Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Xiyao Xiang Tiantian

Jin Guangyao ran around in circles in Dafan Mountain without looking back, his clothes were torn and tattered by the walking corpse, his face was disheveled, his eyes were wide open, and he was running around in panic, panting for breath. Yes, Jin Guangyao, who just came back to life, wanted to raise his head and scold his mother.

Jin Guangyao: 009, is there any way to get rid of this thing.

System: Yes.

Jin Guangyao: Yes, you said, if I'm done, you shouldn't be able to explain to the headquarters.

There are three black lines coming out of the system head.

System: It's easy, just call it a few more times and call people over.

Jin Guangyao: Are you kidding me, whoever comes here is a fool.

System: Are you talking about yourself?

Jin Guangyao: That's not forced by you!

The walking corpse behind him pressed on step by step, seeing that he was only one step away from him, the five fingers of the walking corpse hooked back into claws, opened his mouth fiercely, and attacked him violently.

"Hiss", Jin Guangyao's back was torn a big hole, five strokes appeared on the snow-white back, and the flesh and blood immediately flew.

"Ah~" Jin Guangyao yelled in pain, fell hard in front of him, took a mouthful of dirt, turned his head, and that savage mouth was yelling at him, his whole body was sore, especially his back was burning. Pain, he couldn't help shouting in his heart:

Help, even if you ask me to make a promise with your body! ! !

The hard mechanical sound of the system sounded in my head:

This is what you said.

Jin Guangyao had already turned pale with fright at the foul-smelling bloody mouth in front of him, his hairs were blowing up all over his body, and he stared wide-eyed to see it rushing towards him, Jin Guangyao seemed to have seen himself being eaten by dismembered corpses.

"Shua" a blue light flew past, followed by a clear and soft Xiao sound.

The walking corpse was repelled dozens of steps by the blue light, and a big hole was punched out in his chest. Jin Guangyao opened his eyes wide, and he could see the internal organs of the walking corpse. Shaking uncontrollably.

Looking back at where the blue light came from, facing the moonlight, Jin Guangyao saw that person clearly. He was standing on the top of a tree. The jade flute lightly touched his lower lip, and a soft and melodious sound came out, echoing in the mountain. .

Under Xiao Sheng's resistance, the walking corpse froze in place for a moment.

The man stepped lightly on the canopy of the tree and came by the moon. His white clothes were misty and his forehead was lightly raised. After a few breaths, he landed in front of Jin Guangyao. With his right hand, he drew out the sword on his back and stood in front of him, protecting him. behind him.

At this time, Jin GuangYao completely forgot about the threat just now, staring blankly at the tall and slender figure of the man, thinking: There are really fools.

The body of the sword moved slightly, reflecting cold light. He, who didn't understand swords at all, knew at this moment that this sword must not be a mortal thing.

With the light of the Lingling moon, Jin Guangyao could clearly see the two characters engraved on the sword: Shuoyue.

I can't help but think of:

Good name!

Shuoyue is the sword of Lan Xichen, the patriarch of the Lan family. It is undoubtedly Lan Xichen who is standing in front of him at this moment. Unfortunately, Jin Guangyao's right to browse the world has been frozen, and he does not know who is saving him at this time.

Lan Xichen didn't turn his head, but stood in front of him and asked, "Young master, are you alright?"

Jin Guangyao came back to his senses in an instant, and secretly scolded himself for staring at a man for so long.

He stammered and replied: "No, it's fine, thank you for saving me, Young Master."

"It's okay, this murderous corpse is very powerful, it's better for the young master to go down the mountain as soon as possible."

As soon as the voice fell, "Roar~~~", the ferocious corpse immediately broke free from Xiao Sheng's shackles, and ran towards this side quickly. After the Xiao Sheng seemed to enrage the ferocious corpse, it became even more fierce and resentful!

Lan Xichen raised his sword and went up to wrestle with the murderous corpse. Back and forth, within a few breaths, over a hundred moves were made, and the murderous corpse was gradually losing the wind. Jin Guangyao was stunned and swallowed. After a few sips of saliva, Lan Xichen still did not give up his demeanor between the moves, his white clothes fluttered, but there was never a speck of dust.

During the fight, he still did not forget to instruct Jin Guangyao.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, young master, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

"Zheng~" The corpse swords collided, and there was a clang sound. The next second, one arm of the corpse was neatly chopped off by Lan Xichen, and rolled in front of Jin Guangyao, fingers still With five fingers hooked back, Jin Guangyao took a few steps back in fright, the corpse was fearless of pain and injury, lost one arm, and the other arm attacked more ferociously.

