Chapter 93: Who dares to touch the Master of this Throne

The living soul of Chu Wanning, who is now walking through the boundary.

Everywhere they passed, ghosts and ghouls roamed the streets. But the strange thing was that each of the bloody bodies had had their hearts ripped out before they died, their chest cavities empty, or with pieces of flesh and blood hanging out, and in some cases, white ribs could be seen.

Chu Wanning knew something was wrong, but the defences surrounding Butterfly Town were getting weaker and weaker, so he couldn't stay any longer and quickly made his way to the Chen family home.

When they arrived outside the house, they saw a half-high furnace in each of the four directions, southeast and northwest. Each of the four cauldrons was emitting a thickening smoke. But the smoke was not pure white, but four colours: red, blue, brown and gold.

The fire was built under the pot and filled with blood, yet a closer look revealed a mass of red flesh crammed beneath the tumbling blood.

The Heart of Man

The four cauldrons, each filled to the brim with the lost hearts of the town's dead

"Gathering sand into a tower"

Chu Wanning mumbles.

He suddenly understood why he and Mo Ran had been searching for days, but had not seen the mystery man continue to pursue the essence of the spirit body, that he could do this.

The so-called "gathering of sand to form a tower" means digging out hearts of the same attribute and piling hundreds of them together.

But why Butterfly Town?

Why is it Luo Xianxian?

In the hall of the Chen family's courtyard, where the tables and chairs had fallen down, both the clerk and Mrs Old Chen had hanged themselves from the beams, their hearts having been pulled out, but not the bodies of the townspeople outside, which had been torn to ribbons by some powerful force from the waist down.

After a quick look around the hall, Luo Xianxian was nowhere to be seen, but further into the ancestral courtyard, a bowl of mush was placed in front of each of the ancestral tablets of the Chen family. On closer inspection, there were half an eye and a finger mixed in with the mush.

Chu Wanning looked disgusted and was about to leave when suddenly he heard a clear, crisp laugh from overhead.

Glancing up, white paper lanterns flutter and extinguished candle flames light up in turn.

Luo Xianxian, sitting on a beam, with her small, bare, white feet, wearing a large red wedding dress, is swaying while looking askance at Chu Wanning.

"Oops, found me."

She laughed delicately, and though she looked as she remembered, between her eyebrows she was a very different person from the shy, coy spirit of the dead that Chu Wanning had seen then. She was arrogant and fiery, her eyes still round and rolled, but glowing with a demonic blood.

Luo Xianxian, demonized.

There is only one chance to interrogate a ghost. Chu Wanning had already interrogated her with a Heavenly Question when he came to Butterfly Town to interrogate her, and this method cannot be used a second time. The only way to do so is to suppress the demonic nature within her soul and bring her back to her true heart before interrogating her.

Chu Wanning said, "Luo Xianxian, why are you here?"

But he has already formed a secret formation in his sleeve, ready to strike.

"Pfft." The petite, delicate girl said crisply, "I'm happy, it's none of your business."

Chu Wanning shook his head, his brow furrowing deeper, a mark between his brows as if carved.

"That's Chen Bohuan's brother in the bowl."

"Oh, you mean him." Luo Xianxian said with full concern, "It's the one in the left column, the one on the right, which I chopped up with that little bitch named Yao."

""

"Who wants her to steal a husband from me, just because she's the daughter of a magistrate? She should be chopped to pieces."

Luo Xianxian has lost all his wits and his temperament is very different from what it was before.

When Chu Wanning heard that Chen Yao's body had also been split up, his heart grew colder and he asked in a deep voice, "What about Chen family's little sister?"

"She treats me well, I don't thin her."

Luo Xianxian said, smiling, his lips as delicate and luscious as if they had just been stained with blood.

She touched her belly and said with a charm.

"So here she is."

"I'll eat her in. So that my little sister will not be bullied when she is with me."

"You're really mad."

