Chapter 649: You are the only woman I have ever loved in my life!

Along with the sound of the fight, Li Qingluo's shout rang out: 'Master——'

'Master!'

'Anaer, what exactly are you trying to do?'

'Is the third condition demanding my master's life!'

'Anaer, I forbid you from touching my master—did you hear me?'

'Otherwise I'll kill you!!'

'Kill Kuerte and wipe out your entire Wusun!!'

Li Qingluo's domineering threat did not make Anaer feel afraid.

Instead, she looked enviously at Nan Gongdi: 'Over these years, you have had an obedient disciple, a friend who shares life and death, your own sect, and the freedom to wander the jianghu and roam the mountains and rivers.'

'I truly envy you.'

'Nan Gongdi.'

'I really want to destroy everything you have.'

'Including this perfect little disciple of yours!'

'After all, once you die today, she will completely turn against me.'

'When the time comes and we are opposed, this palace will no longer recall old affection.'

Nan Gongdi: 'I know, you won't.'

'You really like Lu'er.'

Anaer angrily slapped the edge of the wooden tub: 'So what?'

'Who let her try to ruin my plans.'

'Wouldn't it be fine if she just pretended not to know anything?'

'She had to be so clever and figure everything out.'

'She really shouldn't have come back.'

'Has she forgotten that I am a princess of the imperial court and also the Grand Empress of Wusun?'

'I now have a hundred assassins under my command, personally trained by your disciples.'

'If I reveal her identity as a spy from the Central Plains, her status as princess of Mantuo City, and her countless ties to the two great powers of the Central Plains, do you think my uncle, the Chanyu's brother Marquis Gudu, would still let her go?'

'By then, not only will escape be impossible, even staying alive will be hard.'

'As long as she knows right from wrong and understands the situation, this palace can give her a way to live.'

'Exactly what should be done, you know, Nan Gongdi?'

Nan Gongdi's expression finally showed a flicker of emotion.

'Anaer, I am willing to give my life.'

'But you must not harm Lu'er.'

'My feelings for Lu'er are the same as for Kuerte—I can unhesitatingly give my life.'

'Even if this is the last thing I ask of you, I still trust you.'

Anaer stared fixedly at Nan Gongdi.

Looking at the scar on his face that had formed since his youth.

Full of years and stories, yet he himself did not find it ugly.

Even after not seeing him for so many years, it still stirred deep within her a mix of love and hatred for him, an affection that had long been dead.

She truly hated herself like this!

'Good!'

Her eyes turned red as she turned away.

'Even if I sell you my last favor, I will not move against your little disciple.'

'But Nan Gongdi…'

'In this world, you would give your life for anyone you care about, yet you would not do so for me, is that right?'

Nan Gongdi had not yet spoken his answer when another wave of dizziness came over him.

Just then, the shaman shouted again: 'Quick!'

'This is the last one!'

'If we don't summon the soul into the body now, it will be completely lost!'

'Quick, kill him directly and take his heart's blood!'

Anaer swiftly turned, picked up a knife, and was about to stab Nan Gongdi.

Nan Gongdi closed his eyes and calmly awaited the dagger's thrust.

It was at this very moment, as Anaer hesitated, that Li Qingluo kicked the door open with a bang.

'Master! No——'

'Stop!!'

Li Qingluo flew in, brandishing a longsword dripping with blood.

And without hesitation she threw a flying dart at Anaer.

Anaer turned, showing no intention to dodge, and calmly watched the dart come at her.

However, at that critical moment, Nan Gongdi inside the wooden tub blocked the dart and then grabbed Anaer in his arms.

'Go ahead.'

'Anaer.'

'You are the only woman I have ever loved in my life.'

Live well.

Nan Gongdi saw through An Na'er's intention.

Just now she even planned to die herself.

But how could he allow himself to fail her again?

He had never sworn an eternal oath to her.

This life, let it repay all that I owe her.

Saying this, Nan Gongdi already lifted An Na'er's hand, and with the dagger in her hand, swiftly stabbed toward his own chest.

Immediately, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

An Na'er shouted: 'Ah!!'

She could kill him!

She could also kill herself!!

She would not allow him to hold her hand and strike this blow!

Moreover, even after saying those words!

Who asked you to love me?

Who asked!!

She shed tears.

Nan Gongdi...

Nan Gongdi, with a bloody mouth, said with difficulty: 'Don't speak... quickly take heart's blood...'

Quick!

Don't let me die in vain...

An Na'er's reason ultimately overcame panic; she took a bowl and caught the blood flowing from Nan Gongdi's chest.

After receiving a bowl, she quickly handed it to the witch doctor.

She even dared not look back to see what was behind her.

Li Qingluo stood dazed at the doorway.

She let the long sword in her hand fall to the ground.

She wanted to walk over, bewildered and at a loss, but her feet felt as if filled with lead, unable to lift.

She couldn't even call out 'Master'.

She could only stare blankly, tears continuously flowing.

Until behind her came the cries of Xuan Cang and the others.

Master——

They all rushed in.

An Na'er shouted: 'Don't come over!'

Anyone outside the formations who approaches will cause your master to instantly explode and die.

You had better think it through!

Xuan Cang and the others naturally dared not joke with Nan Gongdi anymore; they all knelt at the doorway.

