Miss Loser is too enchanting
Chapter 537 Grand Finale (1)_1

Chapter 537: Chapter 537 Grand Finale (1)_1

"Alright," Qiao Huang said, "Feifei, just do as You Xiang just described."

No sooner had Qiao Huang finished speaking than a knife was thrown in front of Nangong Feifei.

"Do it!" Qiao Huang watched Nangong Feifei, who stood motionless, his voice cold, "Or were you just playing around? Can’t bear to do it?"

"Probably can’t bear to kill her lover, huh?!" Someone said with a loud laugh.

"Hahaha!" Others joined in the mockery, "Prince, the person who betrayed you should be given to all of us as a reward; let us all have our fun, shall we?"

"Yeah, Prince, it’s been so many years, and there have only been two ladies in our territory. We’ve been going mad thinking about women! My little brother is also going mad from the thoughts!"

"Hahaha..."

Listening to his subordinates speak, Qiao Huang waved his hand and said, "If she doesn’t do today what she said earlier, then she’ll be given to you as a reward!"

"Yes! Aoao!" Upon hearing Qiao Huang’s words, everyone cheered. Some urged her to go through with it, while others suggested she skip it and just join everyone for a good time.

Nangong Feifei looked at the knife in front of her, slowly reached out, and grasped the hilt. Amidst the clamor, she stood up and walked towards Hao Pengyou, one step at a time.

Seeing Nangong Feifei being mocked by everyone, Hao Pengyou’s heart ached as he called out her name, "Feifei..."

The Hidden Guard, seeing Dugu Qianye and Zi Xiao making no move, couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t we going to save them yet?"

"Wait," Dugu Qianye said, "I want to see if the efforts of my senior brother have been worth it."

"How can you see? She’s already taken up the knife!" The Hidden Guard was anxious. Protecting Hao Pengyou was the task given to them by Mang Qianjun; he couldn’t stand by and watch Hao Pengyou be killed without trying to save him!

"Wait a bit longer," Dugu Qianye said, then focused intently on what was unfolding before him.

Nangong Feifei, dragging the large knife, slowly walked toward Hao Pengyou while speaking, "The first time we met, we parted on bad terms; the second time, you saved me; the third time, we learned each other’s identities; the fourth time, we went through trials together, and our affection grew gradually. You taught me what joy is, what sorrow is, what yearning is. I thought we would live happily ever after, just like the stories you told me. But I never expected that in the end, we would still part. You were poisoned, I went to the Ouyang Family to steal the antidote, I went to meet you, breaking my vow. Even though the rules of heaven and earth punished me, dragging me to Endless Hell, I considered that I had repaid your deep affection. We ought to sever our love with a sword and live our separate lives. Why then did you come here? Did you come to see how ugly I’ve become?"

"No, Feifei, I..." Hao Pengyou, seeing the two lines of clear tears on Nangong Feifei’s face, was heartbroken. He wanted to say he wasn’t there to mock her, but his throat closed up as if blocked, and he could only call out her name.

"Not what? Wouldn’t it be good for you to just be your Prince or the young leader of the Spiritual Master Guild? Why come here? We owe each other neither love nor resentment; from now on, you should take your Yangguan Dao, and I’ll take my Dumu Bridge! What does your appearance before me now mean? Want to save me from hell? Do you have the power? Looking at you now, are you going to save me from hell, or are you just going to die with me?"

"I never thought about wanting you to die; I just didn’t want to watch you suffer in hell," Hao Pengyou said.

"Suffer? For a woman to survive in hell, she must cling to a man! I’m no different! I’m no longer the Nangong Feifei I used to be, I’ve learned to be submissive beneath a man, and I’m no longer the girl who would blush just from holding hands!" Nangong Feifei said, tears streaming down her face as all the torment she endured in hell burst forth.

"No matter what you turn into, you’re still my treasure. Whatever you’ve done, I won’t blame you!" Hao Pengyou said.

"Really?" Nangong Feifei said, dragging the great sword along with her, the blade scraping the ground with a piercing sound that agitated everyone’s eardrums. "You won’t blame me for anything? Do you see the sword in my hand? I’m going to use it to end your life, will you not blame me then?"

"My life has always been yours! If you hadn’t come to bring me the antidote, you wouldn’t have been dragged to hell, then I would’ve died, but you would’ve still been you, the young lady of the Nangong Family, with a loving husband, obedient children, and a blissful life. So my life is yours! I’ve been living on borrowed time for many years, it’s long past time I returned it to you..."

Nangong Feifei, upon hearing Hao Pengyou’s words, cried uncontrollably, shaking her head non-stop.

"Lady Nangong, haven’t you reminisced enough? If you don’t act now, the Prince will bestow you to every man in the city!" You Xiang said, urging Nangong Feifei who hesitated to make a move, "One stroke of the blade, cut off his manhood, then another thrust into his heart, scoop it out for everyone to see, is that so hard?"

"Yeah, we can hardly wait! Look, my tent is all pitched!" someone called lewdly, prompting a round of raucous laughter from the crowd.

Hao Pengyou looked at Nangong Feifei and said, "Feifei, go ahead, I won’t blame you! Do it!"

Nangong Feifei turned to look at Qiao Huang lying on the chair, and the group of men behind him. Seeing Qiao Huang looking to be losing patience, his hand already raised, knowing that if he waved it down, she would become a plaything for all the men in Huangcheng!

She shook her head, turned to Hao Pengyou, and said, "I’m so sorry..." With those words, she lifted the great sword and swung it down fiercely at him...

The great sword traced through the air, its reflected light dazzling everyone’s eyes. The Hidden Guards on the high platform closed their eyes, unwilling to witness the scene below, but Hao Pengyou smiled, watching as Nangong Feifei raised the sword. Faced with the choice of seeing Nangong Feifei become a plaything for all the men in the city or losing his own dignity as a man, he preferred the latter.

Nangong Feifei kept her gaze locked on Hao Pengyou’s eyes, which held no anger, no resentment, only deep sorrow. Even if she really maimed him, killed him, he wouldn’t utter a word of protest!

Dugu Qianye never expected Nangong Feifei to swing the sword as soon as she said she would. He tried to dash forward to stop her, but he was a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as Nangong Feifei’s blade fell...

"Chop it off! Chop it off!" the onlookers behind them shouted non-stop.

As the blade neared Hao Pengyou, Dugu Qianye couldn’t help but close his eyes, thinking about using the method of reversing time to turn back the clock, to have prevented the tragedy before it occurred.

"Clang!"

Instead of the expected anguished groan, there was the sound of chains being severed. Dugu Qianye opened his eyes to see two people facing each other on the platform.

Nangong Feifei swung several more times, breaking the chains on Hao Pengyou. As soon as he was freed, Hao Pengyou’s body went limp, his wounds leaving him without the strength even to stand. As he was about to fall to the ground, Nangong Feifei stepped forward to catch him, allowing him to lean against her.