Chapter 61: Falling "I'll go back and settle the score with you when you're better!"...
It seemed as if something was interfering with them, or perhaps the action she triggered was incorrect? They hadn't entered her territory as Zhao Chaoan had said.
Ying Bu Ran fell from a high altitude in the ghost world holding Qian Qiu Xin in one hand, and in the middle he did not forget to use ghost energy to form a "barrier" for Qian Qiu Xin to prevent ghost energy from entering her body.
Looking down, the river below looks so familiar - it's the Forgotten River!
Ying Bu Ran could even see hands reaching out from the river, welcoming them to fall into the river.
No, we have to find a way quickly. How can we move to the shore?
Ying Bu Ran tried to mobilize her spiritual power or ghost energy, but unfortunately, the power to protect Qian Qiuxin was her last strength.
She tried to use her strength to create a "slope" to guide the two to slide to another place, or to launch an attack to cause the reaction force to make them deviate from their course, but both attempts ended in failure.
Fortunately, I don’t know if it was because they happened to row here or because they noticed them rowing over, but a boat soon appeared below, and there was a person standing on the boat, seemingly looking up.
The boat was right below them. Ying Buyan breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered this. However, the pain that she had previously ignored due to nervousness suddenly came back to her. She broke out in a cold sweat and felt tired at the same time. However, the pain made her very awake.
This feeling was very uncomfortable. Every nerve seemed to be clamoring at her to feel uncomfortable. Because of the lack of strength, it seemed that maintaining her physical form was becoming difficult, and her head was a little confused.
This was terrible. Ying Bu Ran closed his eyes, waiting for the pain of the fall to hit him, but it didn't. Instead, the pain in his broken arm began to ease, as if it had been healed.
At the same time, her arms felt empty, and she heard Qian Qiuxin's scream. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was being held horizontally by someone. It was this person who pulled Qian Qiuxin to the other side and asked her to sit down.
They were rescued by the ferryman.
Ying Bu Ran sent it all down in one breath, moved his gaze away from Qian Qiu Xin, looked upwards, and happened to see the ferryman's face hidden in the shadows. He was stunned at that moment.
She had seen her in the portrait in her mother's room, her...other mother.
She opened her mouth, but was so surprised that she couldn't utter a single word. The ferryman gently shook his head, signaling her not to speak, and continued to relieve the pain and overflowing strength in Ying Bu Ran's arm.
Only when she was sure that the power in Ying Bu Ran's body would not dissipate through the gap did she let go of her hand and helped Ying Bu Ran sit up.
"You..." Ying Bu Ran sat up, covering his wound, still staring at the ferryman in a daze.
The ferryman shook his head slightly, pointed to his mouth, and shook his head again.
She can't speak now.
Ying Bu Ran nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment. The ferryman didn't care. He touched her head and took out a piece of paper and wrote three words:
Lin holds bamboo.
Ying Bu Ran loosened her hand and took the paper with almost trembling hands. This was the name of her other mother. It turned out that they had seen it before.
Her eyes were a little wet. She heard Lin Xianzhu sigh softly, and then hugged her tightly, carefully avoiding the wound. Ying Bu Ran also hugged her with his only remaining hand.
"Ahem, excuse me, I want to take these two...people away." A voice came from the shore, and the boat happened to dock.
The mother and daughter quickly separated and looked towards the shore. It was a woman Ying Bu Ran had never seen before, but her imposing presence was definitely not inferior to Zhao Chaoan's.
Either it is the King of Ghosts or the King of Hell.
Seeing Ying Bu Ran looking over, the woman nodded and introduced herself, "I am the King of Hell."
The King of Hell? Why would the King of Hell come looking for them? Ying Bu Ran and Qian Qiu Xin exchanged a glance, both of them stunned, feeling at a loss.
The King of Hell did not explain. He stood on the shore with his arms folded across his chest, waiting, as if he would not leave until she came.
Lin Xianzhu pulled at the corner of Ying Bu Ran's clothes, nodded slightly, pointed at her broken arm, and then pointed at Yan Wang, motioning her to follow.
Out of trust in her mother and the feeling that she could not escape being watched by the King of Hell, she still followed him obediently with Qian Qiuxin.
Before leaving, Lin Xianzhu held Ying Bu Ran, hugged her, patted her shoulder, and then waved goodbye to her.
On the way to the King of Hell's Palace, it seemed that he felt that the two were walking too slowly, so he simply stopped and grabbed them, holding one on each side, and moved forward quickly.
After arriving at the Hall of Yama, he threw the craftsman onto the chair, sat back on the high seat in the Hall of Yama, and looked at them with his chin in his hand.
Qian Qiuxin helped Ying Bu Ran sit on her seat and looked at her worriedly. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Ying Bu Ran looked a little unreal.
Qianqiu was so anxious that she almost jumped up, but neither Ying Bu Ran nor Yan Wang seemed to be in a hurry: "Sister, are you really okay?"
Ying Bu Ran shook his head, still feeling weak, but he raised his hand to rub Qian Qiuxin's head and comforted her, "It's okay, I'll be fine after a while."
The Yama Palace was filled with dense ghost energy, and she could absorb it now. However, in order to avoid imbalance of power, she had to transform part of it after absorbing it, so the progress was a little slower.
