The villain has a white moonlight

The members of the Wang family who were ambushing outside the bamboo forest also showed up one after another at this moment to deal with those inhuman things.

When Ji Wuxian drew the saber with the other hand, Wang Huan slightly raised his hand, and the scepter instantly turned into a gorgeous long sword. The hilt of the sword was no longer the body of the bird, only the golden wings remained. Phoenix with flames.

When the sword was lifted, the sky was already covered with thunderclouds, and when the sword was drawn, it seemed to be wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning, and it went away with a whirl of electricity.

Ji Wuxian raised the saber confidently, as if piercing the void, hidden his heart and struck the Suzaku, and the clang resounded through the sky.

And the Langya Wang family who were still in Lianwu Mountain, the Xie family in Jinling and the monks and other casual cultivators from the Shushan Mountain Palace all saw the night sky over the shade of Lianwu Mountain at the same time. There are thunder and lightning, sometimes the sound of flute is piercing, and there are ghostly sounds in the mountains and forests for a while, and evil spirits appear.

Everyone was startled, and everyone knew that Ji Wuxian, the head of the ghostly ghost, had appeared.

The originally peaceful Lianwu Mountain was surrounded by demons and ghosts for a while, and the evil spirits dormant in the dark seemed to be attracted by the sound of the flute and moved out one after another.

The whole Lianwu Mountain seems to have really turned into a man-eating monster, evil everywhere, some corpses climbed out of the mountain, some vines and flowers and trees showed the prototype of evil monsters, the unsuspecting monks were in chaos, and the Wang family of Langya The formations and traps set up by Manshan played a certain role.

However, there are too many evil things. Some of them were almost cultivated, and they were wrapped in the belly of the monster in an instant. Hunt at night, or be hunted.

Wang's followers were all protecting the two young masters Wang Xie, Xie Shaoyu had already taken Wang Siyuan's bow and arrow, and responded calmly, the white feather arrow pierced through the air, and a row of puppet corpses fell where it passed.

"You go to save people first, I have no problem with Shaoyu." Wang Siyuan drew out his sword and beheaded a puppet.

"The suzerain said that we should not leave the guarding son an inch..."

"What nonsense, if you tell you to go, you can go, the wailing of those idiots has distracted me, take them away!" Wang Siyuan angrily said.

"Yes." The entourage took several Wang's disciples to save people.

Corpses came one after another. Seeing that the feather sword in his companion's quiver was about to be exhausted, Wang Siyuan became more and more melancholy: "I don't know what's going on with uncle."

Xie Shaoyu hesitated a little, but his expression still turned pale, and he stretched out his hand and shouted: "Xiao Hong, go!"

The red snake was like a red lightning, it flew out at a high speed, and when it landed, it turned into a giant red python. With a sweep of its long tail, it wiped out the puppet corpse in front of it.

"Take us over there!" Xie Shaoyu nimbly rolled over, stretched out his hand to give Wang Siyuan a hand, and when both of them sat down on the python's back, he ordered calmly.

The red python nodded, and its scarlet eyes lit up like two lanterns. After spitting out a letter, it meandered towards the place where the thunder shook and the electric light struck. .

Ji Wuxian was holding the flute, with a cold expression, and the sound of the flute was piercing and sharp. A pair of golden eyes flashed coldly, watching the fierce fighting not far away. There was an endless stream of bones and rotting corpses. The sky is like clouds rushing, gathering and parting.

Those puppet corpses summoned by the ghost flute are all fierce. Except for Langya Wang's people who have been prepared for a long time and have a good offensive and defensive skills, the other two families are also a little bit outstretched. , the newly dead became puppet corpses again, and they fought together just now, and became monsters who could only kill. People have feelings after all. There were already people who hesitated to kill each other on the scene, but the evil creatures became more and more unscrupulous.

Swords were clanging, Ji Wuxian and Wang Huan refused to give in to each other, the two young men who came from driving the python saw the situation stalemate, they turned over and got down, Xie Shaoyu raised his eyebrows and said: "Xiao Hong, bite him to death!"