Before the words were out of his mouth, the flame of lightning rose in his hand, and the room was instantly illuminated with a golden sharpness. Chu Wanning leapt up and slapped a spell on Luo Xianxian's forehead as she shrieked.

The Lich bellowed

Chu Wanning was quick, and in a matter of moments, he sliced ten golden chains to bind Luo Xianxian.

The tips of his long, cold, white fingers nudged her brow. The light in his eyes flashed like blazing lightning, and his face was gloomy and cold, sinking like a thundercloud.

The thin aqua lips flicked open and the spell was recited silently.

Luo Xianxian's eyes bulged, his mouth drooled, and his face, which was originally very beautiful, became hideously distorted in the chanting: "Shut up, let go of me! What's wrong with me paying in blood?"

Chu Wanning ignored it, a pair of cool eyes dropping, the light at his fingertips intensifying.

"Ah" Luo Xianxian wailed hysterically, "let go of me let go of me my head hurts I can't take it anymore"

She screamed miserably, then suddenly her shouting stopped, her eyes filled with blood and the corners of her mouth curved up in a ghostly manner.

Two sly, soft laughter shakes off.

"You were expecting me to shout that, weren't you, Your Mightiness?"

""

Chu Wanning's eyes suddenly widened and he swept out of the room almost as quickly as he had closed his hand.

The white shadow is swift, dodging Luo Xianxian's soul-shattering palm and floating under the corridor as the white silk flutters.

Luo Xianxian slowly straightens up, the feigned pain is gone, she is not affected by Chu Wanning's purification spell at all, but has more spiritual power than before

"Even with a mere spell of purification, you want to hurt me."

Luo Xianxian sneers.

"I have devoured the Qi of a thousand living people in this town, and the refinement of my mortal body is only on the last night. By then I will be able to save Chen Lang from hell, and we will fly together, far away from the red earth. How can I possibly lose all my work and ruin it at the hands of a Taoist priest like you?"

She has lost her nature and her only wish is to be with Chen Bohuan forever.

Chu Wanning's heart stirred and he asked in a deep voice, "Who told you that this would refine the body of a mortal?"

"What's it to you?"

Chu Wanning said coldly, "This person is a nonsense. Your original body has already been destroyed in ashes, so if you want to rebuild your mortal body again, you must enter reincarnation. There is no such thing as being reborn by drawing on the breath of thousands of living people. He tricked you into slaughtering everyone in the town just to gather the hearts so that you could gather them into spiritual energy to do what you want to do."

"" Luo Xianxian's eyes suddenly widened, "No way he wouldn't lie to me."

"Who is he?"

"He is," Luo Xianxian hissed in a long, shrill voice, clutching his head and shouting, "I don't know, I don't know, I want to live, I don't want to die.

The red silk is so cold, the ghost whistles and extends her claws towards Chu Wanning

At the same time, an ominous thunderclap came from the sky. Chu Wanning dodged Luo Xianxian's attack and glanced up to see that the imperial boundary had been torn open by Butterfly Town's fierce fury, and the breath of the living came in from outside, and zombies roared in all directions.

The knot is about to break.

It's too late

If Luo Xianxian's consciousness cannot be brought back, the only option is to kill him here.

Then all leads are broken

Outside the imperial boundary, Li Wuxin looked at the horrific gaping hole in the sky and shouted at Xue Zhengyong, "Don't you mend it yet?

"Wait a little longer." Xue Zhengyong's face didn't look good either, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, "Don't mend it, Yu Heng is still in there. Wait a little longer."

Li Wuxin cursed and saw that the boundary was like a broken chicken egg, his heart was pounding, so he said angrily, "If the boundary is destroyed later, there will be a vicious fight and bloodshed, I'll see how you can explain to the whole Xianxia sector. "Have you sent the letter of introduction? When will the other eight factions arrive?"

