[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

People have self-knowledge.

Lan Jingyi, who had not put her sword back into its scabbard, stood in front of the hall, completely oblivious to the fear and anger towards him in the eyes of those Mojiazhuang people who were huddled in the formation, and wailed inwardly, almost Weeping loudly.

"Kid, are you alright?"

Not interested in watching the actions of the juniors of the Lan family setting up an array to protect the people, Wei Wuxian walked over leisurely, with a smile in his voice, "Didn't you just successfully stop them from running around?"

"I will definitely be punished to death by my husband when I go back." It's okay not to mention, when Wei Wuxian mentioned his own death behavior just now, Lan Jingyi was really about to cry, "Maybe I will be punished The ruler...should not be punished with the whip, if I were given the whip, I would definitely not be able to survive fifty blows, so it would be better to punish me with the ruler."

Wei Wuxian, who was once punished by Lan Qiren for three hundred rulers, had a froze smile on his lips: "..." The Lan family actually had a whip in addition to that outrageously large ruler. He was fined three hundred feet by Lan Qiren, and he was in terrible pain, but that little old man didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. silently...

Thinking of this, Wei WuXian felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. Wei WuXian quickly changed the subject, and shifted his gaze to Lan JingYi's saber, "Wow, what a good sword, what's the name of your sword?"

The descendants of the Hundred Family of Xianmen and Guanqian will have their own sabers, like him and Jiang Cheng received the sword from Uncle Jiang when they were 14 years old. Of course, there are also some descendants of Xianmen who inherit the swords of their parents.As for Lan Jingyi's sword... Wei Wuxian rubbed his chin and observed carefully. The silvery white sword fringe was simple and elegant, the hilt was painted with curling cloud patterns, and the sword was slender. There were shallow lines on the silver sword body, exquisite and elegant. Atmospheric, aura is compelling.

Lan Jingyi blinked, "It's ridiculous."

"What?" Wei Wuxian tapped his ear with his little finger, "What's your sword called?"

"Absurd." Lan Jingyi looked at the people of Mojiazhuang who had calmed down, and passed the sword to Wei Wuxian's eyes, feeling extremely helpless, "It's really called 'absurd'."

"...your elders allowed you to choose this name?" Wei Wuxian, who named his saber "casual", didn't think there was anything wrong with this "ridiculous", but the problem was that the old-fashioned Gusu Lan clan gathered together. Will the locality allow juniors to name their swords like this?

Lan Jingyi wiped her face resignedly, "Mr. Zewu and the others never interfere with the names of the juniors in the clan to name their sabers. They don't know the name of my saber until the absurdity is cast..." So he was I was punished for copying the house rules thirty times.

"Pfft!" Wei Wuxian couldn't help laughing, and quickly stopped the smile under Lan Jingyi's resentful gaze, and coughed softly with his right hand clenched on his lips, "Cough, that, why did you think of taking this?" name?"

Lan Jingyi was silent for a moment, then sheathed her sword suddenly, "Why do you care about me so much! Get to the formation!"

"Hey, hey?" Wei Wuxian, who was somehow pushed into the formation by Lan Jingyi, looked confused, no, we had a good chat today, why did we stop chatting all of a sudden?Has the charm of his Yiling patriarch decreased?Or is it because Lan Jingyi is not a little girl?Shaking his head, Wei Wuxian glanced at his wrist inadvertently, and was taken aback for a moment. Is there only one scar left? !

"Sizhui, how are you doing?"

Lan Jingyi walked up to Lan Sizhui who was inspecting the three corpses, lowered his head and looked at the three corpses.

"Jingyi," Lan Sizui looked back, with a solemn expression, "I suspect..."

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, laughter rang in the ears of the two, and Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were taken aback. Lan Sizhui could still maintain the elegant and upright style of the Gusu Lan Sect, and Lan Jingyi couldn't care less. Immediately jumped up in fright, the absurdly drew out half of the blade of the sword.

As soon as she turned around, Lan Jingyi frowned instantly, "You are not staying in the formation, what are you doing to scare us! You almost scared us to death!"

Lan Sizhui rubbed his chest to calm down his frightened beating heart, he stopped his fellow disciple who had exploded in laughter, and asked in a warm voice, "Mr. Mo, what's the matter?"

