"Ah! Help me!"

"These spirit corpses are too tough. No matter how hard we try, they can't be killed!"

"Everyone, don't panic. Form a team of three and focus on the head of the spirit corpse!"

"Okay, listen to Luo Wenzhi!"

"Damn it, Luo Wenzhi, you're the one crying all the time, but when it comes to life and death, you're the best!"

When the monks from Xingluo Town who were guarding around the Chang Mansion learned that a spirit corpse had appeared in the master's house, they all rushed to support.

Of the more than 5,000 residents of Xingluo Town, half gathered in Chang Mansion.

However, they were all independent cultivators, most of whom were in the middle stage of Qi training. The bodies of these spirit corpses were tough, and many people were injured by them at once.

Upon seeing this, Luo Wenzhi shouted orders and divided the soldiers into groups of three to attack the head of the corpse, which surprisingly worked wonders.

The corpses in the patriarch's house were quickly eliminated, and Luo Wenzhi led hundreds of experienced monks to provide support, and used voice-amplifying talismans to spread his response methods throughout the town.

Soon all the corpses around Chang Mansion were killed.

Qiu Zhihe removed the protective magic circle and said calmly: "Let's go back to the inn first."

Si Minglan and Fang Xue were infected by the black energy of the earth mole, and we must go back as soon as possible to heal their injuries.

At this time, Luo Wenzhi had led many monks back to the house, most of whom were people whose wives or daughters were missing.

Although Changshengzi had been executed, their wives and daughters were still not found.

After the battle just now, many independent cultivators have unconsciously followed Luo Wen.

In fact, Luo Wenzhi was already at the eighth level of Qi training, which was not low among casual cultivators. However, he was too handsome, loved to stick to his wife most of the time, and would cry whenever something happened, so he was never taken seriously.

But after this battle, he has gained considerable prestige among the many cultivators in Xingluo Town.

Qiu Zhihe, Mo Xiaolan and others also saw this scene. Qiu Zhihe was the Holy Maiden of the Qinglian Sect and had countless disciples under her, so she didn't feel anything.

Mo Xiaolan pursed her lips, looked at Qin Gengyun, then lowered her head to look at the baby girl in her arms, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, Luo Wenzhi had led the monks to the front of several people. He bowed to Mo Xiaolan and asked:

"My fellow Taoist, have you also been imprisoned in Changshengzi's dungeon?"

Mo Xiaolan nodded, and Luo Wenzhi asked anxiously: "My fellow Taoist, have you seen my wife? Her name is Yueying. She was pregnant when she was captured and is about to give birth!"

Noila Mo sighed and asked, "Just now I heard someone call you Luo Wenzhi, is this your name?"

"Yes, my name is Luo Wenzhi. Fellow Daoist, do you know my wife?"

Mo Xiaolan handed the baby in her arms to him: "Friend Luo, Sister Yueying asked me to give the child to you before she died. This is your daughter, born in prison. Sister Yueying named her Yulan."

Luo Wenzhi paused when he heard this, looked down at the cute and lively little baby girl, and reached out to take it with trembling hands.

He suddenly raised his head, tears streaming down his face, "Yueying...was it painful when you left?"

Noila Mo was silent for a moment, and a smile appeared on her face: “Sister Yueying said that she has no regrets in her life for marrying you and giving birth to a child for you.”

“My dear, woooooo…Yulan, Yulan, my child…you look so much like your mother, woooooo!”

Luo Wenzhi hugged the child tightly and burst into tears.

He suddenly knelt down in front of Mo Xiaolan holding the child in his arms: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving my and my wife's only child!"

Mo Xiaolan suddenly pulled Qin Gengyun to her side and said to Luo Wenzhi:

"I couldn't protect myself in the dungeon, so I don't dare to take credit for it. But it was Fellow Daoist Qin who killed the monster and rescued the child from its mouth. You should thank him, and Xingluo Town should also thank him."

