Chapter 1231 Please marry me

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, then no longer hesitated.

He could feel the horror of that thing.

Just the breath coming out was enough to make him tremble all over.

terrible.

Follow Uncle Chong's footsteps, turn around and fly away.

After leaving, Wu Yun secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Fortunately, Uncle Chong reminded me, otherwise, I might not have thought of leaving alive.

Moments after he left, he heard a loud bang behind him.

Probably the mountain was shattered.

At the same time, blood-curdling roars and painful screams resounded throughout the forest.

When that thing comes out, those people will probably all die.

Even Zamasu had no chance of escaping.

Although Wu Yun was curious about what it was, and whether it was the ancestor in the legend of southern Xinjiang who had mastered the insect body Gu technique to its peak.

But this will probably forever remain a mystery.

He didn't dare risk his life to be curious about something that was of no use to him.

The three people fled quickly and did not return to southern Xinjiang.

He ran all the way to the exit of Shiwanda Mountain.

Just when Wu Yun was wondering why they didn't go back to the Southern Xinjiang clan.

Uncle Chong said desperately and helplessly: "That thing has come out. From now on, Southern Xinjiang will no longer exist!"

"What exactly is that? Will it leave southern Xinjiang in the future and cause harm to all living beings?"

Wu Yun asked.

"No, it is just like us. It is cursed and cannot leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Uncle Chong said.

Suddenly, Uncle Chong's expression changed.

Then I saw him suddenly drawing strange arcs in front of him.

This seems to be some kind of magic fingerprint.

Suddenly, he slapped Ah Man with his palm.

Ah Man's face changed from red to white, from purple to blue.

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

But what shocked Wu Yun the most was that at that moment, Uncle Chong had turned into a skeletal old man who was as angry as a gossamer.

Where is the momentum from before?

At this moment, he looked like a dying man.

"Uncle Chong, what are you..."

Wu Yun wanted to ask, but Uncle Chong didn't let him continue.

He said in a weak and urgent tone: "Wu Yun, I don't care who you are, but from now on, I entrust the saint to you. I have just spent my entire life to seal the curse in my body for the saint."

"This seal can last for two years. From now on, she still has two years to live. Within two years, you must find a way to lift the curse for her, otherwise the saint will die."

"I pray to you!"

As he said that, Uncle Chong bent his knees and knelt in front of Wu Yun.

Wu Yun quickly helped him up.

Originally, he was not actually prepared to agree to Uncle Chong.

Even though that thing came out, Southern Xinjiang can no longer return.

But this has no direct connection with Wu Yun.

Even though he was the one who called out those powerful men from the Wilderness Continent.

But even if he doesn't scream, they will take action at a specific time.

They went there for their own greed, and there was no way they would let the people of Southern Xinjiang suppress that thing again.

I am afraid that this result cannot be escaped in the end.

Everything seems to be destined and cannot be changed.

Moreover, the responsibilities on him are already heavy enough, and he does not want to bear the responsibility of saving another saint in southern Xinjiang.

However, Uncle Chong's kneeling made him shaken.

What made an old man with monstrous cultivation kneel down and beg him, a foreigner?

Although the friendship between them is not deep, it can even be said that there is no friendship.

But Wu Yun knew that Uncle Chong was a good person, and Aman was also a good person.

The bad ones are Zamasu and the others.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yun agreed.

"Uncle Chong, I promise you, get up quickly, but how can I undo this curse? At least, you have to give me some hope."

When Uncle Chong saw Wu Yun agreeing, a smile appeared on his withered face.

Said: "There are ancient rumors in southern Xinjiang that there is something that can lift the curse in the overseas fairy mountains. I kneel down and beg again. I will entrust the saint to you for two years. Remember, my seal can only last for two years..."

As he spoke, Uncle Chong's voice became weaker and weaker.

Finally, there was no breathing.

"well!"

Wu Yun sighed helplessly and regretfully.

If we talk about the previous responsibilities, everything comes for a reason.

But this time I promised Uncle Chong to lift Aman’s curse.

To be honest, even at this moment, Wu Yun was a little confused.

He couldn't even figure out why he agreed.

But since you have agreed, what else can you do except fulfill it?

Are you leaving Ah Man here?

As for the overseas fairy mountains, Wu Yun will go there after all.

When the time comes, take Aman with you.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yun buried Uncle Chong on the spot.

Behind him, there was a series of scalp-numbing roars.

Thinking about it, it was the monster wreaking havoc in the mountains.

Fortunately, Uncle Chong said that the monster did not dare to leave Shiwanda Mountain.

Even that guy Zamasu was instantly killed.

If you come to the Wilderness Continent, I'm afraid no one can stop you.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yun picked up Aman, who was still unconscious, and flew away from Shiwandashan.

But he did not leave directly, but stopped in an uninhabited place outside the mountain.

Ah Man's clothes were too weird and eye-catching.

Since we are going to the Wilderness Continent, it is better to be ordinary.

Otherwise, people would know she was from Southern Xinjiang at a glance, which would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

About two hours later, Ah Man slowly woke up.

Strangely, she didn't seem surprised to see that she had left the Shiwan Mountains.

Even when Wu Yun told her about Uncle Chong, she was very calm.

After a long silence, Ah Man said: "All this is destined, no one can change it, I just didn't expect that I could come out alive, Uncle Chong asked you to find a way to remove the curse for me, you don't have to help me. That's just a legend, in fact, no one has ever confirmed it."

"Perhaps, it's just a lie made up by our people under the oppression of the curse."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and stopped talking.

She half sat on the ground, put her head into her chest, and her body trembled slightly.

It was hard to tell whether she was crying or afraid.

She no longer had the arrogance and confidence of the Saint of Southern Xinjiang when Wu Yun saw her before.

She was actually a little pitiful.

Wu Yun frowned, and he suddenly felt sorry for Ah Man.

Come to think of it, her life story is actually very pitiful.

She was destined to be sacrificed at birth, and lost her father at the best age when she should be loved the most.

She lived in hatred for so many years.

The pain in her heart, I am afraid only she knows it.

"Don't worry, since I promised Uncle Chong, I will not break my promise. I will find a way to save you. You should have a perfect life!"