I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

After all, he only came for Ye Qingmeng. He could only do his best for the safety of others.

"Ah this..." Yin Yang Taoist couldn't do it anymore.

Although you are a spirit, if you go up alone you can only exchange one for one with Tang Moyu, right?

Before the two gods decide the winner, the righteous people in the town are still in danger.

Other righteous monks were also puzzled.

"Master Xiao, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"With the devil in front of us, how can we retreat?!"

"Let us at least do our part!"

Everyone was already feeling ashamed of the misunderstanding just now, and now seeing Xiao Wuyou going alone, they felt even more guilty. If they didn't kill a few demons, they would feel ashamed of themselves.

Xiao Wuyou was somewhat amused and said casually: "Then you can follow Yin Yang Dao Jun to harass the demons who are besieging the city from behind."

It’s called harassment, but in fact it’s just a sideshow.

There is no way. This place is some distance away from the town. By the time these monks get there, the business will have already been completed and the stalls will be closed.

The monks still found it hard to accept, but Yin Yang Dao Jun chimed in: "Master Xiao has his own arrangements, we just have to obey."

This old man is really smart! He knows that fishing in troubled waters is the best way to win!

Xiao Wuyou nodded slightly to Yin Yang Taoist to show his affirmation.

Seeing this, Yin Yang Taoist was stunned.

Xiao Wuyou really has a plan! It's definitely not as simple as letting us fish in troubled waters!

However, Yin Yang Dao Jun couldn't figure out how he should cooperate with Xiao Wuyou, so he asked, "Master Xiao, how should we act specifically?"

Xiao Wuyou was a little amused: "Don't worry too much, Master Yin Yang will make the decision for himself."

After hearing this, the old man thought for a moment and suddenly understood.

Let me make the decision myself? It seems that Lord Xiao has already figured out everything, so I don't need to worry about it.

Chapter 28 Determination

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The forces of good and evil outside the ancient city have been fighting for a long time.

At first, the morale of the righteous side was quite high. They firmly defended the city wall and waited for reinforcements to arrive.

However, as time passed, no righteous monks showed up, and the defenders of the city wall were not only exhausted, but also gradually became desperate.

The balance of victory is moving away from the right path little by little.

"Surrender! No one will save you! Hand over Ye Qingmeng, and I, the Guidu Sect, will spare your lives!"

An old man in the Nascent Soul stage stood above the battlefield and shouted.

"Don't spread rumors to confuse the public!"

Zhang Caiwei shouted loudly, holding the mysterious true fire in her hand, stepping on the maple leaf, breaking through the air and rushing forward.

"Lord Xiao has arrived with reinforcements. We just need to hold on a little longer!" On the city wall, the monks from Red Maple Valley shouted at the top of their lungs for the umpteenth time.

But the monks could no longer boost their morale because of this. They all looked as pale as death, and some of them kept trying to find Ye Qingmeng's location.

No matter how legendary Xiao Wuyou's reputation is, the reality is that even though the battle is so fierce, there is still no reinforcement, which is a huge blow to the morale of the defenders.

If the thunder dragon had not appeared outside the forest before, they would have despaired and could not hold on.

But right now, the situation isn't much better.

Although Red Maple Valley is good at formations, it has its limits. The red shield covering the city wall has become increasingly thinner after a long period of attack.

Ye Qingmeng stood on the city wall, looking into the distance at the countless demon cultivators in the sky that looked like dark clouds covering the city, and her mood also reached the bottom.

Xingcai, who was standing by, tried to cheer herself up and comforted her, "Lady Saint, don't worry. Since Master Xiao has arrived, you will definitely be saved."

"It's hard to say." Ye Qingmeng sighed softly, with a deep bitterness on the corners of his mouth.

Although she was reluctant to think so, Ye Qingmeng still expressed the most realistic idea: "Reinforcements should have arrived long ago. If no one came to support us until now, I'm afraid something unexpected happened."

Xingcai couldn't believe it and said in a trembling voice: "Master Xiao will not give up on you."

"I know." When she said this, Ye Qingmeng's eyes brightened for a moment.