"Friend Mo?" Qin Gengyun was startled. Luo Wenzhi had already knelt down before him.

"Thank you, Brother Qin. You are my daughter's savior and also the benefactor of Xingluo Town. If Brother Qin has any mission in the future, Luo Wenzhi will not hesitate to die for you!"

"Fellow Daoist Luo, actually I..."

Qin Gengyun naturally knew that the person who had been protecting the little girl during the battle was actually Mo Xiaolan. He was about to explain, but Mo Xiaolan had already said to Luo Wen:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, we still have two friends who need medical treatment. We will leave first. If Fellow Daoist Qin needs help from Xingluo Town in the future..."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Mo. We, the cultivators of Xingluo Town, are definitely not ungrateful. If Fellow Daoist Qin needs us in the future, we will definitely not refuse!"

"Then I'll take my leave!"

"I'll send two benefactors!"

Luo Wenzhi held the child and escorted Qin Gengyun and others out of Chang Mansion. On the way, Luo Wenzhi kept introducing Qin Gengyun to the people around him, saying that this was Qin Yingxiong who slew monsters and guarded Xingluo Town.

Therefore, all the cultivators from Xingluo Town bowed respectfully to Qin Gengyun along the way:

"Senior Qin has done a great deed in ridding Xingluo Town of harm!"

"Thank you, Senior Qin, for fighting for Xingluo Town!"

"Farewell, Senior Qin!"

"Farewell, Senior Qin!"

Qin Gengyun had no choice but to return the gifts one by one. Mo Xiaolan looked at him with a smile on her face.

Qiu Zhihe was silent all the way, looking at Mo Xiaolan from time to time, with a complicated expression on his cold face.

After leaving Chang's house, Qin Gengyun said to Mo Xiaolan helplessly:

"Friend Mo Dao, when I went down to the underground, the mole was already half dead for some reason, and you risked your life to protect the little girl. Why do you push all the credit to me?"

"Huh? That's right!" Liusu also reacted, but Qiu Zhihe became more silent.

Mo Xiaolan smiled and said, "Zhenyang Sect has three cities and twelve towns under its jurisdiction. Xingluo Town has the most special status, even better than the other two cities. The Chang family has been the garrison for generations. Now that the Chang family has been destroyed, Zhenyang Sect will definitely arrange a new garrison."

"The governors of each town have always been selected from the locals. Luo Wenzhi has won the hearts of many people in this battle and is most likely to stand out."

"If he recognizes you as his benefactor, when he becomes the town guardian, you will have a foothold in Xingluo Town, and he may be able to help you in the future."

"Oh my god! Fellow Daoist Mo, you actually think so far ahead?!" Liusu smacked her lips, she couldn't have thought of so much.

Qin Gengyun was also a little dazed, looking at Mo Xiaolan steadily:

"Friend Mo Dao, you have taken so much pains. I, I really don't know how to thank you."

"Husband."

At this time, several people had already arrived at the Xingyun Inn where they were staying. Qiu Zhihe suddenly spoke:

"Xiaoxue and Si Minglan's injuries cannot be delayed. You and Susu should go and use the Longling Bathing Technique to treat their injuries as soon as possible."

"What do you want again?" Liusu opened her eyes wide, almost drooling: "It feels so good!"

"My wife..."

Qin Gengyun hesitated a little, Qiu Zhihe said:

"Go ahead. Daoyou Mo and I have something to talk about."

Qin Gengyun was stunned. He looked at Mo Xiaolan, then at Qiu Zhihe with a stern face. Finally, he and Liusu carried the unconscious Si Minglan and Fang Xue upstairs.

"Friend Mo, follow me."

Qiu Zhihe took Mo Xiaolan to another room, asked her to sit down, and personally poured her a cup of tea.

Mo Xiaolan thanked him and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Qiu Zhihe sat in a dignified posture, looking cold and stunning, her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Xiaolan:

"Friend Mo Dao, do you want to marry my husband?"