【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

In a flash, Lan Xichen rushed towards the coffin where Jin Guangyao's body was placed, and Jin Guangyao didn't stop, he drew his sword and stabbed at Nie Huaisang.

At the same time, Nie Huaisang let out a low laugh, and quickly backed away. He didn't face Jin Guangyao directly, but took advantage of the momentum of dodging to dodge and suddenly jumped up, triggering the mechanism hidden behind him.

There was a loud bang, and the heavy coffin lid was suddenly closed, followed by arrows flying straight towards the sky with a strong wind, Jin Guangyao had to draw his sword back, and Nie Huaisang took the opportunity to retreat. At the entrance, people with swords gathered in the center.

But in such a critical situation, Lan Xichen didn't stop throwing himself at the coffin.

At the moment when the coffin lid was about to close, Lan Xichen forcefully stuck his saber in, and with his own strength, opened a gap in the coffin lid, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and at the same time was approached by dozens of arrows. .

There was no way to dodge the overwhelming arrows, Lan Xichen turned around to dodge, but missed the golden opportunity after all, he only had time to protect his vitals, but the arrows still pierced through the shadow of the sword he drew, and galloped towards his shoulder without any hesitation and go.

The sound of sharp blades tearing flesh was obviously insignificant under the rain of arrows, but Jin Guangyao felt as if a thunderbolt exploded in his ears, his mind was blank, and he suddenly called out: "Second brother!"

Lan Xichen let out a muffled snort. The arrow pierced through the shoulder blade, and the blood immediately stained half of his shoulder red. Lan Xichen's arm that was holding the coffin lid did not loosen at all. Sheath, both arms supported the coffin lid, and lifted the coffin lid straight up.

Gusu Lan's arms had always been amazing, but Lan Xichen's action opened the wound a little bit more, blood flowed profusely from his shoulder immediately, and his face turned pale due to the blood loss.

But Lan Xichen didn't seem to know the pain at all, he grabbed the arrow tail with one hand and pulled it out abruptly, blood and flesh splattered in an instant, which was shocking.

At this time, he was no longer the calm and elegant appearance of the past, there was a hint of thunder in his movements, and he tapped the acupuncture points on his shoulder several times with his fingertips, and the bleeding stopped.

Holding his sword, Jin Guangyao cautiously confronted the people around Nie Huaisang, and slowly retreated to Lan Xichen's side, knowing that Lan Xichen's state could not be as optimistic as it appeared on the surface.

He turned his head to look at Lan Xichen's shoulder, and sure enough, he saw that the wound had turned black.

Nie Huaisang's arrow was poisoned.

Nie Huaisang's purpose was to put them to death. The poison would definitely not be mild. The poison was forced out in time, and half of the arm was useless.

Jin Guangyao was anxious and angry in his heart, holding his sword in front of Lan Xichen, he shouted in a low voice, "Forcing poison."

Lan Xichen knew how powerful the poison was, so he didn't refute it, and immediately sat down and practiced his kung fu, preparing to force the poison out of his shoulders first.

Jin Guangyao faced Nie Huaisang with a condensed expression, and the hand holding the sword exerted so much force that his fingertips turned slightly white.

Jin GuangYao said: "The person you want to kill is me, it has nothing to do with him."

Nie Huaisang raised his eyebrows, and said softly with a smile, "What qualifications do you think you have to negotiate terms with me now?"

Jin Guangyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Maybe some people will applaud me when I die, but if the head of the Lan clan dies here, not only you, but the entire Nie clan will be at the forefront of the crisis. Qinghe Nie clan's century-old foundation, you have to consider clear."

Nie HuaiSang seemed to tilt his head and thought for a while, then smiled heartily, and said, "You're right."

Nie HuaiSang continued in a low voice: "It's not impossible if you want me to let him go, but you have to give something in exchange, right?"

At this point, Jin Guangyao's heart relaxes.

He was betting that Nie Huaisang would not be willing to simply kill them like this, that Nie Huaisang would try every means to torture and humiliate him, that he could delay time.

Jin Guangyao calmly tightened his sword hand and asked, "What do you want?"

Nie HuaiSang said, "Throw away the sword."

Jin GuangYao pursed his lips and followed his advice, Nie HuaiSang said again: "Destroy the golden elixir."

Jin Guangyao had been prepared for a long time, he only paused for a moment, and then put his palm on the dantian, gathering a little force in the palm, mobilizing the spiritual energy of the whole body to flow to the dantian.

Gradually, Jin Guangyao's face turned pale, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, Nie Huaisang said impatiently, "Hurry up!"

Jin Guangyao gritted his teeth secretly, and was about to put in more effort, when the flute sounded behind him, Jin Guangyao lightened all over, and in the next moment his dantian was warmly surrounded by gentle spiritual power.

Lan Xichen finally got rid of the remaining poison and joined the battle.

The original pain was healed in an instant, and Jin Guangyao couldn't help being distracted by the strange and unpredictable notes in Lan Xichen's Xiaosheng.

Jin Guangyao had listened to Lan Xichen play "Cracking Ice" countless times.

Lan Xichen's flute sound is just like himself, most of the time it is always like the spring breeze turning into rain, gentle and warm, although there are times when it is sad, but it has never had such a weird tone.

Jin Guangyao listened attentively, and his breath suddenly suffocated.

It's chaotic.

Jin Guangyao was all too familiar with this score—a forbidden technique explicitly banned by the Gusu Lan Clan, and Lan Xichen broke the precept again.

