On the barren mountain in the west.
There were two shadows in the forest, one was vertical and the other was horizontal.
"You…let go of me!"
Wu Yifan, who was possessed by the yellow weasel, was dragged to the ground and struggled to get up.
However, he realized that no matter how he moved, the palm on his neck did not move at all, as if it was a fake hand.
Wu Lang looked down at the grief-stricken Wu Yifan and shook his head slightly.
He placed the photo frame in his left hand into the black robe, took out a yellow paper from the black robe, and threw it into the sky.
With a flick of his wrist, the cinnabar pen appeared in his hand once again.
Although the yellow paper was slowly falling, it did not appear to be drifting at all.
He raised his brush and began to draw on it, muttering,"Heavenly Lord of Numinous Treasure, comfort your body. The soul of the disciple, the five internal organs are dark. Green Dragon, White Tiger…"
After drawing the talisman, Wu Lang's voice stopped.
Looking at the talisman paper that had just landed on his chest, Wu Lang flicked his wrist and put away the cinnabar brush.
He slowly pinched the top of the talisman and gently placed it on the back of Wu Yifan's head.
" Ahhhhh!!!!"
Accompanied by Wu Yifan's scream, Wu Lang gently let go of his right hand that was still strangling his neck.
Wu Lang sighed as he looked at Wu Yifan who was struggling on the ground.
This stupid yellow weasel…
I clearly used the gentlest method to bring you over.
You, on the other hand, wanted to break free from my right hand countless times along the way.
Now, your wish has been fulfilled.
He kicked Wu Yifan, who was still rolling on the ground, and said calmly,"I've satisfied you. Let's continue walking."
"It hurts! It hurt! Quickly take it off! Keep choking me!"
The yellow weasel stood up from the ground with difficulty, grabbing Wu Lang's hand and placing it on his neck.
It wasn't that he didn't try to tear off the talisman paper at the back of his head, but no matter how hard he tried, the talisman wouldn't fall off!
Moreover, the more he tore, the more painful it became. It was as if the back of his head was naturally connected to the back of his head.
From time to time, he felt unimaginable pain in his body, forcing him to give in.
Wu Lang frowned and sneered.
He grabbed Wu Yifan's neck and lifted him up. He reached out and tore off the talisman behind him.
Looking at Wu Yifan, who was panting heavily, he said with some disappointment,"Sigh…Why do you have to do this!"
"You…Who are you?!!”
At this moment, the yellow weasel, who had finally recovered, looked at Wu Lang above his head with a hint of shock in his eyes.
Who was this person?
Just a few casual hits and I was actually unable to resist!
I don't think I've offended such a ruthless person before, right?
"Me?"
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Mass Grave in front of him. He said indifferently,"I'm just an ordinary corpse transporter.”
When the weasel heard Wu Lang's words, he frowned slightly.
How could a mere corpse transporter beat up a Half-Step Mortal spiritual monster to the point that it could not take care of itself?
Who would believe that!
Just as he mustered up his courage and was about to raise the doubts in his heart.
Wu Lang's next sentence made him tremble.
He fell into a daze!
Wu Lang paused for a moment before slowly continuing,"However, I can let you ask for the title again!”
……
In the cave.
"Am I…dead?"
Inside the pot, Meng Meiqi slowly opened her eyes and looked around blankly.
Feeling the bone-chilling water in the pot, his consciousness gradually recovered.
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and her eyes widened.
He turned his head with difficulty to look around and found that the cave was already empty.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Meiqi collapsed weakly in the water.
Her face was filled with relief, fear, and a little…disappointment.
Luckily…he didn't die.
However, where did the black figure and the crazy Wu Yifan go?
Had Wu Yifan been taken away by that black shadow?
Who would be the one who saved me?
Meng Meiqi looked at the water in a daze, lost in thought with many questions.
Boring-Boring-
Although it was already early summer, the temperature was not very high.
In addition, the mountains would be even colder at night. At this time, water droplets formed by steam kept dripping into the pot in the cave.
Feeling her body becoming more and more stiff, Meng Meiqi had no choice but to call for help in a low voice,"Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Help!"
She didn't know how long she had been shouting. Just as Meng Meiqi was about to feel despair.
Suddenly!
A clamor came from outside the cave!
Following that, Meng Meiqi seemed to hear a heavenly voice.
"Eh? There's a cave here!"
Hearing this voice, he knew that this might be his last straw of hope.
Meng Meiqi used all her strength and shouted,""Help! Help!"
Da da--
A series of hurried footsteps could be heard as Peng Yuchang walked in quickly.
Looking at Meng Meiqi who was lying in the pot, he suddenly felt relieved.
Although he was curious about what was going on, he did not forget to inform the others.
He turned his head and shouted out of the cave,"Teacher Huang! Teacher He! Younger sister! I found Meng Meiqi!"
After shouting, she quickly walked to the pot.
He patted Meng Meiqi's shoulder and comforted her,""Don't worry, don't be nervous. It's okay! Wait for Teacher He and the others to come in, and we'll save you!”
Meng Meiqi was glad that she could still hear people talking. Her eyes reddened slightly and her nose felt a little sore.
He nodded at Peng Yuchang strenuously and looked up at the ceiling of the cave, muttering,""I also have many things to tell you…It's really too scary!”
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