I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Seeing that Hongsi was about to suffocate the old man to death, Ye Chuhan and Sect Master Ye both stared, not daring to say a word!

The two of them had already stopped him before, and if they tried to stop him again now, it would seem like they didn't know what was good for them!

Just as the old man was about to take his last breath, his two hands, which had been frantically tearing at the red hair on his face, suddenly shifted to Mingchuan's hands as his life slipped away, and he clapped them twice...

The moment he finished taking the photo, the red silk in Mingchuan's hand quickly withdrew halfway, revealing his mouth and nose.

The old man took a deep breath.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! If you let me go, I'll tell you right away!"

Mingchuan's eyes darkened and he let go of his hand.

All the red threads disappeared.

The old man let out a long sigh of relief, covered his neck and coughed several times.

His whole face turned red from coughing.

"Is that enough? It's time to tell it now?" Mingchuan said in a cold voice.

The old man raised his scarlet eyes and stared at Mingchuan fiercely.

After a long time, he finally steadied himself and walked towards a path without saying a word.

"Follow!"

Sect Leader Ye spoke quickly.

He was the first to stand in front of Mingchuan, and followed the old man at a rapid pace, without even having time to ask Mingchuan what was going on with the red silk just now.

Seeing that both of them had left, Ye Chuhan was so anxious that he was spinning around in circles.

"Hey! Where's this guy? What should we do with this thing?"

But Sect Leader Ye and Mingchuan disappeared very quickly without answering him.

Ye Chuhan had no choice but to carry this guy along with him just like he did with Ah Xiong before, and he couldn't help complaining.

"Damn it, why do I have to deal with all this clutter? It's so annoying."

Although he complained, he still ran quite fast.

Soon caught up with the main force.

The three of them gathered together and followed closely behind the old man, limping forward.

not far away.

In the forest, dark purple lines appeared on the ground covered with rotten leaves. Vines coiled around the tree trunks like living snakes, twisting into complex geometric patterns...

Faint phosphorescent light floated in the mist, and countless dry branches looked like shadowy figures.

A chilling wind blew through the forest, the dead branches whimpered uncontrollably, and the leaves rustled...

Even Ye Chuhan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body when he saw this scene.

"Damn, these wizards are really weird."

As soon as he finished complaining, Mingchuan and Sect Master Ye in front of him stopped.

Ye Chuhan thought that his words had affected them.

When he looked forward in panic, he found that under the thick tree trunk in front of him, which was entangled with countless vines, several figures were tied up.

Ye Yan, Lu Qiu, A Xiong...Ji Zhou!

Even that guy named Wang is here!

As for the fallen dragon, it was hanging high on the tree branch!

When Mingchuan's eyes fell on the fallen dragon above, he saw that its limbs were all entangled and hung up by vines, and its body was strangled into countless sections...!

I don’t even have the strength to open my eyes!

"Cough cough cough..."

The old man in front coughed heavily a few times, with a look of pride on his face.

He pointed at these guys and said to Mingchuan with a smile: "They are already here, but whether you can rescue them is another matter."

As he finished speaking, the old man's hand touched the tree trunk next to him. Countless blood flowed out from his palm. The tree trunk seemed to have opened an invisible mouth, madly sucking the blood from his body!

Ye Chuhan stared in disbelief.

"Oh my god, what are you doing?!"

Just as Ye Chuhan finished speaking, they all felt a strange sensation coming from the ground.

When they lowered their heads, they discovered that the vines were growing at a lightning speed and were about to wrap around their bodies!

The strange runes on the ground are still emitting a faint red light!

Sect Leader Ye narrowed his eyes and immediately became angry.

"Stupid thing, how dare you use such a petty trick against me!"

He roared angrily, and the whisk in his hand flew up and down, and the dust threads were entangled with the vines in an instant!

Sect Master Ye pulled hard outwards, and the vines were pulled back hard.

Moreover, an irresistible force also appeared in his palm, but this force emitted a golden light, just like the golden bell that the old man and the young man had felt just now!

A huge ancient bell suddenly emerged from Sect Master Ye’s palm and hit the old man’s brow fiercely!

The old man had been injured by them before, and it was even more difficult for him to mobilize his strength now, but he still retreated quickly, slightly turned his body, and forcibly avoided the attack of Sect Master Ye!

The ancient bell brushed past the side of his face, instantly burning his skin black.

The old man jumped up and down in frustration.

"Mr. Ye! Are you crazy? Why do you have to deal with me? I'm warning you, the guy you're protecting is no ordinary person. He might very well destroy your sect in the future!"

"You are at least a leader in the world of immortal cultivation. How can you be so short-sighted and insist on hanging out with such a person?"

"I'm helping you solve your problems now, don't you understand?!"

Sect Leader Ye's eyes were dark, he put away the whisk in his hand, clasped his hands in front of his mouth, stared at him intently, and kept muttering something.

Endless spells came out of his mouth one after another, hitting the old man one after another. The ancient bell circled above his head. No matter where the old man hid, the ancient bell could accurately find him!

The old man was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He flashed in front of Mingchuan's master and raised his hand to strangle Ye Yan's neck.

However, he never expected that at that critical moment, Mingchuan's figure suddenly appeared like a tiger, and rushed towards the old man with a lot of anger, knocking the old man away from Ye Yan!

The old man howled miserably and flew several meters away. Before he could fight back, the bell suddenly fell from above his head!

He was completely trapped in it!

"You old bastard, let me out!" came the old man's exasperated voice.

Sect Master Ye then slowly put away the whisk in his hand and said disdainfully: "Why would we let a piece of trash like you out?"

Seeing Mingchuan staring at his master and others, Sect Master Ye was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with that guy and hurriedly walked to Mingchuan's side.

"How's it going? Are they okay?"

Mingchuan frowned, looked up and down, and after checking the conditions of several people, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with relief.

"It's okay, I just fainted temporarily, I will recover soon."

Sect Leader Ye nodded, "That's fine. Let's take them away now."

After Sect Leader Ye finished speaking, before Mingchuan could react, he turned around and walked to the ancient bell, lifted up the bell, grabbed the old man's hand, and slashed at his arm!

"what!!!"

Blood splattered everywhere and the old man screamed!