Chapter 75: I am illiterate, hold my tongue if I don't like it

The crowd stared at the ghosts, and then at the red willow vine around the dead Feathermen's necks, and became more and more agitated.

"It's that you look exactly like you did when you got 18 killed."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Kill him."

Feathermen seemed to have a headache from all the noise and she held her forehead and said in a cold voice: " Mo Weiyu, I ask you for the last time, did you kill the person or not".

"No."

"Good." Feathermen nodded, and Mo Ran, who had thought she was going to let her go, was relieved and ready to thank her for her understanding. The next moment, however, the Feathermen raised their hands, saying coldly.

"This man has done much evil and still wants to defend himself, arrest him."

When Shi Mei came out of the house, washed and dressed, she saw Mo Ran confined by a dozen high-ranking Feathermen with spells, and someone was wrapping binding ropes around his wrists.

"What are you doing here?"

Shi Mei lost her colour and ran to Mo Ran: "What's wrong?"

No one answered him, but the dead bodies floating in the peach grove told him exactly what was happening. Shi Mei drew a cold breath and took a step back, right into Mo Ran's chest.

" Mo Ran "

"Don't be anxious, calm down." Mo Ran, staring at the Feathermen, lowered his voice and said to Shi Mei, "Go and invite Uncle and Elder Xuan Ji."

The Feathermen might not be able to keep their heads, and if the Feathermen were to tear him apart, he would have no chance of winning with his current strength, so he had to bring Xue Zhengyong and Xuan Ji to the rescue as soon as possible.

After Shi Mei had left, Mo Ran stood alone, his gaze blazing over the angry, twisted faces one by one.

"Bah."

Suddenly a spray of spittle flew out of the crowd and Mo Ran dodged, but the Feathermen who spat at him were close enough that he inevitably got splattered.

He turned back slowly and met a pair of crimson eyes.

"You've killed so many people, and you want to bring in help? I'll kill you now."

With that, a blaze of sunlight suddenly gathered in his palm and was hurled straight at Mo Ran

Mo Ran took a step backwards as the hot flames burned past his temples and smashed into a peach tree behind him, instantly snapping the thick trunk flush.

Boom!

The peach tree fell and the blossoms fell to the ground like wind and snow.

Mo Ran looked at the fallen tree and then turned his head to the Feathermen: "I repeat, I did not kill the man, in ten days time the Red Son Pill will be ready, if you want to seek revenge, it will not be too late then."

"Ten more days and you'll kill everyone in Peach Blossom Yard," the man snarled, "and you'll kill my sister instead," and he lunged at Mo Ran.

Mo Ran avoided his attack once more, but his eyes fell on the Feathermen, who were standing by, and had no intention of helping. Mo Ran was furious and shouted at him, "Hey old bird, why don't you take care of your people?"

""

"Shit." Mo Ran cursed as she remained still, "You want to see me burned to death if you're pretending to be deaf and dumb at this point? If I'd known you birds were incapable of knowing right from wrong, I wouldn't have come to Peach Blossom Yard and suffered for no reason."

When she heard these words, she was slightly moved, only to see her raise her sleeve and swept out with a swipe of her coat, like a coloured train, with a fierce and accurate snap.

But it smacked Mo Ran in the face.

The Feathermen, though resembling mortals in form, are still different in thought from men.

In Xianxia, the head of even a small martial arts school, not to mention the head of a clan, would not jump to conclusions before there was conclusive evidence. But the Feathermen, after all, are half beast, and still have a strong bestial nature in their bones.

She could see that the upper fairy's black hair had turned red and her roots looked like they were radiating hot air.

"Who is your master to teach such an impure disciple and keep your mouth shut?"

At her words, the other Feathermen drew in their voices, their scarlet eyes written with murderous fury as they closed in on Mo Ran.

A whoosh

An orange arrowhead made of flame breaks through the air and stabs Mo Ran right in the heart.