The red python rushed over in response to the sound, sweeping away the evil spirits all over the place, and bit Ji Wuxian with its bloody mouth.

Wang Huan was fighting Ji Wuxian with all his strength, but he found out that someone had joined the battle because of the wind near him, and shouted: "No!" But it was too late, the giant python let out a painful roar, and was shot several feet away by the air mask on Ji Wuxian's body , fell limply to the ground.

"Little Red!"

"Hong Hong'er!" The two teenagers ran hurriedly, only to see blood at the corner of the giant python's mouth, and it lifted its head weakly, then turned back into the appearance of a little red snake, and passed out.

"Come on! Come on, bring the snakeberry pill!" Xie Shaoyu was anxious and angry.

It was only then that Ji Wuxian discovered that the giant python turned out to be Xie Shaoyu's favorite pet, but when it pounced on it, it did have a strong killing intent. Sorry!

Only now, he should finish this matter.

When he lifted the knife to block Wang Huan's sharp sword, he urged the ghost flute again, and everyone was in palpitations, and the group of demons danced happily and fiercely. Ji Wuxian was more relieved of his doubts, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Ji Wuxian, are you proud of borrowing the power of ghosts?"

"I use my ability to be silent, so it doesn't matter if I am proud." He looked at Wang Huan with a smile on his face: "You have the ability, but you can also come and kill people!"

"Crazy talk, pay attention!" Another cut, and the crisp cracking sound of the shield being broken.

"Sect Master Wang, you are the first person to break my shield." Ji Wuxian raised an eyebrow: "But it's not enough."

But there was a clear sound of the pipa, and Ji Wuxian raised his head. Under the huge full moon, it was the familiar purple-clothed figure standing on the bamboo pole.

The pipa plectrum was plucked quickly, just like a cacophony of jumbled bombs, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, the sound wave wrapped in the flying bamboo leaves and struck swiftly, cutting the corpses to pieces.

The bamboo leaves even turned into pieces of sharp blades, passed through the corpses, and hit the ghost head directly.

Ji Wuxian frowned, feeling powerless under that fierce attack, was it because Xie Niyu's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds that he couldn't parry it, or...

Ji Wuxian drew out his saber with his backhand and blocked it in front of him, but was still sent flying by the huge sound wave, hitting a bamboo leaf that fell on the ground.

"So...so that's how it is..." He vomited a mouthful of blood, clenched the bamboo flute tightly in his hand, and stared at Wang Huan: "It was you who moved your hands and feet earlier."

"I thought it would not be easy to get in touch with your ghost flute." Wang Huan didn't move, holding a red badge in his hand, sneering on his lips: "However, you are too stupid."

"You..." The other party's composure seemed to make Ji Wuxian very angry, and said dejectedly, "I didn't realize that it wasn't Xizhi."

Other than himself, False Lan Xizhi was the only one who had come into contact with Gui Xiao before, so many precautions were taken carelessly in the end, and no one felt reconciled.

"The art of recruiting Yin is enough to make a false one, not to mention that there is a little bit of Lan Xizhi's painstaking care between the eyebrows of this paper figurine." Xie Niyu stepped on a flying leaf, landed lightly, and stood behind the man with a restrained face.

"Then Xizhi... where is he?" Hearing the words Zhaoyin Jue, Ji Wuxian took a step back.

"There has long been no such person as Lan Xizhi in the world." Xie Niyu stepped forward, her clear and beautiful face was filled with sadness: "Ji Wuxian, you killed him with your own hands back then."

"Ha, haha, hahahahaha, so, you set up a game." Ji Wuxian raised his head and laughed, sad and indignant: "So all of this is really just a game, hahahahaha."

"That's right, all of this is a game set up by Mr. and us."

"Sir?" Ji Wuxian thought for a while, "You are talking about Fu Mengsheng."

"That's right, forcing you to show up this time, everything is planned." Xie Niyu stared at Ji Wuxian.

Whether it's releasing the false news that Lan Xizhi is still alive, arranging people to play Lan Xizhi's activities in Jinling, the informants placed in Yunmeng Tower, the grandparents and grandchildren he met in the city, and the rumors heard along the way, it seems that they all happened naturally. What happened is a lie under the cover of the most truthful appearance.

