Tianwen has a dead-end ultimate move, the name is very simple, there is only one word, "wind". Once activated, there will be no armor left in the surrounding area.
Mo Ran has naturally experienced the power of "wind", and he knows the strength of Chu nightning, so he doesn't need to worry, so he glanced at the man with a bloody, pale face, and threw away the last few exorcism charms to replace Chu nightning fought for a little time, and then flew to the periphery, hugged the teacher with one hand, and grabbed Mrs. Chen with the other, and took two unconscious people to hide in the distance.
Chu nightning endured the severe pain and barely moved the other hand. Suddenly, Tianwen burst into a dazzling golden light, and Chu nightning suddenly pulled Tianwen back.
The ghost master got out of control, jumped up, and rushed towards Chu Wanning with a twisted face.
Chu night Ning's robe turned like a flame in the wind, billowing and dancing, he was furious, half of his shoulders were soaked with blood, and suddenly he raised his hand, Tian Wen's golden light became more and more fierce, and then was Chu Wan. Ning Yang took off.
Liu Teng suddenly stretched dozens of feet and danced into a golden wind, like a vortex, drawing the surrounding ghosts, dead corpses, golden boys and girls, and the twisted ghost master of ceremonies into the center of the "wind". The fierce force of Tian Wenwu's afterimages was shattered in an instant! ! !
"Wind" destroys the dry and rotten, and the surrounding vegetation rises from the ground, and it is not immune.
A huge storm centered on Chu Wanning issued a dazzling golden light, and the sky was dark for a while, and the sand was flying. Whether the coffin or the dead, they have all become grass flocks fluttering in the wind.
Get involved and be cut by the rapidly spinning Tianwen Ling.
shattered into crumbs...
When everything subsided, there was no grass around Chu Ningning, and it was desolate and empty.
Except for him standing alone, the auspicious clothes are bright, like the red lotus blooming at the beginning, the begonia flowers fall, and there is only one place to smash the bones, and there is the terrifying "Tianwen" hissing golden light.
In this way, Chu nightning is really very polite to draw all the disciples.
Just like him today, if he is willing, even if the entire disciple of the platform of good and evil is smashed to ashes in an instant, it is not impossible...
The golden light fades away.
Tian Wen turned into a little bit of broken stars and merged into the palm of Chu Wanning.
He took a breath, frowned, endured the severe pain in his shoulders, and slowly walked towards the disciples in the distance.
"How is the teacher?"
When they came to them, Chu nightning held back and asked.
Mo Ran lowered his head to look at the unconscious teacher in his arms, but still did not wake up, his breath was weak, and his cheeks felt cold. This scene is too familiar, it is a nightmare that Mo Ran could not get rid of.
At the beginning, the teacher was lying in his arms like this, and gradually, there was no breathing...
Chu nightning possessed the body and probed the neck arteries of Mrs. Chen and the teacher respectively, and couldn't help but lowered: "Well? How can the poisoning be so deep?"
The ink burned suddenly and looked up: "Poisoned? Didn't you say it's okay? Didn't you say that they were just bewitched?"
Chu nightning frowned: "The ghost master is bewitched by the incense powder, that is a kind of poison. I thought they were just a shallow layer, but I didn't expect them to eat poison so deeply."
"… "
"Send them back to Chen's house first." Chu nightning said, "It's not difficult to remove the poison, it's good if you don't die."
His voice was cold and not too turbulent. Although Chu nightning usually speaks like this, but at this moment, it really makes people feel that he is understated and doesn't care much.
The ink burned suddenly remembered the heavy snow that year, he knelt in the snow, and in his arms was the teacher who lost his life. His face was full of tears, and he begged Chu Wanning to turn his head and look at his apprentice, asking Chu Wanning to raise his hand and save his apprentice's life.
But what did Chu nightning say at that time
It was also such an understated tone, such a calm tone.
In this way, I rejected the only time in my life to kneel down and ask for help.
In the heavy snow, the person in his arms gradually became as cold as the snow particles that fell on his shoulders and brows.
On that day, Chu nightning killed two apprentices with his own hands.
One is Shi Mingjing, who he could save but never saved.
One is kneeling in the snow, grief-stricken than Mo Weiyu, whose heart is dead.
Suddenly there was a sense of panic, tyranny, and unwilling viciousness and rage that ran like a snake.
For a moment, he suddenly wanted to strangle the neck of Chu nightning, take off all the kind and pleasant disguise, reveal the evil spirits, as a ghost from the previous life, bite him fiercely, question him, and ask him. He asked for his life.
Sow the life of the helpless apprentice in the two snow fields.
But the eyelid lifted, but suddenly fell on the blood-filled shoulders of Chu nightning.
The fury of the beast was suddenly stopped.
He didn't say anything again, just stared at Chu nightning's face, almost hatred, and Chu nightning didn't see it. After a while, he lowered his head again and stared at Shi Mei's haggard face.
The mind gradually went blank.
If something happens to the teacher this time, then...
"Cough cough cough!!"
The man in his arms suddenly let out a sharp cough. The ink burned for a while, and the heart trembled... The teacher opened his eyes slowly, and the voice was extremely hoarse and weak.
"A... burn...?"
"Yes! I am!" In the ecstasy, the haze disappeared, the ink burned and opened his eyes, his palms were placed on the cool cheeks of the teacher, and the scorpion trembled, "Master, what do you think? Is there any discomfort? "
The teacher smiled lightly, still with gentle eyebrows, turned his head and looked around: "...how are we here...how did I faint...ah! Master...cough, disciple is incompetent...disciple..."
