Chapter 379

"Child... Grand... Grandma..."

Pilanpo had reached the end of her rope; when she opened her mouth, blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"No, don't blame, anyone, anyone."

"Grandma is vol... voluntarily..."

"Your path, is still, still very... long. Don't be controlled by, demon, heart demon."

Pilanpo's body trembled, almost using all her strength to speak.

"Grandma, is... going... to leave..." Tears crossed the corners of her eyes, full of reluctance.

"Really want to, see, you, be, be..."

Before she finished speaking, Pilanpo's hand in Tang An's hand lost its last bit of strength, and her face hung down powerlessly.

"Grandma?"

"Grandma."

Tang An shook her shoulders, "Grandma, wake up."

"You haven't finished speaking yet, what do you want to say? I'm listening, Grandma."

"Say it?"

"Say it, Grandma."

No matter how Tang An shook or called, Pilanpo could never open those eyes again.

Her complexion was quickly covered by the deathly pallor, and there was no more vitality.

It can't be, how could she die? She is a god.

"Right, right." Tang An rekindled hope, "Go to the Underworld, wouldn't it be fine to bring her back from the Underworld."

She hurriedly placed Pilanpo well, "Wukong, take me to the Underworld, quick."

Sun Wukong hit the Outer Realm Demon Race away with a cudgel and flew to Tang An's side.

Just now they had several opportunities to intervene in Pilanpo's death, but every time, every time it happened to be the right time, making them have to miss that step.

"Master, don't be afraid, Old Sun will take you there right now."

Just as Sun Wukong wanted to take Tang An to the Underworld regardless, the scene beside him made Tang An have to stop her steps again.

Pilanpo's body...

Her body turned into starlight and scattered everywhere.

"Soul flies, soul scatters?"

"*Heh? Hehehe... *"

Tang An pointed at the starlight and laughed, letting Sun Wukong look.

"Look, Wukong."

"Soul flies, soul scatters."

"Soul flies, soul scatters..."

"*Hehehehehehehe... *"

Tang An laughed so loudly, but at the same time tears fell like rain; that laughter made people's hearts ache.

She laughed and looked at the sky, looked at the ground, looked at the Western Heaven, looked at the Heavenly Court, looked at Biyou Palace...

Tears slid down her cheeks drop by drop, snot fell, and she didn't wipe it.

"So this wasn't a death game aimed at me, this was a death game aimed at her."

"So, is that it?"

Tang An muttered low and walked toward the position where Pilanpo died, but she didn't stand firm and fell to the ground.

"Gone..."

"Everything is gone..."

She left nothing behind, only a pool of blood.

Tang An lay in that pool of blood, curling up her body like a kitten, just wanting to absorb the last warmth.

She smiled and touched the pool of blood, tears falling like broken beads.

"I was ready to die."

"I have arranged everything for everyone, I am really ready to die."

"Why?"

"Why not let me die? Why let me personally..."

Tang An muttered to herself in extreme sorrow, as if asking the air, asking the heavens, asking all the people behind the scenes who laid out the game.

But no one stood up to answer her, not one.

"You are all so-called Saints, high above, using me, Tang An, to play game after game."

"To protect me, or to protect her, you really have taken great pains."

As Tang An spoke, a knife appeared in her hand quietly.

"Fine, since that's the case, then let's stop playing."

Between her eyes, seeing the anger after extreme sorrow, she stabbed the knife into her heart in a situation that everyone did not expect.

This world is too tired... she doesn't want to play anymore.

But just as she was about to stab her heart, a purple light blocked the knife and knocked it away.

Tang An lay on the ground and turned her head woodenly, looking at the pair of feet in front of her.

"I can't even be the master of my own death?"

Lishan Laomu lowered her head in shame, "She died to save you. You died, and she sacrificed herself in vain to save your life."

"*Heh... *"

"Is that so?"

Seeing Lishan Laomu appear at this time, Tang An figured out all the doubts in her heart.

She sat up from the ground, regardless of the blood on her body.

"Is it you?"

"Did you call her here?"

Lishan Laomu lowered her head to apologize, without speaking.

"Silence is admission."

Tang An climbed up from the ground and examined the Lishan Laomu in front of her, as if there were no emotional waves. It was just that those eyes were full of self-mockery.

"Fine."

"What a good apprenticeship, what a good Master."

"What a good Immortal Binding Rope."

Under the superposition of several emotional outbursts, Tang An seemed surprisingly calm.

Without sorrow or joy, without anger or grief.

"*Pfft~*"

But at the moment of extreme calm, she spat out a mouthful of blood without warning, staggering and about to fall to the ground.

Lishan Laomu wanted to help her, but was pushed away by Tang An.

"Master!" Yang Jian arrived in time and grabbed the swaying Tang An.

Tang An could almost no longer stand firm, so Yang Jian secretly transmitted magic power to her, giving her the strength to support herself.

"I have guarded against so many people, but never..."

"Never guarded against you!"

Tang An's eyes were full of bloodshot, looking at Lishan Laomu, her smile full of self-mockery like a clown.

"You know, to keep her safe, I specifically told you to take care of her."

"You also know, to keep her safe, I coldly drove her away. On the road of eighty-one tribulations, I never dared to go see her!"

"You know better than anyone how important she is to me."

"But you! My best friend from the previous life, my good Master in this life, what have you done?"

Lishan Laomu looked at Tang An silently, "If you want to vent, you can take action at any time, or even kill me, I will never fight back."

"But we can die, you cannot."

"Bullshit!" Tang An scolded angrily. "Everyone can die, why can't I?"

"You, and the people behind you, what are you calculating about me?"

Tang An had never felt such a chill in her heart; it turned out that people who value love really don't have a good ending.

This lesson is good.

Good~

The truth she taught Chenxiang, that close relatives are untrustworthy. And she herself made such a fatal mistake.

Ridiculous, truly ridiculous.

"Master." Sun Wukong and Nezha also pulled away from the Outer Realm Demon Race and rushed over.

Tang An ignored everyone, her body began to be filled with black demonic Qi, and her expression was crazy.

She pushed Yang Jian away, her steps gradually steady and powerful.

"Eighty-one tribulations."

"The gods and Buddhas of the heavens calculate me."

"My Master, best friend calculates me."

"Seeing that I reached the end, I thought I finally had the ability to play against this world."

"But it was just here that I lost my grandmother, the only close relative I, Tang An, had, whom I finally met again."

Every step Tang An took, the grass under her feet withered rapidly, and the demonic Qi on her body was also rising rapidly.

"You said I can't die."

"Then forcing me to enter the devil, destroying this world, would you be satisfied?"

"Would you?" Lishan Laomu rarely looked directly into Tang An's eyes.