Black Yangjiu died, and even Nascent Soul didn't have time to escape.
"..."
More than three thousand demon cultivator disciples looked at the sect leader's broken body and looked at the woman in front of them in horror.
"He asked me to take the initiative, I didn't attack him sneakily!"
The speed was a bit too fast, Yao Ranran shrugged innocently.
Why are you looking at yourself with such terrifying eyes!
You are all demon cultivators, how about staring at a frail fairy like this?
"Monster, monster!!!"
The demon cultivator screamed, and the Yinluo Sect was instantly leaderless and in chaos.
"Run! Run! The Yungu Sect has invited help, and even the sect leader can't defeat it!"
"Run, run, run away quickly! Leave the green hills behind or there will be no firewood!"
Yao Ranran: "..."
She is obviously a human being, so even if you don't call her a fairy, you wouldn't call her a monster, right?
And the expressions of these people are still so horrified...
The most important thing is that they are demon cultivators, but they call themselves monsters!
Is this a lie?!
Yao Ranran put away the Nine Lotus Ring and tried to save her image, "Don't be afraid, everyone, he was not killed by a monster, it's just that I moved too fast. If you don't believe it, I can demonstrate it to you again at a slower speed!"
"Brothers, did you hear what she shouted?"
"Run away, run away quickly! She is going to continue to attack, but she will torture you bit by bit in slow motion!"
"Damn it, the sect leader has already died so miserably, please don't target me next!"
Yao Ranran: "..."
How come the same words become like this when they reach other people’s ears?
"Master Sect Master, hurry up, hurry up, Fairy Ran Ran is at the mountain gate, and there are more than three thousand demon cultivators and the Yin Luo Sect's sect master surrounding it. If you go a step too late, Fairy Ran Ran may die here!"
Swish!
Yao Ranran stood alone in the middle of the mountain gate with her hands folded across her chest, looking up at the yellow leaves floating from nowhere, with a lonely look on her face.
Yun Dehe, who rushed over with the gatekeeper disciples in his arms, looked confused.
"Where are the three thousand demon cultivator disciples and the Yinluo Sect master you mentioned? Where are they hiding?"
"It's right there... huh? Where are those people in the darkness!!"
The gatekeeper disciple looked outside in shock.
"Where are the people? Where have all those people gone???"
Yun Dehe: "...Are you asking me?"
Gatekeeper disciple: "..."
Yao Ranran turned around and sighed: "You are here."
"Fairy Ran Ran, are you okay?"
The gatekeeper looked at her sighing expression and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Could it be... could it be that Fairy Ran Ran has been kidnapped and forced by those demon cultivators?
Yao Ranran shook her head, "I'm fine."
Yun Dehe was very surprised when he saw Yao Ranran for the first time.
"Is she Fairy Ran Ran, my savior?"
"She is Fairy Ran Ran!" As for the savior, the gatekeeper was very puzzled.
Has Yao Ranran ever saved the life of the sect leader?
Yun Dehe did not leak out the matter about the Phoenix Essence and Blood. The gatekeeper didn't understand the reason and just looked outside in disbelief.
Is it an illusion? Or are they all hiding!
"Fairy Ran Ran, I will open the sect-protecting formation and welcome you in!"
Yun Dehe was so excited that he immediately made some secrets to activate the formation and open a way.
The gatekeeper disciples rushed forward to stop him without fear of death.
"Master, don't let her! The master of Yinluo Sect and more than three thousand demon cultivators are still ambushing her outside. You must not let her in at this time!"
Yao Ranran: "Those more than three thousand demon cultivators..."
"I'm sorry, Fairy Ran Ran. I also want to save you, but the lives of the disciples of the Yungu Sect are more important. You have been controlled by the Yinluo Sect and become a bait. I can only risk my life to prevent the sect leader from letting you in!"
Yao Ranran: "..."
This disciple is indeed loyal, but can you listen to what I have to say?
"Those more than three thousand demon cultivators..."
"No matter whether there are people from the Yinluo Sect lurking outside, I can't let the old black sheep bully my savior. Get out of the way!"
Yun Dehe interrupted Yao Ranran's words, struggled to push away the gatekeeper's body, and started to perform the kneading again.
"No, the sect leader doesn't want it!"
The disciples guarding the gate cried out in grief and anger.
Yao Ranran: "Those demon cultivator disciples you mentioned..."
"Master, are the people from the Demon Sect attacking? I heard that there are more than 3,000 demon cultivators and the master of the Yinluo Sect...where are they...people?"
A hurried flash of light flew over, and Zhao Lingyi also held a gatekeeper disciple in his hand, interrupting what Yao Ranran was about to say.
He looked at the empty mountain gate and was startled, stuttering for a moment.
"Just this one?"
Isn't that a bit too contemptuous?
Yao Ranran was interrupted many times and buried her head.
But she never thought that Zhao Lingyi regarded her as an enemy.
"You silly kid, she is Fairy Ran Ran who saved me, not some magic cultivator!"
Yun Dehe pushed away the gatekeeper disciple who rushed forward again, and successfully opened the sect-protecting formation with a secret seal.
"No!!!" The gatekeeper knelt down on his knees in despair and shed two lines of tears.
Zhao Lingyi: "...Master, what's wrong with him?"
"Don't worry about him. He may be a little nervous because he has been guarding the mountain gate recently."
Yun Dehe didn't care whether Yao Ranran was coerced or not.
After this catastrophe, he figured everything out.
They were usually too cautious, not daring to do this or that, which resulted in Yungu Sect and Suohong Tower falling into a desperate situation, unable to find any outside help.
Yao Ranran was the first savior to lend a helping hand to them.
She had saved his life, and even if he died for her in the end, it was natural!
Zhao Lingyi wanted to follow him out.
Yun Dehe raised his hand to stop him and shook his head, "Just wait for me here. The future of Yungu Sect will be left to you. I am... old!"
"Master, why do you say such things again?" Zhao Lingyi's mouth showed a hint of bitterness.
Yun Dehe looked at his face, his eyes a little moist.
"Well, getting old means getting old. As a teacher, I have to admit that maybe I will never come back when I go out this time. I will ask you to take care of Hui'er!"
After saying this, Yun Dehe resolutely rushed out of the sect-protecting formation, trying to welcome Yao Ranran in.
Zhao Lingyi seemed to sense a dying breath from his words.
"Master, Yungu Sect cannot live without you, my disciple will accompany you!"
He was as fast as the wind and followed quickly.
Yun Dehe became very nervous when he saw this.
"Go back! There are more than 3,000 demon cultivators ambushing and attacking outside. You must not act on impulse at this moment!"
"So that's it. Master, this disciple is not acting on his own initiative. Junior Brother Yunhui has grown a lot and is now able to take charge of his own affairs. If the Yungu Sect is left to him, you and I can rest assured!"
Zhao Lingyi chased after him firmly.
The two gatekeepers held each other's hands and cried.
Yao Ranran: "Everyone, can you be quiet for a while and listen to what I have to say?"
Yun Dehe and Zhao Lingyi were still entangled in the center of the formation, and they froze in place when they heard her voice.
The two gatekeepers sniffed hard and looked at her with tearful eyes.