The villain has a white moonlight

It is said to be Xuanyi, but it is based on black, with dark red embroidery threads intertwined and looped, forming a pattern of vermilion birds on the chest. On the hem of the clothes and around the shoulders and waist, there are white pompoms with personality, which are fluffy and fluffy when blown by the night wind. They are really cute, and they are suitable for his age.

The visitor was only a half-grown child, holding a golden longbow inlaid with various gemstones, carrying a barrel of white feather arrows on his back, and wearing a gorgeous long sword on his waist. The delicate embroidery of the red bird on his clothes was lifelike, as if he was about to fly away.

The little boy had a high ponytail, a handsome face, and slanted bangs. Although he was half a child, he exuded an aura of arrogance and arrogance all over his body, which did not quite match his gentle eyebrows.

Ji Wuxian secretly sighed, "The second generation of rich immortals!" and felt that the other party's face was somewhat familiar.

It must be a young master of the Langya Wang family. The Suzaku is the totem of the Wang family. Only his school uniform can be so exquisite and gorgeous, and the big lapel of the young man's coat embroidered with the Suzaku family pattern is embellished with golden sun and silver moon emblems on the left and right. , which means "as constant as the moon, as rising as the sun", and his demeanor shows that he is an important direct descendant of the Wang family.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's my obsessed mind talking nonsense, young master, don't take it to heart." The person who had complained before saw the person coming, became humble, and hurriedly bowed and apologized.

The little boy raised his chin slightly, he didn't seem to care about their responses, he just glanced at the tired nets scattered not far away, and said in an unhappy and impatient tone: "It's another group of idiots, didn't they post a notice telling you not to come here?" Is it? It will cause trouble to others."

The few monks looked at each other, some blushed, some glared but did not dare to curse back, the taciturn man apologized: "I'm really sorry, we are the ones who caused trouble for Mrs. Wang."

The Wang family style was originally prosperous, but starting from Wang Shuo, it began to prefer low-key luxury, but after the crucible of the moon, the vitality of all the immortal sects was severely injured, but the Wang family became the biggest winner.

After Wang Ruoxi was welcomed back as the suzerain, the family became stronger and stronger. He himself was that kind of sharp-edged person when he was young. Now the children in the clan may not have his talents, but they have learned some of his temperament very much, and even more so. Those who go too far will still run rampant, and the lesser Xianmen will also swallow their anger, and rural casual cultivators like them will even give in extremely.

"It's good to know that not all cats and dogs can come to Lianwu Mountain now. Those who are trapped in this small trap and want to call for help, stop holding ridiculous and stupid fantasies, thinking that they can become a blockbuster through night hunting Come on, go back and practice hard, don't come out to embarrass yourself." The boy said with sarcasm.

A tall and thin man stood in front of him and said dissatisfiedly: "Young master, why do you have to speak so harshly? Lianwu Mountain is not someone's private hunting ground. The Wang family has a century-old family with deep roots. Why bother to divide us rural people?" Grab a piece of the pie?"

Even if the Wang family's power is in full swing, it will be a little uncomfortable to be scolded by a child, not to mention that there is a person beside them who seems to discourage the Wang family.

When Ji Wuxian listened to the domineering boy's words, his brows were already lightly frowned, but he hadn't moved yet.

"You...!" The young man is like a cat with blown fur: "Do you think the peace along the way is due to the Langya Wang clan clearing this mountain. The monsters that came are getting stronger and stronger, and they can't even pass the barrier of entering the mountain." People just don’t have enough ability, why do people like this come to join in the fun?! The front is dangerous, but you turn around to save your life, don’t you understand the truth?”

In this way, Mrs. Wang had good intentions, but the young man was obviously furious and would not be considerate of others: "What is written in the notice is just to save face for you, we just want to be bad guys, and we want to be blunt and say idiots." Don't you come to die in vain?"

When those people heard the words, their faces turned red and white, and they were very uncomfortable.

"Little friend, you're going too far, enough is enough." Ji Wuxian finally couldn't listen anymore, there was already an extra piece of talisman paper in his hand, it was an ordinary thing scattered all over the place just now, but he bit his finger, using blood as ink, quickly added A few strokes.

"Heh, where did you get the horn of the demon way? It's your turn to educate me?" The young man said disdainfully, turned to Ji Wuxian, swept him from head to toe, and said with a curled lip, "I thought who it was, it turned out to be you."

Listening to his tone, there was disgust in surprise, Ji Wuxian narrowed his eyes, making sure that he had never seen this boy before.

Only to hear the boy say again: "Why, feel flattered? Don't tell me, if your clothes are not eye-catching, I wouldn't remember you! Even so, in my eyes, you have nothing to do with these idiots the difference."

Ji Wuxian smiled instead of anger, "Didn't your adults teach you that people should respect each other?"

"It's not your turn to teach me."

Ji Wuxian gently turned the hand holding the silver wristband: "It can be seen that you only admire the strong."

