Chapter 237 Little Zombie's Black Moonlight Taoist Priest 35
Yue Minglei, like a wounded beast, launched a final charge towards Chonggu with the determination to die together.
The two men's fists collided violently in the air, and the shock wave of power was like thunder, making a deafening roar.
Mao Luying and Mao Xianpeng finally arrived and heard a loud "bang". Then they saw two figures falling backwards and landing heavily on the ground.
Chen Xinran subconsciously looked at Chonggu, only to see that Chonggu no longer had any breath of life, and the energy in his body began to dissipate.
Shen Xinran quickly walked to Yue Minglei's side and asked with red eyes: "Chonggu is dead, are you okay?"
But Yue Minglei fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, motionless. Shen Xinran's eyes were filled with tears, which flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto the back of Yue Minglei's hand.
Yue Minglei's fingers trembled slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, and gave Shen Xinran a weak smile, "Are you crying for me? Don't worry, I'm fine!"
After Yue Minglei finished speaking, he raised his hand to wipe Shen Xinran's tears. "Actually... I like you. Even though you're mean to me, I know you have a good heart."
Faced with Yue Minglei's sudden confession, Shen Xinran's heartbeat seemed to stop at that moment.
When she came to her senses, she found that the energy in Chonggu's body began to gather towards Yue Minglei, which made Yue Minglei's face gradually return to normal.
Shen Xinran knew that this was the best time to seal Yue Minglei. She began to struggle. If she sealed Yue Minglei now, he would definitely hate her to death. But if she didn't seal him, how could the hero become a zombie god?
Never mind, just hate it! Shen Xinran took a deep breath, her fingers dancing lightly in the air, weaving a complex mark, each movement weighing a thousand pounds.
Yue Minglei's gaze followed Shen Xinran's movements closely, his eyes full of anticipation.
When he saw Shen Xinran's fingers drawing unfamiliar marks in the air, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
Shen Xinran tried hard to suppress her emotions and prevent her tears from falling. Her voice was low and firm: "Seal you."
Yue Minglei's eyes widened and he asked, "Why?"
There was a hint of determination in Shen Xinran's voice: "I am a demon slayer, you are a zombie, we are enemies!"
Yue Minglei's smile was bitter: "But didn't you say that zombies can be good or bad?"
Shen Xinran's voice was as cold as ice: "I lied to you, and you were the only one who believed this nonsense."
Yue Minglei eagerly defended himself: "Are you angry because I bit someone? I promise, I will never bite anyone again."
Shen Xinran's heart was trembling, but her voice remained firm: "There are only zero and countless times to bite someone."
A strong sense of unwillingness surged in Yue Minglei's heart. He wanted to break free, but he was more afraid of hurting Shen Xinran. He could only plead with Shen Xinran with a helpless look: "Can you please not seal me?"
Shen Xinran shook his head gently and completed the last hand seal. Yue Minglei's figure gradually disappeared into the air.
But his curse echoed in the air: "Mao Danfeng, you have no heart! I curse you to a life of pain, eternal loneliness, utter misfortune, and never to make any progress in your Taoism!"
His voice was like the cold wind on a winter day, filled with despair and anger. Shen Xinran seemed to be frozen in place, his heart in turmoil.
Mao Xianpeng approached Shen Xinran, sighed, and asked softly: "Danfeng, are you okay?"
Shen Xinran forced a smile and shook her head gently, but Yue Minglei's curse kept lingering in her mind. For some reason, an indescribable bitterness welled up in her heart.
She slowly stood up and turned to leave.
Yue Peiyuan, who was still standing nearby, burst into laughter, his voice revealing uncontrollable ecstasy, "Hahaha, they are all gone, so I am the king of zombies!"
Mao Xianpeng widened his eyes and responded firmly: "Don't forget, we are still here!"
Yue Peiyuan glanced at Mao Xianpeng with disdain. "I heard that the Taoists have rules that don't harm ordinary people. I don't know if this is true."
After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and a group of soldiers quickly formed a solid defense line with their bodies, tightly surrounding him in the center.
Yue Peiyuan continued to laugh wildly, his voice filled with temptation: "My warriors, as long as you are loyal to me, I can grant you the same eternal life and happiness as me!"
The soldiers gripped their swords tightly and shouted in unison: "Be loyal to the general and you will live forever! Be loyal to the general and you will live forever!"
Mao Luying couldn't help but frown at this scene. "Do you think eternal life is a good thing? You will pay the price sooner or later!"
Yue Peiyuan snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "You mortals, what qualifications do you have to speak to me like this? From now on, I am a god, a god who can grant people eternal life!"
"Madman!" Mao Xianpeng cursed in a low voice.
On the way back to Cheng's house, Shen Xinran asked the system, "There are still nearly three hundred years until the next plot. Do I need to wait here for three hundred years?"
System: "Host, you now have two choices. One is to simply wait for death and reincarnation, or I will extract your soul and project it directly into the next storyline, but I will charge a certain amount of points."
In the past, Shen Xinran would definitely be angry at the system's ruthlessness, and even curse the system as a greedy Zhou Baopi.
But now Shen Xinran's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. "Then just extract the soul!"
She didn't even ask the system how many points were needed, which made the system a little uncomfortable.
It was almost noon when Mao Luying and Mao Xianpeng returned to Cheng's house.
Mao Xianpeng's steps were heavy, and he complained as he walked: "That Yue Peiyuan is really a lunatic. Are we just going to let him go like this?"
Mao Luying sighed, his tone filled with helplessness: "What else can we do? Putting aside whether you can compete with his army, are you willing to step on the blood of innocent people to take his life?"
Mao Xianpeng was speechless and just shook his head silently. He walked straight to Shen Xinran's room and knocked on the door: "Danfeng, come out for dinner! I bought you your favorite spare ribs."
However, no matter how hard he knocked, the room remained silent. Mao Xianpeng's heart tightened, and he suddenly pushed open the door. He saw Shen Xinran lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.
Mao Luying quickly stepped forward, and with trembling hands, he tried to feel Shen Xinran's breath, but he only felt cold stillness.
Mao Luying clenched his fists, his voice choked with sobs: "God is really jealous of talented people!"
Mao Xianpeng's eyes filled with tears, and his voice trembled: "I should have guessed it earlier."
Mao Luying asked anxiously: "Guess what?"
Mao Xianpeng replied sadly: "She treated Yue Minglei as her lover and sealed Yue Minglei with her own hands. She must have felt very bad. As her brother, I didn't notice it at all. I only found out after she committed suicide..."
Cheng Zicheng stood at the door of the room and heard the news that Shen Xinran had sealed Yue Minglei and committed suicide again. He widened his eyes in surprise, unable to believe it, and ran out alone.
Mao Luying and Mao Xianpeng had no intention of pursuing the matter. Their attention was all on Shen Xinran. They held a simple funeral for Shen Xinran, and the people of Tongli County came to see Shen Xinran off.
Upon learning that Shen Xinran had committed suicide for love, Ma Jingwen lamented deeply. Upon returning home, she quickly wrote a note warning future generations: "Love harms us. We demon hunters must renounce all feelings and love. Loving a human is difficult enough, but loving a zombie is absolutely unacceptable..."
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