Zhong Hanyun came to Ye Meng's side and gently touched Ye Meng's forehead with his hand. An unusual wave occurred to check Ye Meng's condition.

Suantian, Tianhuo Taoist and others stood aside, silently waiting for the results.

Regarding Ye Meng, Suantian naturally wanted to save him, not for anything else but because his name was Ye Meng and he had a terrifying background.

As for Taoist Tianhuo, he has no intention of resurrecting Ye Meng. Ye Meng is also a genius, and a good genius. If he is alive, he will be a great help to Suantian Pavilion, which will make Suantian Pavilion have a strong influence on Tianhuo.

The dependence of the world has been greatly reduced, and it is best to remain half dead and never have any vitality.

But he had no choice. His precious son was obsessed with Piao Ling, so he could only ask a peerless master to come and revive Ye Meng.

As time passed, the fluctuations on Zhong Hanyun's palm became more and more obvious, seeming to penetrate Ye Meng's mental barrier and enter Ye Meng's consciousness space.

His soul power continued to be exerted, but apart from Ye Meng's expression of pain and beads of sweat on his face, his body remained motionless, and it seemed to have no effect on him.

After another half an hour, Zhong Hanyun slowly stopped the exercise, and there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked a little tired and seemed to have consumed a lot of energy.

"This boy is terrible!" Zhong Hanyun said this after finishing his work.

"Brother Zhong, what do you mean?" Suantian was a little confused, as was Taoist Tianhuo.

Experts like Zhong Hanyun are people who have high vision. In his eyes, so-called geniuses are just average, but today he is different from usual. He used the word "this guy is scary" to describe him.

"His consciousness space is extremely strong, and I can't break through to his consciousness space."

Zhong Hanyun paused and smiled bitterly: "To put it simply, I can't save him! Unless he takes the initiative to let my soul power enter his consciousness space. Unfortunately, he can't control his consciousness space now, so

...I have no way to save him!"

"Brother Zhong, this is impossible! As far as I know, your soul path has reached its ultimate state, and no one can surpass you in this aspect. For you, it shouldn't be too long to save Ye Meng's main soul from chronic illness.

Is it a big problem?!"

Zhong Hanyun smiled bitterly, "If your main soul is injured, I can save you, but I can't save Ye Meng. His consciousness space is very dense, and there is a special layer of fluctuations to hold it in, and I can't break through it, at least in terms of skills.

I can't break through it."

Zhong Hanyun looked at Suantian again, "According to the strength of my soul power, I can certainly defeat him, but that will only break his consciousness space. It is also time for this kid to die. You probably won't agree with me.

Let’s do this?!”

Suantian smiled bitterly, if he used his soul power to impact Ye Meng's consciousness space, he could easily break through it, but the problem is that once the impact occurs, Ye Meng will definitely die.

The reason why they invited Zhong Hanyun over was naturally because they wanted to revive Ye Meng through the use of the Soul Avenue, otherwise it would be meaningless.

"I think this kid must have practiced extremely powerful soul skills, otherwise he would never be able to reach this level, and even I wouldn't be able to enter his consciousness space."

Zhong Hanyun gave a relatively reasonable guess.

Ye Meng's realm is really nothing in their eyes, but he has the ability to stop Zhong Hanyun's intrusion. Naturally, he has practiced extremely powerful soul skills.

This is quite true. The soul technique practiced by Ye Meng is "Soul Life". This is a peerless technique that specializes in the path of the soul. It possesses unimaginable mystery.

This time, Ye Meng's soul power was completely consumed, and the "Soul Life" technique started to operate automatically, allowing his main soul to retain a little soul power.

Otherwise, how could he survive until now?

Because of the protection of the "Soul Life" technique, he was able to survive, but because of the protection of the "Soul Life" technique, he was completely prevented from receiving help from outside forces, making it impossible for him to recover.

One gain and one loss have their own destiny.

"Senior..." This time Piao Ling ignored etiquette and walked directly to Zhong Hanyun and said: "Senior, are you really unable to revive Brother Ye?"

There was a smile on Zhong Hanyun's face, "That's not necessarily true, but I have to study it. I hope you will give me your brother Ye and let me study it carefully."

At this moment, there was a cunning look on his face.

"Don't even think about this!" Suan Tian refused to answer the call before Piao Ling could reply.

Give Ye Meng to him, and he will probably dismantle Ye Meng in minutes.

He was a master who cultivated the soul path. He suddenly discovered that Ye Meng had problems that he could not solve, which made him curious and even crazy.

If Ye Meng is handed over to him in this way, the torture Ye Meng will suffer will definitely not be light, and he will definitely not survive. How could he do such a thing?

At this moment, Suantian, Taoist Tianhuo and others all fell silent.

The expert they invited was the one who was most likely to revive Ye Meng. Since he couldn't revive Ye Meng, there was no need to rely on other methods.

