Lu Ran didn't know what Xie Mian was thinking.
But he understood one thing. What Xie Mian said was just to anger him.
No matter what Xie Mian's ultimate goal is, what he wants to do is to do the opposite.
Calmness is the only way out of panic.
This is what he gained from countless deaths and restarts in that darkened cabin.
So he sat back and waited for the situation to develop further.
At least wait until your eyes can recover a little bit.
Then, he heard two more "puff" sounds.
Xie Mian drew his sword again.
"What a stubborn old man. You can still run the formation like this. Then let me see if you can still do it without a pair of eyes."
Lu Ran knew that these two popping sounds were the sound of Huaihuang's eyeballs exploding.
But he just sniffed and didn't move.
"Then don't want your nose."
There was another "whoosh" sound.
Lu Ran just wiped the sweat from his forehead and still didn't move.
Then he heard the mask scream even more miserably, which meant that Huaihuang could still maintain the magic circle and was still fighting!
At the same time, Lu Ran's eyes had recovered to about 50% of their ability to see.
"The old man doesn't have many teeth, but his tongue is very sharp, so let's just give it up." Xie Mian's words came to her ears with sadness again.
Before he took action, Huaihuang suddenly said, "Uncle Master, have you seen it? I'm just one sword away from success! I'm going to avenge you!"
His words seemed to be addressed to an old friend, but the immortals at the Immortal Villa that night all knew that his words were actually addressed to Lu Ran.
Tell Lu Ran, you don't have to worry about me, I will take revenge, and that teacher will die here at the same time as me.
Of course Lu Ran understood. This time, he quietly clenched his fists, but he still didn't move.
The eyes have recovered to 70%.
He had already seen a silver light coming downwards, which was Xie Mian drawing his sword.
With a "hiss" sound, a piece of flesh and blood was thrown out of Huaihuang's mouth, and fell to the ground with a "plop". It was roasted by the surrounding fire and made a sizzling sound.
Immediately afterwards, the blue fire ring in the air tilted extremely subtly, as if from a strange angle, another ring was drawn on the huge mask.
Wherever the blue sword fire went, the black iron body of the huge mask made a huge sound of metal cutting, and some black-red juice flowed out of it. The half face of the huge mask, which was originally broken into pieces, was just like this. Digged it down.
After finishing the ring, his face fell.
It fell to the ground and shattered into hundreds of black iron-like fragments.
The fragments struggled on the same black floor for a few moments before becoming stiff and motionless.
Really, really won?
Really killed that masked monster?
Did he really kill Yang Sanlang?
Lu Ran's eyes had almost recovered to 90% at this time, but he couldn't believe his eyes anymore.
But when he saw Huaihuang, who had become a "flesh man" and a "blood clot", he put down the broken arm that he had been struggling to maintain.
The fire formation and the lightsaber were still there. Lu Ran saw the silhouettes of several immortals among the eight balls of fire and made a victorious gesture.
"It's so audacious. It seems I don't want your old face anymore!"
However, after being unable to breathe, Xie Mian's voice sounded again. Listening to it, there was already a hint of displeasure.
Hiss.
Huaihuang's entire face was ripped off by Xie Mian's swift sword.
Huaihuang can no longer speak.
Just looking for Xie Mian's voice, he opened his two empty eye holes and opened his mouth as wide as possible.
In his mouth, although there is no tongue, there are still talismans he carved one by one.
A faint blue flame with a hint of blood shot straight into Xie Mian's face.
Although Xie Mian used the water form to avoid him, his figure still looked a bit embarrassed.
This scene seemed familiar, and Lu Ran suddenly remembered that a year ago, he had done the same thing, spitting out his anger and burning the face of the giant-eyed heavenly king.
What's more important is that Huaihuang, who is already like this, is still fighting!
Lu Ran finally stood up again.
Then, he did something that made Xie Mian very happy.
He took off the orange shirt he was wearing.
Just as he was about to walk towards Huaihuang, suddenly there was a stream of red and blue light in the sky, falling down.
It was Liu Ping'er, the Flowing Fire Immortal. She was impartial and landed right next to Huai Huang.
No, she landed next to him on purpose.
Liu Ping'er's condition was not good. She had been shattered by Taoist Heitian. Her ragged body was covered with black spots similar to the black light emitted by Taoist Heitian. There was also a huge patch on her face along her left eye. The black spots are directly connected to the back of the neck, and these black spots are still growing slowly.
Lu Ran wanted to say some words of comfort, but saw Xie Mian and Taoist Heitian approaching again almost at the same time. Fortunately, the magic circle was still hanging high on the top. The eight immortals immediately mobilized the Zihuo Sword to stop Xie Mian and the others. Taoist Heitian came in pursuit.
Lu Ran took a step forward and saw Liu Ping'er lying facing Huaihuang, seemingly unable to move.
"You..." Before Liu Ping'er could say anything, crystal tears had already burst into her eyes.
When Huaihuang heard this familiar voice, he turned his head with difficulty and crawled over to Liu Ping'er with his remaining limbs on the ground.
In just a few steps, he climbed across blood and fire for a long time.
Lu Ran wanted to step forward to help him, but in the end he couldn't bear it.
I couldn't bear to ruin this last intimate contact between the two of them.
Liu Ping'er stretched out her hands with great effort, waited for Huaihuang to come closer, and hugged him to her petite chest.
Huaihuang hesitated and wanted to say something more.
"I know, I know, we finally succeeded." When Liu Ping'er spoke to Huaihuang, he always sounded as gentle as coaxing a child.
Lu Ran knew that they were comrades, but they were more than just comrades.
Liu Ping'er closed her eyes, with a smile on her face, gently touched Huaihuang's shoulder, and spoke softly.
"Stop talking. You've been verbose for hundreds of years. On a day like today, can't you just say a few words?"
"Do you still remember the day we first met? That day you miscalculated the biggest bad debt in a hundred years, and you were scolded by the Queen of Heaven. You sat in the pile of miscalculated debts like frost and snow, one by one. , what did I do wrong, what did I do wrong, and I happened to have something to do and was passing by in the corridor..."
"Speaking of frost and snow, I have been waiting for this day. I can finally take you back to Xiaya for a winter and see Mount Paektu. Let's roll around in the snow together."
"I... will take the first step and wait for you."
Liu Ping'er's words became shorter and shorter, and her voice became quieter and quieter.
By the time Lu Ran noticed something was wrong, the black spots had covered her entire face.
A flash of red and blue light flew out from the black spot.
Liu Ping'er actually walked in front of Huaihuang.
