Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

It was a mess outside.

The once invincible Acropolis Army was pinned to the ground and beaten by the crowd.

The army was completely routed and lost all its weapons.

Fang Yiru and Kuang Jian surrounded the seriously injured Liu Guang and Chi Yan and killed them indiscriminately, beating them up when they were down.

As the eldest son of Prince Wan and the palace master, Chi Yan had never thought that one day they would be surrounded and beaten by hundreds of monks.

Inside the mourning hall, Alan Wangsu's brows were gloomy, his eyes still lingering on the jade coffin.

Time passed slowly and the surroundings became eerily quiet.

The white hand reached into his arms and took out a blood-colored jade talisman.

I recalled the words that person had said.

[If anything happens to her, you must crush this talisman, but remember, do not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.]

The bony fingers slowly stroked the jade talisman.

Maybe now is the time.

Just as he was about to exert force with his fingers, Xiaoru and Kuangjian returned to the main hall with a chill.

"Chi Yan protected Hu Yanluo Liuguang and ran away. The remaining black armor guards were also captured, but they were all injured by the berserk monsters. Their wounds were festered and they won't live long."

The red tasseled spear retracted into his palm, and Xiaoru secretly clenched his fist: "This is their retribution!"

Alan Wangsu was not surprised by this.

Even though he was surrounded by many people, with Chi Yan's cultivation level, he was still able to escape.

With a look of grief on his face, Kuang Jian put away his spear and knelt in front of the jade coffin again.

"The most urgent task is to send the Saint Girl to the Holy Mausoleum immediately."

"no!"

Baichuan Menghu suddenly stood up and stood in front of the jade coffin.

"No one can touch the little master!"

Kuang Jian was full of doubts, "I know you are grieving, but only by sending her to the Holy Mausoleum can we keep the Saint's body from decaying and keep it evergreen!"

Baichuan Menghu slowly shook his head and whispered, "Seven days, if it's seven days later... I won't stop you anymore then."

Kuang Jian frowned, "Seven days? The identity of the Saint Girl has just been announced, and now is the best time to send her to the Holy Mausoleum. If we give Prince Wan and the others time to react, I'm afraid it won't work!"

No matter how the people around him tried to persuade him, Baichuan Menghu still stood in front of the jade coffin, not moving an inch.

Since the young master chose to use the brocade bag to tell others about protecting her for seven days, she must not want anyone to know.

It must be extremely dangerous.

He will keep his promise and protect the young master for seven days!

Alan Wangsu looked him over carefully and his heart suddenly moved.

The ray of light in his chest quickly expanded, illuminating his empty and dark heart.

Could it be that... there really is a glimmer of hope?

Alan Wangsu thought for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at Baichuan Menghu, his voice in a low voice.

"The Saint died as a sacrifice. Her body will soon disintegrate. She cannot wait for seven days."

Baichuan Menghu looked around at everyone and said, "I will use the power of my soul to protect the young master's body!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The consumption of spiritual power can cause serious injury and insanity at best, or death at worst.

Kuang Jian sighed: "Meng Hu, I know you are loyal to the Saint, but even if you die, you can only protect the Saint for seven days..."

"And me, Chu Chu!"

A fat chick squatting at the back of the hall stood up, shook its fluffy feathers, and walked to the side of Baichuan Menghu.

Although the master's breath is gone, their soul contract is still there.

It believes that its master has not disappeared!

Fei Jiujiu and Baichuan Menghu sat on either side of the jade coffin.

Pale golden spiritual energy floated out from the bodies of the two people, transforming into two streams of golden gas and pouring into the jade coffin.

The red tasseled spear in Xiaoru's hand had already reached his chest. His benefactor was dead, and he should have followed him. But now...

He sent his soul into the jade coffin without hesitation.

Alan wiped away his tears tenderly and also stimulated his spiritual power.

"I want to help Sister Ren too! Even if it's the last time!"

Kuang Jian looked at Alan Wangsu, "Prince Alan, you won't stop them? They are simply crazy!"

