Maybe I shouldn't die.

Lan Linghe turned his head and looked at him, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Shut up."

The demon cultivator seemed not to have heard and continued chattering.

"My friend! Let me go first."

"Isn't it just a quarrel? Do you have to tie me up?!"

"Fellow......"

Lan Linghe: This monster is so annoying!

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate and cast a silencing spell.

The demon cultivator was silenced instantly.

His mouth was still opening and closing, but no sound came out.

It finally quieted down.

Lan Linghe showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and continued to take out the sect token to send a message to another medical practitioner.

"Friend Wen, are you free?"

As he expected, there was no reply.

If this is the case, then the other party is most likely treating Fellow Daoist Black Turtle.

It must have come to the critical moment.

Although he was certain that his guess was correct, he still decided to confirm it first.

Thinking of this, he turned and looked at the demon cultivator in the net.

If I leave by myself, wouldn't it be a bad idea to leave him, a monster, here?

The demon cultivator saw him finally turn around and look at him.

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to say something.

But I soon remembered that I had been banned!

The hope in his eyes immediately turned into disappointment, even despair!

He has such a miserable life!

It was just a period of retreat, but not only was his own courtyard occupied, but he was also arrested for no reason when he knocked on the door.

Isn’t it just to see who robbed his yard?

Lan Linghe didn't care what the demon cultivator in front of him was thinking. After pondering for a moment, he quickly made a decision.

Leaving is necessary.

As for this demon cultivator, he released several puppets with a wave of his hand.

Just use a puppet to watch him!

Afterwards, he went up and carefully checked the magical net that bound the demon cultivator, confirming that it showed no signs of damage.

After doing all this, he turned around and left without hesitation - towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Demon cultivator:?

Why did he leave like this? What should he do?

He struggled and squirmed frantically.

I cried silently in my heart:

Don't go!

But the figure in front of him did not stop at all.

He could only watch the people leave until he walked out of the courtyard and closed the formation.

He was the only monster left in the yard.

A lonely and tied up demon.

Tears of sadness flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.

He could only cry silently!

-

After leaving his own courtyard, Lan Linghe came to the door of Xuangui's courtyard.

"dong dong dong"

He first knocked on the formation tentatively.

Nothing happened inside.

He waited for a moment before continuing to activate the formation.

"dong dong dong"

There was still no response from inside.

Lan Linghe frowned.

Even if he is receiving treatment inside, it shouldn't be like this!

Just as he was thinking this, the demon-killing order hanging on his waist vibrated.

Without any hesitation, he picked it up and examined it.

It was a message from Zhu Huan.

"Please wait a moment, Taoist friend. It will be ready soon."

After receiving the news, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope nothing unexpected happened.

Since this couldn't be completed in a short time, he didn't plan to continue standing here waiting.

He turned around and planned to go back to the courtyard first.

As he turned around, the gate behind him creaked open.

The person who walked out was Taoist Fellow Zhu Huan.

He started by apologizing:

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Lan, the treatment for Master Black Turtle is at a critical moment here, and we didn't notice the news."

Lan Linghe turned around when he heard the voice:

"It's okay. Would you like to go with me to meet the monk?"

Zhu Huan nodded:

"That's how it should be."

If he didn't want to see who would go to Han Qingshu at this time, he wouldn't have come out early.

Lan Linghe nodded:

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards his own courtyard.

Zhu Huan followed without any hesitation.

The two courtyards were not far apart, just a few steps away, and soon they arrived at the gate of Lan Linghe's courtyard.

The protective formation enveloped the entire courtyard.

Lan Linghe performed the magic gestures skillfully.

The gate opened with a creak.

At the same time as the courtyard gate opened, a fiery red figure rushed out from inside.

He ran towards him head on.

It was a bit surprising, but Lan Linghe didn't even blink.

The figure was extremely fast, and in a flash it arrived in front of him, and then...

It hit the golden protective light shield hard - that was a defensive magic weapon, a light shield that would automatically activate when it was attacked.

"Boom"

A dizzy, staring red bird slid down from the golden protective light shield.

Then it fell to the ground with a "bang".

Even the little wings flapped weakly twice.

Like a last struggle.

Lan Linghe looked at the little red bird that fell to the ground expressionlessly.

He was able to escape, he must be quite powerful.

But he must have paid a lot of price, otherwise he wouldn't have fainted so easily.

Thinking of this, he squatted down and prepared to reach out to pick up the unconscious bird.

At this moment, a slightly hesitant voice came from behind.

"Zhu Ke?"

The bird, who had fainted, was unable to answer.

But Lan Linghe couldn't help but pause, and then quickly continued.

"know?"

After he stood up, he handed the red bird in his hand to Zhu Huan and asked calmly.

Zhu Huan took the bird, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then answered confidently:

"If nothing unexpected happens, he is my cousin."

Lan Linghe: ...What other accidents could there be? The prototype is already in your hands.

Although he thought so in his heart, his face remained calm.

"It seems to be a misunderstanding."

Zhu Huan shook his head.

"It's not necessarily a misunderstanding. I remember he was in seclusion before. How come he came out at this time?"

There is something wrong with what he said, otherwise he would not have captured the monster directly before.

But he would never show such thoughts on his face.

"That's the case, just take him away."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment before continuing:

"If it turns out to be a misunderstanding, please let me know. I will apologize to him."

Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with his caution, he wouldn't mind apologizing if it was really a misunderstanding.

Zhu Huan said:

"If you want to know the result, just inform me later, but you don't need to apologize. In this situation, you should be more cautious."

Lan Linghe did not answer directly, but handed over a bottle of healing pills and said:

"He is seriously injured. Please take him to heal first."

It is not easy to break free from the Qiankun Net, not to mention that there is a puppet guarding on the side.

Zhu Huan was not polite, he took the jade bottle and said apologetically:

"I won't be polite to you, fellow Taoist. We are indeed short of healing medicines."

After experiencing the demonic tide and fighting the demonic hand, most of the healing pills and spiritual items in the warehouse had been used up.

Although I have planned to continue applying to the Cultivator Alliance.

But the stuff didn’t arrive that fast.

After all, he is my cousin, so he needs to be healed.

Of course, we will only heal him after confirming that he is fine. The demon cultivators have strong physiques, so a delay of such a short time will not cause any problems.