Chapter 428 The Coward's Black Moonlight Witch 59
The corners of Liang An's lips curled up into a cold smile, "Those fortunes didn't fall on my head, what does it have to do with me."
Shen Xinran said calmly, "But all the rich businessman's money has fallen into your hands."
There was a hint of madness in Liang An's eyes. "Don't talk nonsense. I want your soul!"
With that, he began to cast a spell. Following his incantations and gestures, the wind on the hospital rooftop suddenly grew stronger, as if it was about to swallow up all living things.
The air around seemed to be trembling, and a powerful force gathered on the rooftop, forming a huge vortex.
Chu Bojian shouted anxiously, "Go away, leave me alone."
Shen Xinran turned around, looked at Chu Bojian, frowned and asked: "Do you want to die?"
Chu Bojian stamped his feet in anger, "Nonsense, of course I don't want to, but this guy is a bit mysterious, you can't beat him, you'd better leave quickly."
Shen Xinran nodded, "That's fine, I will protect you."
The system here finally found a solution, "Host, we still have hope. As long as the male protagonist dies with hatred, there is still a chance to become the Ghost King."
But just as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Xinran resolutely walking towards Liang An, "Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"
The system almost screamed: "Host, what are you doing!"
Shen Xinran's voice was calm and firm, "I promised Chu Bojian that I would protect him."
After saying that, she walked towards the Hundred Demons Banner, each step appearing so firm and fearless.
The system was filled with regret at this moment. It was wondering why it had taken away Shen Xinran's intelligence in the first place! If she had been more rational, perhaps she wouldn't have faced danger so impulsively.
Liang An watched as Shen Xinran actually reached out to his Hundred Ghosts Banner. A hint of a sneer appeared on his face. "You actually want to tear my Hundred Ghosts Banner apart with your bare hands? You're really overestimating yourself."
Shen Xinran ignored Liang An's taunts. She gripped the Hundred Ghosts Banner tightly with both hands and tore at it, her arm muscles tensing with the effort. Black energy enveloped her body, and blood trickled slowly from the corners of her mouth and nostrils, yet she seemed oblivious to the pain.
Even Liang An's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"
He Baifeng and Chu Bojian wanted to get closer to Chen Xinran, but the evil spirit of the Soul Devouring Banner blocked them out. They could only shout to Chen Xinran: "Niuniu, come back quickly!"
With Shen Xinran's roar, the Hundred Ghosts Banner was broken into two halves, the screams of ghosts and wolves stopped abruptly, and the surroundings returned to peace.
Chu Bojian watched Shen Xinran kneeling on the cold ground, her head drooping weakly, her hands hanging limply at her sides. Her expression was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see.
He desperately crawled towards her, hugged Shen Xinran tightly in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you...are you okay? Are you...are you okay?"
Shen Xinran raised her head and slowly smiled, "Don't be afraid, I said I would protect you."
As Shen Xinran opened her mouth, a trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, like a blood-red flower blooming in the darkness.
Chu Bojian's heart collapsed instantly, and his voice was filled with despair: "Don't say it, don't say it..."
He stretched out his trembling hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Shen Xinran's mouth, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.
But the bright red liquid seemed like unstoppable sadness, constantly flowing.
He Baifeng rushed towards Liang An, grabbed his collar, and said in a voice filled with grief and anger: "Give me back my granddaughter! Give me back my granddaughter!"
Liang An's face was filled with disbelief. "How is this possible?! How could someone tear my Hundred Ghosts Banner apart with bare hands!"
The sound of footsteps and wind chimes rang out as two Taoist priests, one old and one young, slowly walked onto the rooftop. They looked at the scene in front of them and shook their heads at the same time.
The young Taoist pointed at Liang An and said softly, "Master, uncle is there."
The old Taoist priest walked up to He Baifeng, his tone calm but with a hint of unquestionable majesty: "Would you mind if I could speak to him first?"
He Baifeng glanced at the old Taoist priest and slowly loosened Liang An's collar.
The old Taoist priest turned to Liang An and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know your mistake?"
Liang An was still immersed in the shock of the Hundred Ghosts Banner being torn to pieces, unable to extricate himself. "Impossible, how could someone tear my Hundred Ghosts Banner to pieces?"
The old Taoist sighed, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "I will clean up the mess for Master today."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and hit Liang An on the forehead. Liang An fell straight down, his eyes wide open at the moment of his death.
The old Taoist priest calmly shook the bell in his hand and took away Liang An's soul. "In order to prevent your soul from continuing to harm people, you'd better follow me!"
He Baifeng watched the old Taoist priest turn around and prepare to leave. She quickly grabbed the old Taoist priest's sleeve and shouted in a desperate voice: "Don't think that I can forgive you for playing these tricks in front of me. Your junior brother killed my granddaughter. If you don't save my granddaughter today, none of you can leave."
The old Taoist priest's eyes moved back and forth between Shen Xinran and Chu Bojian, and finally stopped at Chu Bojian. "There is only one way to save her now. It depends on whether you are willing to do it."
Chu Bojian said without hesitation, "I do."
The old Taoist priest slowly spoke: "The Nine Ghost Cats have recognized you as their master, which means you have one more life than ordinary people. As long as you are willing to share your life with her, she can live as long as you do."
A hint of surprise flashed across He Baifeng's eyes, but it was followed by endless joy. She fixed her gaze on Chu Bojian, waiting for his answer.
Chu Bojian lived up to her expectations and nodded directly, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's get started."
The old Taoist priest gave him a deep look and warned him, "This process is as painful as removing bones and cutting meat. You must think carefully."
Chu Bojian glanced at Shen Xinran in his arms and said with a smile: "If she can endure such pain for me, why can't I!"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed. "Forget it, Junior Brother owes you money, I'll help her pay back part of it first."
After saying this, he clasped his hands together and muttered something, and the air around him seemed to vibrate with his spell.
The old Taoist priest took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve and waved it in the air. The talisman paper immediately burned, turned into a golden light, and merged into Shen Xinran's body.
Chu Bojian felt an invisible force pulling at his soul. His body began to tremble and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound, but his face had turned as pale as paper.
He felt his vitality slipping away bit by bit, as if an invisible hand was draining his life essence.
The old Taoist priest's spell became faster and faster, and the air around him seemed to be spinning, forming a small whirlwind.
Chu Bojian collapsed to the ground. Although in pain, a smile appeared on his face because his heart was filled with warmth and hope at this moment.
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