[Magic Way Patriarch] Rouxiang Bayonet

Wei Wuxian bought two jars of wine as if fleeing, and drank them all in one gulp at the entrance of the inn. For some reason, he felt that the wine was extremely spicy, and it irritated his Adam's apple so hot that it was the first time he tried wine when he was young. Refuse and can't help being addicted.

When Wei Wuxian was about to pay the money, he knew that someone would pay for him, so he left alone without thinking too much.

He walked aimlessly to the most gloomy and swampy cemetery before stopping, and then disappeared, unconscious.

A few days after he woke up, he floated on the river and was rushed to the river.

"Wei Wuxian? Wei Wuxian?"

Wei Wuxian slightly opened his eyes, startled, "Jin Ling?"

Seeing his expression, Jin Ling curled his lips: "Look at your tone, it seems like I really let a fairy bite you."

Wei Wuxian looked at the surrounding environment: "Why are you here?"

Jin Ling: "Of course I followed you here."

Wei WuXian took off his coat, wrung out the water and let it dry aside, saying, "What are you doing with me?"

Jin Ling said: "My younger uncle, that is, Jin Guangyao imprisoned Lord Zewu, and my uncle was also trapped inside."

Wei Wuxian: "Where's Hanguang-jun? Has he been raped too?"

Jin Ling said: "That's why I came to look for you. Mr. Hanguang disappeared for a few days, Mr. Zewu asked me to look for you, and he said that if he found you, he would find Mr. Hanguang. It turned out that Mr. Hanguang was not there, but then Mo Xuanyu is also dead."

Wei Wuxian immediately blamed himself again, "Then why did you escape?"

Jin Ling said: "No matter what I say, I'm also related to Jin Guangyao. He won't really kill me. If he wants to escape, he can definitely escape."

Wei Wuxian thought about it. He heard that Jin Guangyao had always respected Lan Xichen very much. Even if Lan Xichen was detained, how could Jin Ling, a nephew who is not directly related, escape easily?Could it be that you want to come to Lan Zhan to catch them all in one go?Or lure me over?

In fact, Wei Wuxian has been thinking about it for a long time. He didn't know how to face Lan Wangji. Now he is fine, but recently he is getting more and more out of control. If he gets hurt again, he will regret it to death.

Wei Wuxian asked, "Where's your uncle?"

Jin Ling said, "I saw you yesterday. I don't know where you went. My uncle seems to be scolding Lan Wangji again."

Wei Wuxian has nothing to say to Jiang Cheng, and there is nothing to say.

Wei Wuxian: "Jin Ling, don't imitate your uncle with your bad temper, or you won't know how you died."

Jin Ling: "Oh, I got it, stop rambling."

Wei WuXian sat on the ground and kept drawing icons with his fingers, feeling that it was almost done, he took Jin Ling's hand and said, "Use some blood."

Jin Ling yelled, "Wei Wuxian, what are you doing? My finger, my finger!"

Wei Wuxian looked at his expression: "What are you calling, what are you calling?"

Wei Wuxian did not cut his blood in the end, he let go and said: "You go back, when you meet Hanguang-jun, you tell him that I am already dead."

Jin Ling opened his eyes wide: "Wei Wuxian, why are you a dead body? Besides, I heard from Lan Sizhui that Hanguang-Jun wanted to save you."

Wei Wuxian: "The Yiling Patriarch is so good at grading, isn't it too early?"

Jin Ling said: "That's right. However, I have a question. A few days ago, you were really frightened by the rumors that you were scared by Hanguang-jun and ran away. I feel that you are on par with Hanguang-jun."

Wei WuXian lightly tapped Jin Ling on the head: "Of course I can't compare to HanGuang-Jun. He has studied hard and practiced solidly, but I've been doing crooked ways. Besides, he saved my life and protected me to leave. Wouldn't hurting him be worse than a beast?"

Jin Ling asked curiously, "How can he help you?"

Wei Wuxian: "Naturally, it doesn't matter if you don't care about your life or past grievances. He is a gentleman with a kind heart and a beautiful heart. You have to learn from him in the future."

It is rare for Wei Wuxian to be so clear-headed for so many days and still remember some things from the past.

I just remember that not long after, I did the same thing again.

