[Magic Way Patriarch] Rouxiang Bayonet

As soon as Jiang Cheng heard that Wei Wuxian had escaped, he didn't have time to entertain the guests, so he brought people over to stop him.

Originally, all the immortals knew that Wei Wuxian had left with Hanguang-jun, and he helped a lot at the mass grave last time, and it was verified by many parties.

Now at a glance, it is clear that the two are personal grudges, and no one stepped forward to persuade them.

Wei Wuxian glanced at Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, you know you can't stop me."

Jiang Cheng snorted coldly: "Wei Wuxian! You're so proud of yourself, a corpse is born of resentment, do you think you can run rampant for how long? You don't know how you will die in the future!"

Wei Wuxian: "I don't need you to tell me how I died, anyway, I was definitely not beaten to death by you."

Jiang Cheng's veins were almost bursting: "Wei Wuxian! Are you still complacent about cultivating crooked ways? Believe it or not, let you die again?"

Wei Wuxian said in a very cold voice, "He was originally a living dead, but he is still dead now, what are you calling?"

Jiang Cheng said again: "It's nothing to die once, it's not too much to die [-] million times for what you did!"

Wei Wuxian stopped answering and walked away very quickly.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about the group of people watching behind him, and he didn't care about his status as suzerain, so he forcibly dragged Wei Wuxian and prepared to take him into custody.

Wei Wuxian himself was a little taller than him, looking directly at the past, he was a bit condescending: "Jiang Cheng, you are the head of the family, and the crane is singing in the fairy gate, why bother a person who is about to die in front of everyone."

Jiang Cheng said, "Okay, okay, don't you want to continue fighting corpses and cultivating demons, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, he took out the petition he was carrying with him, and threw it into Wei Wuxian's hands: "Hurry up and get out, the farther you get out, the better, don't blame me for being rude next time I meet you."

Since Jiang Cheng stepped down the steps, Wei Wuxian didn't need to say much.

But it seems to be untied in sleep, the whole body is comfortable, holding something is so comfortable, rubbing it back and forth is very comfortable, so comfortable that I want to be drunk and never wake up.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was hugging a pillow.

"Hahaha...haha..."

Wei Ying nearly fell off while riding Little Apple.

Lan Wangji reached out to support his waist.

Wei Ying said, "Lan Zhan, do you know what I dreamed about last night?"

Lan Wangji: "Yes."

Wei Ying: "Well, what does that mean, you should ask."

Lan Wangji: "Don't ask."

Wei Ying reached out and wiped Lan Wangji's forehead away: "Just ask."

The corners of Lan Wangji's mouth rose imperceptibly, and he followed his words and asked, "What dream?"

Wei Ying laughed again: "I dreamed of you last night..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ying's eyes went dark, and his body instantly fell down from the back of Little Apple, unconscious.

Even though he has been through this a few times, his hands still tremble because of his nervousness when he suddenly collapsed in front of you. Lan Wangji hugged him and went to rest nearby. He knew that Wei Wuxian was nearby.

This time it's not that Wei Wuxian is really trying to steal people's souls, but that Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were injured. He was happy and happy alone, but after the night hunt, when Jiang Cheng heard that Wei Wuxian had escaped, he had no time to entertain guests. , Take people to block it.

Originally, all the immortals knew that Wei Wuxian had left with Hanguang-jun, and he helped a lot at the mass grave last time, and it was verified by many parties.

Now at a glance, it is clear that the two are personal grudges, and no one stepped forward to persuade them.

Wei Wuxian glanced at Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, you know you can't stop me."

Jiang Cheng snorted coldly: "Wei Wuxian! You're so proud of yourself, a corpse is born of resentment, do you think you can run rampant for how long? You don't know how you will die in the future!"

Wei Wuxian: "I don't need you to tell me how I died, anyway, I was definitely not beaten to death by you."

Jiang Cheng's veins were almost bursting: "Wei Wuxian! Are you still complacent about cultivating crooked ways? Believe it or not, let you die again?"

Wei Wuxian said in a very cold voice, "He was originally a living dead, but he is still dead now, what are you calling?"

Jiang Cheng said again: "It's nothing to die once, it's not too much to die [-] million times for what you did!"

Wei Wuxian stopped answering and walked away very quickly.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about the group of people watching behind him, and he didn't care about his status as suzerain, so he forcibly dragged Wei Wuxian and prepared to take him into custody.

Wei Wuxian himself was a little taller than him, looking directly at the past, he was a bit condescending: "Jiang Cheng, you are the head of the family, and the crane is singing in the fairy gate, why bother a person who is about to die in front of everyone."

