【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

"No, the forbidden technique recorded in Zangshu Pavilion must never be used again." Lan Wangji frowned, although his face was expressionless, his eyes were already stained with anger.

Lan Xichen's face was calm, and he said in a gentle voice: "This time is different from the past, we have no way to deal with him at present, this is the best choice."

Lan Wangji was as motionless as a mountain, but his expression clearly showed resistance.

Lan Xichen persuaded softly: "Elder brother's body is not in the coffin for a day, and it is a hidden danger for a day. Instead of sitting and waiting for him to fight back violently, it is better to strike first and solve it as soon as possible."

Lan Wangji only replied with two words: "No."

As the elder brother, Lan Xichen naturally understands how determined Lan Wangji's attitude is, but he has no choice but to say in a deep voice, "Late will change, if Nie Mingjue tries to force his way, we may not be able to stop him. At that time, there will be more than one person who will suffer."

Only then did Lan Wangji look at him, and instead of answering the words, he asked coldly, "Have you forgotten the consequences of using the forbidden technique last time?"

Lan Xichen smiled wryly, "Of course I haven't forgotten."

Back then he used forbidden techniques to exchange for Jin Guangyao's soul, and because of this, his spiritual power was exhausted and his muscles and veins were damaged. He almost lost his cultivation for decades, and he could hardly fall down for five full years.

Not to mention that what he endured back then was far more than that...

"But so what?" Lan Xichen said with a smile, "It's impossible for us to give Nie Mingjue a chance to escape and harm the people. Sooner or later, we will have to make a decision."

Lan Wangji pursed his lips and said, "I'll go."

Lan Xichen shook his head: "The Lan family's forbidden art has always been passed on to the suzerain, and unless I die, I will not pass it on to you."

Lan Wangji's pupils shrank from the death word, choked for a while, and said, "Don't you think about...Song Yao?"

He couldn't make Lan Xichen think about such nasty words for his younger brother, so he had to bring up Song Yao to talk about it.

Lan Xichen paused for a moment, and said, "I'm very determined, and nothing will happen."

Lan Wangji said angrily, "It's going to be okay? Is it okay to be seriously injured for three to five years?"

Lan Xichen's smoldering look was still in front of his eyes, and Lan Wangji was anxious and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

At this point, it seems to have entered a deadlock.

Lan Xichen said helplessly, "You..."

He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Lan Xichen sighed, patted Lan Wangji on the shoulder, and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Jin Ling was standing there with a serious face, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Lan Xichen asked in surprise, "A Ling, what's wrong?"

Jin Ling said in a deep voice, "I have thought of a way to lure Nie Mingjue back to the coffin."

After Jin Ling quickly stated his thoughts, both Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji couldn't help but frown.

Jin Ling said urgently: "My brother-in-law and I both have the blood of the Jin family. Last time Nie Mingjue mistook me for him. It would be perfect to use me as bait to lure Nie Mingjue over. Why are you still hesitating?" ?”

Without waiting for Lan Xichen and the others to reply, Jin Ling continued, "I know you are worried that this matter is too dangerous, but we have no other choice at the moment. If we wait any longer, we wonder if Nie Mingjue will go mad and force his way out. If you don't make a decisive decision, it will be too late! Besides, I have improved my cultivation over the years, and with your assistance, the possibility of success is extremely high, even if things change... As the master of a sect, I also had the consciousness of martyrdom.”

Lan Xichen was startled, and for the first time clearly realized that Jin Ling was very different from before.

He has been busy looking for Jin Guangyao's reincarnation these years, and he has almost never set his eyes on others, but it turned out that when he was inadvertently, the child who was so scared that his face turned pale when facing danger, but still stern and unwilling to back down , has grown into a man who can stand upright.

Lan Xichen sighed softly, met Jin Ling's solemn gaze, and said for a while, "Okay."

Before Jin Ling could be happy, Lan Xichen said again, "Although this method is feasible, it must be carefully planned. Let's discuss it today and act tomorrow."

Jin Ling nodded and said, "That's natural."

In this room, Lan Xichen and the others were thinking hard about the strategy to encircle and suppress Nie Mingjue, but no one had ever noticed that there was Jin Guangyao standing in the shadow of the window lattice.

Jin Guangyao listened to what the people in the room said clearly, including the part about the forbidden technique between Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji.

Although his martial arts are not high, his ability to hide and escape is excellent, even if his mood is complicated by Lan Xichen, he still keeps his breathing low so that no one can detect his weakness.

He backed away from the window step by step. Most of the disciples who stayed here were alert to the movement in the forest. No one noticed that a person who should have been unconscious sneaked out of the camp where he was stationed.

After finding an absolutely secluded place, Jin Guangyao stopped, his forced composure cracked inch by inch, revealing a weeping and smiling expression.

He originally thought that after death, his ghost should linger with Nie Mingjue in the sealed coffin for eternity, but he didn't want someone to be more obsessed and spend half his life cultivating to forcefully pull him back.

Jin Guangyao gave a wry smile, a person who is always well-rounded, suddenly didn't know what kind of expression to use when facing Lan Xichen.

If Jin Guangyao were to choose again, he would not know which would be more unbearable, the darkness and coldness in the coffin, or the overflowing malice in the world.

He was born in the mud, and his birth is the original sin. It is destined that he will not be a good person if he wants to climb up.

He has always had a very clear understanding of himself, killing his father, his brother, his wife, his son, his teacher, and his friends is a downright villain.

That's why Lan Xichen felt resentment in his heart for that heart-wrenching sword strike, but he didn't feel hatred.

In the end, Lan Xichen was not wrong, the one who was wrong was Jin Guangyao from the beginning to the end.

Jin Guangyao laughed at himself, raised his hand to his lips, and blew a strange little tune.

Soon, a small snow-white falcon landed on his shoulder, staring at him for a long time with a pair of dark eyes, as if he was a little confused about the changes in his master, until Jin Guangyao touched his head familiarly, and finally confirmed it Gently pecked Jin Guangyao's palm.

Jin Guangyao smiled, without paper and pen, he tore off a corner of his clothes, bit his fingertips and began to write on it.

After finishing writing, he tied the cloth strips on the little guy's legs, watched the little falcon circle around him a few times, and quickly flew away.

And when Xiao Falcon's figure disappeared from his sight, Song Yao's complexion sank a little bit, and the coldness of killing and killing was faintly revealed in his eyes.

Jin Guangyao understands himself and Lan Xichen too well.

He believed in Lan Xichen's friendship for him, but he also believed that if he committed another evil thing, the first to point his sword at him would be Lan Xichen.

He can hold no grudge against Lan Xichen, but Nie Huaisang must die.

Jin Guangyao sneered, Nie Huaisang's innocent and smiling face slowly emerged in his mind, making him sick, making him want to tear that mask apart, tear that skin off.

The last bit of goodwill left in his life was given to Lan Xichen, and the rest was only the hatred that made Nie Huaisang pay with blood.

He took a deep breath, and slowly, as he had practiced thousands of times in his previous life, he forced himself to show a gentle and lovable smile.

Then quietly, he returned to the place where he should be.

So when Lan Xichen returned to the room, he saw Jin Guangyao push the door open, with a bit of confusion in his expression when he just woke up,

Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Xichen for a while, then slowly rubbed his eyes, as if he had just come to his senses, he said in confusion, "Zewu-jun, I am...what's wrong?"