Originally, Jin Ling left alone. He really planned to live in seclusion in the woods, and find Wen Ning to be his companion to live in the deep mountains and old forests. Two living corpses must be quite boring. It would be the best if he could meet Lan Zhan, who is hunting at night. I would like to borrow some money from him for a drink, and it would be best if I could stay for a few days and talk about what happened. Of course, Lan Zhan would not be able to say a few words, but it would be fine if he could come and see.

Even so, the dream was shattered.

Jin Guangyao just wanted to let Wei Wuxian know that Lan Wangji was in danger to save Lan Xichen, so he went there before he could judge whether it was true or not, but no matter how clear his mind was, he was a murderous corpse. Forget about the opportunity, I saw Lan Xichen who was trapped sitting on the futon, and the servants next to him were still serving tea and water.

Seeing Wei Wuxian approaching, Jin Guangyao had a pleasant smile on his face: "The ancestor of Yiling is here, so I'm not far away to welcome you."

Wei WuXian said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, where is HanGuang-Jun?"

Jin GuangYao said: "Don't worry, Second Young Master Lan will be here soon."

As soon as Wei Wuxian heard it, he knew that he had made a mistake. Jin Ling was still a child and probably didn't understand anything.

Wei Wuxian asked, "What are you going to do?"

Jin Guangyao still had a smile on his face and was very polite: "I've heard that Yiling Patriarch's miraculous skills are world-class, so I wonder if I can show my hand?"

As he said that, he casually threw a person over, wanting Wei Wuxian to turn into a murderous corpse and control it himself.

Wei Wuxian said: "Didn't you hold the Yinhu Talisman, what are you looking for me for? Do you think you are worthy?"

Jin Guangyao shook his head and said: "Mr. Wei is still young and vigorous. You don't care about Mr. Zewu, but you really don't care about Mr. Hanguang? He sacrificed his life for you and betrayed him. He was whipped more than 30 times. It's a shame. It hurts my heart, and you can bear to see Lord Hanguang being transformed into a golden core and taking his soul?"

Wei Wuxian suddenly became annoyed, and kicked the stone pier next to him to pieces. He couldn't concentrate and control his own consciousness into a true heart. After hearing this, he thought that something happened to Lan Wangji, and he was furious.

Pick up the petition and blow it up.

In such a chaotic situation, Jin Guangyao could easily be controlled by Jin Guangyao with the Yinhu Talisman and turned into a murderous corpse. He planned it early in the morning. He thought that if Lan Wangji couldn't do it, he would go crazy with Jiang's affairs, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Lan Wangji rushed over quickly, including Jiang Cheng.

It's just that the grievances and grievances in the previous life are not over, and they are superimposed in this life.

Wei Wuxian completely lost consciousness, only felt that the murderous corpses rushing towards him, and the people who wanted to kill him would never be finished. Everyone of these people wanted him to die.

In the end Jin Guangyao couldn't control himself, Lan Xichen got up feebly, and walked outside the Guanyin Temple with Jin Guangyao and the others. At night, the full moon was covered by dark clouds and flickered.

I just feel that Wei Wuxian is fierce like an unstoppable devil, no one can get close to him, no one can control him.

Lan Xichen saw Lan Wangji standing silently on the steps and looking up at the fight in the air, wiping his forehead with the wind, but remained motionless.

Lan Xichen walked over: "Wangji, you can't do anything, but you can't pay attention, he's not Wei Wuxian."

Jiang Cheng couldn't accept such indiscriminate massacres, so he also flew over to the Xian family and the night hunters who came with him.

Lan Wangji knew that it was very inappropriate to act on his emotions. Everyone knew that even if a hundred faces were the same as his, it was either him or not. He was a living corpse controlled by others to harm all directions.

Lan Wangji reminded himself over and over again what he had learned all his life, and when he was losing ground, he finally beat him with Bichen.

The fierce Chen Qing and Bichen collided with red and blue flashes.

Lan Xichen watched the scene of the fight between the two, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Jin Guangyao said: "Second brother, don't worry, the only one who can subdue Wei Wuxian is Second Young Master Lan."

Lan Xichen said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the pain after forgetting the plane."

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian rushed to fight, which was basically a standard decent and crooked style of play.

