In the end, Wang Ye suppressed the impulse in his heart.
There are many things going on now.
Moreover, people are born with a sense of fear of the sea, and this fear is innate.
After returning to the shore and filtering out a wrong answer, the next journey will be much easier.
Wang Ye threw his shoes in the air again, pointed in a new direction, and started running.
The road home is still difficult.
…
"Are you afraid of death?"
Lu Dongbin crossed his arms, looked at Mao Yongan with a cold face, and said lightly.
"On this issue, there are a few people who are not afraid of death. "
Mao Yongan rolled his eyes and muttered.
"...."
Lu Dongbin was silent for a moment, obviously not expecting Mao Yongan to be so direct.
Generally speaking, shouldn't young people be very enthusiastic when facing their seniors?
For example, to be ready at any time.
It is duty-bound to sacrifice for the Taoist sect.
Lu Dongbin had even thought about what he was going to say next.
But Mao Yongan's fluttering words of "fear of death" directly blocked him back.
Zhou Han, who was sitting in the corner, chuckled when he saw Lu Dongbin deflated.
The chuckle seemed so harsh.
Lu Dongbin instantly became angry. The sword behind him bounced up and flew in the air. The tip of the sword almost touched Mao Yongan's chin.
"Maybe I didn't express myself clearly enough."
"Are you afraid of death?"
After Lu Dongbin spoke for a while, he asked again.
...
Mao Yongan has gained a lot of weight recently, and the fat on his face makes his eyes look smaller.
His little eyes stared blankly at Lu Dongbin, blinking in a funny way.
"No...not afraid of death!"
"I, Mao Yongan, was born as a member of the Taoist sect, and died as the soul of the Taoist sect."
"It is my greatest honor to throw my head and blood for the Taoist sect."
"Everyone is destined to die, and the right way is to die in the right place."
When Mao Yongan spoke, he was still a little out of breath, but the more he spoke, the smoother he became, his voice became firmer, and his chest thumped.
It seems like I believe everything I say...
"good!"
"This is the mental outlook that Daozi should have!"
"It's great to have this awareness!"
Lu Dongbin nodded with satisfaction: "Next, there is a huge challenge in front of you."
"You probably don't know Yaochi, let's put it this way..."
"There is a secret realm full of treasures, but only the younger generation can enter it!"
"You will represent our Daocheng and compete with many of the top talents of the younger generation!"
"Promote the majesty of our Taoist city."
"Suppress all parties!"
Mao Yongan's eyes lit up instantly: "Treasure?"
"It is my duty to contribute to the Dao Sect!"
"I am bound to win this trip."
For a time, Mao Yongan's aura of generously dying for the Taoist sect became much stronger.
Obviously, Lu Dongbin didn't even react to this momentum.
He glanced at Mao Yong'an thoughtfully, vaguely seeming to grasp the lifeblood of this little fat man.
In this case, it seems to be easier to handle.
"The secret realm is not much different from one step to one treasure."
"If you can come back alive this time, everything inside will be yours."
"Any questions?"
There was a hint of seduction in his voice.
Obviously, he is not as cold as he appears, and he also has his own city in his heart.
"Absolutely not!"
Mao Yongan said without hesitation.
"Okay, if you say that, I'll feel relieved. Let's start rehearsing."
"With your current strength, let alone suppressing all parties after entering, it may be a situation where all parties suppress you."
"The Tao disciples of our Tao sect are all invincible beings of their generation."
"For example, back then, in the battle of geniuses of that generation, I swept everyone..."
There was a hint of reminiscence in Lu Dongbin's eyes.
"Did you forget the dog?"
Zhou Han, who was watching the show in the corner, suddenly spoke and said quietly.
...
The air became quiet.
Mao Yongan blinked and looked at Lu Dongbin, who seemed to have been silenced by a spell of silence, full of confusion.
"You yellow-faced woman, if you mention that dog again, I will fight you to the death!"
At this moment, Lu Dongbin no longer looked like the cold-faced gentleman he had been before, with a dangerous light in his eyes. He looked at Zhou Han and said fiercely.
Zhou Han looked innocent and shrugged his shoulders.
"snort!"
Lu Dongbin snorted coldly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and then turned his attention to Mao Yongan: "What are you looking at!"
"ah?"
Mao Yongan did not expect for a moment that Lu Dongbin would vent his anger on himself, and he lowered his head sincerely.
"Ah for what!"
"Come with me!"
"The first step is to lose weight for you!"
"When has there ever been a fat man in our sect?"
"shame!"
With that said, Lu Dongbin grabbed Mao Yongan by the back of his neck and dragged him out of the shop.
The sword in the void instantly grew larger and floated at his feet.
He stepped on it with Mao Yongan, and the sword rose into the air and disappeared in mid-air.
Watching Lu Dongbin's leaving figure, Zhou Han shook his head gently and sighed: "This senior brother is good at everything else, but he takes his face too seriously."
"I learned all about Lingshan's bad traditions."
With that said, Zhou Han glanced at the grocery store next door, opened the door and returned to the room.
Wasteland...
"The best way to lose weight is by running."
"In the next period of time, I will seal your mental power. In other words, you will not be able to use any of Daocheng's spells."
"I won't save you either."
"If your life is not good and you really die here, then your own life has come to an end."
With Mao Yongan looking puzzled, Lu Dongbin slapped Mao Yongan on the body. His mental energy instantly became blocked, and he could only faintly emit a faint trace.
It's enough to barely use two small spells.
But it is simply impossible to control the paper crane to fly.
"Go down."
Lu Dongbin said lightly, and then pushed him down.
Fortunately, this was barely a low-altitude flight, so Mao Yongan did not suffer any serious injuries.
But the next second...
A burst of cold liquid suddenly poured down from the sky.
Gooey.
Mao Yongan touched it subconsciously.
Blood...
"Don't worry, it's ordinary blood. It can only attract the lowest level existences like ghost soldiers."
"If you run as fast as you can, you still have a chance to survive."
In the air, Lu Dongbin said leisurely, holding his hands on his back, flying with his sword, and his Taoist robes kept flying in the wind. To put it simply...
that is...
handsome!
But in Mao Yongan's eyes, this posture was no less than a devil-like existence.
Blood energy is constantly dispersing in the air...
The ghost soldiers roared and rushed towards Mao Yongan.
"Depend on!"
"Your uncle!"
Mao Yongan screamed, turned around and ran away without hesitation, running wildly.
