Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Xiyao Xiang Tiantian

The fire surrounded the martial arts platform, jumping crazily, up and down, high and low, the sound of burning surrounds the surrounding area, among which the sound of swords colliding can be heard endlessly, the sword technique is getting faster and faster, the knife technique Gradually slowed down, as if showing signs of exhaustion.

Nie Qingyuan, who was in the middle of the fire, couldn't stand Jin Guangyao's desperate style of play, and roared angrily:

"Xie Wenyao, you are crazy!!"

Jin Guangyao didn't answer, but the sword in his hand danced faster, and the moves were aimed at the vitals. Nie Qingyuan was also forced to change his saber technique constantly, and the saber slashed at Jin Guangyao's body.

Jin Guangyao, who was originally dressed in Tsing Yi, had scars all over his body, not a single part of his body was intact, the profuse blood seeped out, and the Tsing Yi was stained red and mottled with blood, his hair danced wildly, and his eyes were filled with coldness, Killing intent is overflowing.

Suddenly, two people came from outside, and it was Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian who came back.

Lan Wangji saw the scene in front of him and asked, "What's going on?"

Lan Sizhui hurried up and explained the ins and outs to them. Jin Ling was very worried and said:

"Xie Wenyao is still inside, but the fire cannot be extinguished."

Wei Wuxian had a flash of inspiration when he heard it, and said:

"Cold Spring."

"Cold Spring."

Lan Wangji said at the same time.

Lan Sizhui immediately understood, and summoned the Lan family's children to rush to the cold spring to fill up the spring water.

Lan Xichen just stared at the wall of fire in front of him without saying a word, with his hands hanging by his sides, his right hand was holding a jade pendant tightly, his blue eyes were full of indescribable emotions, resentment, intolerance, guilt, anger, distress ······

After a while, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi rushed over with their children holding a bucket of water from the cold spring, and immediately poured the raging fire on. Seeing the flames disappear little by little, the two people inside The figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.

One black and one green, the figures shuttled back and forth constantly, the sharp blades in their hands clanked, the green clothes stabbed and picked, the black clothes cut and slashed, they refused to give in to each other.

Hei Yi stabbed Tsing Yi with a knife, Tsing Yi did not dodge or dodge, raised his sword and went up, seeing that he was about to hit the tip of the knife, he still did not slow down but even accelerated.

Lan Xichen panicked, and couldn't help stroking the cracked ice on his waist.

The point of the knife was getting closer and closer, only an inch away from his chest. Suddenly, Jin Guangyao bent his body backwards, touched the ground with his toes, his body spun rapidly, and changed direction in an instant, the point of the knife barely touched his chest. However, the sword in his right hand was directly aimed at Nie Qingyuan's heart.

Jin Guangyao wanted to kill him!

When everyone was surprised, a blue light shot out, knocking Jin Guangyao's sword sideways, and the blade deflected, stabbing Nie Qingyuan's arm.

With a dodge, Jin Guangyao stabilized his figure, the fire had been extinguished, and green smoke rose slowly, Jin Guangyao's hand shed blood, flowing down the blade, dripping drop by drop across the sword tip, dripping onto the training platform superior.

Across the hazy screen of smoke, Jin Guangyao looked at the person who made the shot. He seemed to be always so righteous, always so alone in the world, and always stood opposite him.

The hand that hit the cracked ice seemed to be frozen in time, it stopped there and never let go.

Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Xichen standing there, the pain in his heart overflowed uncontrollably, there was no terrifying murderous look in his scarlet eyes, but there was something unbelievable and heartbroken.

The sun was shining brightly, and the sky and the earth were brightly lit. Jin Guangyao's face was covered with blood, and traces of blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head and raised his hand to wipe it off.

With a sound of "clang", Jin Guangyao let go of his hand, and the sword fell to the ground. He dragged his body and walked down the martial arts training platform. When he walked up to Lan Xichen, he didn't stop or look up at him, just passed by like that. .

The body was exhausted too much, Jin Guangyao was walking, and the people in front of him were double images, his body was swaying, and his whole body was already exhausted.

Suddenly a voice came.

"Xie Wenyao!"

Jin Guangyao barely saw the person in front of him clearly, it was Xie Minghui, the tense strings in his mind suddenly loosened, his eyes went dark, and he became paralyzed for an instant, Xie Minghui quickly helped him with his sharp eyesight and hands.His body was also stained with Jin Guangyao's blood.