Lan Xichen couldn't help being puzzled.

How could it be so fierce, this resentment is extraordinary!

Jin Guangyao took advantage of Lan Xichen's fight with the murderous corpse, endured the pain all over his body, got up from the ground with hands and feet, turned and ran outside, but as soon as he moved, the murderous corpse immediately sensed it and turned to face him Leaping forward, the other hand grabbed at his face.

Jin Guangyao was shocked.

"Son!"

Lan Xichen turned his head and immediately threw Shuoyue out of his hand. The ghost's hand was only one step away from Jin Guangyao, and the other ghost's hand was sliced ​​off with a single sword. planted on the ground.

Lan Xichen immediately took Shuoyue back and looked back at Jin Guangyao who was sitting on the ground in shock, full of puzzlement.

Jin Guangyao himself was also very puzzled.

Jin Guangyao: 009, what's going on, why is it chasing me and I won't let it go?

System: You accepted Jin Guangyao's soul sacrifice in this world, and merged with his soul, which recognized you as him.

Jin Guangyao: What did Jin Guangyao owe it before he died? How could he let him pursue him so closely?

System: The pain of betrayal and calculation, the pain of dismembering the body and tearing the soul.

Jin Guangyao: Huh? !

After a few seconds of rest, the ferocious corpse raised its head fiercely, and made a gesture to attack Jin Guangyao again. Lan Xichen's figure flashed, and he raised his sword to block it. The mouth was tightly blocked by Shuoyue, unable to move forward, Lan Xichen twisted his wrist and opened a huge hole in the ghost's mouth, reaching behind the ear, Wuxin was thinking about the origin of the person behind him, and concentrated on dealing with the front of him The murderous corpse, with one sword and one move, the fierce corpse retreated until it was forced into the deep forest, and when it left, it said:

"Get out of here."

Jin Guangyao looked at the person and the corpse that were gradually moving away, and the fear in his heart gradually faded away. He let out a long breath, and looked down. There was a bag lying quietly on the ground. He picked it up and patted it. Dirt on the bag.

This bag is exquisite in workmanship, the moiré pattern embroidered on the bag is lifelike, and it feels very good to the touch.

Jin Guangyao couldn't help stroking the bag, feeling very familiar, an inexplicable loneliness welled up in his heart, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Second brother, this is a Qiankun bag I made with snow silk obtained from Changbai Mountain. It has a huge space inside and can also be used as a spirit-locking bag."

"Ayao, I don't need it, you can keep it yourself."

"Second brother, what are you still arguing about between me and my brother, just take it, today is your birthday, second brother, have you forgotten it?"

"Birthday? Oh, yes, hahaha, I forgot it myself, so it's hard for you to remember it."

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Jin Guangyao had a headache, the hateful thing was that he couldn't see the appearance of that person clearly, the appearance of the person he called Second Brother, he couldn't help feeling very irritable.

After a while, the pain gradually dissipated, staring blankly at the Qiankun bag in his hand, for a long time, Jin Guangyao asked:

Is this universe bag very precious?

System: This universe bag is different from ordinary products, it belongs to the level of price but no market.

Jin Guangyao paused for a while, thinking about something.

Jin Guangyao: Well, how much can you buy?

The system is furious: Hey, this is your savior's item. If you don't appreciate it, you still have to buy it. Do you still have a conscience? !

Jin Guangyao giggled: This life-saving grace must be repaid, but there is a saying, okay? Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, he even saved my life, so it's not bad I have a little money, it's a small matter.

The system was speechless, and said faintly: I don't know who said that I want to agree with you.

Jin Guangyao: Er... [pretending not to hear]

During the talk, Jin Guangyao opened the Qiankun bag, and found that there were many things in it, medicine, talisman paper, and wind and evil disk. He searched for a long time but couldn't find what he wanted.

"This man, doesn't he bring any money when he goes out? He doesn't even have any dry food. Doesn't he eat?"

System: Immortal cultivators can fast their grains. The higher their cultivation, the longer they can fast their grains. For people like him, even if they don’t eat or drink for a month, they won’t have any problems. As for money, it’s something they don’t need. up.

