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Dumb Husky and His White Cat Shizun (2ha)

Mo Ran thought becoming Chu Wanning’s disciple was a mistake. His shizun was really too much like a cat while he himself was a dumb pup who’d only slobber and wag his tail. Dogs and cats were different by nature; originally, the dumb pup didn’t want to extend his furry paws to that cat. He originally thought, dogs should be with dogs, like his shixiong, beautiful and tame like a cute Japanese Spitz, and the two of them together would surely be a match made in heaven. Yet, after having died and reborn, after having lived two lives, the one he hauled back each time to his den in the end was always the one he couldn’t stand at first: that snow-white kitty shizun. Dumb off the charts husky gong x proud, aggravated, big white cat shou Emperor of the cultivation world Mo Weiyu deceived elders and slaughtered ancestors, and committed all crimes and sins known to man. After ending his own life, he was reborn and transmigrated to the year he first became a disciple. In the shell of a boy held an old and weary soul. After coming back to life, truth after truths that had been hidden below the surface in the previous life floated to the top and broke through the waters one after the other. Of all the revelations, the one that stunned him the most was that the Shizun he had hated to the bone in his previous life had always been protecting him from the shadows… The heart of man can change; even demons and monsters can become compassionate and do good. Only, he had sinned deeply. Can the blood on his hands ever be cleansed? Novel written by *Meatbun doesn't eat meat*

Bettygift · LGBT+
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Chapter 251: [Mount Longxue] Regression

"What do you want to do with the First Forbidden Technique?"

He didn't know how many times he had asked this question. Mo Ran was in a good mood today, so he finally answered slowly, "Go back to the past."

"And then?"

The Emperor Ta lifted his eyelids, "Save him."

It was self-evident who "he" was.

Chu Wanning stood in front of Mo Ran in his snow-white robe, "If you carefully read the books related to the First Forbidden Technique, you should know that no one who used the First Forbidden Technique had a good ending. The last grandmaster tried to bring his daughter back to him from another time and space, but he killed his own self in that time and space. You should know what happened. "

Mo Ran frowned, changed his sitting position, crossed his long legs, and looked at him, "I really don't know."

"…"

"What's there to see about this kind of failed example?"

Chu Wanning said, "No one has ever succeeded."

Mo Ran said, "Then I'll be the first to succeed."

Chu Wanning said again, "Once time and space are disturbed, you don't know what the consequences will be."

Mo Ran almost sneered, "Even if the world is in chaos, what does it have to do with me?"

Chu Wanning was still not satisfied, "Even if you really bring Shi Mingjing back from another time and space, what about your other self? How can you forgive yourself? If the incident of two grandmasters fighting for one person happens again, have you thought about what to do? "

Mo Ran smiled and said, "It's just another version of myself in the mortal world. If he stops me, I'll just kill him. "

Chu Wanning suddenly stopped talking, and suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

Mo Ran had really gone crazy.

"Then what if …" Chu Wanning said slowly, almost stiffly, "The incident of two grandmasters fighting for a woman happens again. In the process of fighting for Shi Mingjing, an accident happens. That Shi Mingjing of the mortal world will probably be torn into pieces in the crack of time and space, you … "

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud clang was heard.

Mo Ran suddenly stood up and kicked over the fruit platter table in front of him. Grapes, oranges, lychees, and sugars. At this moment, they were like the heads of the people he had killed, rolling all over the ground.

The Emperor Ta strode over, stepping on the ground with his Crimson Pheasant embroidered with a dark dragon. The ground was covered with crushed fruits. The grapes were cracked like blood, and the lychees were crushed like brain matter. He suddenly grabbed Chu Wanning's collar in the midst of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. His eyes were like a tiger's and a wolf's.

"I know you don't like him and want him dead," Mo Ran said darkly, "but you're too vicious. No matter what, he is still your disciple. He once worshipped you and trusted you. Chu Wanning, how can you curse him like this? "

"I'm not cursing him. What you said is the truth."

Mo Ran snapped, "Who wants to hear the truth from you? The person I want, I'll tear time and space and twist the universe to save him! If the world stops me from tearing it, then kill me. If you stop me again, then … "

He panted for a while, his eyes were a little wet in the madness. Then what should he do? Trample? But he had already broken Chu Wanning's spine. Humiliate? Chu Wanning was already the man he married.