Alan Wangsu calmly put away the jade talisman and stretched out his hand towards the jade coffin.

A light golden gas flew in from the palm of his hand and fell into the jade coffin.

Alan Wangsu raised the corners of his lips and smiled calmly, "What's wrong with going crazy once?"

Kuang Jian's eyes widened, "Okay, okay, you're all crazy, huh? I'll go all out then!"

He also sent his spiritual power into the jade coffin.

In the sea of ​​stars.

Standing in front of his own soul, the meridians connecting the whole body on his half light gold and half light purple body lit up a little.

But the small print next to it remained unchanged, still reading:

[Blocked: Chaos Nail and Blue Flame Abyss Bracelet double suppress. 】

But the previously dim right eye and left arm have returned to normal position.

The small words that originally read [Scrapped] also disappeared.

There are two progress bars above the head.

Soul integrity: 99%

Mysterious progress bar: 2%

When her arms and eyes were crippled, the integrity of her soul dropped to 70%.

Later, when she self-destructed in Silver Snow City, the integrity of her soul was directly reduced to zero.

Finally, the repair effect of [Endless Reincarnation] was triggered, and the soul's integrity was restored to 99%. The eyes and arms have been healed.

This time, she not only defeated the monster and severely damaged Prince Wan's strength, but also gained the respect of everyone in Yinxue City.

This way, even if she fell into a suspended state of sleep, the people outside would definitely protect her body.

It’s just a pity that I can’t see with my own eyes the miserable appearance of Huyan Luo Liuguang and the Black Armor Guards.

Ren Yi looked at the mysterious progress bar again. It also increased by 1% and currently stayed at 2%.

But what exactly it represents is still unclear.

Seven days later.

The monks spontaneously took turns to guard the city lord's mansion to prevent sneak attacks.

The five people and the bird have been surrounding and transferring their spiritual power at will for seven days.

Even though the loss was shared equally among the five of them, their faces were still frighteningly pale.

Xing Hammer felt distressed when he saw the shaky Alan Wangsu.

"Master, it's been seven days! If this continues, I'm afraid all of you will lose your lives!"

Seeing that they were unmoved, he became anxious: “The Saint would not want to see you like this!”

Star Hammer raised his meteor hammer, and he could only interrupt a few people by force.

Even if the prince wanted to kill him as punishment afterwards, he couldn't just watch them die!

Just as he raised the hammer above his head, he heard a light cough coming from inside the jade coffin.

Everyone in the room was shocked and their eyes all fell on the jade coffin.

White cold air surged out like a wave, and in the hazy mist, a slender figure slowly sat up.

"Cough cough cough... Damn it, why am I still so weak?"

The fog dissipated, and everything in the hall could be seen clearly.

Five people and one bird stood around the jade coffin, and the golden spiritual power was constantly transmitted to her body.

Her body was warm.

In contrast, these people had pale faces, gray cheeks, and slightly trembling bodies, looking like they were about to faint.

Baichuan Menghu was the first to react. He rushed forward and hugged Ren Yi in his arms.

"Young Master, I knew it! I knew it! You are a beast in human clothing, how could you die! Wuuuuuuuu!"

Ren Yi's mouth twitched and he gently patted his sturdy back.

"Since you are so loyal to me, I won't beat you."

Fei Jiujiu raised its wings and threw Baichuan Menghu away, and then it used its two furry wings to circle Renyi.

"As long as the soul contract is not broken, the young master will definitely not die! Chirp!"

Alan Miyi and Xiaoru also rushed over and cried.

Kuang Jian turned around, his shoulders twitching.

He looked at Alan Wangsu who was still standing there.

Alan Wangsu's eyes were full of disbelief, surprise and joy, and he looked straight at her with his clear eyes without any hesitation.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be something in his eyes that was about to overflow.

Outside the door, the guard walked in quickly to report.

"City Lord, Youhuang Palace has sent a team of guards to welcome the body of the Saint into the Holy Mausoleum!"