctors, so you don't know how to do it. "
Qu Liuxi looked at An Zheng: "Let me do it."
An Zheng asked: "You have a way?"
Qu Liuxi bit her lips: Use the Phoenix Cooking Pill Furnace to refine it!
An Zheng immediately shook his head: "No, it's too dangerous for you. Once you attract the attention of others, you will immediately attract a lot of people. "
Qu Liuxi said: "Saving people is more important, we don't have to worry about that much."
An Zheng shook his head: "Saving people is important, but you are more important."
Ding Wanqiu looked at An Zheng, and then looked at Qu Liuxi, and suddenly understood. This girl was the person An Zheng said he liked. He seemed to see a kind of almost divine radiance from this girl, to the point that he subconsciously rubbed his eyes to confirm if it was an illusion. He was certain that there was no relationship between this girl and his sister. She was just a true doctor.
An Zheng grabbed Qu Liuxi's hand. "No, there's no point in discussing this. To let yourself be harmed by saving someone is a wrong thing to do. No matter what, I won't let you take the risk. "
While the two of them were talking, Gu Qianye and Du Shoushou ran over from afar. Du Shoushou was still holding the cat good old man in his arms, but good old man's eyes had widened the moment he saw the vine.
It struggled out of Du Shoushou's embrace, grabbed An Zheng's shoulders, and mewled a few times towards the Withering Blood Vine, emitting a sharp and imposing manner. Everyone was anxious about Ding Ningdong's situation and did not care. Only An Zheng could see that good old man's eyes seemed to be filled with hatred towards something like the Withering Blood Vine.
Before An Zheng could react, the good old man suddenly let out a powerful roar at the vine.
Soon after, the Enchantment Cloth flew out from Du Shoushou's embrace, spinning and flying towards the small courtyard. Without waiting for anyone to react, a gray mist-like substance was emitted from the Enchantment Cloth and quickly enveloped the vine. Then, the Enchantment Cloth suddenly enlarged, and almost covered the entire small courtyard. From the Enchantment Cloth s, separate strips of cloth fell down like ropes.
Every stick was like a dragon, and every vine of the withering blood vine was like a giant python. The dragon and giant python fiercely fought in the air. In the fog, the Withering Blood Vine seemed to become clumsy and its movements became a lot slower. The strip of cloth didn't look as thick as the Withering Blood Vine, but it was much nimbler and sharper.
A moment later, countless black flames suddenly burned down along the strips of cloth that had been separated from the Enchantment Cloth. In just a moment of absent-mindedness, the small courtyard had already been set ablaze. The black flames looked extremely strange. Within the black flames, all the vines of the Withering Blood Vine were twisting violently, as if they had met their natural predator.
The good old man cat girl squatted on An Zheng's shoulder and meowed a few times, as if he was talking to a Enchantment Cloth. A black wall of fire formed on the Enchantment Cloth and cut down, separating Ding Ningdong and the Blood Withering Vine. The black flames burned brighter and brighter, as if even the room was engulfed in them. Strangely, the people outside didn't feel the slightest bit of heat.
After approximately ten minutes had passed, the Enchantment Cloth retracted all of the cloth strips. Afterwards, they returned to their original size and flew back into Du Shoushou's embrace. The cat good old man cried out, jumped straight into Du Shoushou's embrace from An Zheng's shoulder, and laid on the Enchantment Cloth with squinted eyes. But An Zheng could tell that there was a trace of pride in good old man's eyes.
An Zheng thought that Eye of Nine Incarnations and Enchantment Cloth had fought shoulder to shoulder countless times in the past. Perhaps at some extremely dangerous place in the past, they had once joined hands and fought a fierce battle against something like the Withering Blood Vine.
Seeing that the Withering Blood Vine had been eradicated, Qu Liuxi immediately rushed in and supported the crumbling Ding Ningdong with her hand on the meridian gate. After a while, Qu Liuxi took out a pill and placed it on his palm. A pale blue flame suddenly appeared on her palm. It turned green in a few seconds, then white in a few seconds, then red in the next.
The red flame looked very real, she was roasting the pill in her hands. After about a minute, the pill suddenly split apart. It didn't shatter, but split apart in the form of a law. The pill was split into five parts, as if it had bloomed. The pill was solemn, and there was a small red dot rotating violently within it. Qu Liuxi's hand was extremely stable, without the slightest bit of movement.