"That will never be you." The young man looked at him, his eyes became more and more contemptuous: "I was also there when the monsters appeared in Jinling City that day, and I was able to fight monsters as strong as sister Xie. Ordinary monks are also restraining or evacuating, this passer-by who claims to be capable, what were you doing that day?"

Ji Wuxian thought of the scene that day and what he did, and there was indeed something wrong.

"What about you, you are wearing an eye-catching red dress, and you broke your sleeves with a shameless monster in front of everyone! Bah, bah, it makes me sick to think about it!" Seeing him in a daze, the boy felt extremely disgusted and said impatiently .

Seeing that the boy's words became more and more ugly, and even Fu Mengsheng was scolded, even though Ji Wuxian was generous, at this moment his voice turned cold: "I apologize for what you said just now."

"So what if the eyes are fierce?" The young man was forced to take a step back by his eyes, but he still shouted: "Anyway, seeing you makes me disgusted, I'm dying, why don't you get these idiots out of here!"

"Why does the Wang family always produce such things that have mothers but not mothers? It's a pity." Ji Wuxian looked down at the talisman paper in his hand.

Hearing this sentence, two clusters of anger flared up in the boy's eyes, he drew his sword and pointed it at Ji Wuxian with a "swipe", angrily said: "I apologize for what you said!"

The silver light of the sword gleamed, and the cold light was piercing. It was a sword like no other in the world. Even if Xiaoxianmen worked hard for a long time, it might not be possible to have such a treasure. In the hands of that young man, it was not a useless plaything.

When the boy stabbed at him with a sword, Ji Wuxian gave up one hand and sideways avoided, but the other hand quickly caught the boy's back heart.

The young man has a dexterous figure, and it can be seen that his cultivation is much better than his peers, but he is still far behind Ji Wuxian.

After Ji Wuxian took the talisman, he laughed self-deprecatingly. He did the talisman behind the back so quickly. After all, Ji Wuxian, the head of the dark ghost, is a legendary person who caused a bloodbath.

The boy was caught off guard and knelt down, but he reacted in time and supported the ground with his sword. He didn't fall too embarrassingly, but the weight on his back increased, like Wukong being held down by Wuzhishan, unable to move.

It was true to say that it was a mountain, Ji Wuxian borrowed the power of Beiyue with the talisman paper, and firmly suppressed the boy, but he was not as cruel as the rumors said, and he had a certain degree of control so that he would not smash the boy to death.

Ji Wuxian squatted down, raised his index finger, and flicked the blade of the sword: "How, can you talk properly?"

The boy gritted his teeth and seemed to be struggling, but he snorted and turned his head away.

"It seems that I still have strength, so I'll add another size!" Ji Wuxian said leisurely.

"Young people," the stunned group of people at the side finally came back to their senses, and carefully persuaded: "Forget it, forget it, the Wang family..."

"Say the wrong thing, do the wrong thing, an apology is the right thing to do." Ji Wuxian smiled and said, "Is this difficult? Kid."

"Duanxiu, if you don't want to die, I advise you to withdraw immediately!"

Ji Wuxian said hehe, "Really? Then I'm so scared!"

Holding the long sword, the young master tried several times but couldn't stand up, his face was flushed, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't retreat, wait until I go back and tell uncle, you can wash your neck and wait to die!"

"Not only is there no parent to discipline, but there is also a super fierce uncle? Who is he?" Ji Wuxian's smile deepened. It seemed that the Langya Wang family really followed that man from top to bottom.

"His uncle is me." A gust of cold wind blew by, and the young man strolled over, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a cold and handsome face, long brown-red hair in a high bun, similar to that boy's hairstyle, except that there were more golden crowns on both sides of the hair. Gold-winged bird wings, black robes and clothes, the clothes are all gorgeous and unparalleled, and the black clothes are embroidered with red thread with delicate patterns of red birds. In the night, there seems to be red streamers surging, and the face is like frost, and the sound is like broken ice: "You What is left to say?"

The man seemed to have a hidden disease, and he walked with a slight limp, but it was harmless, and he didn't need a cane to help him walk.

But he still holds a dark red scepter with exquisite relief and hollow patterns in his hand. On the top of the scepter is a gold-carved Garuda, with a wide wingspan, a silver stone crescent moon in his beak, and a flaming sun on his feet. Gorgeous and bright.This staff is unparalleled in the world, it is held by the Langya Wang family, the head of a sect, and it is a symbol of status and power.

The originally sleepy young master shouted joyfully when he saw someone coming: "Uncle!"

The man didn't answer, but lightly tapped the scepter in his hand, the yellow talisman flew into the man's finger,

The restraint was lifted suddenly, the young man felt light all over, and ran over like a rabbit with the sword in his arms. He was glanced at by the man, and lowered his head in shame, not accepting the handkerchief handed over by his servant, and stood beside him silently up.

The person who came was Wang Huan, and Ji Wuxian naturally recognized him. With this attire and a group of retinues behind him, he looked like an emperor on a parade, and he didn't seem to be serious about night hunting.

But he was a little surprised, Wang Huan was Wang Shuo's only son, he had no sisters, and a nephew came out of nowhere.