He's obviously the villain, but the heroine is all for him?

Ling Yun hurried over, wanting to help stop the bleeding, but Qian Hao grabbed his arm and said through gritted teeth, "Master Ling..., is there... is there any way... for me to fight that zombie... for the last... time?"

His eyes were firm, with a hint of anger.

He still had a breath left in him, and he didn't want to watch this evil being continue to harm others.

It is not a problem for Ling Yun to deal with zombies, but if Qian Hao goes up, he will probably die.

Qian Hao is different from other protagonists. He has no conflicts with Ling Yun. Ling Yun even likes the movies he starred in. Moreover, he is willing to sacrifice himself for others. This kind of character is far better than some "protagonists".

"Think carefully. If I save you now, you can still survive. But if I use my Taoist magic to make you fight that zombie, you might not survive for more than an hour."

"That's enough." Qian Hao leaned against the wall, bleeding as he smiled. "It's enough to be able to do something before I die."

"Well."

Ling Yun didn't waste any time and went straight to the utility room to get a big mop. He dipped the mop in Qian Hao's blood, drew a formation on the corridor, and pasted golden talismans on it.

Then, he dipped his fingers in blood and carved the method of stimulating potential and the hemostatic spell on Qian Hao's body.

"As soon as a zombie enters the formation, its strength will be greatly weakened. You have half an hour to deal with it."

"Thank you, Master Ling!"

He felt better than ever, but he also knew that this was just a last gasp.

Ling Yun attached a silver talisman to the Ghost-Slaying Sword and handed it to Qian Hao.

"I'll attract the zombies here, and then it's up to you."

"Ok!"

Qian Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood in the corridor holding the ghost-slaying sword. Ling Yun burned a purple talisman, the smell of which attracted the fleeing zombies.

He hid his figure, and when the zombies came over, they didn't see him, only Qian Hao standing in the corridor.

Qian Hao's body exuded the scent of fresh flesh and blood, which made the zombie extremely eager. It looked at Qian Hao for a moment, then ran towards him on all fours!

The moment the zombies stepped into the blood-colored formation, golden talismans emitted a brilliant light, confining them to this area. No one could escape before the formation expired!

Qian Hao showed no fear. Looking at the zombie in front of him, he seemed to be back on the set of the filming of Mr. Zombie, where he was with Uncle Jiu and the crew. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Master, it’s my turn to get rid of zombies today!

The zombie immediately felt a strong sense of restraint and tried to break free, but the talismans on the wall emitted a strong restraining effect, making it unable to break free.

It roared and cast its gaze on the damned human in front of it.

Qian Hao's upper body was naked, and his whole body was covered with spells drawn by his own blood. He clenched the ghost-slaying sword in his hand and rushed forward with a roar.

The zombie was running on the ground, but the effect of the formation greatly suppressed its strength, causing its originally strange speed to slow down a lot, allowing Qian Hao to track its movement trajectory.

Qian Hao sent it flying with a roundhouse kick, then rushed forward and slashed at it with his sword.

The Demon-Slaying Sword emitted a silver light, and with one strike, a wound appeared on the zombie's shoulder, and bursts of black smoke continued to emerge.

At the same time, the zombie and the two female ghosts wailed at the same time, and a headbutt knocked Qian Hao away.

Qian Hao was still a mortal after all, and this powerful blow sent him flying backwards, causing him to spit out blood.

However, this could not break his will. He jumped up, performed a standard sword technique, and rushed forward again.

A man and a corpse collided violently in this narrow corridor. Due to the formation, other residents had no idea what was happening here.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was approaching the half-hour limit.

Qian Hao's body was covered with many scars again, and the zombie was also covered with sword wounds, and its movements became more and more stiff.

Both of them were half-crouching on the ground, staring at each other.

Qian Hao glanced at the clock on the wall and knew that he didn't have much time left. He clenched the Demon-Slaying Sword, sprinkled it with his own blood, exerted force with his legs, and jumped directly towards the zombie!

The zombie possessed by the female ghost was also blood-thirsty and rushed towards Qian Hao!

Qian Hao raised the sword with both hands and used all his strength to stab the zombie's head.

Although the zombie still wanted to reach out and grab it, it was not as long as the Demon-Slaying Sword. In the end, the sword pierced through its head, and it let out an inhuman sharp scream.