Jiang Cheng said, "Okay, okay, don't you want to continue fighting corpses and cultivating demons, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, he took out the petition he was carrying with him, and threw it into Wei Wuxian's hands: "Hurry up and get out, the farther you get out, the better, don't blame me for being rude next time I meet you."

Since Jiang Cheng stepped down the steps, Wei Wuxian didn't need to say much.

However, this kind of arrogance caused a lot of negative comments in Jianghu. I don't know if it was Jiang Cheng or a group of onlookers. In short, Wei Ying was a little hard to say when he heard it.

Wei Ying and Lan Wangji went out to hunt at night, and said while eating, "Hanguang-jun, Hanguang-jun, it's all your fault."

Lan Wangji: "Legs."

Wei Ying intentionally kicked again: "What kind of leg? I didn't press it. Mr. Hanguang, anyway, if you don't make a move now, you will do so in the future. It would be a disaster if you become a murderous corpse."

Lan Wangji said: "Although he is a living corpse, he has a mind, and it is the best way to transform it."

Wei Ying said confidently: "Hanguang-jun, don't believe me, I couldn't listen to anything at that time, let alone Duhua, you persuaded me no matter how many times I couldn't listen to it, I thought I was awesome, now That's what I must have thought too, but when people are insane, they can't listen to anything, if it really hurts someday, I have a way to deal with it."

Lan Wangji: "What?"

Wei Ying: "When I was in Fumo Cave, I was too free. I painted paintings by myself, and I had all kinds of talismans, including that talisman."

Lan Wangji watched him wait for Wei Ying to continue, but he didn't expect him to smile mysteriously, and asked for a moment, "What talisman?"

Wei Ying thought for a while and said, "That's what, how can you torture yourself to death."

As expected, Lan Wangji twitched his eyebrows and turned his head.

Wei Ying said: "Lan Zhan Lan Zhan, don't turn around, you were not there at the time, wasn't it just boring, just do something casually, but now it's no good, because your skills are low and you forget everything, Lan Zhan, you will be protected in the future My weak man."

Lan Wangji's expression softened, and he said softly, "You shouldn't be like this."

Wei Ying pulled the bench close to Lan Wangji, tilted his head to look at his face, leaned closer, and said softly, "Second Brother Lan, Second Brother, Second Brother..."

Lan Wangji thought he had something to say, so he listened slightly to him, and seeing Wei Ying kept calling his brother, his mind flickered, and he took a breath: "Stop barking."

Wei Ying said, "Why are you shy? It's not like you haven't called before, second brother, second brother."

Lan Wangji grabbed Wei Ying's hand, pulled him up vigorously, and threw him onto the bed.

Wei Ying's blood rushed to the top of his head, extremely excited.

Lan Wangji immediately restrained his body and sat on the edge of the bed.

Wei Ying said with an aggrieved face, "Lan Zhan, it's not Haishi yet."

Lan Wangji: "You are not feeling well, you should go to bed early."

Wei Ying: "Yesterday I drank three jars of wine and a table of vegetables, and I felt unwell. Did you just... heard me call you just now... ummm"

Lan Wangji immediately silenced himself and turned off the lights.

But it seems to be untied in sleep, the whole body is comfortable, holding something is so comfortable, rubbing it back and forth is very comfortable, so comfortable that I want to be drunk and never wake up.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was hugging a pillow.

"Hahaha...haha..."

Wei Ying nearly fell off while riding Little Apple.

Lan Wangji reached out to support his waist.

Wei Ying said, "Lan Zhan, do you know what I dreamed about last night?"

Lan Wangji: "Yes."

Wei Ying: "Well, what does that mean, you should ask."

Lan Wangji: "Don't ask."

Wei Ying reached out and wiped Lan Wangji's forehead away: "Just ask."

The corners of Lan Wangji's mouth rose imperceptibly, and he followed his words and asked, "What dream?"

Wei Ying laughed again: "I dreamed of you last night..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ying's eyes went dark, and his body instantly fell down from the back of Little Apple, unconscious.

Even though he has been through this a few times, his hands still tremble because of his nervousness when he suddenly collapsed in front of you. Lan Wangji hugged him and went to rest nearby. He knew that Wei Wuxian was nearby.

This time, it wasn't that Wei Wuxian really wanted to steal people's souls, but he used spiritual power to heal the two of them.

Lan Jingyi woke up and saw that Wei Wuxian was so frightened that he fell down again.

Wei Wuxian grabbed Lan Jingyi's collar: "Come, come and have another bowl."

Lan Jingyi sang and almost vomited: "What's going on, I think you two are really alone, and you both taste so bad."

