Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

"The Sorrow-Soothing Valley is not far ahead. Be careful of ambushes."

"Yes."

Although the tactics had been arranged before the march, Su Qingchen still reminded them again when the battle was about to begin.

Mo Zhu followed Su Qingchen closely, paying close attention to whether there was any unusual movement ahead.

"Wei Zhuo's Immortal Army!"

Yesterday's guard appeared cheerfully beside Mo Zhu and greeted him softly and warmly.

"How did you know my name?"

"Ah? The whole army knows your appearance and your name."

Although the voice was low, Su Qingchen, who was right next to him, could still hear it. He chuckled and asked, "Has Wei Xiaoxianjun made friends?"

"No." Mo Zhu answered without caring about the life or death of his allies.

"Priest Qingchen!"

The guard saluted Su Qingchen on horseback first, then whispered to Mo Zhu in dissatisfaction: "Why aren't we friends anymore? We talked for so long yesterday."

Mo Zhu walked while looking straight ahead, completely ignoring the guards.

"You can hear and speak, why are you ignoring me?"

The guard had been getting angrier and angrier since Mo Zhu left yesterday, and today he finally found a chance to ask.

In the end, Mo Zhu still ignored him.

"Hey? You can't do that. When you were a monster, you had no rules, but in the fairy world, you have to be polite, okay? Politeness means if someone asks you a question, you have to answer him..."

The guard's words gradually became unclear, and Mo Zhu immediately became alert, but it was only a moment of distraction, and the abnormal feeling returned.

The guard beside him stopped talking and just followed the team forward boredly.

Mo Zhu led Su Qingchen's horse and looked up at Su Qingchen.

Suddenly, a black evil fog came from the front and rushed towards Su Qingchen.

Su Qingchen was shocked and shouted, "Mo Zhu! Protect me!"

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Zhu attacked Su Qingchen on horseback with a Spirit Dispersing Palm.

"Ah..." With a scream, Su Qingchen turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

The illusion was broken, and Su Qingchen saw that the immortal army was sitting quietly on the ground, all of them were still trapped in their own illusions. Some of them even began to turn into white smoke and gradually dissipated because they could not resist the illusions in the illusion.

"Priest."

Mo Zhu called out to Su Qingchen, who was sitting on horseback with his eyes closed.

Seeing that there was no response, he sat on the ground like the other immortal soldiers, and then the Demon Source left his real body and entered Su Qingchen's illusion.

It's the same place where we just walked.

"My lord, I want to return to the Monster Forest?"

Mo Zhu, who was leading the horse, said.

"what?"

"I want to return to the Monster Forest and live a free life."

Su Qingchen looked at Mo Zhu, his breathing a little unsteady.

"you are not happy."

"Yes."

“…Okay, wait…”

Before Su Qingchen could finish his words, Mo Zhu, who was leading the horse, disappeared with a cry of "Ah" without even a puff of smoke.

Su Qingchen on horseback opened his eyes as if awakened from a nightmare and looked around blankly.

"Mo Zhu!" he shouted when he saw Mo Zhu sitting upright on the ground.

Mo Zhu just slowly opened his eyes, seeming a little unhappy.

"Sir, the water monster's ambush has been advanced, and the immortal soldiers who are still sitting are trapped in the illusion."

Su Qingchen looked around again. Some of the immortal soldiers had woken up, but some were disappearing.

"Seal."

"Yes." Mo Zhu replied.

Su Qingchen dismounted and sat in a row with Mo Zhu.

"No action, no self, good devil seal."

As soon as the spell was uttered, two beams of light, one black and one white, emanated from the fingertips of Mo Zhu and Su Qingchen, merged in the air, and then spread out like a blizzard, covering all the immortal army soldiers.

But after a moment, many immortal soldiers gradually stood up soberly, as if they had finished a tiring dream and were groping their way back to reality.

"Priest, thank you for your help."

The Martial Priest walked up to Su Qingchen and said.

"The intelligence is wrong. We need to be more careful ahead."

Su Qingchen reminded.

"Yes, let the immortal army rest here for a while. I will let the tiger and leopard spirit beasts investigate the situation."

"Ah."

After saying this, the martial priest went to the front to command.

"Have you never entered the illusion?"

Su Qingchen was very curious about how Mo Zhu had time to enter his illusion.

"Have."

"Is it me?"

Illusions usually feature people and environments that the trapped person is most familiar with, so that they will be willing to indulge in them and exhaust their spiritual power.

"Yes."

"How did you figure it out?"

"The demonic energy is attacking suddenly. You are on horseback. Let this slave protect you."

"what?"

Su Qingchen didn't quite understand.

"I asked you to protect me and you killed me?"

"You can block it yourself, not call a slave."

"Kitten! When did you know me better than I do?"

Su Qingchen felt happy after hearing this and called out "kitten".

“Since childhood.”

Mo Zhu answered seriously.

Before Su Qingchen had time to ask Mo Zhu whether he was in his own illusion, he saw the little fairy soldiers guarding Mo Zhu still sitting on the ground.

"Mozhu, go check on him, he hasn't come out yet."

"Hello, hello."

Mo Zhu patted him and called him in a friendly manner.

"Sir, let me go in and take a look."

"Ah."

As he spoke, Mo Zhu sat down on the ground again, and the magic source in his body entered the guard's illusion.

"Father, I'm here with you."

"Good boy, I'll take you home."

An elder in immortal robes took the guard's hand and walked into the dense forest.

Gradually, the elder began to turn into black smoke, and he looked at the guards with tears in his eyes.

"No! Don't save me! Don't save me! I want my father! Father!"

The guard held the elder's hand tightly and shouted at the top of his lungs.

But in the end, the elder disappeared in front of the dense forest.

The illusion was broken again, Mo Zhu opened his eyes and stared at the guard who was still unconscious.

"Ah..." The guard widened his eyes and breathed heavily.

Then he started crying sadly.

"Wuwuwuwu... I told you not to save me... Wuwuwuwuwu... Father..."

He buried his head in his hands and lay on the ground, unable to control his emotions.

"I am a demon beast, ... Water Horse Beast."

Mo Zhu spoke reluctantly.

"We demon beasts don't understand the rules of the immortal world. We only know how to fight. If it's out of hatred, we must fight at all costs. It's either you die or I die."

"You are a soldier from the immortal realm. Why would you willingly die at the hands of the enemy? You are the only one who can avenge your father."

"Not the father who was made up of resentment, but the father who truly raised you."

"Only you can avenge him."

Mo Zhu pulled the guard up from the ground, looked at his tear-stained face, and emphasized.

"Ah."

The guard hummed softly with a red nose, and his eyes unconsciously looked into Mo Zhu's glasses, as if trying to see something clearly.

Mo Zhu couldn't help but think about what kind of appearance he had now.

"Well then stand up!"

Mo Zhu was impatient and stood up first.