The Otherworldly God

Chapter 296

Nangong Haoyue looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, his heart in turmoil.

"Aunt, the situation is not good. The number of people from the Tuoba clan this time is far beyond our expectations, and those weird guys..." Jinqueer frowned, her tone full of worry.

"I know they are not ordinary monks." Nangong Haoyue replied in a deep voice, with a determined light flashing in her eyes, "But we can't give up."

"But, if we go on like this, can we really hold on?" Nangong Lin stood with a sword in his hand, with many scars on his body.

“We must defend it even if we can’t!” Nangong Haoyue’s voice was filled with determination. “We can’t let the foundation of Donghai Pavilion be destroyed in our hands, and we can’t hand Donghai Pavilion over to the scum Tuoba again.”

At this moment, a disciple stumbled over, his face full of fear: "Master, it's bad, the spies have started a rebellion inside, the only thing left is the East Gate by the sea!"

Nangong Haoyue clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his palms: "Damn it! We have already dealt with several of them, how many spies are there? I didn't even know about them. I will never let these traitors go!"

Jinqueer hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Aunt, calm down! The most important thing now is to find a way to stabilize the situation and wait for the rescue of the Taoist Alliance."

"Dao League..." A complex light flashed in Nangong Haoyue's eyes. She knew that someone had already been arranged to report the news, but deep down she didn't hold much hope for the Dao League's rescue, otherwise the Tuoba clan should have been banned or strictly controlled long ago. "I hope they can arrive in time." There was a sense of self-deception in Nangong Haoyue's tone, but she seemed to be expecting something in her heart.

The battle became more and more intense, and Tuoba clan continued to attack the defense line of Donghai Pavilion. Nangong Haoyue, Jinqueer and Nangong Lin fought side by side, but the situation remained grim.

Most of those strange guys rushed to the front, with the result that only Donghai Pavilion suffered continuous losses.

The remaining Nangong clan members and other people from the Donghai Pavilion protected Nangong Haoyue and retreated to the highest point of the Linhai Pavilion, which is also the highest point of the Donghai Pavilion.

Nangong Haoyue stood at the highest point of Donghai Pavilion, looking at the chaotic battlefield below, his heart in turmoil.

She knew that Donghai Pavilion could not be defended, and she couldn't help but think of the young man who fought against her uncle Nangong Han, blaming herself for being too weak.

Jinque'er and Nangong Lin protected her and planned for one of them to pass on the news and seek help from the Taoist Alliance.

Yes, everything happened too suddenly, and there were spies working together from inside and outside. It was unknown whether the message was sent out or not, and it was unknown whether there was any reinforcement. Now the only one they could trust was each other.

Nangong Lin suddenly thought of that incident and said to Nangong Haoyue: "Master, do you still remember that we once followed that subordinate named Mu Xin and returned to Donghai Pavilion in the blink of an eye. At that time, we suspected that they had made some moves in Donghai Pavilion and could come and go freely. If they can come and go freely, then can we also follow their path and go to Lezheng for help?"

"Even if we know how to use it, will Le Zheng really help? To put it bluntly, this is a private matter between us and Tuoba, and other families are reluctant to get involved."

"Yes, I will go and invite him myself."

Jinque'er didn't want to attack him in this regard, but it wasn't because she didn't trust Le Zheng. Instead, she thought Le Zheng couldn't even take care of himself.

“The problem is we don’t know how they do it.”

"I will know. I have researched for a long time. This is a secret technique. There must be a door between the two places. As long as I find this door, I can reach Jimen Pass."

Before Jinque'er could stop him, Nangong Lin ran out and wanted to chase him, but Nangong Haoyue staggered.

"Aunt, what happened to you?" Jinque'er had been feeling strange. Tonight, Nangong Haoyue was not in good shape and rarely took action. It was not until she spat out a mouthful of black blood that she was surprised to find out, "Aunt, are you poisoned?"

"This was all planned. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry."

"So, you actually drank it, and it was only after you were poisoned that you discovered the identity of the female servant as a spy, right?"

"Jinque'er, no matter whether you can bear it tonight or not, I'm afraid our Nangong family won't be able to make it. After all, Lin'er's last name is Lezheng, and you and he have known each other since childhood, so you have some feelings for each other..."

Jinqueer knew what she meant and shook her head to refuse.

"You always call me Jinque'er. I want to emphasize again that my name is Nangong Queya. I am from the Nangong family. You can't push me to Le Zheng. You can't. I am the young master of Donghai Pavilion. I swear to live and die with Donghai Pavilion."

Jinqueer took his weapon, told others to take care of Nangong Haoyue, then jumped down from the attic and stood in front of everyone.

"Young Pavilion Master?"

"There is no reason for the young pavilion master to hide. I, Nangong Queya, and the Donghai Pavilion will live and die together."

"Follow the Young Master, go ahead."

Nangong Haoyue had to be supported by someone and could barely stand using the railing. She was heartbroken at the sight but could do nothing about it.

She saw the head of the Tuoba clan from afar, and his smug look made her hate him so much that her teeth itched.

"Nangong Haoyue, at this point, you have no chance to surrender."

In the distance, an arrow was aimed at Nangong Haoyue. When it reached them, everyone realized it, but it was too late.

Nangong Haoyue stared blankly at the arrow that was so close to her, then looked up at the flowing skirt. She was still dressed the same way, even the clothes were exactly the same, and Nangong Haoyue couldn't help but shed tears.

"Aunt? Who is that? Is he the one who saved Aunt?"

Nangong Lin appeared behind her and helped her block the attack.

"People on the battlefield change rapidly. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. Don't be dazed by thinking about it."

"Didn't you go looking for the door?"

"Can't find it."

Nangong Lin and Jinque'er were back to back, surrounded by a crowd. Jinque'er couldn't help but curse.

"Bah, what a disgusting creature. It can't be killed no matter what. Even if its limbs are gone, its head can still clatter."

Jinqueer kicked him away angrily. A woman appeared in the crowd and pointed at the head with just two fingers, and it turned into ashes.

Some Deadpools also paused after seeing this, but the lowest-level Deadpools did not know what fear was and continued to attack Mu Xin.

Mu Xin cast a spell and said, "From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes, go back to where you belong."

In an instant, dozens of Deadpools around him turned into ashes.

"You are a Taoist from the Mu Mansion."

Mu Xin looked in the direction of the voice, and after saving Nangong Haoyue, Le Zheng Yuhua returned to her side.

"They are Deadpool?"

"Be careful, he is one of the transformed servants of Deadpool, White Tiger. The requiem spell I cast just now has no effect on him."

"To deal with Deadpool, the key is the soul, just know this." Le Zhengyuhua showed off the weapon that Chuyunxiu borrowed from him and said, "I am Ou Heather, with the Qingyu Gale Sword in my hand, and I would like to ask Lord Baihu for some advice."