He coughed, and Wei Wuxian sent a little spiritual power to make Lan Jingyi feel better.

Lan Sizhui felt much better, he took a sip and drank it down.He sat up and observed the surrounding situation. There was no one living in a small dilapidated farmyard, it was eerie, and there must be a lot of murderous corpses. Fortunately, this senior was there, otherwise, wouldn't his life be in danger if he lay down all night?

Lan SiZhui got up to salute, Wei WuXian hurriedly said, "No, no."

Lan Sizhui wanted to look him up and down, because he was so familiar.

Naturally, Lan Sizhui could tell which one was the ancestor of Yiling. This one was cold when he got close, and his breathing was so weak that he could hardly feel it. I was afraid that I would accidentally lock my throat suddenly, so I observed closely today, and couldn't help but want to take notes to see the special appearance certificate, and use it for other purposes in the future.

A little scared but still can't help but get close.

Wei Wuxian tidied up Lan Jingyi's wound, and said with a smile, "Young Master Lan, what do you think I'm doing? You don't think I'm good-looking, do you?"

Lan Sizhui lowered his head a little shyly, because the evaluator's appearance was very inappropriate and he still had to say: "Senior looks, um, not bad."

Wei Wuxian laughed and patted Lan Sizhui's head, and asked with great interest, "What's your name?"

Lan Sizhui said, "Lan Yuan."

"Lan Yuan? Why such a name? What is the character?"

Lan Sizhui: "Sizhui. I don't know about Hanguang-jun."

Wei Wuxian: "Mr. Hanguang started it, um, yes, it should be the person who remembers and misses. But Sizui, your cultivation is not bad, but you have to use your brains, don't you think your Lan family still asks you to do it every day?" I can't go out with the endorsement."

Lan Sizhui didn't dare to gossip about people behind his back, he just said: "We still need to work hard."

Wei Wuxian patted him on the shoulder: "Your Hanguang-jun should take you out to experience more, but he always likes to be alone. If I have time to follow me in the future, I guarantee that you will leave the teacher in March, and you will not be afraid of any corpses."

Lan Jingyi suddenly sat up again: "Senior, what happened to that murderous corpse yesterday?"

Wei Wuxian: "When you see me, you run away in fright."

Lan Jingyi: "Ah, those three have spiritual power, they killed several people, why did they run away when they saw you?"

He expended even more strength, Wei WuXian pushed Lan JingYi back down and lay down again, "Isn't it normal to run away when you see me? Didn't you two run away when you saw me yesterday?"

Lan Sizhui explained: "No, senior, we thought there was another murderous corpse, so..."

Wei Wuxian: "Okay, okay, I understand, don't worry about the two young masters, I have already wiped out those three murderous corpses."

"Hanguang-jun!"

The two shouted in unison, causing Wei WuXian to turn his head. Lan WangJi was still dressed in white, with a handsome face, and came over coldly.

Wei Wuxian walked over: "Lan Zhan, I knew you would definitely find this, come and see how your child is doing."

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji didn't object, nodded and walked over, seeing the expressions of Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, he didn't ask too much.

Lan Wangji: "Wei Ying, come here."

The two went out together.

Lan Jingyi was dumbfounded: "Sizhui, why are there two Senior Wei?"

Lan Sizhui thought about it for a while: "He is a corpse, maybe part of it was left over when he seized the house?"

Lan Jingyi said: "How could it be, how could Senior Mo be alone with such a low level of cultivation?"

Lan Sizhui was also confused and fell into deep thought.

Lan Wangji walked a little faster, Wei Wuxian followed slowly, thinking: Lan Zhan is so serious, is there something wrong?

Just as he was about to see Lan Wangji slow down, and turned around, Wei Wuxian hurried to catch up: "Lan Zhan, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lan Wangji: "Yes."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Did you miss me?"

Seeing that he was silent, Wei Wuxian quickly said, "Just kidding, just kidding, SiZhui and the others are fine, don't worry."

Lan Wangji was silent for a long time and said, "Are you going to keep doing this?"

Wei Wuxian walked along the stream and sat on the rock next to him: "Lan Zhan, this sentence is so familiar, but I can't remember when you said it, why don't you do this, maybe I won't recognize you when I see you gone."

Once the consciousness of a living corpse is controlled, it must be controlled by others. Perhaps sex, or necrosis, is a tool.Isn't it embarrassing and embarrassing for Yiling Patriarch to be a tool for killing people?

Lan Wangji definitely didn't know these thoughts.

Lan Wangji went to check his pulse routinely, Wei Wuxian stretched out his arms obediently.