Chu nightning said: "Don't talk."
He sent a pill to the teacher's mouth: "Since you are awake, you should first contain this Huadu Powder, and don't swallow it directly."
The teacher took the medicine, and suddenly stunned, the face that had no blood color appeared more transparent: "Master, why are you injured? There is blood all over the body..."
Chu nightning is still the kind of faint, calm, and maddening voice: "It's okay."
He got up and glanced at Mo Ran.
"You, find a way to bring them both back to the Chen residence."
When the teacher woke up, the gloom in the ink burned his heart was suddenly suppressed, and he quickly nodded: "Okay!"
"I'll take a step first, and I have something to ask the Chen family."
Chu nightning said and turned to leave. Facing the vast darkness and the four fields, he finally couldn't help raising his eyebrows, showing a look of endless pain.
His entire shoulder was pierced by five fingers, his tendons were torn apart, and the ghost master's spiritual claws even pierced into the bones deep in his flesh. No matter how he pretended to be calm and endured, no matter how he sealed his blood, he would still be human.
It still hurts...
But what about pain.
He walked forward step by step, the hem of the wedding dress flying.
For so many years, people have revered him and feared him, but they alone did not dare to stand by his side, and no one would care about him. He is also used to it.
Night Yuheng, the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable.
No one loves from head to toe, and no one cares about life and death.
He seems to be born without the support of others, without any support, and without any company.
So there is no need to cry, and it is even more unnecessary to cry. Go back and bandage your wound, cut off all the festering and torn rotten flesh, and apply the wound medicine.
No one cares about him.
Anyway, he came here alone. It's been fine for so many years. He can take care of himself.
When I came to the door of Chen's house, before entering the yard, I heard a piercing scream inside.
Chu nightning couldn't care about his wounds and broke in immediately - I saw Mrs. Chen with her hair disheveled and her eyes closed, but chasing after her son and husband, only the little daughter of the Chen family was ignored, she He stood beside him in panic, curled up thinly, trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing Chu Wanning coming in, Chen Yuanwai and his youngest son screamed and rushed to him: "Daoist! Daoist, help!"
Chu nightning blocked them behind, glanced at Mrs. Chen's closed eyes, and said angrily: "Don't let you look at her, don't let her sleep!"
"I can't watch it! Zhuojing is not in good health. She usually goes to bed early. After you left, she held on at first, and then she fell asleep and then started to go crazy! She shouted... shouting..."
Member Chen shrank out behind Chu Wanning and shivered. He didn't notice that the Taoist priest was wearing a lucky suit, and he didn't notice the savage wound on Chu Wanning's shoulder.
Chu nightning frowned: "What are you shouting?"
Before Chen Yuanwai opened his mouth, the crazy woman rushed over with a grin and screamed in a shrill voice, the voice of a young woman—
"Lovely and untrustworthy! Unkind and untrustworthy! I want you to pay for your life! I want you all to die for me!"
Chu nightning: "... Li Gui leaned over." He turned back and snapped at Chen Yuanwai, "Are you familiar with this voice?"
Chen Yuanwai's lips trembled, his eyes rolled, and he swallowed nervously: "I don't know, I don't know it, I don't know it! Please help the Taoist priest! Please the Taoist priest to remove the devil!"
At this time, Mrs. Chen had already rushed over. Chu nightning raised the uninjured arm, volleyed towards Mrs. Chen, and a thunderbolt fell on her head, trapping Mrs. Chen in the enchantment.
Chu nightning turned back and looked coldly: "Really don't know?"
Chen Yuanwai said repeatedly: "I really don't know! I really don't know!"
Chu nightning didn't say any more, he threw out Tianwen and tied the old lady Chen in the enchantment.
He should have been tied to Chen, which is more convenient and better to judge, but Chu nightning has his own code of conduct, and his God asks, it is easy not to judge ordinary people. So he gave up the soft persimmon, and instead questioned the ghost in Mrs. Chen's body.
Judging ghosts is different from judging people.
When God asks the interrogator, the person will simply be unable to bear it and speak.
Tianwen to judge the ghost will form an enchantment where only Chu Wanning and the ghost coexist, and the ghost will restore the appearance of his life in the enchantment and pass the message to Chu Wanning.
Tianwen suddenly ignited a fire, along the vine body, straight from his end, and burned to the end of Mrs. Chen.
The old lady screamed and suddenly began to twitch, and then the red flame on the willow vine instantly turned into a blue ghost fire, and then from the old lady's end, it burned back to Chu nightning.
Chu nightning closed his eyes, and the fire burned along Liu Teng to his palm, but the ghost fire couldn't hurt him, so it went all the way along his arm, burned to his chest, and then went out.
"… "
The Chen family looked at the scene in horror and didn't know what Chu nightning was doing.
Chu night Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were still closed, but a white light gradually appeared in front of him. Immediately afterwards, he saw a small foot as white as jade stepped out from the beam of light, and a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old appeared in his field of vision.
The author has something to say: Ink burning: Chu nightning, you have the ability to play prestige, you have the ability to save people, don't turn your head and pretend to be deaf, I know you are listening!
Chu nightning:…
Mo Ran: You have the ability to play a temper, you have the ability to save people, your apprentice, you don't save, at the end of the period, the uncle will come to inspect, and this seat will give you zero points!
Chu nightning:…
Ink burning: You have the ability...
Chu nightning: You are enough! What does it matter to you if Mom sells a batch of Lao Tzu to save people or not? Don't save! Just so shameless! Don't hold back!
Ink burning: QAQ