A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

The movement from the protection circle also alarmed the barrier. Meng Xianjue was the first to get up, and the first thing he did was to walk to Cheng Weiwan's side, and gently pushed him awake: "Senior."

Cheng Weiwan rubbed her eyes, sat up with her right arm propped up, her eyes were sleepy and she couldn't care about anything else, her loose collar slipped to the side, revealing a small piece of scenery.

Meng Xianjue looked at him: "Senior, a ghost corpse is coming."

The yawn that Cheng Weiwan originally had in his throat was swallowed in an instant, he woke up instantly, frowned and asked, "Where is it?"

He thought that ghost corpses had entered the barrier, and he was about to get up in a hurry, but he suddenly remembered that he added a layer of concealment spells outside the barrier the moment he fell into the barrier, those ghost corpses should not find their That's right.

Meng Xianjue looked up, with some inexplicable emotion in his eyes: "Over there."

Cheng Weiwan turned his head to look, and saw that the protective circle that was regarded as the island of peace by all the disciples was full of bloody and scrambling horror events.

In the extreme crisis, it has fully demonstrated what is inherently evil in human nature.

Zhang Chengcan sat in the crane, folded his arms and looked at the mess outside the crane indifferently. He stayed out of the matter and watched with nothing. The life and death of other people had nothing to do with him.

The goatee disciple was finally eaten back by his own sins. He was eaten into several pieces by hordes of ghost corpses, and he didn't even have the qualifications to become a ghost corpse.

And the other disciples were not much better, trying to pull other people to make shields for themselves to block their bodies, but in the end both of them ended up as ghost corpses. It can accommodate many people, but it just closes the door and only cares about itself.

The ghost corpses outside are still pouring into this already devastated protection circle.Cheng Weiwan stared blankly for a while, then said, "Meng Xianjue, remove that protective circle."

"Why?"

Cheng Weiwan knew that they could actually save those disciples.Just now he roughly counted, originally there were about fifty disciples, but now there are only about fifteen disciples who can barely be considered alive with human will.They could save them, but they would have to pay a high price, and if they did, they would only be able to save at most five people in that high-intensity fight.

They didn't need to take such a big risk to save five people who would not only appreciate them but also be their enemies.

Cheng Weiwan knew that this was cruel, but instead of driving the protective circle and letting those disciples waste Meng Xianjue's strength and energy in the circle, it is better to stop the loss in time.

But Meng Xianjue may not listen to him at all.

Because these are disciples of Tianmen.

The real decision should be made by Meng Xianjue.

During the short period of Cheng Weiwan's silence, Meng Xianjue was always looking at him with his head tilted. He could see Cheng Weiwan's struggle and hesitation. In the end, when he saw the hesitation in Cheng Weiwan's eyes disappear. Only then did he chuckle lightly, with Cheng Weiwan's appearance reflected in his eyes, and said, "Okay."

When hearing Meng Xianjue's answer, Cheng Weiwan didn't realize that he was actually relieved.

He also didn't realize that no matter from which angle he looked at it, he had put himself on Meng Xianjue's side.In his subconscious, it seems that there is no second choice.

The protective circle disappeared, ghost corpses poured in endlessly, and those disciples were completely exposed to the crisis.Those disciples who suffered slight scratches and still maintained their human will suddenly remembered the crane behind them. They looked at each other and smiled, overjoyed, and quickly turned around. Some disciples even pulled their companions who had been bitten but had not yet turned into ghost corpses. Standing behind him, he tried to stop the ghost corpses who were chasing him, and buy himself time to escape.

but……

When they arrived at the gate of Hemu, they found that the gate of Hehuo was tightly closed.

Someone shouted: "Brother Zhang, the ghosts are attacking outside, please save us!"

There was complete silence within the crane, and no one responded at all.

When these people are on the verge of death, they will show incomparable courage. At this time, they don't care about etiquette, and they swarm up, slamming the door of the crane.

Using the magic talisman to blow up the door, using brute force to charge, I tried my best, but I couldn't open the door at all.

But at this moment, the door seemed to be temporarily restricted. No matter who touches the door, it will be blasted to the distance by a huge spiritual current. One disciple was hit by this sudden force. Lingliu blasted to the center of the group of ghost corpses, and there was no time to resist, and was bitten into a sieve in an instant, reduced to ghost corpses.

At this point, all the disciples' faces turned ashen, and they understood one thing.

Zhang Chengcan was inside Hehuo, so he could clearly know what happened outside.Even earlier than them, they discovered that the protection circle had entered the ghost corpse.

But Zhang Chengcan just sat quietly in the crane by himself from the beginning to the end, never made a move, and never told them anything.

Zhang Chengcan's intention is very simple.

He didn't want to help at all.

He is extremely selfish and just wants to ensure that he survives.

At the juncture of life and death, the disciples who knew that Zhang Chengcan could not be relied on regretted endlessly. At this time, they remembered that Wei Jiuyang, who was their enemy and chose Meng Xianjue.

It was also at this time that they remembered in a trance that a long time ago, when Zhang Chengcan had not entered the Tianmen, Meng Xianjue, as the head of the three sages at the foot of Tianlu, was a well-deserved young talent.Although he is strict, he always has an ice-like face and treats his disciples indifferently.

But they all remember.

When encountering difficulties and dangers in cultivation, the person they turn to for help is Meng Xianjue.

And Meng Xianjue will come as soon as possible to give them advice or help them out of danger.

Therefore, the young disciples in Tianmen respected Meng Xianjue a lot.