"Hiss", when he came back to his senses, the injury on his back immediately started to hurt. He hurriedly took out the medicine in the Qiankun bag, took off his clothes, and applied the medicine tremblingly. Inhaling for a while, looking at his body, he couldn't help sighing.

"This body is really attractive."

The skin is as white as snow, with some morbid beauty, but the chest muscles and abdominal muscles on the body are intact, but they don't seem strong but light, with smooth lines.

"Roar~" With a roar of a murderous corpse, Jin Guangyao regained his consciousness, applied the medicine to himself, tore off his clothes and bandaged himself briefly, and quickly put on his clothes, without turning his head back. Run down the mountain.As he ran, he couldn't help but feel worried for Lan Xichen.

Jin Guangyao: 009, that person can deal with that vicious corpse, right?

System: Hmm~~ That's enough.

Jin Guangyao: Didn't I push him into the pit of fire?No, I have to go back and help him.

Jin Guangyao was about to go back, but the system immediately stopped him.

System: Your body has no spiritual power at all, and you can't condense your spiritual energy, let alone condense your golden core. To put it bluntly, you are a waste now. What are you going back for? He saved you with great difficulty. You go back now to give him Add to the chaos, let him fall into danger again, if you really want to save him, go down the mountain, there is someone who can help him.

Jin Guangyao stopped walking when he heard this, and ran down the mountain at a faster speed.

Jin Guangyao: Is there anyone under the mountain?

System: Wei Wuxian, the patriarch of Yiling, and Lan Wangji, the second son of the Lan family.

There were two big question marks on Jin Guangyao's head.

Who is it?

He didn't care about that much, and went straight to the foot of the mountain. When he was almost down the mountain, he saw two people walking towards this side from a distance, one white and one black. Like that man, he carried a sword and a piano on his back. The man in black was valiant, with a pitch-black flute pinned to his waist, and blood-red tassels hung on the flute.

As soon as Jin Guangyao's eyes lit up, he rushed towards them, and his speed increased by dozens of steps, which was comparable to that of a murderous corpse.

Lan Wangji's eyes flashed aggressively, and Wei Wuxian was also taken aback.

Jin Guangyao ran too fast and couldn't stop, he was about to hit him, and he shouted in his heart:

Finished!

Without changing his face, Lan Wangji grabbed Wei Wuxian's waist with his big hand, and pulled Wei Wuxian tightly into his arms. His nose hit Lan Wangji's hard chest, and he felt himself His nose hurt, and his brow furrowed in pain.

Lan Wangji sensed the muffled snort from the person in his arms, and seemed a little annoyed by his actions, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Hearing this, Wei WuXian wrapped his arms around Lan WangJi's muscular waist, raised his head pretending to be in pain, "Yes, it hurts, Second Brother Lan."

Seeing his playfulness, the corner of his mouth raised an invisible arc, but the strength of his arms around him did not decrease, but became tighter, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.

Suddenly, Wei WuXian felt that the breathing of the person in front of him was a little uncoordinated, he didn't dare to tease him anymore, he retreated from the hot embrace, and then went to look at the person who just ran past.

Jin Guangyao couldn't stop and sat down on the ground, then looked at the two hugging each other in disbelief, waited for the two to separate before reacting, Wei Wuxian walked towards him, and when he was in front of him , and smelled a familiar fragrance, it was the fragrance of the Lan family's special healing medicine, Lan Wangji also smelled it, and the two looked at each other.

Wei WuXian asked with a smile, "This little fellow Taoist, have you ever seen someone dressed like him in this mountain?" He pointed at Lan WangJi who was standing beside him.

Jin Guangyao took advantage of the moonlight to see Lan Wangji's face clearly, he was just surprised, then took a closer look, no, these two people have the same face, but different eye colors, that one is dark blue, this one is light colored glaze, The temperament is also simply the opposite.

The expressions of surprise at first, and then doubts all fell into the eyes of the two of them, and the two of them knew it clearly.

He ran out of breath, and hurriedly replied: "Youyouyou, inside the mountain, look the same, Xiao, Jian..." He couldn't utter a complete sentence in a panic, and finally his eyes flashed: "Suoyue!"

The two were startled.

brother.

Lan Xichen.

Jin GuangYao hurriedly said again: "The vicious corpse is very strong, go and save him, go and save him."

At this time, a soft Xiao sound sounded from the mountain at the right time, but it was a little more urgent than before.

Lan Wangji was very familiar with his brother's fairy weapon: "It's cracked ice."

