Chapter 110: Life for Life
But the next scene was destined to make Mo Wen regret for the rest of his life.
Because of his impulsiveness just now, he was out of the best range to protect Ling Ran.
Although Xu Nianluo risked her life, she still couldn't stop these cultivators.
“Swish!”
The palm of one of them pierced directly through Ling Ran's heart.
When Mo Wen turned around, Ling Ran was slowly falling down. Wu Linglong beside him was hysterically using all her supernatural powers to try to revive Ling Ran.
"asshole!"
Mo Wen roared again, and in an instant came behind the man, and hit him with all his strength, instantly knocking him to ashes.
“Xiaoran, Xiaoran!”
He held Ling Ran in his arms, took off his coat and put it on Ling Ran, Mo Wen kept shouting.
But although Ling Ran was still looking at Mo Wen lovingly, he opened his mouth but could not say anything, and his consciousness was fading away.
"Long Tianyu!"
After glancing at Ling Ran, Mo Wen turned around and yelled angrily at Long Tianyu.
"I am here."
“Yes!”
Feeling that Ling Ran's arm was exerting force, Mo Wen immediately turned around and forced a smile, placing Ling Ran's hand on his face and rubbing it like a kitten.
"It's okay. It's okay."
"You'll be fine."
As if he had thought of something, a look of determination flashed across Mo Wen's eyes.
It was all my fault for being too kind, too indecisive, and still dreaming about the friendship between brothers and sisters that had lasted for thousands of years, which led to Ling Ran ending up like this.
Under Mo Wen's absolute pressure at this time, Long Tianyu and the cultivators stood far away and did not step forward.
Ling Ran is dead anyway.
He was even considering how to win over this carefree and extremely powerful junior brother.
"Immortal Technique, transplanting flowers and trees."
Mo Wen finally took a careful look at Ling Ran's face, and looked into Ling Ran's eyes, which were dimming. He was not shy, and did not avoid it. He faced what he wanted in his heart.
As these words popped out, the surrounding icy true energy gathered towards Mo Wen madly. Such a strong true energy made Long Tianyu retreat.
"Immortal level!"
After reacting, Long Tianyu's eyes popped out and he felt somewhat relieved.
I didn't expect that this junior brother had actually entered the immortal level. Thanks to that junior brother, I was able to save his life without being killed.
At the same time, Mo Wen's Ice Art was running at an overloaded speed, pouring into Ling Ran's body through the palm of his hand.
The heart is the core of human function.
With his heart broken, Ling Ran originally had no chance of survival.
Fortunately, Mo Wen was here, and fortunately, Mo Wen entered the immortal realm early.
Grafting, unlike the magic technique that was originally performed in the superpower branch, does not consume much energy.
Mo Wen is able to fully control it.
While using his true Qi to prevent Ling Ran's Ice Art from collapsing, Mo Wen's life energy also swarmed into Ling Ran's body.
Mo Wen's powerful vitality made Ling Ran full of vitality in an instant, but Mo Wen's face was ashen and there was no sign of life.
"puff!"
Finally, Mo Wen pointed hard in the direction of Long Tianyu.
The sound was small, like a bubble popping.
But it hit everyone's heart hard.
Finally, he glanced at Ling Ran.
Including the strange beast above their heads, Long Tianyu and the others all turned into ice sculptures.
"You are such a reckless bastard!"
Long Tianyu's voice was still hovering in the sky.
"Wait until I come back."
After Mo Wen said this last sentence, his entire body gradually turned into an ice sculpture.
Finally, there was a flash of void, and the space returned to normal.
But all the immortal cultivators and strange beasts disappeared.
"Where's that guy?"
Zhao Yun rushed back at full speed and came in front of Wu Linglong.
"I don't know. I don't know."
Wu Linglong was still lying on Ling Ran's body, heartbroken, and had not noticed at all that the hole that had just been bleeding had disappeared.
She was totally terrified.
"Master."
"Junior Master."
Xu Nianluo slumped on the ground with her eyes blank.
The scenes in my memory were awakened again.
I have seen it before in the secret techniques of Xuanbing Sect.
That move seems to be called "Ten Thousand Miles of Ice".
It was the foundation of the Xuanbing Sect when it was founded. Only immortal-level masters could wield it. Even if an immortal-level master used it, he would be weak for a long time.
What’s more, this is my junior uncle who is holding his last breath after exchanging his life for another’s.
"They are all dead."
Xu Nianluo turned around and looked at Zhao Yun dully and said.
"Dead?"
Zhao Yun looked at the sky and talked to himself.
Really?
He couldn't believe how that cockroach-like guy could die.
He is able to maneuver easily among more than a dozen immortal cultivators.
"Don't ask!"
"Don't ask!"
Ling Ran, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly struggled and shouted frantically.
This scared Wu Linglong, and she was completely stunned.
"Xiao Ran?"
Wu Linglong wasn't sure, although she knew that Mo Wen must have done something just now.
But is the effect so quick?
"What about Mo Wen?"
"Linglong, don't ask!"
Ling Ran continued to search around.
"Master Junior is gone."
Xu Nianluo explained again.
"Leaving again?"
Ling Ran was stunned and his heart tightened. He held Mo Wen's coat tightly, as if Mo Wen's breath was still lingering on it.
In a short period of time, the capital city suffered two attacks by strange beasts, and this time the scale was larger and caused more casualties.
Many onlookers and media workers who heard the news had gathered nearby.
The scene was lively, but Ling Ran just wanted to hold the coat tightly.
She remembered that she seemed to have died once, and also remembered what happened before her death.
I now understand more clearly what Xu Nianluo meant when she said, "Mo Wen, you're gone."
But Ling Ran would never believe that Mo Wen would die.
As I said, if one year doesn’t work, then ten years will. If ten years doesn’t work, then a hundred years will.
Wait until she dies, wait until Mo Wen comes back to the unknown.
"Let's go home."
After a while, Ling Ran slowly stood up, took Wu Linglong's hand and said.
It was still the rental house where Mo Wen once lived that could give her the greatest sense of security.
Whenever he had a hard time making a decision, Ling Ran always wanted to hide away.
“Xiaoran, don’t we go to the hospital for a check-up?”
"Very quickly."
Ling Ran became like this again, and Wu Linglong couldn't help but feel distressed.
Besides, the ambulance was already nearby, so it would not be surprising for anyone to see Ling Ran cut in line.
While Wu Linglong was speaking, she also winked at Zhao Yun, who tactfully went to make arrangements.
"No, I trust Mo Wen."
Ling Ran chuckled.
The whole world was given by Mo Wen, and so was this life.
What reason did she have to doubt Mo Wen's level?
"Go back."
Ling Ran said again.
"OK."
"Qingman, Yanyan."
"Sister Nianluo."
"We'll leave first."
Wu Linglong quickly wiped away her tears and said goodbye to everyone.
He turned around and nodded to the senior executives of the Shenzhou Continent Superpower Branch who were hesitant to speak.
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