Chapter 16 Sang Yue's Ending That ferocious face was too unfamiliar to Jiang Yu, who had just been born, but the other four people were very familiar with it. The current head of the Sang family, which has a place among the hundreds of immortal families. Wei Xu pursed his lips and roughly guessed Qin Ling's motive: "He is the one with the surname Sang." Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and turned around to look at the actions of the Sang family. From the moment he roughly pushed open Sang Yue's door, everything that happened in front of the five of them seemed like a dream. Jiang Yu was in a trance for a while, and she felt as if those storybook authors whom she had scolded many times had created new heart-breaking works, and they were presented directly in front of her in this form, making her empathize with the protagonists even stronger. Through the wide open door, she saw Sang Yue kneeling at the feet of the head of the Sang family, begging for mercy and kowtowing continuously. Her fair forehead slammed hard on the ground, and the mixed dirt and blood slid down her face. Her face was almost touching the head of the Sang family's boots, which were stained with someone's blood, in a humiliating manner. Even though they were so far away from her, Jiang Yu could still hear her pleas. She was begging the head of the Sang family to release Qu Shuo. She begged her biological father with a trembling voice, saying that she would keep the secret even until her death, but begged him to let Qu Shuo go.
"He is innocent!" Sang Yue's nails dug into the ground fiercely. One or two of them were turned outward due to excessive force. This slight pain seemed to be transmitted to Jiang Yu who was watching all this outside the door across a distance of more than three hundred years. “Please let him go—” Sang Yue kept touching the ground with his forehead, “Father has already got the sword manual. He is in this state now, so he will not pose any threat to you anymore!” "Father! I beg you, my daughter, please!" Perhaps it was because Jiang Yu had just played the role of the eldest daughter of the Sang family not long ago, she felt inexplicably suffocated, with a feeling of depression trapped in her heart, and the irritability rising in her heart seemed to be difficult to suppress. It was also because of Sang Yue's words that Jiang Yu and others were suddenly pulled into the room by Qin Ling, and only then did they see clearly that there was a person lying on the bed behind Sang Yue. It should be Qu Shuo who is about to be hunted down and killed by the head of the Sang family. His face was extremely pale, and his eyes were red with hatred. He tilted his head and tried to look in the direction of Sang Yue, but unfortunately, whether it was because of his serious injuries or because of some kind of magic cast on him, except for the tears that kept rolling down the corners of his eyes, his whole body was unable to move. Over there, the head of the Sang family had already kicked Sang Yue away, pointing at her nose and scolding her, saying that it was all because of her failure to trick the sword manual from Qu Shuo that he had to resort to this desperate measure, snatching the sword manual from Qu Shuo and ending up in a life-and-death situation with his son-in-law. "The life span of a cultivator is too long." The head of the Sang family looked coldly at Sang Yue, who was kicked in the heart by him and could not get up after struggling for a long time. "Of course you deserve to die, but keeping him alive will cause too many troubles. We need to cut off the roots to avoid more troubles at night." Since entering the secret realm, they have seen a lot of annoying things. Jiang Yu and the others tried hard to suppress their anger, and one or two of them even laughed out of anger. Unfortunately, all the people and things here are illusory, so even if they want to take action, they cannot succeed. Since they were wrapped in the black fog, they could only watch these stories coldly as outsiders and bystanders. Even if someone was crawling at their feet begging for life, they could only watch and not intervene at all. Jiang Yu watched the development of the plot and felt that this trial was really annoying. On the one hand, they are led into the plot, their words and actions are restricted while at the same time they are given a certain degree of freedom, but their traces are erased after a moment, as if no matter what they do, things will definitely develop towards the original ending. No specific rules were given, as if they were being teased. A cup of poisoned wine was forced into Qu Shuo's stomach. Sang Yue cried and cursed, but he could only be held by the Sang family's guards. He watched the head of the Sang family remove the restrictions on Qu Shuo and watched him vomit blood. The drug took effect quickly. When Sang Yue rushed over, the head of the Sang family had already turned and left. Qu Shuo was barely breathing on the bed, and he looked at his wife crying beside the bed in a daze. "Don't cry." Qu Shuo slowly swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, feeling the loss of life, and tried to give his wife a gentle smile as usual, "It's my incompetence." It's his incompetence.
With his last conscious thought, Qu Shuo realized that it was his incompetence that caused him to fail in preserving the family's sword manual and failing to protect his beloved wife. "sorry Sorry." Sang Yue grabbed his weak hand in pain. She put his hand on her cheek and kept saying sorry, saying that she shouldn't have accepted her father's orders to get close to him, that she shouldn't have married him, and that she was the one who ruined him. She talked about many things one after another, from the favoritism of the head of the Sang family towards Sang Ju to her marriage to him. In a trembling voice, she recounted how they knew each other, fell in love, and expressed her deep regret. Unfortunately, Qu Shuo could no longer hear it. A glass of wine appeared in front of Sang Yue at the right time. The wine glass that was exactly the same as the one used by Qu Shuo was brought to Sang Yue by the Sang family's trusted disciple. Sang Yue's eyes were blurred with tears. She stared at the wine glass in his hand for a long time. Suddenly, she smiled miserably, and without struggling, she reached out to take the wine glass, then raised her head and drank it all. She was silent for a long time, then returned the wine glass to her disciple. She endured the pain in her abdomen as the drug took effect, looked up at the disciple who was still guarding her, and smiled miserably: "Big Brother, will you regret this?" The expressionless man holding the wine glass was stunned, lowered his eyes to avoid Sang Yue's sight, and stood aside without saying a word. Sang Yue didn't need his answer. She forced herself to climb onto the bed and lie down with Qu Shuo. She tilted her head to look at Qu Shuo's face and said, "I guess you will regret this." "He can even kill his own daughter, let alone you, a trusted disciple who has done so many things for him?" Sang Yue didn't say anything else, and she didn't know what the other person's expression was. She closed her eyes, moved slightly closer to Qu Shuo, and waited for death to come. She thought about the biggest mistake she had made in her life, which was probably that she was reborn as the daughter of the Sang family. The disciples her father left in the room confirmed her death, then stood in front of the bed, bowed to the two of them, and left in silence carrying the two bodies. Jiang Yu's head hurt from watching this, so he rubbed his brows and closed and opened his eyes. The scene around him changed again, and the five of them were pulled into a new scenario by Qin Ling. The sound of weapons colliding was harsh. Jiang Yu looked up and saw a man in blue fighting with many guards. Although he had some skills, the guards of the Sang family were no pushovers. After a short while, he began to be outnumbered. He was eventually stabbed in the heart by a sword and fell to the ground in disgrace. Someone stepped on his face rudely, looked around the simple courtyard, and said disdainfully: "Chu Wen'an, you are such a person, and you still want to covet our young lady?" (End of this chapter)