Chapter 97 Test

Ran Qingmo probably really can’t fly.

The feeling of being carried away by her was not pleasant, even uncomfortable.

Every time he stepped on the ground, the strong acceleration made Xu Yuandu feel like he was riding a jumping machine in his previous life.

After entering the dark spiraling corridor, Xu Yuan felt as if he was spiraling up into the sky on a jumping machine.

Arriving at the ground,

Ran Qingmo then released Xu Yuan from his arms.

She let go, but Xu Yuan did not.

Xu Yuan, who has now reached the seventh level of cultivation, is already a superhuman, but he is still far from the superhuman level.

In less than a minute, Ran Qingmo was holding him in the corridor and spinning thousands of times like a motor. Feelings of dizziness, nausea and other discomforts flooded into his heart like a tide.

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Ran Qingmo stared at the man holding his shoulder, his cold eyes slightly hesitant.

Master once said that men and women are different.

Girls cannot let men touch their bodies easily.

Thinking about it, Ran Qingmo shook his head again.

The master also said that everything must be done urgently and according to authority.

And this doesn’t seem to be the first time.

Ignoring Xu Yuan's hand, Ran Qingmo withdrew his gaze and began to sense the source energy below that was contaminated by the ghost mist.

The battle between the remnant soul of the saint and the fake second-grade demon seems to have begun

Counting interest time,

Realizing that he had reached the ground, Xu Yuan let go of Ran Qingmo.

Ran Qingmo gathered his thoughts and looked at him:

"Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan endured the dizziness and waved his hand:

"Wait for me."

After that, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to do exercises and adjust his breathing.

Xueyuanxinyue Jue can also treat dizziness.

After about half a cup of tea, the dizziness subsided and Xu Yuan opened his eyes again.

The gray land, the twisted gray tree trunks, the rising ghost mist, and the formations that prevent the ghost mist from overflowing, everything is as quiet as ever.

Standing up slowly, Xu Yuan patted the dust on his robe and whispered:

"Ran Qingmo, we can just wait here."

Ran Qingmo asked: "Don't you want me to go down and help?"

Xu Yuan glanced at her when he heard this:

"Help? Who do you want to help?"

Ran Qingmo asked tentatively: "Help the saint's soul?"

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked slightly funny:

"Why help him?"

Ran Qingmo tilted his head and asked:

"Didn't your Prime Minister's Office reach some agreement with him?"

Xu Yuan's eyes were a little surprised.

He never said anything about reaching an agreement in front of Ran Qingmo, and Xu Changge only gave him the soul ring in front of Ran Qingmo.

This big ice lump can actually deduce this result by himself?

Ha. Still quite smart.

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Noticing the look in his eyes, Ran Qingmo felt that Xu Yuan was thinking about something rude:

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Xu Yuan shook his head

Silence for two seconds,

Ran Qingmo’s eyes are very serious:

"Xu Yuan, I'm not stupid."

"Poof"

Xu Yuan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

Ran Qingmo quietly held the hilt of the sword and stared at him without speaking.

Xu Yuan looked at the hilt of the sword and inexplicably thought of a thick and long wooden stick.

With a slight cough, Xu Yuan looked serious:

"Okay, I get it, you're not stupid."

"Yes." Ran Qingmo nodded with satisfaction.

Xu Yuan calmed down again, brought the topic back to normal, and said:

"Ran Qingmo, what you just said is right. Xu Changge and my father have indeed reached some kind of cooperation with the remnant soul of the saint, but this does not affect the attack on him."

Ran Qingmo thought for a while and asked:

"Are you going to break your promise?"

Xu Yuan was embarrassed for a moment, coughed slightly, and said:

"That's not what they said. We just struck first to gain advantage. If we say it's cooperation, the remnant soul of the saint also has ulterior motives."

Ran Qingmo's eyes flickered twice, as if he believed it:

"Oh."

Xu Yuan smiled when he saw this and said nothing more.

But Ran Qingmo still had something to say, and said in a low voice;

"But what about the monster?"

Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent when he heard this.

Yaogui, scientific name is Yingui.

No one knows why ghosts are born in the world, just like no one knows why there is source of Qi in heaven and earth.

The principle of its generation is unknown, but from ancient times to the present, many classics related to ghosts have been circulated, and many related characteristics have been determined.

The corpses of all things breed ghost mist, and ghosts are born in the ghost mist.

They possess spiritual intelligence and even the fragmented memories of the corpse parts.

But even with fragmented memories, ghosts are still almost unable to communicate with each other.

Obsession, violence, madness, flesh and blood, killing.

These words representing destruction seem to be the meaning of the existence of ghosts in the world.

This is the information Xu Yuan learned from the classics.

Therefore, he actually didn't understand why the haggard old man who had completely turned into a ghost would do what he did just now.

When Ran Qingmo saw that Xu Yuan had not spoken for a long time, he called him gently:

"Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan slowly came back to his senses and shook his head gently:

"Isn't the old ghost a third-grade man? Are you not his opponent?"

Although it is unclear whether Ran Qingmo could defeat his elder brother at the same level, but looking at the shocking sword that froze the remnant soul of the saint and killed the protagonist of the plot, he can be considered half invincible at the same level, right?

Ran Qingmo shook his head and said seriously:

"It used to be beatable, but now it's a fake second-grade one."

"Original? Fake second grade?"

Xu Yuan frowned, thought for a moment and asked: "Is it the hour we have been waiting for?"
To be continued...