Although Ying Bu Ran explained, Qian Qiuxin was still very worried, mainly because Ying Bu Ran's condition was not very good.
It’s really too messy!
Seeing that Renjie was about to cry and the barrier on his body seemed to be showing signs of breaking again, Yan Wang sighed and waved his hand. The power from Ying Bu Ran in Qianqiuxin's body returned to Ying Bu Ran. At the same time, his own power gathered around her, replacing the original power to continue protecting her.
As for Ying Bu Ran, she could feel that the power in this girl's body was maintaining a balance. If she acted rashly, it might break the balance and make her situation worse, so she did nothing.
After Ying Bu Ran's body solidified a little, she asked, "Why are you here?"
"Ahem, we caused some damage in Liuyun Sect before, and it was difficult to get away for a while, so we could only temporarily use the ghost world to escape. Don't worry, she didn't see the entrance." Ying Bu Ran coughed a few more times, still very weak.
Yan Wang nodded, then frowned slightly as she looked at them. She knew Liuyun Sect, the sect that had been holding the celestial sacrifice.
She didn't care much about what was happening over there, as the contract stated that she couldn't interfere in matters outside the ghost world.
But these two people...
"How did you get here? Who opened the door for you? Even the King of Ghosts doesn't have this authority." The King of Hell frowned and asked, as if he wanted this authority from her.
Ying Bu Ran blinked, tilted his head, and asked, "The Ghost King doesn't have it? That's what she wanted. In that case, shouldn't it be Zhao Qingxun that you gave her?"
Yan Wang scratched his head, and vague memories returned: "Oh, it seems so? Never mind, you are here anyway, it doesn't matter. Can you leave on your own?"
Ying Bu Ran nodded: "We will leave through the crack."
"Oh, then you guys go. Don't make such a big noise next time. Generally speaking, you wouldn't make such a big noise, right? What did you do?" The King of Hell glanced at Ying Bu Ran with a slightly scrutinizing look.
Ying Bu Ran covered the wound and took a breath. Now he began to feel the pain again. He was afraid that he needed to heal his body first before he could grow a new arm.
After thinking for a moment, Ying Bu Ran replied briefly, "Nothing much. I just opened the 'door' after detonating the power. Maybe it was affected by the aftermath?"
"...Maybe." Yan Wang shrugged, slumped in his seat, and waved his hand. She seemed to have forgotten something? What was it?
Ying Bu Ran slowed down for a moment, and when she felt she could move again, she nodded to Qian Qiuxin. Qian Qiuxin helped her stand up, and they walked towards the door.
Just as he stood up, he saw the door of Yama Palace being kicked open. "Hey old man, I found something incredible... Ah Ran? Why are you here? Wait, what happened to your hand?"
Zhao Chaoan's face turned pale. He quickly stepped forward to hold Ying Bu Ran's shoulders, then loosened his hand. He tremblingly wanted to check her wound, but did not dare to touch it.
Ying Bu Ran turned away with a guilty look on his face, touched his nose with his good hand, and whispered, "Something unexpected happened. I wanted to destroy the center of the formation, but I can't do it with my strength, so I had to resort to this risky move."
"But the result was good. I destroyed both formation centers. It will be difficult for them to perform another heavenly sacrifice later."
Ying Bu Ran finished speaking in a low voice and secretly glanced at Zhao Chaoan. Zhao Chaoan's face was still very dark and gloomy as if water could drip out. It was the first time she saw Zhao Chaoan like this.
Oh Mo feels like it’s over when I go back.
"I really had no choice, really..." Ying Bu Ran defended himself in a low voice, his voice getting smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible, and he felt very scared.
Zhao Chaoan was angry. This was the first time he was angry with himself.
Zhao Chaoan took a deep breath, glared at Ying Bu Ran fiercely, and hugged her distressedly. His tone softened a bit, but still contained anger: "I'll settle the score with you when you get better!"
"Oh! I remembered what I forgot!" The King of Hell clapped his hands suddenly, scaring several people.
She acted as if she didn't feel anything and walked in front of a few people. Seeing her coming, Zhao Chaoan subconsciously hugged Ying Bu Ran tightly.
Yan Wang glanced at her and said, "Since you're right here, just watch over her while I help her gather her arms. I was worried that something might go wrong if I acted rashly, so it's better to have someone to help."
She placed her hand on Ying Bu Ran's severed arm, and a surge of ghostly energy gathered, surging towards the wound. Ying Bu Ran's face immediately turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, diligently practicing his technique to transform the power from the King of Hell.
Zhao Chaoan followed suit and used her own strength to protect Ying Bu Ran's meridians. The ghost energy blended with her power, helping her to quickly transform the power. She could feel Ying Bu Ran trembling in her arms.
She glared at the King of Hell in dissatisfaction: "Can you be gentler and not be so impatient!"
"...Tsk, so delicate." Yan Wang rolled his eyes. It was good enough that she could help. If it wasn't for Lin Xianzhu's sake, she wouldn't help.
But I still slowed down my strength. It looked so lively, but why did it feel more fragile than expected?
When her arm was fully condensed, Ying Bu Ran almost fainted. Zhao Chaoan let her lean on his arms, and only when he felt the power in her body begin to regain balance did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing that it was over, the King of Hell asked, "By the way, what were you trying to say just now?"
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