The formation was broken, and Qian Hao fell heavily to the ground. He lay on the ground, squinting one eye as he watched the zombie being suppressed by the talisman on the ghost-slaying sword. The two female ghosts inside the zombie tried to escape, but they were unable to do so.

Soon the voices of the two female ghosts gradually weakened, and finally turned into black smoke and disappeared in the corridor.

Without the support of the female ghost, the zombie transformed by Uncle Dong also stopped moving and lay on the ground, completely breathless...

beep...beep...

There was a faint sound of machine in his ears. Qian Hao opened his eyes and found himself lying on a hospital bed with bandages on his body.

He lifted the quilt and found that he did not feel any pain.

Qian Hao secretly pulled off the bandage and found that new flesh had grown on the injured area, without even a scab!

He suddenly looked at the phone on the bedside table, opened it and found that he had only been in a coma for two days.

There was no one else in the ward. He slowly climbed up from the bed, hung the IV bottle on the bracket beside him, and slowly walked out of the ward holding the bracket.

The nurse outside screamed loudly when she saw him...

"You said you want to take me as your master?"

"Yes, Master Ling."

At Shen Qiaoling's home in the Yinyuan Building, Ling Yun was sitting on the sofa, and Qian Hao was half-kneeling on the ground, with firm belief flashing in his eyes.

The moment he killed the zombie and fell unconscious, he had lost his status as the "protagonist", and successfully allowed Ling Yun's realm to break through to the fifth level of Ju Yuan, and also upgraded the Ghost-Slaying Sword from an ordinary weapon to a first-grade weapon.

Although the improvement is not significant, it is better than nothing.

Ling Yun planned to include the "Thunder Crystal" he had obtained through the Easter egg into it, but there was no master in the city who could forge high-grade weapons, so he might have to go to the ancient martial arts world or even a higher world to look for one.

"Do you want to get rid of the ghost, or do you want to see your wife again?"

Ling Yun said it all, and Qian Hao was not embarrassed, but replied frankly: "Both."

"We don't have much of a master-disciple relationship, but..." Ling Yun took out a peach wood sword and a book from his storage ring. "I'll leave this to you. With your aptitude, self-study won't be a problem. But I warn you, humans and ghosts have different paths. Don't try to do anything beyond the pale. It will only bring misfortune to both sides."

"Thank you, master!"

Qian Hao knelt on his knees and kowtowed repeatedly before solemnly accepting the items Ling Yun had given him.

Shen Qiaoling walked out of the room and brought a cup of tea.

"Teacher's wife!"

Qian Hao called her that quite smoothly, but Shen Qiaoling felt a little embarrassed. It was really awkward to be called that by someone older than her father.

Shen Qiaoling put the tea on the table. Qian Hao held up the tea with both hands and handed it to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun nodded with satisfaction. He could only say that as a warrior from Hongkong, he did follow certain customs and etiquette.

He gladly took the tea, swallowed it slowly, thought for a moment, and took out all the purple talismans he had not used up.

"Keep these talismans. They have different functions. You can check them in the book to see what they are used for. They might save your life in the future."

"Yes!"

He kept the talisman close to his body, kowtowed three times respectfully, and then left.

After Qian Hao left, Shen Qiaoling sat in Ling Yun's arms, her arms around his neck: "Ling Yun, are you really going to accept Qian Hao as your apprentice?"

"No, I'm also testing a possibility... Here it comes!"

Shortly after Qian Hao left, Xiaoxi's reminder sounded!

Qian Hao becomes his brother's apprentice and embarks on the path of Taoist practice. His talent, "Bad Luck (Gray)", transforms into "Drawing Talismans and Chanting Spells (Purple)"! When he interacts with other "protagonists", he can also help his brother weaken their luck!

Sure enough, Qian Hao became the same as Wang Hao, regained his status as the "protagonist", and stood on his side.

However, this is not over.

[Congratulations to my brother for triggering the Easter egg and successfully recruiting a "protagonist" as his apprentice!]

[Reward Brother with a special card—the Ancient Martial Realm Guidance Card! With this card, you can find the entrance to the Ancient Martial Realm hidden on Blue Star!]

A guide card to the ancient martial arts world?