But I don't know when, it seems that since Zhang Chengcan came to Tianmen, Zhang Chengcan acted in a very high-profile way, and Xuanwei Zhenren seemed to be recommending him openly and secretly, so they gradually forgot about Meng Xianjue.

But it is too late to think of these now.

They sealed the pearls with their own hands, and placed cheap fish eyes on high platforms for people to worship.

At this time, no matter how much they asked for help, the trustworthy support behind them would not come to rescue them, but they forced away their previous beliefs one sentence at a time, and let Meng Xianjue face the danger alone.

The wave of ghost corpses behind them was already very close to them. Before they died, they all had a very consistent sentence in their minds.

"If I had followed Senior Brother Meng at that time, I wouldn't have died."

At this point, Zhang Chengcan led the rescue operation to Changyang Mountain, and ten people including Meng Xianjue were wiped out on the way.

Zhang Chengcan huddled in the corner of the crane, trembling all over his body, his eyes were full of panic and hatred, the thin clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat, he hated Xuanwei, hated why Xuanwei wanted him to be the team leader, come on Supporting Chang Yangshan, but also hating Meng Xianjue, why did they refuse to save them.

Suddenly, the whole crane shook violently, and Zhang Chengcan raised his head tremblingly, only to find that ghost claws were sticking out tenaciously in front of the crane.

It's those ghosts!

Zhang Chengcan screamed in horror, stepped back on his knees, grabbed a hard object and slammed it forward frantically, he tried his best to shrink himself back into a narrow and dark corner. Blocked outside, Zhang Chengcan squatted where he was, shaking like chaff.

He is a coward, looking at the mess on the ground, indifferent.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears like a wraith: "Trash."

Zhang Chengcan raised his head in a daze, and it took him a while to realize what was going on. He couldn't help being overjoyed, as if he had grasped the straw to save his life, he suddenly turned around, eagerly looking for the direction of the voice, and shouted: "Senior, senior! , where are you, come and save me!"

The man who made the sound snorted coldly, and appeared in front of Zhang Chengcan like a ghost.

Seeing the black-clothed man appearing out of nowhere, Zhang Chengcan could hardly control his emotions. He rushed forward, hugged the black-clothed man's thigh, and cried desperately: "Senior, please save me quickly, come with me!" The disciples who came here are all dead, now I am the only one left, I can't even reach Changyang Mountain, senior, I don't want to die..."

The man in black threw Zhang Chengcan away impatiently, his whole body was wrapped tightly, and his voice seemed to be hidden in the noisy noise, even if people listened attentively, it was not real.

"Zhang Chengcan, listen carefully, this is your last chance..."

Zhang Chengcan immediately wiped away his tears. He raised his head and listened carefully like the most devout believer.

another side.

Cheng Weiwan couldn't bear to watch the bloody scene like a ghost massacre, he turned around and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "Let's go."

Meng Xianjue's eyes were always chasing Cheng Weiwan, his every frown and smile changed with Cheng Weiwan's changes, after Cheng Weiwan talked to him, his expression instantly became vivid and colorful :"good."

Cheng Weiwan called Ling Siyao in a series of fatal calls, and asked him to contribute the small spirit ship.

Ling Siyao listened to Cheng Weiwan's words in a daze, and set out the little spirit boat.

The small spirit boat can hold four or five people at most, but it is barely enough to hold ten people, there is no place to sit, and everyone can only stand close to each other.

Seeing so many people coming up, Ling Siyao was stunned. She was twitching in pain, and she was expressionless, pretending not to care, but her heart was already so picky that she was about to wrinkle into a bun.

However, when Ling Siyao was about to start it with all his strength, he found sadly that this small spirit boat could not carry so many people at all. It squirmed forward tenaciously a few times, emitting a few wisps of black smoke, squeaking It creaked to a stop.

The people in the little spirit boat looked at each other and coughed twice in embarrassment.

Cheng Weiwan patted Ling Siyao on the head angrily: "Are you reliable?"

Ling Siyao thumped the console: "Is this my business? Can Mavericks pull a cart?"

Just as Cheng Weiwan was about to reply, he suddenly felt an abnormal spiritual fluctuation. He suddenly turned his head, but felt a sharp pain in the Lingfu. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, frowned and covered his lower abdomen, frowning: "The barrier is about to be broken!"

Meng Xianjue frowned, he supported Cheng Weiwan, and said in a low voice, "Someone is here."

Enduring the severe pain, Cheng Weiwan straightened up and looked in Meng Xianjue's direction together: "He is a remarkable person."

Suddenly, as soon as the words fell, the outside of the barrier was attacked more intensely. Cheng Weiwan's face was like gold paper, and the blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth unstoppably.

Meng Xianjue held Cheng Weiwan firmly, pressed his voice against his ear, and said softly, "Wanwan, remove the barrier."

Seeing this, Ling Siyao knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and she was anxious, so she couldn't help shouting: "Everyone sit down, I'm going to start the spirit ship."

Cheng Weiwan endured the severe pain, and Meng Xianjue supported him to stand still. He panted violently, and removed the barrier, the salty blood was still in his mouth, but the moment the barrier was removed, he felt like Ghost corpses like a sea tide attacked them, holding their wheels tightly, and some even climbed to the top of the spirit ship, screaming and roaring, making the spirit ship that was already heavy and difficult to move forward worse, no matter how hard they were step forward.

Tonight, everyone in Tianmen can't escape the road of annihilation.