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Nan Zhi looked at Jing Mu'an, and the scene of the night when the Nan family was wiped out once again appeared in front of her eyes.

The black mist around her was getting thicker and thicker, and the mark between her eyebrows was burning like fire.

Jing Muan's expression changed drastically, "Zhier, don't!"

As soon as the words fell, ferocious howling resentment gushed out of Nan Zhi's body, quickly spreading across the entire city.

She wants everyone in the world to be buried with the Nan family!

The terrified screams of the people pierced Jing Muan's heart like needles.

He clenched his epee tightly, "Zhi'er, don't make further mistakes, those are innocent people..."

"Innocent?" Nan Zhi smiled desperately, tears rolling down her face, "Jing Mu'an, those people are innocent, isn't my Nan family innocent!"

She looked at Jing Muan who was speechless, and screamed: "You self-proclaimed upright people slaughtered hundreds of members of the Nan family for the treasure of the Nan family! How innocent the Nan family is! How innocent I, Nan Zhi!"

"Jing Mu'an, you ruined my family back then, and now you have the face to persuade me to stop!"

"Since people in the world have betrayed me, why should I care about their lives!"

Every sentence of the woman's questioning was like a heavy hammer hammering hard at Jing Mu'an's heart.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met that year.

Angry horses in fresh clothes, sweet smiles, young and beautiful.

It was his fault, it was he who made such a bright and carefree girl into what she is now.

Jing Muan closed his eyes, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

He held the epee tightly in his hand, as if he had made a decision.

The epee slowly burst into light, Jing Mu'an suddenly opened his eyes, and attacked Nan Zhi like lightning.

The wind and cloud roared, the thunder and lightning roared, and the world turned pale!

The figures of the two appeared and disappeared in the sharp light, and Jing Muan, who was already injured, gradually fell into the disadvantaged.

On the ground came the screams of the common people in pain because of their grievances.

Jing Muan clenched his teeth, a flash of determination flashed across his eyes.

He pinched a few hand formulas, mobilized all his spiritual power, and prepared to fight to the death.

The blood-stained epee broke through many obstacles and stabbed towards Nan Zhi.

Nan Zhi looked at the man wielding the epee, and suddenly showed a mocking smile.

Jing Mu'an felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

He hurriedly wanted to take back the epee, but at this moment, Nan Zhi suddenly flew forward.

The sharp point of the sword pierced through the red clothes, pierced through the chest, and pierced through the back.

Hot blood sprayed on Jing Muan's face, burning his heart.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils trembling violently, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Jing Mu'an..." Nan Zhi vomited blood and said, "Everyone says that good and evil are incompatible...but what is right...and what is evil..."

She smiled and wept, "Back then, the Immortal Clan used the excuse of the common people to rob the Nan family's treasure, slaughtered my parents, and my whole family. Today, you used the excuse of the common people to take my life..."

"...Jing Mu'an, what's the difference between you and those immortal sects trying to gain fame?"

Jing Muan's hand holding the sword trembled violently.

Nan Zhi vomited another mouthful of blood, and then revealed a shocking secret, "Jing Mu'an, I practice magic using my own blood as a guide, and I have never harmed anyone."

Jing Muan's pupils shrank violently, and the blood on his face faded away in an instant.

Seeing his reaction, Nan Zhi laughed happily. She grabbed the epee that had stabbed into her chest and pulled it out suddenly.

Blood filled the sky, staining the man's eyes red.

"Jing Mu'an, I don't want to meet you again in my next life!"

The red clothes fell gracefully from the clouds into the Nanfu, and a raging fire ignited in an instant.

With Jing Mu'an's desperate cry, Nan Zhi's consciousness gradually dissipated.

Many images appeared in front of her eyes, the boy's angry horse in fresh clothes, the girl's shy gaze, and finally, the loving faces of her parents were fixed.

The last ray of consciousness disappeared, and Nan Zhi slowly closed her eyes with a carefree smile on her lips.

father, mother...

Our family will never be separated again.

I really like the role of Nan Zhi. In the end, I gave the hero a hammer, and I will never forgive him.

The fourth watch will be written immediately.