Then they cried out, 'Master——'

Master!!

Nan Gongdi struggled with his last remaining consciousness.

He strained to open his eyes and look at the few people before him.

Great.

Being able to see these few like his own children before his death is already no regret.

He even raised a faint smile.

Pass the position... Xuan Cang...

The Meteor Sect need not be carried forward and glorified...

You be free... follow your heart...

All of you, be well...

Luo'er, don't... take revenge...

Master willingly...

To save Kuert...

The only thing master can do... is this...

Master is very happy...

Luo'er, good child...

In the next life, I will be a good father...

You be my... daughter, okay?

Li Qingluo didn't know what to say.

She could only hold the doorframe and slowly kneel down.

Master...

No need for the next life.

In this life, you are already Luo'er's father!

Luo'er hasn't told you yet.

"You are going to become a maternal grandfather."

"Luo'er still wanted you to personally teach him!"

"Master, are you going to abandon us?"

Nan Gongdi's eyes flashed with a hint of joy.

But more than that, he truly felt guilty.

"Sorry..."

"In this way, you still... for me... endured such hardship and toil..."

"Luo'er, Master... no, it's Father who owes you."

"Anar, don't hurt her..."

"Don't hurt them!"

"Anar..."

Saying this, Nan Gongdi slowly closed his eyes, his face showing a tranquil deathly aura.

Meanwhile, Kuerte's fingers hanging in his hand also twitched slightly.

The witch doctor shouted: 'Success!'

Anar pierced the witch doctor's chest with a single strike.

"You damned wicked things!"

"If you hadn't practiced evil arts, my Kuerte wouldn't have been harmed, I wouldn't have brought him to the Western Regions, and today's events wouldn't have happened!"

"All of you, go die!"

"I, Anar, swear to kill all of you harmful evil doctors in this lifetime!!"

The evil doctor fell at his feet.

Anar returned to Nan Gongdi's side.

She reached out to touch his face, finally kneeling on the ground.

She bowed her head and cried out, 'Nan Gongdi, I have never asked...'

"Back then, if you knew I was carrying your child, would you have stayed for me?"

"You wanted to be a freely soaring eagle."

"Would you have taken me with you..."

The evil doctor died, the formation was broken.

Li Qingluo stood up and walked over.

She reached out to feel Nan Gongdi's breath.

Completely, it was gone.

Master died.

Master really died.

Although his body still retained warmth, he would never open his eyes again, never look at them again.

"Senior Brother, we'll take Master away."

Xuan Cang wiped tears with the back of his hand.

"Okay."

He came over, choking, crawling and stumbling, then hastily turned away.

With the help of his junior brothers and sisters, Nan Gongdi was tied onto his back.

The group rushed out, but outside the courtyard fighting still raged.

Li Qingluo turned to look at Anar: 'Empress of Wusun.'

"Since Master is already dead, our cooperation ends here, right?"

"Master said, don't seek revenge for him."

"We respect his dying wish; we can leave now."

"From now on, bridges stay bridges, roads stay roads; our well water will no longer interfere with river water."

"If you still want a life-or-death showdown, your hundred men aren't enough for my subordinates to cut down!"

Anar walked out, dragging her weary body.

Leaning against the doorframe, she finally shouted: 'Everyone, stop!'

"Let them go."

She deeply looked at Li Qingluo.

"It's not that I can't defeat you."

"Li Qingluo, you all go!"

"Take him away from the Central Plains."

"Best, never come back!"

Although she spoke those harsh words, Anar's eyes kept falling on Nan Gongdi.

She was looking at him.

The last glance.

The crowd dispersed, and Li Qingluo's group left through the main gate.

No one dared to block them anymore.

Because they would kill any god they meet, any Buddha they meet.

Each individual was soaked in red blood, filled with killing intent.

No one dares to block.

When they arrived again at the city gate, the guards stationed there were about to stop the imposing group, but they received a rapid report from incoming soldiers.

"Let them go!"

After Li Qingluo and her party, whose faces were covered and bodies almost entirely concealed, left, the heavily damaged Anar could only hurriedly take the still‑unconscious Kurte to the Imperial Palace.

She immediately sought refuge with the Marquis of Bone Capital and exposed the illicit affair between the Ao clan and Qiu Lin Hanhai.

She could not attend to anything else.

Nan Gongdi is dead.

The others, go down with them as burial companions!

The Qiu Lin tribe members rushed to Anar's residence, only to find nothing there.

Before they could react, the Imperial Court guards had already surrounded the entire Qiu Lin tribe.

"Qiu Lin Hanhai defiled the palace gates, used dark arts to plot against King Wusun; though his soul has vanished, the Qiu Lin tribe cannot escape responsibility. Everyone—seize them!"

Chaos erupted throughout Hala City.

Li Qingluo and her party had long since left the troubles of Hala City behind.

Moreover, Zheng Mama rode swiftly and arrived at the Royal Ranch.

Zheng Mama finally waited for Li Qingluo; she had been wearing an anxious expression, but upon seeing her master arrive, a look of joy appeared on her face.

"Miss—"

Zheng Mama, overjoyed, rushed forward; before she could speak, Li Qingluo supported her head and gave a slight shake.

Everyone's expression changed instantly.

"Miss!"

In an instant, everyone gathered around.