Although Chu Wanning didn't hear Rong Jiu shouting anything behind him, but in this situation, there was no need for more explanation. He also understood that Rong Jiu deliberately aroused him in the warehouse just now and asked him to be angry. He saw the opportunity to escape and report the news.

I always think twice when I encounter something. But now when I encounter something related to Mo Ran, I become less calm and can even make Er Yizi fool the hook in a few words. Chu Wanning was a little choked.

He looked at Mo Ran running away from him, and couldn't help asking: "Have you ever been to Xiantao Tower again later?"

Unexpectedly, when he heard this name that was almost forgotten by him, Mo Ran staggered and cursed in anger: "Rong Jiu, this beast! He said I went to Xiantao Tower again later? How could I have been there again! Master, are you angry with me because of this? Say I lied to you?"

“…”

"I have never been to those places since the Good and Evil Platform. I have never deceived Master. If Master doesn't believe me, I will tie me up with a ghost and then question it."

"……No."

Chu Wanning lowered his eyes, looked at the ghost who was still holding his hands tightly, and thought that he didn't care about it, he used Liu Teng, who was infused with spiritual power, to sniff Mo Ran into a skin and flesh. It was really...

Wait a moment, Shenwu?!

The ghostly firelight reflected his eyebrows and eyes very brightly in the night. Chu Wanning stared at him for a moment, and his heart was filled with storms. He tried to inject the spirit flow from the ghost into his palm. He immediately felt a powerful and abundant force running continuously.

Chu Wanning suddenly understood where to get the source of spiritual power—

Although the spiritual flow cannot be transmitted to each other between living people and dead people, the spiritual power of Shenwu does not matter to humans, ghosts, gods and demons. As long as the weapon itself does not resist, it will be common!

Mo Ran ran halfway, and suddenly realized that Chu Wanning stopped. He immediately turned around and asked anxiously: "Master, what's wrong?"

His face was still covered with colorful and blood, and his shiny black eyes became more and more pitiful.

Chu Wanning pursed her lips, a little embarrassed and unbearable, but her self-esteem and arrogance in her bones made him feel that although he had wronged Mo Ran, this kid was indeed entangled with Zhang Sanrongjiu in the past and deserved to be beaten.

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

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

"……do what?"

Chu Wanning said lightly: "I will change you a trick."

“…”

Before he could react to what Master said, he saw the red light of ghosts flowing continuously into Chu Wanning's remnant soul, cageing his entire soul with a layer of hot flames. Mo Ran opened his eyes wide and saw Chu Wanning echoing the ghosts for a moment. Suddenly the flames disappeared. The man in the golden and red robe held up the slightest spitting vines and turned to himself:

"Mo Ran, give a command to the gods."

Mo Ran vaguely knew what he was going to do. Although he was unbelievable, he still shouted immediately: "Hey, Master is like me, follow his orders."

The willow vines were roaming in Chu Wanning's hand, bursting out a string of crystal red sparks. The willow leaves on the vine were shining and shining with a bright light.

Chu Wanning raised his other hand and brushed his fingertips through the ghostly vine body inch by inch. Wherever he passed, light surged. Thousands of ghost soldiers had already rushed to the front of the two of them at this time. Behind them was the palace wall towering into the clouds and sealed by the barrier, and there was no way out to retreat.

However, Chu Wanning did not plan to retreat.

A glow splashed in his eyes, and thousands of ripples floated. The wind suddenly rose, and his robe danced wildly. Chu Wanning held the willow vine and thrust hard into the air. In an instant, he saw ghosts like dragons flying out, with golden light shining throughout the night!

He obeyed Mo Ran's instructions and no longer rejected Chu Wanning, but instead gathered his powerful spiritual power into Chu Wanning's earth soul.

Chu Wanning's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and his voice was both heavy and steady: "Hehe, ten thousand people coffins!"

"Boom--" In an instant, countless golden and red vines broke out from the ground, tearing the magnificent palace into broken bricks and tiles. Thick ancient vines tightly clamped the ghost soldiers and monsters, dragging them to the center of the vines to seal them tightly.

Mo Ran looked at everything in front of him in shock, watching the Shenwu echo and the remnant soul and merge.

Watching Chu Wanning's robe fly, her ink hair as smoke as smoke.

Before and after death, they were all this earth-shaking and fierce heroic spirit, unstoppable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Wanning rushed back and put his hand on the palace wall. With just a skill of closing his mind, he immediately cut off the weakness of the barrier.

"Nine feet up, four inches to the right, you attack with fire!"

Mo Ran immediately jumped up as he said. Before the ghosts in the palace could react, the curse of fire gathered in his palms and smashed them down at the position where Chu Wanning pointed!

In an instant, the earth shook, and the palace walls that reached the sky quickly collapsed and returned to their original height. The seal barrier guarding the surroundings instantly broke into pieces and collapsed into powder.

"go out!"

There is no need to say it again, Mo Ran jumped to the wall and turned around to pull Chu Wanning who came up later. The two of them broke out from the Four Ghost Kings Palace Mansion, with extremely fast bodies and disappeared into the vast night instantly...

In the narrow alley, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran leaned against a wall, looking at each other, without saying anything. In the end, Mo Ran couldn't help but laughed first: "That old ghost is afraid he's going to be angry to death... Hiss!" He grinned, and the wound on his cheek hurt.

"..." Chu Wanning said, "Don't laugh."