Wei Wuxian frowned slightly: "It seems that this vicious corpse has a lot of grievances, and even Mr. Zewu is quite troublesome. Lan Zhan, let's go quickly."

"Ah."

Lan Wangji pulled out Bichen with one hand, hugged Wei Wuxian with the other, and took Wei Wuxian away with his sword in the blink of an eye.

Jin Guangyao didn't leave, his expression was full of worry.

Jin Guangyao: Can they really help him?

System: If even they can't do it, then no one can help him.

Hearing this, Jin Guangyao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.Sitting on the ground looking at the two people going away, not long after, two voices resounded in the mountain, one was the sound of the piano and the other was the sound of the flute.

Inside the mountain, Lan Xichen held the cracked ice in his hand, Lan Wangji plucked the piano casually, Wei Wuxian expressed his feelings, and the three of them played a requiem song together to suppress the murderous corpse. The murderous corpse was put back in the bag.

"Did brother get hurt?"

"No. It's just that this vicious corpse is very resentful, and I can't completely subdue it with my own strength."

Wei Wuxian: "Mr. Zewu, why don't you lock the spirit pouch?"

Hearing this, Lan Xichen was a little annoyed: "The spirit lock bag was lost while fighting with the murderous corpse."

Wei Wuxian thought of the young man he met at the foot of the mountain, and asked, "Did Mr. Zewu ever give medicine to others?"

"Never."

Lan Wangji: "Wei Ying and I met a young man at the foot of the mountain. He has the medicinal fragrance of Yuchuangsan on his body."

Wei Wuxian nodded: "Well, that little fellow daoist asked us to rescue you after seeing us. He was very anxious. He must have picked up the spirit lock bag."

"juvenile?"

Wei Wuxian: "Yes."

In this Dafan Mountain, there is only Jin Guangyao, a young man.Lan Xichen couldn't help thinking

Is it him?

"You take this murderous corpse back to Yunshen I don't know where, and I'll go look for that person. When I find it, I'll go back."

Lan Wangji nodded in response, and Lan Xichen turned and walked down the mountain.

Wei WuXian looked at the spiritual sac in his hand, lowered his eyes and pondered, when Lan WangJi saw this, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"The resentment of this murderous corpse is indeed extraordinary, very similar to a person."

"who?"

"Chifeng respects Nie Mingjue."

Since the Guanyin Temple, Lan Xichen has been in seclusion in Yunshen, and never came out again. He has been in seclusion for three years, and this time he left the seclusion because of the breaking of the ban. Three months ago, Ling, who was sealed and suppressed, Xiushan was struck by a thunderstorm, and the thunderbolt struck for a whole night, forcibly splitting all the nine barriers. When the hundred families of the Immortal League arrived, there were only two corpses left in the hall, without a single soul. After hearing this, Lan Xichen They immediately left the customs and searched for the two escaped souls. During the period, hundreds of immortal cultivators held soul-calling ceremonies, but they never summoned the slightest spirit. He was afraid that Jin Guangyao would be reborn and come back for revenge.

Wei Wuxian sighed lightly: "Oh, Lan Zhan, what do you think Mr. Zewu is looking for?"

Lan Wangji didn't answer, but just looked back at Wei Wuxian deeply.

Perhaps, it is to find a glimmer of hope for life.

Jin Guangyao at the foot of the mountain felt relieved after hearing the trio's ensemble, got up and patted the dirt on his body, and rushed to the nearest small town.

Brother, it's me, Jin Guangyao, who is sorry for you. If we can still meet again, I will definitely apologize to you in person. However, I still have things to do at this time. This Xie Wenyao can't die in vain. Clean up for him Those boys who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth can be regarded as a little comfort for him.

Thinking of this, Jin Guangyao couldn't help showing a sly smile on his face.

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In the next chapter, let’s see how our sister Yao molested Big Brother Lan

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Wei Wuxian: Lan Zhan, well, let me borrow your Bichen.

Lan Wangji: What's the matter?

Wei Wuxian: Er...

Lan Wangji narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Lan Wangji: Last time you said you wanted to try "stand on your head", so let's try it today.

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Wei Wuxian: Ahh, second brother, forgive me, forgive me, I was wrong, I was wrong...

Lan Wangji: Do you still want to avoid dust?

Wei Wuxian: No more, no more, it's enough to have you, it's enough to have you...