【Grandfather of Demonic Dao】Black Silk Winding

The sound of arguing in the distance made Chuan Shang feel more and more uneasy.

It was Wei Wuxian, dressed in black, who was arguing with a disciple of the Lanling Jin Sect. That person did not have red cinnabar on his forehead, so he should not be a direct descendant of the Jin Sect.

Standing at this moment, the disciple of the Jin family pulled out his sword and wanted to stab Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian didn't go out with the sword. Seeing that he couldn't resist, he saw a purple shadow jumping out from nowhere to block it. in front of him.

Wei Wuxian's heartbeat stopped for an instant.

"—Sister!"

Just when the shining sword pierced through his chest, Chuan Shang clearly heard the joking sneer from the bottom of his heart.

--idiot.

Idiots are idiots, as long as...

Chuan Shang raised his head, a dazzling red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.There was a relieved smile on his still bright face.She looked at the person in front of her tenderly: "...Sister, as long as you are fine."

"Ah Chang!"

Unable to hold back, Chuan Shang knelt down in a pool of his own blood, and the scene in front of him became more and more unreal.All he knew was that he was firmly protected by the weak body in front of him, and his clothes were wet with the man's tears.

Chuan Shang, who was hugged tightly, stroked Jiang Yanli's trembling back, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry, senior sister. Ah Chang doesn't hurt at all..."

A Chang will always protect you.

Wei Wuxian's eyes turned red in an instant, and the next moment he put Guidi's confession on his lips: "Jin Zixun! I want your life!"

"Wei Ying! You're so noisy! I'm not dead yet! Why are you losing your temper here? Why don't you hurry up and call Wen Qing over! "

Chuan Shang was already angry.