"How could this be?"

"Help me back." Jin GuangYao said weakly.

"it is good."

Xie Minghui didn't ask any more questions, and walked back with Jin Guangyao on his back.Until the moment Xie Minghui took Jin Guangyao away, Lan Xichen stood motionless on the spot, lying on the ground in cracked ice, next to Jin Guangyao's fallen sword, the blade was full of gaps, which shows how fierce the fight was at that time.

Lan Qiren sighed, and went back with the seriously injured Nie Qingyuan, looking at Lan Xichen helplessly and disappointed.

The children of the Lan family dispersed one after another, only Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were still there.

Lan Zhan walked up to Lan Xichen's side, pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.Lan Xichen suddenly said:

"Forget it, am I wrong?

Lan Zhan pondered for a while, then said, "No."

"No? I don't want him to be misunderstood..."

"I know."

Standing aside, Wei Wuxian didn't say a word, just looked deeply at Lan Wangji, and smiled at him the moment Lan Wangji turned his head.

In a daze, Lan Zhan's eyes were stained with a smile.

"Brother, he will understand."

"really?"

At this moment, the helpless Lan Xichen was like a child, desperately looking for an answer.Wei Wuxian went up to collect the cracked ice and handed it to Lan Xichen.

"Zewu-jun, he has passed the age of ignorance, what you do for him, he will understand."

"Thank you."

Lan Xichen took the cracked ice, looked up at the martial arts training platform, he was no longer there, turned and left, his back was very lonely, Lan Zhan actually saw the despondency, the old Zewu Jun, today's Lan Xichen, it's different.

The next day, Nie's family came to pick Nie Qingyuan away, while Jin Guangyao was still in a coma, with a high fever that persisted for days, and his consciousness was confused, and he didn't know the people around him or what was going on around him.

Every night, after Haishi, a figure would sneak into the room, grab the hand of the person lying on the bed, and silently transmit spiritual power until his fever subsided and his consciousness returned to clarity.

This lay down lasted for seven days. During this period, people from the Xie family came to pick him up, but Jin Guangyao was so badly injured that he was not allowed to move. Otherwise, his injury might be made worse. He had no choice but to let him continue. They stayed in Gusu and returned to Jinyun when they recovered from their injuries. The other children of the Xie family also went back together. Only Xie Minghui stayed to take care of Jin Guangyao.

After waking up, Jin Guangyao recovered for several days. During the few days, Lan Qiren came to him and did not accuse him of arbitrarily dueling and burning down the martial arts training platform. Nie Qingyuan married Yan'er on August [-]th.

After hearing this, Jin Guangyao showed no surprise on his face, and responded calmly:

"Well, I see, thank you sir for letting me know."

Seeing Jin Guangyao so calm and calm, Lan Qiren shook his head helplessly, sighed and left.After Jin Guangyao was able to get out of bed, he walked around by himself, but he didn't have the old smile on his face. Wherever there was Lan Xichen, he would always silently go around, and if he encountered him, he would just nod respectfully. It means that in other places, no matter where he goes, there is always a figure silently following him.

With Jin Guangyao's cultivation, he didn't notice it, it was the system that reminded him, until later, the system didn't need to remind him, he knew it was a feeling, as long as Lan Xichen got close to him, he would feel it.

In a blink of an eye, July [-]th is here, the Ghost Festival.

For the first time, Lan Qiren let Wei Wuxian enter the Lan Family Ancestral Hall, offered incense to the ancestors, kowtowed their heads, and paid homage.

Jin Ling also returned to the Jin family, and when he left, Jin Guangyao said:

"When you go back to worship your ancestors and parents, you have to do your best. You are the head of the family now."

Jin Ling nodded and said, "It's not just the ancestors of the Jin family and my parents."

"Who else?"

Jin Ling raised his head and smiled, without saying a word, bent down, patted Fairy's head, and said:

"It's getting late, I'm leaving."

Jin Guangyao's heart skipped a beat, he felt very guilty.

"Well, be careful on the road."

After all, Jin Ling led all the children of the Jin family back.Jin Guangyao stood at the door of Yunshen's unknown place, watching Jin Ling go away from a distance.

This child has grown up.

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Thank you Li Feng Xiaoyue for the 173 bottles of nutrient solution.