Ling Yun was overjoyed. He didn't expect that an unintentional move of his would lead to such an important card!

Before this, he was trying to find the entrance to the ancient martial arts world, but he didn't expect to find it in Qian Hao!

However, this also made him fall into a certain thought: that is, between the "villain" and the "protagonist", it is true that they are on opposite sides, but that does not mean that all "protagonists" deserve to die, just like Qian Hao. If you encounter such a "protagonist", can you also bring him into your own team and let him help you deal with some small fry?

In the past, his goal was only one - to kill! This was mainly because those "protagonists" were too jumpy, or they were just little bastards from Sakura Empire, the kind whose death was not worth regretting.

Feeling warm on his cheek, Ling Yun turned his head and saw Shen Qiaoling looking at him affectionately. Ling Yun immediately pressed her under him and began to have fun on the sofa in her house...

Qian Hao returned home, opened the door, and heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and saw the crazy Ah Feng standing behind him, with his head down and not daring to look inside.

"You've been seeing things, haven't you?"

Qian Hao's words made Ah Feng raise her head in horror.

If a normal person wants to see ghosts, it is either because his yang energy is almost gone or he is haunted by a ghost.

After the female ghost was expelled, Ah Feng was not only afraid of the scene inside, but she also saw her dead son Xiaobai, which shows that she is different from ordinary people.

Qian Hao walked into the house and opened the curtains. Although it faced north, a faint sunlight still shone in.

Ah Feng looked inside with some fear and found that the nightmare that had troubled her before had disappeared. There were no longer two female ghosts who were hanged and stabbed to death. Instead, there was only warm sunlight.

Qian Hao put the peach wood sword and the book away, and placed the urns of his wife and son's ashes on the cabinet, and smiled gently at Ah Feng.

"This was originally your home. From now on, you and your son can move in. I don't mind."

Ah Feng was inexplicably horrified, while Qian Hao's gaze turned to the white figure hiding behind her...

Chapter 111 Jiuyue's Luck

Bai family manor.

An elderly-looking female Chinese medicine practitioner was taking Bai Lan's pulse.

"Judging from his pulse... Patriarch Bai is currently in very good health, even looking like he's just entered middle age. It's truly astonishing..."

The Chinese medicine practitioner adjusted her glasses. She had seen many well-maintained women, but she had never seen anyone like Bai Lan. Even though her grandson was in his early twenties, her physical fitness still looked like she was about 40. What surprised her even more was that Bai Lan's figure and appearance were even younger than her physical fitness.

"But doctor, I've been suffering from insomnia lately."

"Master Bai, this may be because you are under too much pressure and need some proper adjustment. So, I will give you two doses of tranquilizers, and you can drink some milk before going to bed..."

After listening to the doctor's advice, Bai Lan nodded and asked her confidant Zhu Wan to help get the medicine.

After Zhu Wan and the doctor left, Bai Shuyao just happened to come back.

She took off her suit jacket and hung it on the rack, changed her shoes, and walked straight towards her mother.

"Mom, I just saw Zhu Wan and the doctor leave. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Hey, I don't know why, I haven't been sleeping well lately."

Bai Lan sat on the sofa and rubbed her temples with her hands in distress.

"Let me do it."

Bai Shuyao stood behind the sofa, let her mother's head tilt back slightly, and gently pressed Bai Lan's temple with her hand.

"Well, Yaoyao is still the best. My pain is not in vain."

The beautiful mother had a smile on her face as she rubbed her mother's breasts seriously.

"Yo yo yo, Mom, who are you mocking?"

Bai Yiyi walked out of the room. Bai Lan's words just now were deliberately meant for her to hear.

She sat down next to Bai Lan, lifted one of her legs and placed it on her thigh, and started beating her too.

Bai Lan smiled. Although she was old, fortunately her daughters were by her side and she also had an outstanding grandson. She had no regrets in her life.

"By the way, Mom, Ayun is quite knowledgeable about medicine now. Do you want to ask him for a checkup?"

"Yes, my nephew is really amazing now. He was the one who made the anti-aging pill we ate last time!"

After hearing this, Bai Lan was indeed tempted. After all, if they could even make that kind of magical pill, it should be easy for them to help her solve her insomnia problem.

"Yun'er is out busy, she hasn't come back for two days."