The doorman frowned and scolded, "Everyone, what are you doing like this?"
The doorman smiled mockingly: "Could it be that you want to die directly, and you are not willing to help me?"
While speaking, the doorman's eyes suddenly turned to a person.
That person's Taoism is the lowest among them.
With just one look, the man in Tsing Yi who was being targeted changed.
"†Y†Y†Y¡ª¡ª" The man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, his body was distorted, and he pinched his neck with both hands, squeezing it hard.
His complexion was in pain, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
"Aze!" The friend who was with him shouted in panic.
The man in Tsing Yi named Aze knelt on the ground weakly.
Tears welled up in the friend's eyes, and he whispered the man's name in a desolate voice.
The doorman of the instigator smiled with his lips hooked, and his childlike appearance was full of contented enjoyment.
The crowd stared at him daringly, daring to speak out, wishing to turn their eyes into knives and stab him.
"Enough." Mu Ran woke up with a slightly cold expression.
Gently jumping off Yun Qing's arms, Mu Ran straightened his robe.
Under the delicate eyebrows, the twinkling peach blossom eyes are filled with coldness.
The doorman's wicked grin was interrupted by Mu Ran.
Conscious of a loose spirit, the power of the formation was interrupted.
The man in Tsing Yi was finally able to breathe, panting heavily for the rest of his life.
The friend on the side comforted him worriedly, looking at Mu Ran with gratitude in his eyes.
Mu Ran stepped in front of Yun Qing.
All the people behind him consciously supported him and stood together.
The doorman's eyes were full of resentment.
The behavior of everyone silently huddling together and treating Mu Ran as the boss did not make the doorman panic in the slightest.
He grinned and sneered: "Could it be that you still want to be the savior of these people?"
With the formation as a threat, the doorman is not worried that they will rebel.
Mu Ran's expression was calm, and his tone was light: "No. I just want to tell you that dogs will jump over walls when they are in a hurry."
Mu Ran's eyes sharply scratched the doorman's face: "If you don't treat us as human beings, then we won't treat you as human beings either. Even if we die, we will drag you to die together." .¡±
The plausible words aroused unanimous resentment in the hearts of everyone.
They didn't make a sound, and used silence to affirm Mu Ran's words.
The smile on the doorman's face turned cold and disappeared little by little.
The person in front of him stood straight, his figure tall and straight like a pine and cypress.
Standing behind him was a zombie with a heavenly spell on it.
After that, there are Mu Yuanyao and Ye Yuyan who followed him from left to right.
After that, there were a dozen or so Taoist priests gathered together.
The smile on the doorman's face disappeared.
With more than a dozen people in a group, it may indeed be a bit difficult for him to do.
"Hmph!" The doorman snorted coldly, then turned around, "This is not an example."
Having said that, he continued to walk forward, and did not make things difficult for the man in Tsing Yi.
Only then did everyone withdraw their resentful eyes, looking at Mu Ran as if they were looking at a savior.
Mu Ran maintained his composure: "Go."
A group of people hurriedly followed behind Mu Ran.
They looked at each other, and tacitly formed a common point - obeying Mu Ran's order.
Although Yuemian Town is a little far away, all the Taoist priests have magic weapons that can increase their speed.
When it was getting dark, they rushed to Moonsleep Town.
Moonsleep Town, which is about to darken, looks like an empty city.