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Master is sometimes fooled

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    Although Chu Wanning didn't hear what Rong Jiu yelled behind him, he didn't need any more explanations for this battle. He also understood that it was Rong Jiu who deliberately provoked him in the warehouse to make him angry.  Flee to inform.

    Thinking that I will always think twice when I encounter problems, but now that I encounter something related to Mo Ran, I am no longer so calm, and I can make a second-handed son fool me with a few words, and Chu Wanning is a little bit choked.

    He looked at Mo Ran running a short distance in front of him, and couldn't help asking: "Did you have you been to Xiantao Tower again?"

    Hearing this name that was almost forgotten by himself, Mo Ran staggered and cursed angrily: "Rong Jiu, a bastard! He said that I went to Xiantao Tower later?! How could I go there again! Master, you  Is it because of this that you are angry with me and say that I lied to you?"

    ""

    "After the Terrace of Good and Evil, I never went to thosethose places. I never lied to Master. If Master didn't believe me, he would tie me up and interrogate me."

    "¡­¡­No."

    ? Chu Wanning lowered her eyes, looked at the hell she was still holding tightly in her hand, thought that she would use the willow vine infused with spiritual power to tear Mo Ran apart, it was really

    Wait a minute, Shenwu?  !

    The flames of the hell reflected his eyebrows and eyes very brightly in the night. Chu Wanning stared at him for a moment, and his heart was full of turbulent waves. He tried to pour the spirit of the ghost into his palm, and suddenly felt a powerful  Plenty of power is coming continuously.

    Chu WanNing suddenly understood where to get the source of spiritual power¡ª¡ª

    Although spiritual flow can no longer be transmitted between the living and the dead, the spiritual power of Shenwu does not care about human beings, ghosts, gods and demons. As long as the weapon itself does not resist, it is common!

    Mo Ran ran halfway, and suddenly felt that Chu Wanning stopped, and he immediately turned back, asking anxiously: "Master, what's wrong?"

    His face was still painted and bleeding, and against those bright black eyes, he looked even more pitiful.

    Chu Wanning pursed his lips, a little embarrassed and a little unbearable, but the self-esteem and pride in his bones made him feel that although he had wronged Mo Ran, this kid was indeed entangled with those Zhang Sanrongjiu in the past, and he should fight.

    After thinking about it for a moment, Chu Wanning didn't know what tone and expression he should use to face him, so he had to keep it simple, and continued to say without tone or expression:

    "Mo Ran, you stand and retreat to the palace wall."

    "¡­¡­do what?"

    Chu Wanning said lightly: "I'll do a trick for you."

    ""

    Before he realized what the master meant, he saw the bloody red light source continuously flowing into Chu Wanning's remnant soul, covering his entire soul with a layer of hot flames.  Mo Ran opened his eyes wide, watching Chu Wanning and the ghost echoing for a moment, and suddenly the flame disappeared, and the man in the golden red robe held the willow vine that was spitting flames, and turned to himself and said:

    "Mo Ran, give an order to the hell."

    Mo Ran already vaguely knew what he was going to do. Although he couldn't believe it, he still shouted immediately: "Damn, the master is like me, listen to his orders."

    The willow rattan hissed in Chu Wanning's hands, bursting out a string of crystal red sparks, and the willow leaves on the rattan's body were radiant and shining.

    Chu WanNing raised his other hand, and his fingertips brushed against the ghostly vine body inch by inch, and the brilliance surged wherever he passed.  At this time, thousands of Yin soldiers had rushed to not far from the two of them. Behind the two of them was the palace wall that towered into the clouds and was sealed by an enchantment. There was no way to retreat.

    However, Chu Wanning did not plan to retreat.

    I saw a gleam of light splashed in his eyes, thousands of ripples floated up, the wind suddenly rose, and his robes danced wildly. Chu Wanning held the willow vines and slammed into the air, and in an instant, the ghost flew out like a dragon, and the golden light flourished  , according to the night!