But she continued: "The problem is not with him. Maybe there is a disagreement among the reinforcements, or maybe the Demonic Path has other troops. In the worst case, Xiao Wuyou is already imprisoned and can't protect himself, so he can't take care of us..."

It's no wonder Ye Qingmeng is pessimistic, this is the most reasonable explanation. Especially since he had felt Xiao Wuyou's spiritual power fluctuations before, it meant that he had already clashed with the leader of the Guidu Sect.

Xingcai just wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't find the words to say.

A young swordsman who was seriously injured and had to guard the city wall heard this and finally stopped caring about discrimination against the demons. He asked with a hint of pleading: "What can you do?"

Xingcai glared at him coldly: "We have warned you to be careful before, and now you are begging us?"

Many of the cultivators present couldn't help but look ashamed. If they had believed Ye Qingmeng's words before and persuaded Chi Lian together, perhaps they wouldn't have ended up like this.

But some people stared at Ye Qingmeng and started to curse: "It's obviously all your fault!"

"That demon specifically asked for Ye Qingmeng! If you, Ye Qingmeng, weren't here, how could we be schemed against by the demon?!"

"That's right. If it were you, I'd just listen to the devil and hand Ye Qingmeng over!"

"Are you crazy? Do you really think the devil will let us go?!"

"So what can we do? Just stand there and wait to die?!"

After losing Chi Lian's leadership, the expeditionary team was in disarray. Now facing a crisis, they no longer cared about the so-called face of the righteous path and started arguing without any image.

Especially since many people already regarded the former Saint of the Demonic Path as a stain, and now that the battle situation was becoming increasingly difficult, many of them secretly glanced at Ye Qingmeng with dangerous looks in their eyes.

"Sir, you'd better get out of the way first." Xingcai held a sharp sword in his hand and protected Ye Qingmeng in front of him. He whispered while being alert to the righteous monks around him.

"Escape? Where can I escape to?"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ye Qingmeng walked out from behind her, leaped to the highest point of the city wall, facing everyone's sight.

The evening wind was howling, and under the long hair in disarray, the dark purple eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps lighting up in the abyss, cold and terrifying, full of murderous intent.

Obviously, Ye Qingmeng took the initiative to stand up. The monks who had said they wanted to kidnap her were overwhelmed by her powerful aura. They lowered their heads guiltily and dared not look directly at her.

"Let me be frank with you. If you want to kidnap me and hand me over to the evil sect, you can give it a try." Ye Qingmeng glanced at him and smiled coldly, with undisguised sarcasm in her words: "It all depends on whether you have the luck to do it!"

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

There were indeed many Nascent Soul masters present, but no one’s cultivation could match Ye Qingmeng’s.

In order to subdue her, several people would have to die. Moreover, once they all came to deal with Ye Qingmeng, the demons would have rushed in long ago.

Ye Qingmeng smiled, the ice and snow on her face melted away, but her words were still sharp: "Besides, no one should be stupid enough to believe the promises of those demons, right?"

Everyone's face turned dark, and they felt a thorn in their hearts, but they did calm down and no longer had the intention of making things difficult for Ye Qingmeng.

A strong man said in a muffled voice: "Witch, you don't need us to tell you that we know that the magic is just to disrupt the morale of the army!"

Another old woman took over the conversation: "But the chances of winning are slim at the moment. I wonder what countermeasures Miss Ye has?"

Ye Qingmeng nodded slightly and said easily: "It's very simple."

"Go out of the city to meet the enemy and fight to the death."

The girl's tone was so casual, as if she was discussing arrangements for three meals a day.

But when the monks heard this, they were all horrified.

To put it bluntly, the reason they are still alive is because of the formation they cast based on the city walls.

After leaving the city, they would have to engage in a head-on battle with demons whose numbers were several times theirs, and the defensive formation would be meaningless.

This is not a solution at all, this is a way to commit suicide!

"Miss Ye, this is not the time to joke!" The old woman's face was as gloomy as water, and she no longer had the calmness she had pretended to have before, and she shouted sternly.

Ye Qingmeng's eyebrows curved, and she smiled brightly, saying lightly: "I'm not kidding."

"The defeat is certain. There is no other way except to fight to the death."

