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44 The Blue Cloud Temple of Mount Longhu

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Looking at Ye Wan Yun holding the Flowing Cloud sword and standing on the Pingyuan Peak.

Tang Mu floated close.

Ye Wan Yun subconsciously kept the Flowing Cloud sword.

She was a little nervous.

Ever since the two of them had their first time, every time Ye Wan Yun saw Tang Mu, her heart would beat faster and memories of the past by the stream would always appear in her mind.

Ye Wan Yun's face unconsciously darkened with shyness.

Perhaps in front of others, she could still pretend to be arrogant, but in front of Tang Mu, the deepest and softest side of her heart was revealed without reservation.

Perhaps she had unknowingly fallen in love with this ghost.

"Thank... Thank... "You…" Ye Wan Yun saw Tang Mu approaching and her red lips moved.

When she raised her head and looked at Tang Mu's face, she saw that Tang Mu was also looking at her. She quickly lowered her head shyly.

Tang Mu stretched out his hand and lifted Ye Wan Yun's forehead, her hair that was messy with the wind.

She had a delicate face and a shy gaze.

Their eyes met.

Time seemed to be fixed at this moment.

On second thought.

Tang Mu's deep eyes coldly looked towards the northwest of Pingyuan Peak." Qishan!

"You... Where are you going?" Seeing Tang Mu turn around and leave, Ye Wan Yun chased after him a few steps and could not suppress the desire to follow him in her heart as she called out and asked with concern.

"Kill the Ghost King!" Tang Mu's figure left in the distance, leaving behind these words in the air.

It was as if there was another meaning to this sentence: How dare you touch my woman! The Ghost King must die!

When Ye Wan Yun heard these three words, her heart warmed and it was as if a feeling of being touched flowed into her heart.

Since young, the reason why Ye Wan Yun was so strong was not because she desired to have enough ability to protect herself. To put it bluntly, it was because she desired a sense of security.

Now that Tang Mu had appeared, it seemed like he could take off his strong armor. It felt good to have someone who remembered him and wanted to protect him.

So what if he was a ghost?

Ye Wan Yun smiled knowingly at the ghostly figure that disappeared into the horizon," I will wait for you here!”

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At the foot of Pingyuan Peak.

Over 600 disciples of the Clear Sky Temple arrived at their destination after traveling a hundred miles.

Ling Yunzi looked up with a dumbfounded expression.

The huge dark clouds were clearly coming in this direction.

Why did he suddenly disappear?

Where did the thousands of ghost soldiers go?

Ling Yunzi's expression was ugly. Could it be that he had made a wasted trip?

Just as Ling Yunzi was in a dilemma.

When the disciples of the Clear Sky Temple saw the Sect Leader's expression suddenly turn ugly and he was so conflicted, they thought that this group of Yin soldiers was too powerful and the Sect Leader was worried about the safety of the disciples.

In an instant, the disciples of the Clear Sky Temple displayed their fearless spirit.

"Master, just tell us where the ghost soldiers are. We won't embarrass Mount Longhu. Today, we Taoist disciples will fight with them to the death. We will defend the righteous path with our lives!”

"That's right, Master. We must not let these evils harm the human world! We are not afraid of death!"

"Yes! It is the duty of our Dao Sect disciples to eliminate demons and protect the Dao.”

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The disciples of the Blue Cloud Temple of Mount Longhu were all passionate and excited.

He shouted to kill and swore to eliminate the demons and protect the Dao!

But at this critical moment, how could they get rid of the ghost soldiers? They were all eaten by Tang Mu's five-clawed evil dragon.

At this moment, Ling Yunzi was riding a tiger and could not get off. He did not expect that the disciples of the Clear Sky Temple would actually be so enthusiastic about subduing demons and devils. It could be said to be unprecedented.

If he were to pour cold water on them at this juncture and say that the ghost soldiers had disappeared, it would inevitably chill the hearts of the disciples.

Moreover, it might backfire and make the disciples mistakenly think that he, the sect master, was afraid to bring them to eliminate the demons and devils, so they said that the ghost soldiers were gone and returned home.

In addition, Ling Yunzi was also unwilling. It was not easy to bring such a large group of people out, but they did not even see a ghost. It was too embarrassing to go back.

"Search the mountain. It might be the ghost soldiers hiding in the forest.”Ling Yunzi ordered.

More than 600 disciples of the Green Cloud Temple of Mount Longhu were eager to give it a try. They drew their swords and rushed into the Pingyuan Peak to search the mountain.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

Thirty minutes passed.

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An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

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He almost overturned the mountain, but he didn't see any ghost soldiers.

As the sect leader, Ling Yunzi was instantly embarrassed. In the end, he had no choice but to return to Mount Longhu.

After traveling for over a hundred miles, rushing to Pingyuan Peak, and searching the mountain for a day, he didn't even see a ghost, let alone a ghost soldier.

On the way back to Mount Longhu.

More than 600 disciples complained.

"What kind of sh * t ghost soldiers are they? I didn't even see a hair on them.”

"Do you think our sect leader is playing us like monkeys?”

"I see! It's just that our sect leader is old and useless. I reckon that looking at a few dark clouds in the sky and saying that there are ghost soldiers, isn't that nonsense!”

"Who knows? Maybe he's stupid and deliberately playing with us.”

"I think the sect master is not good. Recently, he seems to be walking unsteadily.”

"If you can't even walk properly, that's a lie!”

"No wonder, Sect Master has been using a lot of paper recently.”

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"Cough cough ~" Liu Shaoyun coughed a few times when he saw his junior brothers talking too much.

He saw Ling Yunzi behind him, his face as green as a bitter gourd. His lungs were about to explode. How could the sect master still have any face left!

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