    Hell obeyed the instructions of Mo Ran, and no longer rejected Chu Wanning, but continuously gathered his powerful spiritual power into Chu Wanning's earth soul.

    The dazzling brilliance flashed in Chu Wanning's eyes, and his voice was deep and steady: "Damn, ten thousand coffins!"

    "Boom¡ª" In an instant, countless golden and red willow vines burst out of the ground, tearing the majestic palace into broken bricks and tiles, and the thick ancient vines tightly strangled the ghost soldiers and ghosts, dragging them to the willow.  The center of the vine was tightly sealed.

    Mo Ran looked at all this in front of him in amazement, watching Shenwu and Remnant Soul echoing and merging.

    Looking at Chu Wanning's robes flying, his ink hair is like a cloud of smoke.

    During his life and after his death, there is this earth-shattering fiery heroic spirit, unstoppable.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Wanning slammed back and put his hand on the palace wallThe body becomes lighter and lighter, more and more empty.

    "Boom!"

    There was a crisp and hard wooden fish sound.

    Like a sharp blade, it suddenly shattered the blurred reading.

    Mo Ran opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was awakened!

    Everything in the ghost world dissipated, as if it was a big dream not long ago.  He found himself lying on a bamboo raft, and the bamboo raft was docked by the Naihe Bridge, the peak of life and death. Under the bamboo slices, there was an endless torrent of water surging and splashing waves.

    The sky is crab blue, but it has been stained with a little red, bamboo leaves are flying on both sides of the river, and thousands of leaves are fresh and tender.

    Dawn seemed to be coming.

    He blinked dazedly.

    Suddenly found that the soul-inducing lamp in his arms was gone, he was so shocked that he sat up suddenly.

    "Master¡ª¡ª!"

    "Don't shout."

    Someone said lightly.

    Mo Ran panted, like a person who had experienced a nightmare, turned his face pale, and saw Huai Gui sitting on the shore, knocking on the wooden fish resting on the bluestone, and raising his eyelids.

    "You shout, but he can't hear you at the moment."

    ?The soul-inducing lamp rests on the side of the wooden fish, overflowing with colorful light and shining golden light, the power of Chu Wanning's soul is indescribably beautiful.

    Guigui picked up the soul lamp, stood up from the rock, and nodded to Mo Ran: "Little benefactor Mo, you are doing very well."

    Mo Ran climbed up and jumped from the bamboo raft to the shore.  Holding back Huai Zui, he hurriedly asked: "Master, let's go to Shuangtian Temple to find Master's mortal body? Hurry up, I'm afraid the soul will be scattered again if it's too late."

    Huai Zui couldn't help laughing: "How can it be so easy to break up?" Then he said, "Don't worry, the poor monk has already asked Xue Benefactor to talk to the head of your sect, and Chu Wanning's mortal body should have been killed by now.  Move to the red lotus water pavilion, where the poor monk will retreat and cast spells to transport your master's soul into the body again."

    Mo Ran said: "Let's go, let's go!" Seeing the sinful smile, he hurriedly said: "Master, come slowly, don't rush, don't rush."

    However, his brows were clearly frowned, and he subconsciously stepped forward, even wanting to reach out his hand to pull the sleeve of Guigui, so he didn't appear to be in a hurry.

    Gui Gui shook his head, sighed and said with a smile: "It's no use being anxious, little benefactor."

    Mo Ran waved his hands again and again: "No hurry, no hurry, no hurry, it's important to be safe."

    "That's right, it's important to be safe. The soul is out of the body and cannot be attached to the body in an instant. Otherwise, it will go against the sky and it will be very easy for the soul to fly away. The poor monk naturally takes his time."

    "Yes, yes, yes, take your time." Mo Ran echoed, but still couldn't help it, hesitated and asked cautiously, "How long will it take for the master to come back to life?"

    Guilt is very calm: "Five years."

    "So that's it, five years is fivefive years??!!"

    Mo Ran was shocked and felt that he was choked.

    "Five years at the fastest."

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