Wei Wuxian rubbed his nose, not thinking at all how inappropriate it was for him to laugh out loud under such circumstances, instead he secretly laughed in his heart at the timidity of these children, blinked, grabbed Lan Jingyi's sleeve, shook his head and said: ,"no no!"

"What isn't it? Don't make trouble! Come back to the formation and don't come out! Ziling, watch him." Lan Jingyi twitched his sleeves irritably, just as Lan Ziling had finished setting up the formation, she called him to help .

Lan Ziling simply took out a jade pendant from the Qiankun bag, "Mr. Mo, please keep this jade pendant well." As he said that, he planned to invite Wei Wuxian back into the formation.

Aware of the defensive formation on the jade pendant, Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, then his heart softened, these kids.Avoiding Lan Ziling's hand, Wei Wuxian pointed to the three corpses on the ground, "It's not them!"

Not them?

The three of Lan Sizhui were taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at the three corpses at the same time.

Wei WuXian deliberately lowered his voice with a somewhat dark voice and slowly tapped their eardrums, "When they beat me, they always used their right hand. I still remember this clearly, but just now they used their right hand. left handed, so it's not them."

"Why are you so proud of being beaten!" Lan Jingyi replied subconsciously, while Lan Sizhui broke out in a cold sweat and turned around, "Check everyone's left hand!"

Lan Jingyi and Lan Ziling also reacted, and as soon as Lan Ziling grabbed Wei Wuxian's wrist, Wei Wuxian was pulled into the formation by Lan Ziling without any resistance.

Wei Wuxian: "???"

Wei Wuxian: "..."

This kid...is quite strong.

On the other side, the disciples of the Lan family who had confirmed that none of the people in Mo's Village were caught by Xie Chong frowned. Whose body should appear here, but why didn't they find anything?Is there someone missing somewhere...

correct!Madam Mo!

Lan Sizhui turned around and looked behind him, but Mrs. Mo, who was supposed to be in a coma, had already attacked him, her left hand was about to wrap around Lan Sizhui's neck in the blink of an eye, the strike was so fast that Lan Sizhui couldn't dodge it!

"Ah yo!"

Lan Jingyi suddenly bumped into him obliquely and helped Lan Sizhui block the blow. As soon as that arm touched Lan Jingyi's shoulder, a clump of green fireworks shot out from his shoulder in an instant. Soaring into the air, he fiercely attacked Madam Mo. Madam Mo screamed and quickly backed away.

The two people who had just stood still raised their hands at the same time, and the two ropes flew out like lightning to bind Mrs. Mo. With a twist of their wrists, they wrapped the end of the rope around their hands a few times, tapped their toes, and dragged the rope to fly backwards into the yard. Instead, he dragged Mrs. Mo into the yard.

With a flash of blue light, the absurdity flew out of the scabbard, and a line of blood splashed and scattered in the air. Amid Madam Mo's miserable howls, Lan Sizhui turned around and kicked Madam Mo in the air, directly hitting Madam Mo. The kick flew, "bang!" and hit the corridor in the yard without moving.

Lan Sizhui was still in the air, with his hands stretched out in front of his chest, a shiny wooden guqin was taken out of the Qiankun bag, at the same time, Ludicrous flew back into Lan Jingyi's hands, Lan Jingyi turned his hands around, Ludicrous The tip of the sword is inserted straight into the ground, and two blue lights emerge from the body of the sword. After sliding to the tip of the sword, it divides into arcs and quickly draws a circle on the ground with the tip of the sword as the starting point. When the two blue lights converge, countless blue lines flow from The blue light separates out and interweaves into strange lines in the circle, and the center of the intertwined lines is the left arm that was cut off by Lan Jingyi's arms.

Just when the left arm was about to jump up, there was a zither sound, and Lan Sizhui swiped the qin with his right hand again, and two streaks of blue spiritual power attacked the left arm in a line, splitting it into the center of the formation. , It just fell into the center of the formation, and four pieces of Lan's school uniform flew out of the hall, covering the left arm impartially, and the next moment, blue light gushed out from the lines of the formation, straight into the sky.