The disciple in charge of the message was sweating profusely, "The eight great sects all said that this was an important matter and they needed to report to their respective Sect Leaders first. Only after the elders of the sect have deliberated and made a public decision can they come to quell the chaos."

"" Li Wuxin's face became even darker than the bottom of a pot, "Confucianism School This Nangong immortal elder has always been astonishingly vigorous, how could he also be so motherly"

"The disciple was at a loss for words when he suddenly saw a flash of the spirit talisman and was overjoyed when he read it, saying, "The Confucianism School has come. "

As expected, before the end of the day, a layer of green clouds suddenly came rolling in the sky, and when they got closer, it was not a cloud, but a black press of thousands of people, each with a green and blue crane banner, as neat and tidy as a formation of breaking geese, coming with swords.

The two leaders are Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi.

Nangong Si rides his demon wolf, Nao Baijin, with a jade bow on his arm and an arrow pouch on his back, with the arrogance of a young man written all over his face.

Ye Wangxi is still dressed in black, wrapped in a shawl embroidered with the Confucianism School's cranes, and his eyebrows are seven parts handsome and three parts beautiful.

"What's going on here?"

Nangong Si exploded at the sight of the ramshackle Imperial Guard boundary, his sparking eyes darting around the crowd and skimming right past the group at the top of Lower Fairy World's dead and alive. He landed on the only person worthy of talking to, the owner of Jade Lake Villa.

" Li Wuxin This boundary is cracked like this, you guys are standing around, don't you know how to mend it"

Although Li Wuxin is far older than Nangong Si, he is the only son of the head of the greatest sect in the world, and even though his face is red from the lecture, he is holding back a smile.

" Nangong young master, you don't know, it's Xue's intention not to make up the boundary"

In a word, the hot potato was thrown to Xue Zhengyong.

"The Top of Death and Life"

Nangong Si looked at Xue Zhengyong for a moment and grunted, not sure if it was a sneer or something else.

And then he waved his hand and said to his own followers, "Go and mend this fucking pot, you're so nosy, you think it's a big deal."

Ye Wangxi tried to stop him: " young master "

Nangong Si does not look at him at all, and strangely enough, Song Qiutong is here too. But instead of standing beside Ye Wangxi, she stood to Nangong Si's right and left, her face still covered by a white veil, her eyes downcast and submissive.

The disciples of the School of Confucianism acted without delay and only at the behest of their sect leader. Nangong Si's wild-horse-bred followers, in particular, did not listen to any explanations, and they all went forward to form a seal.

"Stop it."

Xue Zhengyong Fang had just interrupted four or five people's moves, but when he turned around, he saw that another disciple had already formed a Seal of Mending, and a blue light struck towards the crack in the boundary.

Xue Zhengyong, abashed, cried out, " Yu Heng "

"There was a bang and a splash of fire.

In the nick of time, a blood-red thunderbolt suddenly struck down and cut off the seal of repair in front of the crack

When the crowd looked up, they saw a young man standing in the air with a willow vine, guarding the position of the boundary. The young man's eyebrows were originally very bright and gentle, as if he had been born with warmth, but now his gaze was stern, his eyes like torches, and the willow vine in his hand was overflowing with blood, each leaf splashed with fire.

Mo Ran pressed his eyebrows extremely low, in the air, and said morosely, "I fucking told you, no one is allowed to touch this boundary. Are you newcomers deaf? You don't understand human speech."

He hated Chu Wanning, but that was a personal grudge between the two of them.

In his past and present lives, Mo Ran will kill anyone who touches a hair on Chu Wanning's head, except himself.

He had said that those he hated could only be killed, destroyed and bullied by him.

In his rage, he could not help but reveal some of the violence of his previous life, and his entire popularity was not the usual cheeky, playful, dog-playing dude.

Even Xue Zhengyong, Xue Meng and even Shi Mei, not to mention the people of the Confucianism School, were stunned when they saw Mo Ran like this.