Mo Ran doesn't hesitate to shake off the flaming ghosts and dodge to block them, but the arrowheads are just a blindfold and as he turns to block them, a Feathermen, who has lost a loved one, throws his sword across the room and delivers it like water towards Mo Ran's back.

With arrowheads in front of him and a long sword behind him, there was no way he could have escaped.

Mo Ran knew that these Orcs had finally decided to kill him, so he crossed his heart and remembered Chu Wanning's previous move with the Heavenly Question and raised his wrist.

The blood-red willow vine is danced into a blurred shadow, forming a powerful mass of air with lightning speed, while the willow leaves on the vine instantly become sharp knives, sucking and cutting the air and objects around them.

One of Chu Wanning's tricks, "Wind"

Using the vine as a wind and leaf, he uses his spiritual energy to absorb all things around him.

Swept into the wind, all in pieces, buried in the wind, with no remnants left

"Ah," the Feathermen let out a scream, the arrowhead she had thrown earlier long since strung to pieces by the Seeing Ghost, and her longsword was violently swept in from being so close to Mo Ran.

"Before she could react, she herself was sucked to the scarlet edge of the Wind, and she hissed, "Let go of me, you madman!"

When he saw the suffering of his people, the Feathermen were furious and rose up in their red robes.

In her palm, a crystalline red crystalline form was raised and her sleeve puffed out, pouring spiritual energy into it.

A vapid fire phoenix faintly appears behind her at her call, the upper immortal's pupils are so red that they seem to be dripping blood, and her otherwise gorgeous face is even slightly distorted.

"Bastard." She hissed, "don't stop yet"

"You've summoned the phoenix's shadow, am I waiting to die if I stop now?" Mo Ran's face was reflected in the fire phoenix's huge shadow, "I'll stop if you stop first"

"You."

Feathermen The upper fairy rises slowly into mid-air.

"No."

She spoke one word at a time, her bloodshot pupils fixed on Mo Ran with a deadly stare.

"Eligibility"

"With me"

"On Demand"

As her words fell, a loud sound burst through the air, and the phoenix figure cried out in a clear, long cry, circling and swooping towards Mo Ran

"Bang."

Another roar, even more terrifying than the previous one, as if a dragon had ended its eternal dormancy and emerged from the heart of the earth.

A golden light clashed violently with the fire phoenix, sending up layers of terrifying waves of wind. Ordinary Feathermen with weak strength screamed and were tossed to the ground by the storm, some of them directly spitting blood and being repelled tens of feet away.

Lingxiao Tower, a gale of sand and wind, which instantly flattened houses and trees

When the dust and smoke cleared, a familiar, slender back shape appeared in mid-air, standing in front of Mo Ran.

"Master, Master."

The man was dressed in white like snow, his wide sleeves tumbling in the wind, and at the sound of his voice, he slightly turned his handsome face to the side, and his phoenix eyes swept over Mo Ran who was sitting on his knees.

Chu Wanning's voice is cool and deep, like the clear water in an ancient well in mid-summer.

"Are you hurt?"

Mo Ran's eyes widened and she couldn't respond for half a day, only her mouth hung open in a daze, ""

Chu Wanning looked him over, saw no visible injuries and turned to Feathermen, "Didn't you just ask him who his master was?"

He lowered his appallingly powerful spiritual energy and slowly dropped from mid-air to the ground.

He didn't even bother to say another word, only saying icily and extremely briefly, "Chu Wanning, the top of death and life, please teach your Excellency a master stroke."

"Wh... what?"

Chu Wanning furrows his brow, his eyes like sunken jade.

It seems these birds don't listen to polite words, which is just as well, as his patience is running out anyway.

"I said, his master is me." After a pause, "You hurt my pupil with my permission"

Although the Feathermen are revered as immortals, they are not yet close to being true immortals because of their noble lineage. With this blow, the phoenix shadow was shattered by Chu Wanning, and her own arm was also cut by Tian Wen. She covered the wound, thick black blood oozing out of her fingers, and her face looked very ugly.

"You, you mere mortal, how dare you be so unruly? And who gave you permission to trespass in Peach Blossom Yard?" she said in a frenzy, "You ungrateful"

"Brush."

