Chapter 69: I'll learn from you

Is it a coincidence or

He could only recall the wound from memory, a pale crescent colour that should have been purely the scratch of a blade, unlike Chu Xun's, where five fingers pierced with a concentrated force, leaving a hideous bloody hole.

Ultimately, it is not the same.

Mo Ran was slightly relieved at the thought that although Chu Xun and Chu Wanning were very different people, there were so many similarities between them, from their looks, to the phrase "Those who have the Way are the first and the last", to the scar on their chests, the combination of coincidences was really suspicious.

But I don't know why, maybe because Chu Xun is so gentle, so different from Chu Wanning's violent and uncontrollable nature, or maybe because Chu Xun is a man with a wife and children, so if Chu Xun is the reincarnation of Chu Wanning, or if he is Chu Wanning, Mo Ran feels that he would not be able to bear it and would break down.

Fortunately, this is not the case.

It goes without saying that the city of Lin'an, deprived of Chu Xun's protection, would be in for a disaster.

Of course, the Ghost King did not keep his promise, and after nightfall, blood rained down on the earth and sky. The moat was red with blood, and the hissing and roaring of the unhinged living rang through the night.

The city is full of wandering walkers, gorging on fresh blood sausages and chewing on brains.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning take refuge in a crumbling cottage whose owner is long dead and whose furniture and utensils are covered in a thick layer of dust.

Mo Ran closed the door and sealed it tightly on all sides, leaving only a small window in the kitchen to peek outside.

There were occasional shrill screams from outside, and the ominous sound of swallowing and chewing.

Mo Ran carried Chu Wanning to a small woodpile in the corner and stroked his head, "According to what the eighteenth girl said, we can leave after defeating the Ghost King. So you stay here and don't move."

Chu Wanning looked up abruptly at his words, "You're going out."

"Not now, I'll go out when the ghost king shows up."

"But it's dangerous out there. The Void Realm has materialised, how can you resist it with your strength alone"

"Then I can't take a little kid to a fight."

Chu Wanning shook his head, "I'm going with you."

"Hahahaha, senior brother is so cute, but you're still young, going out with me will hold me back. When you're a bit older, I won't stop you from stepping out when you encounter such things, but this time you have to listen to senior brother first."

"I won't hold you back."

"That's what a dragger would say." Mo Ran said, "Just be a good boy and stop messing around, okay?"

""

Relieved that Chu Wanning has finally stopped talking, Mo Ran looks out through the ribbed wooden window with a slightly relieved expression.

Why had the virtual realm that was meant to be a trial suddenly materialised? In his last life, there were countless people who wanted him dead, but in this life he hadn't offended anyone, so when he thought about it, the only person who could have killed him was the fake Gouchen he had met at the Lake of Golden City.

But who was the original Gouchen that was so skilled in the game of Zhenlong, and why hadn't he made a name for himself in his previous life?

Could it be that he is not the only one who has been reborn in this world?

The thought made him shudder steeply, even as his eyes glazed over.

After his rebirth, he just wanted to bury the past, and if there was a second reincarnation, then I'm afraid things would be tricky.

His frown deepened, but then he heard Chu Wanning say again, "Mo Ran, I..."

"What's wrong?"

After weighing the pros and cons, Chu Wanning decided to simply tell him the truth.

"Listen to me, I can actually help you, I am"

But when Mo Ran heard "I can help you", he thought that his little brother was trying to struggle with himself some more, so he interrupted him and said, "Alright, alright, if I say I won't let you go out, I won't let you go out. Just stop trying to be brave and do as you're told."

"No, you listen to me."

Mo Ran was distracted, so he said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

""

Seeing Chu Wanning's ugly face, Mo Ran felt that his tone was a bit off, so he poked his finger between his eyebrows and smiled again, "You are so young, why are you so bitter and hateful, and you don't like to listen to your elders. Let me tell you, since you call me senior, and we are from the same school, I have to protect you in such a dangerous situation, do you understand?"

Chu Wanning closed his eyes and whispered, "Understood."

"Good to understand, then you"

"But I'm worried about you."

Mo Ran froze, and the tips of his fingers that were hanging on his forehead seemed to tremble slightly, and he was unable to speak for a moment. In his two lifetimes, he had never heard the words "I am worried about you" uttered. Even though Shi Mei had treated him gently, she had never expressed her concern for him in such a straightforward manner.

He looked at the tiny child on the woodpile in front of him with a mixture of emotions.

After a long moment, his eyes grew soft, then he poked Chu Wanning's fingertips and brushed them gently upwards, landing on the top of the other man's soft hair and rubbing it.

"Don't worry, brother promises you that he will return alive and well."

" Mo Ran, can you hear me out first"

Mo Ran guffawed, "Okay, what are you going to say"

"Actually, I am."

"There was a bang and the door was slammed open.

A cloaked man came screaming in, covered in blood, one thigh already torn to bits, followed by a horde of corpses drawn in by the smell of blood.

The man stumbled into the room on his rotten leg, grabbed whatever he could grab and threw it at the snarling zombie, shouting as he did so, "Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Mo Ran cursed and stopped Chu Wanning behind him, and with a red light in his hand, he summoned the demon in front of him and half turned his face to say.