Mo Ran stopped smiling. In the dark alley, his eyelashes moved lightly, and his dark and warm eyes looked at the other party: "Master, are you still angry with me?"

If he said, "Master, you have wronged me," then Chu Wanning might feel uncomfortable when he heard it, but he asked if he was still angry. Chu Wanning wandered for a moment and silently avoided the topic: "...Cast the spell quickly, we escaped from the Four Ghost Kings Palace. He had no shame to talk to other Ghost Kings for a while, but it may not be possible after being delayed for a long time."

As soon as he heard this, he knew that Chu Wanning would not leave or leave. His heart, which had been tightly held since the beginning, finally relaxed.

Mo Ran couldn't help laughing again: "Yes." He smiled and hurt again, and couldn't help but cover his face.

Chu Wanning: “…………”

Mo Ran took out the soul-attracting lamp, held it in his hand, lowered his head and chanted the spell silently. After three rounds of reciprocating, the soul-attracting lamp suddenly emitted dazzling light, which made the person unable to open his eyes.

He seemed to hear the chanting of the Master of Sin, and came through the rushing and majestic water of the underworld, and came through the quiet and peaceful Forgetful River reeds.

"When will you come back... When will you come back..."

The sound was very far away and almost difficult to tell. After a while, the chanting of "When will come back" seemed to be closer, and then the voice of the sinful master rang in Mo Ran's ears.

"Why are there two earth souls?" The Master of Sin was filled with doubts in his hazy voice.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and told everything about guilt in his mind.

The Miaomiao's voice was silent for a moment and said, "Did you meet Chu Xun from SF Express?"

"Um."

“…”

"master?"

"It's nothing. Since Mr. Chu said that it's normal to have two earth souls, that should be the case." Huaijue said, "It's just that I have never tried to recall two earth souls from the ghost world at the same time. It will take longer. Please wait a little longer."

Mo Ran glanced at the Four Kings Palace and asked, "How long will it take? We just came out of the Four Ghosts Palace. I wonder when they will catch up..."

"It won't be too long, please be relieved."

After the sentence of guilt, the voice faded even more. After a while, he was completely overwhelmed by the hymn of "When will I come back".

Chu Wanning couldn't hear the guilty voice and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"The master's soul is special, and the master said he needs to wait a little longer." Mo Ran said, "This place is too close to the palace, let's go farther."

Chu Wanning nodded, and they walked to a corner. It was almost dawn. The old man who was guiding the way was about to close the stall when he saw Mo Ran, he was surprised with a "Oh".

"Are you looking for someone?"

Mo Ran didn't expect to meet him again. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I've been looking for it, I've been looking for it, thank you, Mr.

"What's the point of thanking me for? It's Xiaoxianjun who has good luck. Alas... why did your face break?"

"Oh, I was whipped by... the soul of the Yin soldiers." Mo Ran said in a rude manner.

"No wonder, I just said that ordinary things should not hurt ghosts. Oh... how painful it should be."

The old man thought about it, put down the trunks again, cooked two bowls of wontons, and gave them, "The rest of the things I left can't be sold today. Please eat some before leaving."

Mo Ran thanked him, watched the old man take up the burden again and go away slowly, then put the soup bowl on the small stone bench next to him.

Chu Wanning didn't like to eat onions and leeks. The old man's wonton soup sprinkled some scallions. Mo Ran scooped off all the bowl of onions in front of him, and then exchanged them with Chu Wanning and said, "Master, eat this bowl."

"..." Chu Wanning glanced at him, but did not push him away, picked up the spoon and started to taste it slowly.

Mo Ran watched him eat it. The cold soup in the ghost world touched his light-colored lips. The wontons and soup were not missing at all. The authentic way to eat ghosts.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's done."

"It's not as delicious as you made."

"Cough!" Chu Wanning was caught off guard, as if he was choking. He suddenly raised his head, stared at the person holding his cheek in front of him, smiling at him, and suddenly felt like a river clam that had been forced to break up and exposed to the scorching sun, and there was no secret.

“…What dragon clerk?”

Elder Yuheng frowned and looked solemn, trying to be stupid, hiding his power that had fallen all over the ground.

"Don't pretend." But before the Earth Shiwei was picked up, Mo Ran's hand that stretched out to rub his hair was smashed to pieces.

Chu Wanning was furious and frustrated by this.

"I know everything."

“…”

Mo Ran took out the lantern containing the soul from the Qiankun bag, placed it next to the stone bench, and said, "Master was awkward when he was alive. When he came to the underworld, only the soul was honest."

"I'll do it for you, but..."

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile.

But what is it?

I feel guilty? I am afraid that you will be hungry? I am quite regretful?

He couldn't even say these words.

Chu Wanning felt that he had hidden illness in his heart. He always had too much self-esteem that was stronger than ordinary people. He regarded "being good to others", "loved someone" and "being attached to something" as a shameful thing. In the years of wind and rain, he has become a tall and strict towering tree.

This kind of giant tree never trembles like a flower, or is moved by others, nor is it like a vine, swaying in the wind and seductive.

He stood in silence and solemnly, very steady and reliable. He silently sheltered the passing people from the wind and rain, and enjoyed the shade for those who were leaning under the trees.

Perhaps it is because the birth is too high and too luxuriant, people must deliberately raise their heads to find out that - ah, it turns out that this gentle shade was cast by him.

But no one raised his head and no one noticed him.

People always have a habit of looking at a lower horizon than themselves, at most, so they gradually get used to it, and when they get used to it, it becomes natural.
To be continued...