Jin Guangyao expressed his agreement with Lan Xichen, and watched the two entangled and commented: "Second Master Lan is kind and soft-hearted, and he doesn't even want to draw his sword, which shows the deep affection. Master Wei can't do it, and he wants to take Lan Er Young master's life, go on like this, second brother, your younger brother's life is in danger."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Wuxian's mobile phone's petition seemed to be flying over with flames. Lan Wangji himself was confused and unable to concentrate, and did not completely dodge. The petition flute tore through Lan Wangji's white sleeve, and his arm was scratched long wound.

Although Lan Xichen had lost his spiritual power a few days ago, he can still use it now that he has recovered a little bit. He leapt over to catch Lan Wangji, and Bichen finally unsheathed himself to block the attack again.

Wei Wuxian grasped the flute and played the magical fun of resisting corpses and raising bones, and the matter finally got out of hand.

Just now a little bit of vicious corpses could be dealt with, but now even Jin Guangyao attacked together in order to save his own life.

Jin Ling and the fairy came over. Originally, the fairy was still barking, but she didn't make any sound when she saw the devil.

Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui were about to kill together, but Jiang Cheng grabbed his arm and threw him aside: "Get out! It's about your lord, what did you do in the past to kill yourself? Get out!"

Jin Ling: "I think"

Jiang Cheng: "What are you thinking? Get lost!"

Jin Ling resentfully walked aside.

But there are more and more murderous corpses, and there are only dozens of immortals who heard the wind, and they are not opponents at all.

The storm stopped suddenly, the clouds were thick, and there was going to be a heavy rain soon.

Amidst the chaos and fighting, a low-pitched piano sound suddenly came from the night sky.

The sound of the piano seems to press the heart and bruise the bones of the body. Ordinary people with a little cultivation will only feel chest tightness, but the murderous corpses are different. Their hearts will not beat, and their bodies will be smashed to pieces.

Lan Wangji's "soul-stealing" was so amazing that it was less than a section of a walking corpse that broke the ground and fell to the ground.

This kind of slight "soul-absorbing" music seems to have no effect on the ancestor of Yiling, and it aroused his strong dissatisfaction. Wei Wuxian missed the crowd and flew over directly to kill the person who played the piano.

Lan Wangji looked directly at Wei Wuxian, who was coming to take his life. Before he got close to him, there was a quick and piercing piano sound, Wei Wuxian stopped, and people from a distance seemed to be saying something softly, Lan Wangji Wangji immediately pressed Yu Yinqin, and saw Wei Wuxian in front of him clutching his chest and falling to the ground.

vomited blood.

Lan Wangji threw away the Qin of his mobile phone like a mechanical machine, ran to kneel on the ground to support Wei Wuxian's body, and touched the thing Wei Wuxian spit out of his mouth with trembling fingers.

This is blood, bloody bright red blood.

How can a dead person have blood?

Well, he is human.

Lan Wangji kept wiping the blood from Wei Wuxian's mouth, trying to wipe it clean to make sure it was just a dead body.

Lan Wangji felt that it was useless, the blood stained on his sleeve was no different from the blood from his own cut finger, and he channeled his spiritual power like a madman.

The night was terribly dark, as if the sun could not be seen, Wei WuXian grabbed Lan WangJi's hand that conveyed his spiritual power, and said softly, "Lan Zhan, don't waste your spiritual power."

Lan Wangji broke free and continued to transport, Wei Wuxian felt a few tears dripping down his neck, it was icy cold.

憋

Taking advantage of his last breath, he said, "Don't be sad."

Lan Wangji said softly, "I'm not sad."

Wei Wuxian grabbed Lan Wangji's hand with all his strength again, "Lan Zhan, I remember... I remember how you recognized me at Dafan Mountain..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around.

It started to rain, Lan Wangji carefully hugged Wei Wuxian and walked to a nearby house.

After losing so much spiritual power, even Lan Xichen didn't seem to hear him when he came to persuade him.

Wei Wuxian didn't know where he was, while the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, while the black and black skeletons were walking around.

He seemed to hear another voice calling softly in his ear, he thought, if it was a dream, he would definitely wake up.

If not, then let's live in peace for the time being at the two ends of the skeletons and corpses.

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