It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

The bell in Zhongli Shu's hand rang gently, and the sound was crisp, pleasant and very penetrating.

It rushed into everyone's mind with a force that shook their souls.

"This, this is..."

"It's the Soul-Calming Bell!"

This thing mainly attacks the spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness of animals is more than twice as sensitive as that of humans. The more sensitive the spiritual consciousness is, the more serious the damage will be.

This soul-calming bell is also a natural nemesis for animals.

Sure enough, the ferocity on Xuan Linghuan's face froze for a moment, and then a look of pain appeared.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhongli Shu's love thread entangled her again.

"Little beast, don't even think about escaping from my grasp today."

Xuan Linghuan was tied up again, but he still stubbornly stared at Zhongli Shu with vicious eyes, and was in a stalemate with him.

Suddenly, a small shadow appeared behind it, and it let out a meow.

Even Tang Jiao, who had been hiding behind Hua Xiangrong because she was frightened by Xuan Linghuan, couldn't help but stick her head out to look over.

That little shadow looked exactly like Xuan Linghuan, with three little tails wagging around. When it saw its mother being strangled and covered in scars and blood, only one of its eyes revealed confusion and fear.

"It's really a big one with a small one. I've made a fortune this time. I want you and your son to be my slaves for the rest of your lives."

Hua Xiangrong came up to Lan Qingya and said, "Uncle Master, do you think he is stupid? Who would be willing to follow him after hearing what he said?"

Tang Jiao leaned in her arms and nodded quickly.

Sure enough, when Xuan Linghuan heard him say this, all the hair on his body stood up, and his spiritual power surged again, as if something was brewing in his throat.

Gong Yi Jue immediately added more than a dozen spiritual power shields in front of the ban.

The other monks learned their lesson and followed suit.

"Roar--"

A roar loud enough to break through the clouds burst out from its mouth. This roar was indescribably loud, high-pitched, and melodious.

Xuan Linghuan’s roar can defeat hundreds of beasts, and his reputation is well-deserved.

The spiritual power shield in front of the ban shattered.

Lan Qingya only felt her heart lifted.

There were no ghosts or evil spirits present at this moment, otherwise this sound would have been able to cleanse them out.

It is clearly a auspicious beast, but now it is encountering such a thing.

Xuan Linghuan's attack was only aimed at Zhongli Shu.

He was standing right in front of it, and the shout rushed straight into his consciousness. For a moment, his eyes went dark and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his lips, Zhongli Shu looked fierce and said, "I never thought that you, little thing, have some skills."

As he spoke, he took out a set of black things from his arms.

Hua Xiangrong had never seen this thing before, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"

Song Yanche at the side said: "This thing is called the Soul-Fixing Nail. It is a high-level magical weapon used to break evil and ward off evil."

It turned out to be the soul-fixing nail.

Even Lan Qingya, a veteran who has been immersed in refining equipment for many years, has only heard of it but has never seen it.

Because this thing is too fierce and not suitable for ordinary monks to use.

No matter whether it is a human, an animal, a ghost or an evil spirit, if they are immobilized by this thing, their soul will inevitably be severely damaged.

Fortunately, this thing is too evil and is not a mainstream magic weapon, so very few monks use it.

And what Zhongli Shu had in his hand was only a mid-grade treasure. In Lan Qingya's opinion, it was just a small matter.

Lan Qingya's heart suddenly moved.

Every magical weapon that Zhongli Shu took out today seemed to be a powerful weapon to suppress evil and drive away ghosts.

She looked at Zhongli Shu thoughtfully, remembering the little corpse girl she met while waiting to enter the island.

Could it be...

Seeing Zhongli Shu take out such an evil magic weapon, everyone's faces changed. Xuan Linghuan seemed to have also sensed the evil energy from it, and his figure standing in front of Xiaohuan did not move at all.

The spiritual energy around it surged again, as if it was determined to fight him to the death.

Zhongli Shu pinched a row of soul-fixing nails between his fingertips, sneered, and swung his hand to shoot towards Xuan Linghuan.

Dangdangdang...

A series of muffled sounds.

The soul-fixing nail was blocked by a wave of spiritual power, like a sharp arrow stuck in the mud, and instantly lost its attack power.

Both sides of the battle were stunned.

"Enough." Lan Qingya's faint voice sounded.

"What did you say?" Zhongli Shu raised his eyebrows, obviously very angry.

"I say," she walked slowly to Zhongli Shu and gently held his wrist, "enough."

This time, it was like pinching Zhongli Shu's pulse. His expression, which had been ferocious just now, changed as if someone's reverse scale was touched.

Lan Qingya seems calm and composed, but in fact she can take his life at any time.

He immediately understood that her strength was beyond the reach of someone like him who was at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage.

Fear surged in Zhongli Shu's heart, but if he gave up, where would his face be? How would he survive in the future?

The next moment, Lan Qingya smiled and said, "Oh, Senior! Look at the deep love between mother and son, how touching! Who can't see that it is a stubborn person who would rather break than bend?"

"Why did you spend so much effort to gain the resentment of two lives?"

"Why don't you give me some face and let them go? I will definitely remember your kindness and repay you when I get out."

This was said politely, obviously giving him a way out.

Zhong Lishu thought for a moment and said, "I wonder how the fairy plans to thank me?"

"I am not talented, I only have some minor skills in refining equipment. If you don't mind, I am willing to make you a top-grade treasure. How about it?"

The Soul-Fixing Nail he is using now is only a mid-grade treasure, and a top-grade treasure, which is quite a treat for him.

However, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Spiritual weapon, top grade."

The faces of the monks present changed.

Hua Xiangrong raised her eyebrows and said, "You old man, you dare to ask for such a high price?"

Normally, she was proud of her status and never said bad things to anyone, but today this old man made her very angry.

How dare you blackmail your uncle!

Tang Jiao leaned her head out and made a mocking face at him.

Zhongli Shu sneered. He could see that Lan Qingya was a soft-hearted person. If she didn't speak up now and wanted to save the mother and son of the divine beast, how could she have such a good opportunity in the future?

What face? Compared with the top-grade spiritual weapon in hand, it is nothing.

"Okay, I agree. Now that the storage bag is unusable, I will definitely fulfill my promise when I get out. All the Taoist friends present here can testify to this."

Sure enough, his bet was right.

When Zhongli Shu saw that she agreed, he felt ecstatic. He felt that he had a good eye and was very courageous, otherwise he would never have been able to obtain a top-grade spiritual weapon in this lifetime.

It turns out that opportunities come to those who are prepared.

"Okay! It's a deal!"

Having both face and substance, Zhongli Shu did not hesitate and immediately put away the Soul-Fixing Nail and stepped aside.

Lan Qingya turned around: "Jiaojiao, do you have any chicken legs?"

"Yes!" Tang Jiao conjured up a chicken leg and handed it to her.

Lan Qingya took the chicken leg and slowly walked towards Xuan Linghuan who was still in a defensive state.

She gently placed the chicken leg on the grass and said, "You should find a place far from the road to make a nest, so as to hide from the monks."

Xuan Linghuan looked at her quietly for a while, and the spiritual power around him gradually calmed down.

It lowered its head and sniffed the chicken leg, then looked up at her.

Lan Qingya always had a gentle smile on her face.

Suddenly, it quickly bit the chicken leg, turned around and hid in the bushes not far away.

The little Xuan Linghuan behind him meowed and moved his little legs quickly to keep up with his mother.