The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 187 Carving a Tombstone

As the head of the Li family, Li Kui's own strength is naturally not low.

At this moment, facing Meng Chun, a powerful cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he almost instinctively unleashed his peak Nascent Soul Stage strength and attacked him!

"I'll fight you!"

However, Meng Chun dodged it by simply turning slightly to the side, and at the same time, he swung out a sword flower with his backhand, piercing his throat in an instant.

Li Kui's eyes were filled with shock. His throat was pierced, making him unable to speak. He only looked at Meng Chun in disbelief.

Warm blood spurted out, leaving a few drops of blood on Meng Chun's face. His bloodshot eyes were filled with the joy of revenge.

"It's been three years. I, Meng Qian'an, have waited for this day for three whole years! Today, I will use your heads to pay tribute to the departed souls of the Meng family!"

Puff——!

He pulled out the magic sword, and in an instant, a stream of blood spurted out.

Li Kui instinctively covered his wound and knelt on the ground in pain. During this time, he did not forget to stare at Meng Chun.

Seeing him like this, Meng Chun seemed to have thought of something.

He kicked him on the shoulder and said coldly, "Are you thinking of asking Li Kun to avenge you?"

Li Kui collapsed to the ground. Even though he looked miserable, the hatred in his eyes remained undiminished.

Li Kun in their clan is the first genius in the family. As long as he is given enough time to grow, it will only be a matter of time before he avenges them.

But Meng Chun's next words completely wiped out the thoughts in his mind.

"I forgot to tell you, Li Kun died a long time ago. He was too weak and was killed by me with one sword."

The corners of Meng Chun's handsome mouth curled up slightly, and he looked pleased. "Now you are the only one left in the Li family. Oh no, you are going to die too."

When Li Kui heard this, he was shocked and spit out blood the next moment, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

When he saw the smile on Meng Chun's lips, his heart suddenly tightened and he breathed heavily.

However, Meng Chun simply wiped away the smile in his eyes, pulled out his Nascent Soul and crushed it without hesitation.

When the guests around saw his actions, they immediately became nervous.

This person is already dead. If these two people get angry and want to attack them, I'm afraid everyone present will not be able to escape death!

They couldn't help but step back, looking warily at Meng Chun, who was covered in blood.

Although their family is very large and naturally there are masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage, there is also a person with unfathomable strength behind this person.

In order to save their lives, they naturally had to be on guard.

Meng Chun looked at the gradually cold corpse, and the scene of being chased flashed through his eyes bit by bit.

When he thought about how the elders of the clan had sacrificed themselves to protect them and their disciples from leaving, a dull pain suddenly arose in his calm heart.

It feels like numbness and an indescribable relief.

After a moment, he simply swung a sword at the remaining Meng disciples.

He turned around and returned to Emperor Zhao.

"Senior, let's go."

"it is good."

Emperor Zhao didn't ask any more questions, but just took him and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The powerful pressure disappeared in an instant. Seeing them disappear, everyone felt relieved and just glanced at the corpses on the ground.

Worried that the two would come back, they quickly turned around and left this place of trouble.

But after today, the Meng family no longer existed in the Great Chu Dynasty. Even many years later, the affairs of the Meng family had become a secret that no one would mention today.

Meng's Old House*

At Meng Chun's request, Emperor Xuan took him back to the old Meng family residence.

Meng Chun looked at the dilapidated mansion. The resources it once had had had long been swallowed up by the Li family.

He walked in slowly, and what came into view was a yard overgrown with weeds and bloodstains that had long since dried on the walls.

The entire mansion was filled with biting cold and endless death.

The two walked across to the former martial arts training ground, but saw only dead leaves scattered all over the ground.

Meng Chun's eyes moistened as he watched these things. He took Dizhao all the way to the Meng family's ancestral hall, the ancestral hall where incense and candles were once lit.

At this moment, there are spider webs everywhere, and the tablets that were once arranged neatly have long become tilted.

Meng Chun walked to a corner, reached out to pick up a dusty tablet, and gently brushed off the dust.

Emperor Zhao was afraid that he was still feeling depressed, so he frowned and said distressedly, "Chun'er..."

But Meng Chun just turned around and looked at her, his eyes moist, and he choked up and said, "Senior... Look, this is my mother's tablet."

Dizha took a step forward, stretched out his hand and took the person into his arms, his eyes lowered with heartache.

"Cry, I'm here."

Meng Chun's body shook slightly, and he burst into tears the next moment.

He has been suppressing it for too long, and from the beginning until now he has been trying hard to suppress the pain of losing his family.

During these three years of cultivation, I wanted to be able to focus on my cultivation without distraction.

He tried hard not to think about the blood feud on his shoulders and tried to make his life better.

But it was not until today that he realized that he had always kept these things in his heart, even though he was very happy on weekdays.

It couldn't hide the pain in his heart.

Emperor Qian felt very uncomfortable seeing him like this, but if he didn't let him cry, he was afraid that in his future cultivation, the suppressed pain would become a new demon in his heart.

Meng Chun cried in her arms for a long time. Only when he felt the suppressed emotions in his heart were released did he withdraw from her arms.

"Senior, can you wait until I carve their tombstones before leaving here..."

Dizaka just looked at him distressedly and said softly, "Okay."

*

Meng Chun bought a total of 312 stone tablets and took them to the ancestral tomb of the Meng family.

It was located at the foot of a valley. Because no one had cleaned it, it was covered with green weeds at a glance.

Meng Chun silently cleared the weeds on the ground, then took out the stone tablet and used the magic sword to carve the names of the dead Meng family members on the stone tablet.

Emperor Zhao originally wanted to step forward to help, but Meng Chun felt that these were things that a junior like him should do, as her generation was much higher than that of her ancestors.

This is somewhat inappropriate.

Emperor Zhao had no choice but to stand by and accompany him quietly from sunrise to sunset until all 312 names were carved.

Meng Chun put the tombstones in place again, took out the paper money that had been prepared long ago, and burned it bit by bit.

"Disciple Meng Chun, I personally killed my enemy today and have come to pay tribute to you elders."

"May all the elders and fellow disciples be well in the afterlife."

An evening breeze blew by, rolling up the flames from the paper money and gently passing around his fingertips.

It seemed like a comfort, and also like the dead soul's recognition and comfort to him.

Meng Chun looked at the flames circling around his fingertips and a tear fell unconsciously. He put the last piece of paper money into the fire.

She stood up and bowed to all the tombstones, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and spoke softly as if to tell her parents that she had made her own arrangements.

"Disciple is leaving. I don't know when I will be able to come back to visit you elders. The path of cultivating immortals is difficult and full of dangers. If I cannot come back, I hope you elders will not blame me."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and returned to Emperor Xuan's side. The shackles on his body were no longer on him. Although he felt reluctant, he also felt much more relaxed.

"Senior, let's go. It's time for me, your husband, to meet your elders."