Xue Meng was about to choke in his mouth with blood, but Mo Ran didn't have so much spare time to breathe. When he heard this, he turned back into the corpse group to block the first line of defense.

Chu Wanning had just been helping Nangong Si to debug the brace that had obviously been tampered with. At this time, he saw Mo Ran fighting hard in front of him, and immediately flew to the palace gate and said sternly: "Mo Ran, come back!"

“Master…”

Chu Wanning cut a golden barrier, and the barrier light rose, and suddenly repelled the corpse several feet apart. Then he fell three guardian barriers in front of the long steps, in front of the stone gate, and in the cracks of the stone gate, and then pulled Mo Ran back.

"You stop first."

Mo Ran said anxiously: "You can't last long in the barrier of Master in Jiaoshan! Why bother with Master!"

Chu Wanning's eyes were as bright as frost and purple lightning. He gritted his teeth, pushed Mo Ran hard, and pushed him back into the hall: "You are injured all over and you are going to die, go back to meditate! Shi Mingjing!"

"Master, I'm here."

Chu Wanning pointed Mo Ran hard in the air: "Healing for his injuries."

Shi Mei nodded: "Yes, Master."

Mo Ran held down Shi Mei's hand and said to Chu Wanning who had turned his back: "It's just skin injuries. Master, your barrier can only support one stick of incense here at most, and it will also consume your great spiritual power, you..."

Chu Wanning didn't look back and stood in the sky: "Then I will just hold on to this incense stick."

Mo Ran wanted to speak again, but was grabbed by Shi Mei. Shi Mei's mildly cold hand touched his skin, rolled up his sleeves for him, and began to cast spells to heal him. Mo Ran met his eyes, and he shook his head silently at Mo Ran, then lowered his eyes, and focused on his spells.

Chu Wanning said: "Xue Meng."

"Here, Master."

"I can't hold on anymore, so you go. Don't hold on. If you feel a little powerless, just change to the Lord."

Xue Zhengyong hurriedly said, "Okay, it would be better to come in the turn."

Chu Wanning kept transporting his spiritual power to the third level barrier, and said, "I have another thing to worry about the Lord."

"you say."

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said, "Ask the group of wastes hiding behind, except for those who are not good at fighting against Gu Yueye, let them come over if they can fight!"

“…what if they don’t come?”

Chu Wanning said, "Then you break through the palace gate and wait for death. You see, they can't get through."

Xue Zheng passed by happily, and Nangong Si stared at the half-lock on his hand with a gloomy face. He didn't know what to do, nor did he know why the ban under the first leader was suddenly broken.

Logically speaking, as long as Nangong Changying gave the order, no one could change the evil dragon spirit again. How could this happen suddenly...

Xue Zhengyong asked those who could deal with it to go over and deal with it in front, and Ye Wangxi said: "I'll do it."

Nangong Si immediately came back to his senses, and he grabbed her: "How can you, a girl, be—"

Ye Wangxi stared at the group of timid and polite Jiangdongtang, looking at his disciples, and said coldly: "Even if there are only two people in the Rufeng Sect, they are not greedy for life and fear of death."

The middle-aged female cultivators who had previously ridiculed her daughter to be even more successful, did not say anything at this time, and they all looked elsewhere and did not look at Ye Wangxi's face.

In this way, Xue Zhengyong gathered some people and was suddenly stunned: "Hanxue? You are... no, no, you are not good at this kind of thing, go back."

Mei Hanxue seemed to be cold today and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I know what I can do in my heart, I can't play."

Xue Zhengyong looked at the Palace Master of the Snow Palace. Seeing that the Palace Master had no objection, he had no choice but to let Mei Hanxue enter the group of people.

Jiang Xi frowned and said, "Do you just keep resisting like this? Leave some people suitable for close contact and distribute them to the back hall to see the situation."

Xue Zhengyong said: "First deal with it for a while and see if you can repair the gang. It is the best way to go together. If it is really not repaired well, then you can only divide two groups into two groups, one to resist and the other to check the situation."

Jiang Xi said: "...It's good. But who can repair the skeleton machine?"

At this time, one hand was raised tremblingly. The owner of Ma Yun, who had just been scolded by Jiang Xi, poked his head out and said weakly: "This, this technical work in the mechanism, I, I think I can still try it."

Jiang Xi was both angry and funny: "Then why don't you go quickly?"

Ma Yun pulled Nangong Si and stumbled away. Xue Zhengyong also led the team to leave.

Jiang Xi turned around and looked around and the hall that was divided into two and turned into purgatory and nine heavens, falling into deep thought.

His eyes swept over the Zhenlong chess pieces that were still joking, chatting, or tortured on the other side, and finally his eyes fell on Nangong Liu, who had been squatting beside a basket of oranges.

He found it strange.

Why didn’t Nangong Liu or other chess pieces in this hall go wild like the corpses outside and get up to kill people?

If Xu Shuanglin controlled these Zhenlong chess in the hall at this moment and began to attack, they would be destined to be in a difficult situation of internal and external affairs.

Why didn't he do it?

Don't want to do it?

Or...can't do it?

Jiang Xi was surprised, but Mo Ran was not surprised at all.

He could clearly sense that the Zhenlong Bureau in the hall had completely preserved the temper, obsession, and even some memories of these puppets during their lifetime, which was completely different from the corpse groups controlled by the "communication array". To give an inappropriate analogy, the zombies outside were marionettes, while the inside were all living dead people with independent temperaments.

There is obviously only one reason why Xu Shuanglin did not manipulate these living dead people - his spiritual power has reached its limit.

