Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Xiyao Xiang Tiantian

As night falls, the sky is full of stars, and the moon hangs high in the sky. The starry sky is beautiful, and the moonlit night is also beautiful.The entire mountain of Baifeng Mountain was surrounded by raging fires, and the flames soared into the sky, and half of the sky had been dyed red.The escaping monk flew into the sky with his sword, and looked at the hunting platform below which had become a sea of ​​flames, his heart was full of fear and palpitations.

Lan Xichen stood in the air, his hands in his sleeves trembling slightly, his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the continuous eruption of magma below, splashing countless sparks and burning the entire earth.The horrific temperature came across the face, Lan Xichen looked at it, and couldn't help feeling that he was getting closer to the fire source, the sparks splashed on his hands, burned his clothes, and even the forehead on his head was affected and burned. made a hole.

Lan Wangji, who was at the side, saw his brother's distraught look, and couldn't help but think of himself back then.At the beginning, Wei Wuxian was besieged by everyone and died in Yiling Mass Burial Mound.

The fire in the mass grave has been burning for a long time and has not been extinguished. He searched hard, hoping to find a trace of Wei Wuxian's life, but unfortunately, there is no, not a trace. During those days in Yiling, he played the piano day and night , only played one piece of music from beginning to end, Asking the Spirit.

The heartbreak and pain at that time, who knows...

Lan Zhan called out in a low voice:

"Brother..."

Lan Xichen didn't respond, he just stared blankly at the burning magma, opened and closed his mouth slightly, as if he was talking about something.

Ayao, Ayao, Ayao...

Lan Zhan couldn't help but tighten his grip on Lan Xichen's hand, as if resolute, and said:

"he died."

"Boom", this sentence struck his mind mercilessly like a thunderbolt from the blue. Jin Guangyao's playful smile in the past, mischievous, sharp-witted, serious and decisive, flashed in his mind one after another. , "Bang", all shattered.

Lan Xichen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if his whole heart was going to be crushed, he couldn't help rubbing his heart, and then his throat instantly became smelly, and Lan Xichen's eyes blurred.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood was spat out violently, his eyes suddenly went black, his body was out of his control, and he fell backwards.

"Brother!"

A pair of strong arms embraced him, and the last thing Lan Xichen saw was the magma that swallowed the person he cared about the most.In the dark night, at the moment no one saw, two drops of clear tears fell silently.

The Lan family quickly took Lan Xichen back.

This sleep lasts for half a month.

Half a month, not a long time, but too many things happened.

Ever since Lan Xichen vomited blood and passed out, Lan Zhan took care of everything in the Lan family.On the one hand, he was taking care of Lan Xichen, and on the other hand, he was sending people to search for Jin Guangyao. Every day, monks from the Lan family would play the piano and ask the spirit by the crack, but there was still no news.

The people of Xie's family also held the idea of ​​Xin Cun and searched for seven days and nights without sleep. However, Jin Guangyao fell through the crack and was swallowed by the rolling magma. Everyone saw it. It is impossible to be alive, and there is only one whereabouts. , there is no dead body, but now even the body can't be found.

Seven days later, the Xie family also gave up and accepted the fact that Jin Guangyao was dead.

Yan'er, who witnessed Jin Guangyao being engulfed by the fire with her own eyes, shed tears every day until at the end, she cried until there were no more tears. Because of her, my brother wouldn't go to rescue him, and Jin Guangyao wouldn't fall. The person who should be damned is not Jin Guangyao, but her.

The fire in Baifeng Mountain burned for half a month, and all the families worked together to barely control the fire, but Baifeng Mountain was also burned to barrenness and became a piece of ruins.

Because Yan'er was brought back by Nie Qingyuan in the end, the two families finally made a decision and decided that the wedding date would not change, and it would be held on August [-]th as scheduled.

Xie Yun persuaded Yan'er to say: "Wen Yao also hopes that you can be happy. At that critical moment, he entrusted you to Mr. Nie, which shows that he approves of Mr. Nie. Listen to Dad and marry. This is not for Dad, it's for yourself and for Wen Yao, you can't let him die in vain, Yan'er."

After finishing speaking, Yan'er didn't have any expression on her face, her red eyes were out of focus, she stared at a withered flower on the dressing table in a daze, and after a while, she replied in a low voice:

"Okay." The voice was flat and without waves, but it was very hoarse because it hadn't spoken for a long time.

At the beginning of August, the monks sent by various cultivating families in Baifeng Mountain suddenly couldn't feel the attraction under the magma one day. The magma seemed to be less active than before, and the temperature also dropped little by little.

It is not a few days before Yan'er gets married, and people have been thrown into the next period of joy within a few days after they have escaped from fear and sadness.

The whole Xie's house was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the inside and outside were decorated with joy, and a few people still remembered the dead Mr. Xie.

It was night, the door of the room was closed tightly, and the food for the night was placed at the door, and no one in the house came out to get it, and the food was already cold.There was only one candle lit in the empty room, and the faint candlelight cast a graceful figure on the door and window. She gnawed her head slightly, holding something in her hand, protecting it like a rare treasure.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the food at the door disappeared, and the only candle in the house was also extinguished.The huge room suddenly went dark.

Yan'er subconsciously protected the things in her hands to her chest, and said vigilantly, "Who?!"

As soon as the words were finished, a black figure came out from behind the curtain, holding the food at the door, walked to the table, put the food down, and said:

"He asked me to tell you that people are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry."

When Yan'er heard this, she immediately became excited: "He, who is he? Is he my brother? He is still alive, where is he? Where is he?!"

Taking a closer look at the black shadow, he has no left arm, and his whole body exudes a cold air.

"Oh, I didn't expect that after reliving the whole life, there are still people who care about him so much, so it's not a loss."

"Who are you and what is your relationship with your brother?!"

"Relationship? I have nothing to do with him, at most we use each other. Oh, by the way, he also asked me to tell you, don't marry that Nie Qingyuan, he is not a good person. He asked you to wait for him, he Will be back."

Hearing this, Yan'er's eyes brightened instantly.

"My brother is not dead, he is still alive, he is still alive!"

Hei Ying plucked his ears impatiently, and said, "Yes, yes, are you bothered? I've already brought the words, let's go."

Before Yan'er could react, the black shadow had disappeared.

Brother, come back quickly.

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