As soon as he landed, Lan Sizhui, who took back his guqin, drew his sword out of its sheath neatly, and stood side by side with Lan Jingyi. The sword in his hand pointed directly at his left arm, which was suppressed by the formation. Firmly pressing his left arm against the heart of the formation like a long stick.Afterwards, the six people in the hall rushed out, and quickly stood in the right position around the formation. The spirit sword in their hands was inserted into the ground at the same time, and the spiritual power surged, and the formation was strengthened again.

In the lobby, Wei WuXian, with his arms folded, looked at the two Lan's school uniforms that were used by the group of children to protect the people of Mojiazhuang, and looked at the children in the yard who were struggling to maintain the formation, the corners of his lips twitched. , taking advantage of no one's attention, he walked to the side of the corpses of Mo Ziyuan and Master Mo, patted their shoulders from left to right, and shouted in a low voice, "Still awake!"

Before the words were finished, the whites of the eyes of the two corpses turned up and they let out a stern roar, and Mrs. Mo in the courtyard also turned her head up to the sky and screamed, full of resentment.

Wei Wuxian nodded in satisfaction, and smiled, "Do you know that hand outside? Tear it off!"

The three members of the Mo family attacked the left arm at the same time, and Lan Sizhui and the others just couldn't continue to maintain the formation. A cloud of green resentment exploded in the center of the formation, and the eight children felt chest pains at the same time, and fell down together Flying out, one after another vomited a mouthful of blood. As the leaders of the formation, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were the most seriously injured. Their eyes turned black and their faces were pale.

As soon as the left arm broke out, the three murderous corpses that lost their left arms all rushed towards it, attacking it frantically, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the screams scratched the spirit caps of all the people present, making everyone's hearts horrified Straight hair cool.

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were supported by the same family, and they watched in amazement the three murderous corpses fighting for their left arms, like a big show, exciting and beautiful.

But after a while, they also saw that the three murderous corpses of the Mo family were gradually losing ground. If they didn't find a solution quickly, they would not be able to protect the people in the Mo family village after the three murderous corpses were defeated!

Thinking of this, Lan Sizhui swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, pointed his sword at his left arm, "Attack!"

Lan Jingyi and the others recalled the spirit sword, leaped into the battle circle, and coordinated with the three corpses to attack the left arm.

Wei Wuxian watched the battle intently, with a sharp whistle on his lips. Seeing that the junior Lan family was about to lose his hold, he gritted his teeth and was about to blow out the long whistle regardless of the danger of his identity being exposed, when two zither sounds came from outside the sky, loudly The pressure made the left arm stop, and even the three corpses froze.

As soon as he heard these two zither sounds, Wei Wuxian turned around, hid behind the pillar, slightly poked his head out to look at the eaves in the yard.

The teenagers who thought they were going to die this time were overjoyed for a moment, and retreated at the same time, looked up at the eaves, and said happily, "Hanguang-jun!"

Under the frosty moonlight, a man in white clothes with wide sleeves and a moiré pattern on his forehead slowly landed on the eaves.He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and coldly plucked the strings of the guqin in front of him again. The sound of the piano was chilling, piercing the clouds and piercing the sky, completely suppressing the three murderous corpses and the left arm, and the four could not remain silent.

After a while, the disciples of the Lan family couldn't help cheering, how lucky they are to survive the catastrophe!Hanguang-jun is too powerful!

Wei Wuxian, who was hiding behind the pillar, watched Lan Wangji subdue Xie Chong, his brows and eyes frowned, and for the first time after he returned to the world, he showed the most sincere smile, "Sure enough, he still wears sackcloth and filial piety..." But, somehow, he remembered What, Wei Wuxian's expression darkened slightly, and after taking another look at Lan Wangji, he turned and left quietly.

After calming down, Lan Sizhui suddenly realized something was wrong, looked around, and grabbed Lan Jingyi, "Jingyi, where is Mr. Mo?"

Everyone was startled and looked around one after another, oh no!Where is Mr. Mo? !

Lan Wangji, who had just noticed the black lines on the murderous corpse's neck, suddenly heard a strange noise, and immediately chased after the sound. He landed on the empty street, but he still didn't find any trace. Couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

"Wei Ying, is that you?"