"Master, hide, don't come over."

As he said this, he took his vines and fought the corpses that had broken into the house. Although similar to Tin Man, Chu Wanning's moves had not been fully taught to Mo Ran, whose weapon in his previous life was a sword, and he was uncomfortable with soft weapons.

As the ghosts were dancing in confusion, they heard the sound of a child behind them, saying crisply and coldly, "Strike three times around the wrist on the left, then rise up in the air and fling yourself out around the back."

Mo Ran didn't have time to think about it, so he followed his instructions and struck the zombie on the left with a willow vine. But since my younger brother had said so, there was no harm in giving it a try, so I struck the vampire twice more, and then rose up, back down, rolled over and threw the vine whip behind me.

Brush

It was not too early or too late, just in time for the next wave of corpses to arrive. The ghosts, having built up their strength three times, burst into a blaze of red flame, and lunged at them.

Mo Ran, stunned and slightly surprised, glanced at his youngest brother who was sitting coldly on the woodpile.

This guy can do it.

"What's next?" Mo Ran said with gusto.

Chu Wanning was expressionless: "Next take your left hand and tap the right hem of your shirt."

"Ohhhh, this way is high and deep, what is the move"

Chu Wanning said lightly, "It's nothing profound, you just got so carried away with your swing that your sleeve got burned by the weapon."

Mo Ran let out an "ah" and looked down to see that this was indeed the case, and hurriedly put out the fire that the devil had stirred up. The man was so thick-skinned that he was not embarrassed at all, but looked up with a smile and said, "My brother is very good, I like it."

Chu Wanning coughs softly and silently turns his face away from the grey wall, the roots of his ears a little thinly red.

At this point there were only six still-active zombies left in the room, and Chu Wanning, unwilling to look at Mo Ran any longer, kept his head twisted and directed at the wall, "Relax your wrists, swing the vine willow towards the top of the sky, spin six times to build up strength, and then slash."

Mo Ran did as he was told, but when he reached the fifth turn, he suddenly remembered, "How do you chop a word?"

"You can chop it how you like with your sword on weekdays."

"Ah, so that's how it is" Mo Ran suddenly realized and swung down with a blaze of fire, the soft vines seemed to be instantly quenched into indestructible long knives, slicing the six zombies with a single blow.

"Wow."

This time, Mo Ran's eyes were wide open.

"Where did you learn how I feel that you use the vine whip, are going to be as pure as my master no, maybe you are even better than him, you taught me all this, he never told me."

""

Mo Ran smiled brightly, "Good, good, good, good.

Chu Wanning glared at him, "If you think Elder Yu Heng is giving you looks, why don't you think I'm giving you looks."

Mo Ran put away the vine whip, blocked the door again, and dragged a table to block the entrance, laughing: "You give me face, but that is also good for me. We have been through thick and thin together. I remember how well you have treated me and I will treat you like my own brother. I won't be angry if you hit me twice when you're upset, not to mention the fact that you're not happy with me."

Chu Wanning grimaced, "Who wants to be your brother."

He jumped off the woodpile, not wanting to pay any more attention to Mo Ran, and went to check on the injuries of the man who had broken in.

When she looked, Chu Wanning's eyes widened slightly: "Why is it him?"

"Who is it?"

Mo Ran poked his head over and was also frozen: "That that Xiaoman "

The man lying in a pool of blood, moaning and sobbing intermittently, was Xiaoman, badly wounded. This man is really"

Mo Ran said, "Guilty as charged."

Chu Wanning gave him a look. Mo Ran snorted and suddenly felt a little weak. If he deserved it, shouldn't he be the one who deserved it the most?

Ran digressed and asked, "By the way, what did you just want to tell me about what you actually are"

Chu Wanning lowered her eyelashes, paused and whispered, "Actually, I am."

Before he could say anything, he suddenly felt the wind rising behind him, Chu Wanning was startled and turned back to meet the attack, but he was after all a child and his strength was not as strong as that of an adult.

Xiaoman struggled to get up from the pool of blood with one breath

One of his sinewy hands was jammed around Chu Wanning's neck and the other had Chu Wanning's arms cut back, his filthy face burning with the fire of madness, his whole body twisted with the desire to live, like a waxed statue, deformed by the heat of the flames.

His eyes were bloodshot and he hissed at Mo Ran, "Get me out of here."

"You let go of him."

"Get me out of here," Xiaoman cried, his eyes blazing with rage, "or I'll kill him and go."

"If you want me to save you, I'll save you. What are you doing messing with a little kid? Let him go first."

"If you say another word I'll kill him now anyway I've done all the bad things I've done and I'm not missing this one are you leaving or not"

Chu Wanning was unable to make a sound as he choked her, and her pretty face turned red. Mo Ran was anxious. Although he could kill Xiaoman with a single blow at this moment, in this virtual realm, in case Xiaoman really became furious, he might have seriously injured his junior brother before he could kill him.

Mo Ran said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, take it easy, let go of some of your hands for a while, I'll"

Before the words were out of his mouth, blood splattered everywhere