Then, kill? Suddenly, he felt a dull pain in his heart. He couldn't say it and didn't know what to say.

Mo Ran left abruptly, leaving Chu Wanning standing alone in the empty hall. There was darkness all around her. She knew that this darkness was a trap set by one person. Be it the Celestial Treading Monarch or the Northern Dipper Immortal, they were all deeply involved.

But what should he do?

Once the first forbidden technique was used, it was not a big deal if it was just a tear. Just like how scars could form scabs, time and space could heal itself. But if the tear was too big, there would be too many variables. The two worlds would be intertwined, and in the end, it might become like what was recorded in the ancient books.

Collapse.

"The world is in order. If the order collapses, the punishment of heaven will come, and everything will belong to Hongmeng."

Chu Wanning did not remember where he read this sentence, but the impression was very clear. It talked about the consequences of the Gate of Life and Death losing control.

The so-called punishment of heaven will come, and everything will belong to Hongmeng. In other words, the gods would punish the mortal world, crushing the two worlds into powder and returning them to zero.

The price of losing control of the first forbidden technique would be the complete destruction of the two worlds. So no matter what, he could not let this happen. He could not let Mo Ran continue like this.

That night, Mo Ran was busy dealing with the files of the Kunlun Turmoil, so he did not look for Chu Wanning again. So Chu Wanning carried the wind lantern and went to the library.

This was also a little benevolent of Mo Ran. He knew that Chu Wanning would not be able to do anything, so except when he was angry, he did not set up obstacles at the peak of life and death. He did not mind Chu Wanning going to the library, the back of the mountain, or even the Divine Martial Library.

The reason was the same as raising a cat.

It was enough to grind its fangs and cut off its claws. It was too boring to break its legs and make the cat unable to move and lose its wild nature.

Chu Wanning sorted out all the information he had in the library and combined it with the current situation. In the end, he concluded two things. First, the person behind the scenes was very good at using drugs, but his spiritual power was definitely not strong. This was easy to understand. Because if this person's spiritual power was strong, he would not need to borrow people to do these things. Second, Shi Mei's death must have been planned by the person behind the scenes. The purpose was to stimulate the hatred in Mo Ran's heart.

This was also supported by Chu Wanning in the ancient books.

"The Eight Bitter Everlasting Regrets can erase all the kindness in a person's heart, but it can also retain the warm memories of a person." The complicated magic words were deciphered word by word. "Therefore, the caster often makes the Everlasting Regrets Flower Master retain normal memories of himself, making the Everlasting Regrets Flower Master acknowledge the caster, rely on the caster, and be willing to die for him."

Shi Mei had died long ago. He saw it with his own eyes, so it could not be fake. So Shi Mei should not be the caster, but Mo Ran obviously remembered all the good memories related to Shi Mei. And the person behind the scenes used the last bit of pure warmth in Mo Ran to tempt him to touch the three forbidden techniques.

From the exquisite chess game to controlling the world. To the rebirth technique to resurrect the dead. To the door of life and death to twist the universe.

Mo Ran had indeed tried one by one, whether it was successful or not. What kind of person would be so eager to master three forbidden techniques at the same time? What kind of person would want to tear apart time and space, and take the risk of both worlds being returned to zero to satisfy their own selfish desires?

Chu Wanning could not think of the answer, but the answer to this question was not the most important thing at the moment. The most important thing was how to stop this from happening before Mo Ran mastered the door of life and death.

After thinking for a while, he finally saw clearly that there was only one path in front of him — — he had to kill the Emperor Ta, then go back to the past. Before the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regrets in Mo Ran's heart was planted, he had to stop it. He had to find a way to remove it. A person who had been affected by the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regrets once would not be affected a second time. This way, even after the Emperor Ta died, the person behind the scenes would still find a way to open the door of life and death, and there would be no way to get the strongest battle power, Mo Weiyu.

Kill the Emperor Ta … …

At night in the library, there were moths jumping into the flame, flying into the wind lantern that Chu Wanning brought. In an instant, they were swallowed by the flame, and there was no body left, only a burnt smell.

Chu Wanning looked at the candle flame alone, and looked at those stupid moths.

The flame was very bright, but his heart was very cold.

Kill the Emperor Ta … … kill the Emperor Ta … …

Kill Mo Ran. Kill that pitiful man who was controlled, used, and had few good days.

His predecessor was his master, but he did not protect him well. Now he had to personally plan to kill him.