"Master Chu, help me!"

Suddenly, a faint call came from under the stone steps. Chu Wanning looked up and saw Hua Binan leading more than a dozen monks, who were struggling to break through the stone steps with great difficulty.

They were bitten by poisonous snakes before and were repaired on the spot. Unexpectedly, they encountered the second riot of the corpse group. About twenty monks were instantly wiped out half. At this moment, those who were struggling to fight to the point of this were seriously injured. Chu Wanning immediately raised his hand and landed another barrier to protect them. Then Tianwen threw it out and repelled the zombies fighting around them.

"come over!"

Chu Wanning stretched out his hand towards Hua Binan.

But Mo Ran suddenly became alert. He didn't care that Master Mei was only halfway through the medicine, so he immediately stood up and stopped him: "Master, be careful!"

But Hua Binan was not abnormal. He trembled and held Chu Wanning's outstretched hand and was pulled into the stronger protective barrier behind him. Chu Wanning turned around and said, "Come people come and help!"

These survivors were pulled back one by one and put them in the hall. They were all gasping for breath, covered in blood on their faces and looked extremely painful and ferocious.

Jiang Xi led Gu Yueye and his disciples forward. He leaned down in front of Hua Binan, showing a rare look of anxiety: "Why are you so seriously injured..."

"I am not good yet, Lord, please go and see the others first." Hua Binan leaned against the beam and pillar. His hat and veil were scratched, and his robe was stained with blood. Jiang Xi wanted to take his pulse, but he raised his hand to stop him. "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Lord, it's the little disciple of Lord... Cough cough, he, he is too seriously injured. Lord, go and heal him, don't worry about me..."

The injuries of this wave of people were very serious, and some people even had their entire legs broken. Compared to them, Hua Binan, who could speak intact, was indeed lighter.

Jiang Xi cursed in a low voice, looked at Hua Binan again, and turned around to help the others heal.

Hua Binan trembled and found a bottle of hemostatic powder from Qiankun bag. She was about to sprinkle it on the affected area when she suddenly took the porcelain bottle in his hand with one hand, and Mo Ran said, "I'll help you."

“…No need.”

Mo Ran looked at him with deep eyes and said, "It's just a matter of applying medicine powder, it's just a matter of raising hands."

Hua Binan snatched the porcelain bottle and whispered: "I'm not used to others touching me. What's more, you're not a healing monk at all, causing trouble."

"Then I'll help you."

"Shi Mei?" Mo Ran turned his head and saw that Shi Mei had put down the medical capsule quickly. Hua Binan saw the medical capsule and curled her lips, stopped saying a word, and did not resist.

Shi Mei spread out the silver needle cloth bag and whispered: "Sir, Master, I may have any inappropriate mistakes, please forgive me first."

Hua Binan: “…”

He was seriously injured, and it was useless to directly apply magic spells to stop bleeding. He had to block it with a spiritual needle first. The cold light suddenly rose and the sharp edge flashed. The light of the silver needle flashed in Shi Mei's eyes, and more than ten needles had fallen in the blink of an eye.

"The veil and hat of the senior..."

A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the Hanlin Saint Hand, but he knew that there were several acupoints that must be pierced on his face, so he said with a fierce expression: "I will pick them myself."

The blood-stained sao hat fell down, revealing the face of the cold scales of the holy hand that never showed anyone.

It was an extremely strange face, the upper half was pretty, but from the bridge of the nose, the whole face was twisted and burned, just like some kind of echinoderm.

Hua Binan raised her head, with a faint hatred and ridicule in her eyes: "What? Master Mo is not leaving yet, staying here, is it good to look?"

"……Feel sorry."

Hua Binan sneered behind him: "I told you not to stay here, but you didn't listen. At this time, you said sorry, but you didn't know what you were thinking - probably thinking, 'This cold scale holy hand is so ugly', haha."

Mo Ran shook his head, and was not inconvenient to say anything else, so he left.

The owner of the Ma Manor was still tossing with the broken iron lock, and in front of the Heavenly Palace Gate, Chu Wanning's spiritual power was almost scarce. He turned sideways to Xue Meng and said, "Xue Meng, take over!"

Xue Meng immediately understood and took a knife to meet him. The handover between the two of them was extremely smooth, and no zombie even had time to squeeze in at the moment of replacement.

As soon as Chu Wanning retreated from the barrier, he couldn't help but take a step back. Seeing that his face was pale, Mo Ran felt extremely distressed, but he couldn't do anything in front of everyone's eyes. He couldn't even hold Chu Wanning's hand, so he could only suppress himself and asked, "Long... Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Chu Wanning coughed gently, "It just consumed some more spiritual power."

But Mo Ran knew that Chu Wanning's spiritual core was originally very fragile, and it might not be a big deal for others to consume more spiritual power, but for Chu Wanning...

Mo Ran closed his eyes.

In the previous life, the master and disciple had a conflict of good and evil, and they collapsed. It was during that battle that Chu Wanning exhausted his spiritual power and his spiritual core instantly shattered, and since then he became no different from mortals, and his body was even weaker than mortals.

How could it be okay...

Mo Ran felt uncomfortable. His eyes were slightly red. He silently put the clothes that Chu Wanning had just given him back to his shoulders. Only at this time can he gently pinch Chu Wanning's shoulders through his clothes.

All his heavy love for him could only be hidden in the touch of his fingertips at this moment.

He helped Chu Wanning to the side, and he specially found a place with fewer people, a more hidden and quiet place, and then sat down with Chu Wanning.
To be continued...