Jin Guangyao was shocked, but Lan Xichen remained calm, the sound of the flute suddenly rose, and the members of the Nie family who were closest to them all staggered to the ground with their heads in their arms, and a painful cry came from their throats.

The reason why Lan Xichen dared to take risks was because he was prepared.

Nie Huaisang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately scolded everyone to cover their ears, and retreated a certain distance, Lan Xichen followed closely, and the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, forcing everyone in the Nie clan to retreat again and again, straight to the open space outside the secret passage, The scene suddenly became chaotic.

However, as Xiao Sheng continued to pour out from Lan Xichen's fingertips, Lan Xichen's face became paler and paler.

The reason why Luanpochao is called Lan's Forbidden Art is that besides being too insidious and vicious, there is another reason that it requires too much spiritual power, and ordinary people can't control it at all. Hundred moves.

Jin Guangyao's requirements for playing the Luanpo copy could not be more clear. Back then, he only combined a very short piece of music, and slowly infiltrated the spiritual power for many days. It took a lot of energy. With Lan Xichen's strength , the consumption of spiritual power is probably even worse than running water.

What's more, Lan Xichen already had old wounds, and his spiritual power could easily go wrong. If he continues to consume like this, even if he doesn't go mad, he will fall into a place where his spiritual power is exhausted, which is extremely dangerous.

Nie Huaisang seemed to be aware of this too, and as Lan Xichen gradually became unable to do what he wanted, Nie Huaisang led the Nie family to surround him again.

The Xiao sound stopped abruptly, Lan Xichen took a staggered step, and pulled out Shuoyue.

As long as he got out of the secret path, Lan Xichen would have the confidence to fight. He knew it would be a hard fight, but he didn't want to escape.

He wanted to take Jin Guangyao with him, from this life, as well as from his previous life, and leave together.

Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao stood back to back holding swords, Jin Guangyao suddenly smiled and said, "We fought side by side like this when we hunted at night before."

Lan Xichen relaxed slightly, and replied softly, "It's been a long time since this happened."

Hearing this, Jin Guangyao suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart, his head became inexplicably hot, and he suddenly said, "If there is nothing wrong here, after this matter is over, let's go for a walk."

As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and was about to say something to cover it up, when Lan Xichen said, "Okay."

Jin Guangyao was stunned for a while, then smiled slightly.

A brutal fight followed.

Nie Huaisang never thought about fairness from the very beginning, he wanted to drag them to death with crowd tactics.

Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao fought bloody battles, while Nie Huaisang watched from the sidelines, watching Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao's blood-stained white clothes with his own eyes, and sneered again and again.

Both Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao had more and more scars, but the number of people surrounding them continued unabated. Both of them gritted their teeth and struggled to support themselves.

At this moment, a large group of hurried footsteps came, quickly approaching Nie Huaisang's encirclement.

Jin Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief, Nie Huaisang stood up suddenly, and heard an old but powerful voice say in a low voice, "Huaisang, stop."

Nie Huaisang turned around in disbelief, and saw an old man in Qinghe Nie's costume standing behind him with a dignified expression. Along with him were many collateral descendants of the Nie's family.

Everyone's movements stopped, Nie Huaisang opened his mouth, and was so shocked that he lost his voice for a moment.

Jin Guangyao said, "Elder Nie."

The old man didn't give Jin Guangyao a good look, and said coldly, "You sent me the news."

Jin Guangyao didn't mind the old man's attitude, he said with a gentle smile, "Yes."

The old man snorted coldly and sneered at this.

When Jin Guangyao learned that Nie Huaisang had been pushing everything behind the scenes, he had a lot of speculation.

Nie Huai-sang is indeed a man of extraordinary mind and power, and has superb acting skills. However, it is not a lie that he was not obsessed with martial arts and power when he was young. Therefore, Jin Guangyao could not believe that Nie Huai-sang, who suddenly lost his brother's support, was able to live in the world. Without any influence, he could detect his hands and feet in it.

What's more, Nie Huaisang has been doing nothing for so many years, but he has been sitting firmly on the suzerain position. If there is no support, Jin Guangyao will not believe it.

Therefore, he was the first to think of Elder Nie, who had always lived in seclusion and was regarded as the most pure-minded and longest-lived Elder Nie of the Qinghe Nie Clan.

Facts have proved that his guess was right. Nie Huaisang's actions that violated his conscience this time were indeed done without the knowledge of many members of the Nie family in Qinghe.

From the moment Elder Nie appeared, Nie Huaisang's face turned gray.

If it is said that his first teacher, his elder brother is not counted, and the teachings of Gusu Lan's are not counted, because he was obsessed with playing and never studied seriously.

But Elder Nie was the only one who could truly be said to have led him to grow up single-handedly.

He taught him martial arts and strategies, so that he could find out the truth and drive Jin Guangyao into the abyss. Nie Huaisang admired him very much, but also feared him very much.

Just as resounding as Elder Nie's name of avoiding the world, is his stubborn and upright style like Chi Fengzun.

Elder Nie lamented: "Huai Sang, I thought you had become a talent and no longer needed me to take care of you, but I didn't expect you to be bewitched and do so many unconscionable things! You really... ..you really......!"

He became agitated as he spoke, but when he saw Nie Huaisang's pale face, he finally let out a deep sigh and said, "Huaisang, follow me back."

Nie Huaisang staggered back two steps, unconsciously shaking his head.

His eyes were red, his lips trembled, he muttered for a while, then suddenly said harshly: "Elder, I've offended you."