"Right now, the reinforcements are outside and cannot arrive in time. We have no choice but to break out and join the enemy. Otherwise, if we stay inside the city wall, the demons will break through sooner or later!"

Ye Qingmeng was not only telling them, but also reminding herself.

If you just wait for others to save you, you will end up with nothing.

No matter how slim the hope is, her fate can only be decided by herself.

"Sit and wait for death, or fight hard. Even I, a witch, have the answer. It shouldn't be difficult for you to choose, right?" Ye Qingmeng glanced at the monks with interest.

The undisguised provocation aroused the fire of unwillingness to admit defeat in the hearts of the righteous monks.

"Hmph, you don't even need to tell me!"

"Even if I die, I will take a few more people with me!"

"How could we, the righteous monks, lose to a witch like you!"

Whether it was due to hot-bloodedness or a moment of bravado, at least at this moment, every cultivator had ignited their fighting spirit and had no intention of retreating.

Chapter 29: Don’t compete with the air!

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Outside the ancient city, the monks of the Guidu Sect actively launched an attack while maintaining a hidden formation at the four corners of the city wall to avoid being discovered by the expeditionary force in the distance.

They were fully aware of the importance of this trip and how terrifying Xiao Wuyou was, so they dared not neglect the task assigned by the sect leader in the slightest.

Unfortunately, even though they were extremely alert and kept a close eye on their surroundings, they did not notice the peach-colored lightning flashing across their heads.

With the help of the illusion of pink luck and the speed of blue luck, Xiao Wuyou directly passed through the security line of the Guidu Sect and sneaked into the rear of the ancient city without triggering the Guidu Sect's vigilance.

According to what the crazy woman from the Guidu Sect said, Tang Moyu was lurking on the battlefield in order not to arouse her vigilance, and would never take action until the critical moment.

This was unfortunate. Xiao Wuyou didn't want to attract the other party's attention, so he entered the city quietly without firing a shot.

By then, it won’t be too late to let Ye Qingmeng evacuate safely, and then support other righteous monks.

I shouldn't be so ruthless, it's just that the prophecy scene is too important!

But Xiao Wuyou never expected that as soon as he entered the city, he heard earth-shaking shouts coming from the city wall. A group of righteous monks suddenly opened the city gates and rushed out one by one as if they were injected with chicken blood!

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The battle at the main gate of the ancient city was fierce, Taoism laws were bursting in the sky, and monks died miserably every second.

However, the leader of the Guidu Sect has been hiding in the ruins outside the city, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, and has not even glanced at the ancient city until now.

He didn't need to worry about taking over the ancient city, it just took some time.

The only thing Tang Moyu was worried about was that Xiaowen would fail, or that Xiao Wuyou would notice his actions.

This is also the reason why Tang Moyu did not dare to participate in the battle personally. The noise made by a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator was too loud and could not be concealed by the formation.

But until now, Xiao Wuyou has not appeared!

The elders beside him couldn't help but say happily: "Master, it seems that Xiao Wuyou is just so-so. Even now, he has not reacted at all!"

"Originally, the sect leader was still on guard against him, but now it seems that he was worrying too much." Another elder also agreed with a smile.

When Tang Moyu heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he couldn't smile.

Is it really that simple?

Tang Moyu never thought that his strategy could surpass that of the unparalleled Xiao Wuyou. At most, it could only delay some time.

"Something's wrong. It's too quiet." Tang Moyu stared at the direction of the forest and said in a deep voice.

"If the expedition team is approaching, it can't be so quiet. That means Xiao Wuyou came here alone first... No, even if he really came, why is there no movement until now?!"

Tang Moyu murmured anxiously, and his eyes, which had always been as deep and cold as a poisonous pond, were now faintly bloodshot.

The two elders looked at each other and were speechless.

Xiao Wuyou is indeed scary, but he hasn't shown up even though the battle has reached this point. It's obvious that he has fallen into a trap. He is probably lying in Xiaowen's arms and indulging in a night of passion!

The fall of the ancient city is only a matter of time------

Suddenly, a deafening shout pierced through the clouds and reached the sky.

Tang Moyu suddenly turned his head and looked at the city wall in the distance, only to see a group of righteous monks who were fearlessly breaking out!