Chu Wanning suddenly closed his eyes, slightly leaned back, and rested his head on the bookshelf. The wind lantern flickered, and he was like a moth flying into the fire.

He had to kill Mo Weiyu.

It was raining.

The light drizzle lingered in the bones.

Chu Wanning was his boy toy, and he woke up from his light sleep.

Mo Ran's desire and energy had always been amazing. Chu Wanning did not know whether this person would endlessly pester Song Qiutong like this. What he was venting was pure animal desire, or a desire for himself.

It was not important.

Mo Ran was now lying beside him, fast asleep, not much different from the many long nights before. During this period of time, he was getting more and more ridiculous, and he wanted more and more. It was common for him to not go out after doing it. When he woke up the next day, before the court, he would do it again. Kill him.

But the difference in strength was so great, Chu Wanning did not think he had a chance of winning, even if it was just beside him.

Wait a little longer. He told himself.

In the end, there were two things to do. One was to kill, and the other was to open the Door of Life and Death before the mastermind behind the scenes, to prevent the past Mo Ran from being swallowed by the Everlasting Regret Flower. Since the first could not be done immediately, he would do the second. — — Open the first forbidden technique, the Door of Life and Death.

He did not know why, but he had a vague impression of this forbidden technique in his mind. Combined with the rubbing scroll that Mo Ran found, after countless failures, he finally restored the original appearance of the curse. But because he did not have a spiritual nucleus, Chu Wanning found it difficult to use the technique. Fortunately, he had a natural understanding with Jiu Ge, so even without a spiritual nucleus, he could still summon it. So even though it was difficult to figure it out, there was no need to mention the setbacks he experienced. But in the end, Chu Wanning borrowed Jiu Ge's power to tear open an extremely small crack in time and space.

That was a crack that could lead to the past.

He approached, and faintly heard the sound of a whistle coming from that crack — —

The Door of Life and Death, the whistle to open the door, the whistle to close the door. It was exactly as the rumors said.

He heard a distant and empty voice ask him, "Sir, where are you going?"

At first, his heart was beating like a drum, but when he really reached the end of the bridge, he suddenly calmed down.

"Sir, where are you going?"

When the voice asked again, Chu Wanning glanced at the Wu Mountain Hall, where the singing and dancing had already started. Today, he had angered Mo Ran, and Mo Ran had already summoned Song Qiutong to accompany him, so he should not be looking for him.

He took a deep breath, and his phoenix eyes lit up. "I want to go back to the year when Mo Ran had just been poisoned by the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regret Flower."

He tried to make his words clearer.

"That is, the year when the Everlasting Regret Flower was still in its first stage, when everything could be salvaged. … Do you understand? "

No one in the crack answered, but just as Chu Wanning was about to be disappointed, a ray of light suddenly lit up, and the space-time tunnel slowly opened.

He stepped into it, and the world spun. When everything returned to normal, he opened his eyes and saw a few peach blossoms floating in front of him.

He … he really went back to many years ago!

At this time, in the Door of Life and Death, the moon was white and the wind was clear. It was late spring.

"…" Chu Wanning stood for a while, trying to calm himself down. Then, he pushed aside the flowers and walked out of the crack.

He found himself in the back mountain of the school. He smelled the fragrance of flowers and plants planted by Madam Wang, and there were lights in the distance. That was the light from thousands of disciples' rooms, converging into a quiet Milky Way in the night.

Returning to the old place, it was like a dream.

Chu Wanning stood in the same place. Although there was not much expression on his face, there were mixed feelings in his heart. He walked down slowly, watching the young disciples laughing and playing. He saw Elder Xuanji and Elder Lucun competing on the sword dance field. After turning a corner, he even saw Madam Wang's fat cat named Vegetable Bun. It was squatting on the wall, stretching out its furry head to sniff the blooming Chinese roses on the wall.

He was wrong. It was not like a dream. All these years, even in his best dreams, he could not return to the peak of life and death like this.

Chu Wanning looked at the scenery in front of him and walked forward alone.

He knew that he did not have the habit of leaving the Red Lotus Pavilion at night, so he was not too worried about running into himself in this time and space.

As he walked, he suddenly saw two young men walking towards him. One was as bright as a lotus, and the other was as dazzling as a bird's tail. His originally slow footsteps finally couldn't help but stop.

They were the young Xue Meng and Shi Mei.