"I didn't expect that Daoist Fu Mengsheng would also deceive people." Ji Wuxian smiled meaninglessly: "Since I know my identity, why should I condescend to act."

"You're wrong. Before you entered this bamboo forest, even I wasn't sure about your identity. And Daoist Fu Mengsheng, after he proposed the plan, he never cared about the follow-up." Wang Huan said flatly.

"Participating in the implementation, only Wang and Xie's family. Until now, Mr. does not know your real identity." Xie Niyu said sadly: "He really treats you as a friend, even your dog was bitten by a puppet corpse, he They are all very anxious, and Ying is still holding the dog to seek medical treatment in Heye Town."

Ji Wuxian was stunned.

"You don't need to think about it any more, Ji Wuxian, let's go back with us." Xie Niyu put away the pipa, Ji Wuxian lost the power of the ghost flute, and was banned. necessary.

"Little Feather..." Ji Wuxian murmured, "So you really want me to die?"

"My good friend Ji Wuxian died a long time ago." Xie Niyu gave him a cool look, and said coldly, "And now you are the person I hate, so you have no right to call me like that again."

"I came to Jinling to find you." Ji Wuxian bowed his head.

"Talking about friendship with a purpose, do you think I will believe it?" Xie Niyu sneered.

The fight not far away is still going on, the culprit has been captured, the evil creatures are almost exhausted, and amidst the hustle and bustle, Ji Wuxian's voice is steady and tired: "My friend Niyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

He closed his eyes, and said very seriously: "If I sincerely repent, you will forgive me."

"You should ask the people you killed, I can't forgive them for them." Xie Niyu's eyelashes filled with tears, but she didn't cry. She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind: "That day, It won't be long."

"I've been ashamed of many people in my life, so, can I get rid of my grievances?" After speaking, Ji Wuxian raised his hand and slapped Tianling fiercely, and the ghost flute broke immediately.

Xie Niyu didn't have time to stop her, but a sudden change happened, she stood dumbly in place, when the blood rained down, Wang Huan grabbed her and quickly avoided it.

The viewers were all shocked, Xie Shaoyu raised his hand to cover the eyes of Wang Siyuan, who was already stunned by that action, so as not to let him see the tragic scene.

Ji Wuxian died unexpectedly, seeing the culprit's extremely painful death, some of the onlookers sighed, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some were happy.

Xie Niyu didn't feel relaxed, instead, all kinds of emotions in her heart were churning, and her body trembled.

Wang Huan glanced at her, turned around and said, "If you're tired, you can go down the mountain and wait for us."

"Sister Xie, we are here, you have worked so hard during this period, you should go back and rest first!" Wang Siyuan also expressed concern.

"Sister..." Xie Shaoyu also wanted to comfort her, but seeing Xie Niyu put away the pipa, she said with red eyes: "What's the matter with you, I'm not that delicate."

"Why bother to hold on." Wang Huan said lightly.

"Wang Ruoxi, shut up!"

"Whatever you want." Wang Huan didn't say any more, and moved to arrange the finishing work. Wang Siyuan saluted Xie Niyu, winked at Xie Shaoyu, and chased his uncle.

"Shaoyu, let's deal with the scene together! Check to see if there is anything suspicious."

"Good sister!"

After the Battle of Lianwu Mountain, news of Ji Wuxian's death spread as if he had grown wings. The disaster of Ji Wuxian, the head of the dark ghost, seemed to have finally settled, and everyone was happy.

Fu Mengsheng in the medical hall heard the news, stroked little Aipo's dog's head, and said softly: "Ji Wuxian Fuzhu, your master, when will you return safely?"

Little Ai Po was still in a coma, so naturally he couldn't hear him. A maple leaf was brought into the window by the wind and fell on the white clothes of the young Taoist. He picked up the maple leaf and smiled slightly: "I guess, soon Bar."

The author has something to say: Heyhehehe, won't it be really dead. My family envy has the protagonist's aura, which is just a routine.