As he walked to the car door, Xuan Chu turned his head again to look at the little paperman staring at him.
"If anything happens, let know imdiately!"
Yun Ran fainted due to excessive exhaustion, which requires a slow recovery, but her external injuries are uncertain; if they worsen, it could be disastrous.
Not to ntion, now Yun Ran is still being watched by that grudge spirit, and if there were no prohibition on her, that grudge spirit might have succeeded in its stealthy tower attack.
Even though there are prohibitions helping Yun Ran hold the last line of defense, they still need to keep a close eye.
Even if the little paperman was dissatisfied with Xuan Chu, at this mont, Xuan Chu’s role was certainly greater than theirs.
Naturally, they couldn’t just push their master’s safety to last due to a fit of pique.
"Mm!"
Xuan Chu returned to the tent, but instead of resting, he took out the talisman paper to send a voice ssage to his master, Xuan Kong.
After confirming that Yun Ran was not soone destined to end the world, and Xuan Kong helped cover up so of Yun Ran’s whereabouts, he returned to Heavenly Dao Village.
When the talisman paper burned, Xuan Chu’s expression beca much more solemn: "Master, it’s very important, please co out of the mountain for a trip!"
After the ssage was sent, Xuan Chu’s gaze montarily beca a bit confused, but the confusion quickly dissipated and was replaced by determination.
If others found out about the sneaky thing he and Yun Ran did, they would definitely flip out.
Yun Ran lying on the camper van looked extrely frail, like soone bedridden for many years with illness.
The grudge spirit’s tendrils and flowers on her arm appeared vibrant, as if well nourished.
Yun Ran fainted, and the grudge spirit began to madly devour Yun Ran’s life force, as if eager to drain her dry.
anwhile, the little uncle inside the Twin Formation suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Yun Ran was seated.
"Stupid girl, thinking that just because the Qingfeng Temple exists, you can get away with anything!!!"
The little uncle had already figured a way out of the Twin Formation, but he hadn’t fully researched it, so he was reluctant to leave.
Now, sensing Yun Ran’s weakening life force, he had to stop his research.
Yun Ran had so many treasures on her that even he couldn’t rember, yet she still ended up like this.
She must have ssed up big ti; if he didn’t watch over her and that stupid girl ended up dead, he wouldn’t know where to cry!
In a place under his watch, he couldn’t just helplessly watch that stupid girl perish. Forget about the ancestors, even the sect leader would flay him alive.
The little uncle could only curse and get up, then used the research he’d done inside the Twin Formation to apply so of its aura on himself.
Otherwise, once he left the formation and got suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, he’d turn into a fool and wouldn’t be able to save Yun Ran, let alone find the place.
After jumping out of the Twin Formation, the little uncle didn’t experience the expected suppression by the Heavenly Dao.
Instead, he felt a recognition of his identity from the Heavenly Dao.
The little uncle tried to mobilize the unique aura of Qingfeng Temple and quickly received a corresponding response.
Originally furious with Yun Ran’s antics, the little uncle’s wooden-carved face finally showed a hint of understanding.
"That stupid girl is sowhat useful, managing to gain the Heavenly Dao’s approval for Qingfeng Temple’s lineage!"
Since he wouldn’t be suppressed, the little uncle didn’t hold back and disappeared from the Snow Mountain in a flash.
A lynx in the depths of the mountain, at the mont the little uncle disappeared from the wooden man, looked up in his direction.
The beast’s eyes showed a glimr of divine compassion, before returning to its vigilant patrol.
The occurrence with Yun Ran was also noticed by the Dragon Spirit, who wanted Yun Ran to regret treating him that way.
Lounging lazily, he was eating fresh, expensive ingredients while tossing scraps to a sea turtle nearby.
If acquaintances saw this, they’d surely call him stingy!
The Dragon Spirit took a sip of million-dollar wine, burped, and frowned.
The sea turtle, utterly lacking insight, asked: [Dragon King, does the wine taste bad? Can I have it?]
During this period, it was accustod to anything the Dragon King found unsatisfactory going straight into its own mouth.
The Dragon Spirit kicked the clueless follower, causing the sea turtle to topple and flail its legs skyward.
[Ahhh, Dragon King, I was wrong, I’m dizzy...]
The Dragon Spirit felt even more exasperated and put down his wine glass to look at the place where Yun Ran had encountered trouble.
However, recalling how Yun Ran clearly disliked him earlier, he absolutely wouldn’t look at her ugly face.
Thus, he only pulled out a part of his Dragon Soul to watch Yun Ran’s "joke"!
In the desert at night, the temperature dropped sharply, but fortunately, the camper van had air conditioning.
Although Yun Ran had fainted and the grudge spirit’s tendrils and flowers were taking advantage of the situation, her breath was still relatively stable.
With a loud "bang," a small object landed nearby, creating a pit.
It ca so fast that even the little papern didn’t notice it.
Upon hearing the noise, Xuan Chu imdiately erged from the tent, eyes wary as he looked at the pit not far away.
Apart from the little paperman left to watch over Yun Ran, the others all flew out.
They raised their hands, emitting purple electric flowers, having stolen so Heavenly Thunder when it had previously fallen.
The little uncle spat twice, dusted off his wooden puppet, and jumped out of the pit.
Bla him for miscalculating during his descent, creating a big pit.
Of course, it wasn’t entirely his fault; Yun Ran stuffed him into a wooden puppet.
It was his first ti driving a wooden puppet at full speed, and a slight error occurred!
Seeing the little uncle’s Spirit Puppet, the little papern imdiately put away their electric flowers and ford two respectful lines.
In a chorus of childish voices: "Greetings, Master Huai Yi!"
The little uncle now was barely bigger than the little papern, covered in a lot of dust.
Yet, the small wooden figure inspired such restraint that even Xuan Chu standing nearby felt a strong sense of pressure.
The little uncle waved his hand: "Take to see how that stupid girl is doing!"
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