The heavenly question came out in response to the edict and smacked her straight in the face, causing the corners of her mouth to rupture and blood to flow.

"Chu Wanning laughed coldly, smoothing out the slightly messy sleeves of his willow vine, before grabbing Mo Ran by the lapels with one hand and lifting him to his feet, without taking his eyes off the Feathermen. "Tell me, what am I that doesn't know what I'm doing?"

"How dare you, how dare you, you"

"Why wouldn't I dare." Chu Wanning gave her a faint look, "What wouldn't I dare." After a pause, he picked up Mo Ran next to him, "Listen, this one is mine and I'm taking it."

No sooner had Mo Ran recovered from the shock of Chu Wanning's sudden, heavenly arrival than he was smashed by "this one's mine".

"O Master Teacher."

"Shut the fuck up." Chu Wanning was still expressionless, but Mo Ran could clearly see the anger in his eyes, "You're not good enough to make a mess of me."

He slapped him on the back of the head and took him into the air, sweeping him up and down, and by the time Mo Ran came to his senses, he and Chu Wanning were on the outskirts of Peach Blossom Yard in the middle of nowhere.

"Master my brother is still over there."

Chu Wanning glanced at him, saw his anxious face and coldly snorted, "The one whose surname is Xia, the senior brother"

"Yes, yes, yes, he's still at Lingxiao Tower, I'm going to save him."

Chu Wanning raised his hand and interrupted him, "I have already cast a spell to send him to Xuan Ji, so don't worry."

Relieved to hear him say this, Mo Ran raised her black and white eyes to Chu Wanning: "What brings you here, Master?"

Chu Wanning had been awakened by the noise outside the house. Seeing the critical situation, he swallowed a pill given to him by Greedy Wolf and was temporarily restored to his right body. But he was not in a position to explain to Mo Ran at this moment, and said coldly, "Why can't I come?" He lifted his fingertips and gathered a golden begonia.

"The curtain reeds of the western tower are thin, and the spring breeze arrives in Qiantang overnight."

His eyelashes lowered, Chu Wanning blew gently at the budding begonias, and in an instant the bones burst into bloom and glowed with colour. Chu Wanning's long, cold, white fingertips flicked and he whispered, "Go and explore."

The begonias immediately drifted away with the wind and soon disappeared between the hills and the forest.

Mo Ran said curiously, "Master, what kind of spell is this?"

"Throwing flower magic."

"What?"

"Flower throwing." Chu Wanning looked solemn, not at all joking, "I didn't have a name, you asked me, so I took it."

Mo Ran :""

This man is too lazy to be like this

"I have been told about you by the Lord." Chu Wanning looked in the direction where the begonias were drifting away, his voice as cold as ever, "This is the work of the same person as Jincheng Lake. I'm afraid that within this Peach Blossom Yard, a Zhenlong chess game has already been laid out."

"How is this possible?" Mo Ran was shocked.

The Zhenlong Game was a spell that had reached its peak in his previous life, and Mo Ran himself had tried to detect any traces of this spell after the incident at 18, because this forbidden spell was often accompanied by bloodshed, and once it was activated, it was bound to kill someone. If the mystery man did use this forbidden technique again, there is no reason why Mo Ran would be unaware of it unless he went to the extreme.

Seeing Chu Wanning's slightly suspicious gaze, Mo Ran explained, "I mean, there are at least half-immortals in Peach Blossom Yard, so how could someone easily set up a forbidden spell inside without knowing about it?"

Chu Wanning shook his head, "At the bottom of Jin Chengchi, that mysterious man had controlled all the ancient spirit beasts, which were not as powerful as the divine beasts, but were no better than the loose immortals. Since he was able to control Jin Chengchi then, it is very likely that he will do it again now at Peach Blossom Yard."

"This way."

"Hmm."

Mo Ran looked up and smiled rather shyly, revealing deep dimples, "Master, what does it mean to be no less than a man?"

Chu Wanning :""