"Brother Sutian..." Taoist Tianhuo considered it carefully, raised his hands with a smile on his face, "Look at Quanzi's marriage..."

Suantian also frowned, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't know what to do. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to part with a junior like Piao Ling, but because he felt that since Taoist Tianhuo had agreed to save Ye Meng, Piao Ling would marry Prince Tianhuo.

But now that the promise has not been fulfilled, how can he agree?

But the real problem is that it is impossible not to agree. According to the development of the situation, it may not be long before the Tianxu world will become a battlefield. He needs to leave a way out for the Nanguo clan and Suantian Pavilion.

He wanted to seek help from Taoist Tianhuo, so he had to bow his head!

"This..." Suan Tian was about to speak when he saw a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard appearing behind him.

He walked to Suantian and Tianhuo Taoist, and bowed slightly, "Dad, don't worry, Piao Ling is going to marry Prince Tianhuo, and the wedding ceremony will be held in five months."

The person who came suddenly was none other than Piao Ling's father Nan Guojie, and his appearance just solved Suantian's dilemma.

Suantian didn't want to bow his head, but he had to take into account the survival of Suantian Pavilion and even the Nanguo clan, so having one of his juniors come forward to settle the matter was a step down for both parties.

"Okay... okay... okay... it's settled!" Taoist Tianhuo stroked his gray beard and hair with a smile on his face.

What he values ​​most is his son, Prince Tianhuo. His love for Prince Tianhuo is unimaginable, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to make this son the prince.

This shows his love for the Heavenly Fire Prince.

Now that he heard that Prince Tianhuo was going to marry the woman he liked, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I won't marry!" Piao Ling suddenly broke out and shouted: "I will never marry. I will never marry until Brother Ye recovers completely."

"What?" Nan Guojie's tone suddenly changed, his eyes filled with anger.

But he didn't explode, he just kept it in his heart.

"Haha, this little girl doesn't want to get married. It seems she looks down on my Heavenly Fire World..."

Taoist Tianhuo was also angry. His son wanted to marry her, but she only had one other man in her eyes. How could he not be angry?

He was willing to invite Zhong Hanyun over before, but Prince Tianhuo had to work hard to agree.

However, those were all agreements reached in private, which made Taoist Tianhuo's face bearable.

But now he said it blatantly, giving no face to the Skyfire World. How could he, the ruler of a large world, not be angry?

This is simply an insult to the Skyfire World!

"Pa..."

Nan Guojie took action, raised his hand and slapped Piao Ling, and five blood-red handprints appeared.

"The orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker, whether you want it or not, you must marry Prince Tianhuo in five months."

Nan Guojie was also furious. He didn't particularly like Piao Ling, his daughter, and even felt a little disgusted with her.

But because he was protected by Ruoran, it was difficult for him to have an attack.

But today's occasion was different. He just felt that this daughter was really disobedient and didn't care about the future of the Nanguo clan at all.

What's even worse is that he actually dared to contradict her face to face, and he had to be taught a lesson.

Suantian looked at his son Nan Guojie's actions, frowned, and felt disappointed.

Once upon a time, his family was extremely glorious, and there was more than one master who truly reached the realm of immortals. It was extremely glorious, and it was a giant-like family force.

Although they all fell in the Fallen Immortal Era, due to their own existence, although the Nanguo clan is no longer as glorious as it was in the past, it is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others.

But what Nan Guo Jie did in front of him made him deeply disappointed. He felt that it was only through women that the Nan Guo clan could survive.

This made him extremely frustrated, a kind of depression brewing in his chest, and he wanted to vent it out.

But after all, he is a person who has seen the world, and has a very deep understanding of the cruelty of the upcoming war, and will not give up the entire family for the happiness or unhappiness of future generations.

He didn't speak, but held a breath in his heart.

Piao Ling covered her cheek, a trace of stubbornness appeared in her eyes. Although tears were rolling, she still held it back.

"If you kill my mother, there will no longer be any relationship between us. I decide who I want to marry, and you have no right to interfere with my affairs!"

"It's really outrageous!" Nan Guojie raised his palm, wanting to slap Piao Ling again.

With a bang, Nan Guojie's body flew back, and a figure that was not very tall, even a little pudgy, appeared in front of him.

And he was Mr. Nan Guo, whom Ye Meng often saw and had a big fight with every time.

"I say Nan Guojie, you should hit less people in the future. If you hit people again, don't blame me for being rude."

There was an evil smile on Mr. Nan Guo's face, and the expression he looked at Nan Guo Jie was completely malicious.

"How dare you, a bitch like you, be rude to me? Looks like I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Nan Guojie was so angry that it would be nice if he didn't cause trouble for him, but he actually dared to be rude to him? It doesn't matter who is rude to whom!
Chapter completed!