The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 10: Arrogant third 5

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Wen Ning bowed her head slightly, her hands dropped, as if a string puppet waiting for the operator's instructions.

His face is pale and handsome, and even a little melancholy. But because there are no pupils in the eyes, only a pair of dazzling dead white, and several black cracks from the neck to the cheek, this melancholy has become a terrible gloom. The robe's hem and cuffs were shattered, revealing a wrist that was pale in color, with black iron rings and chains, as well as ankles. The tinkling sound was made when he dragged the chain. Once still, everything returns to death.

It is not hard to imagine why the monks present were frightened. Wei Wuxian was not more at ease than the others, and the stormy already in his mind turned his head.

Wen Ning should not appear here, but should not appear in this world! Long before the mass grave of Yiling mass grave, he should have been frustrated. Otherwise, if Wen Ning was still standing under the ancestral ancestor of Yiling at that time, the encirclement would never have been possible, or at least it would not have been easy to succeed as a child's play.

Jin Ling heard someone calling out Wen Ning's name, and originally turned to blade edge, who was facing Soul Eater. The soul-eating goddess took advantage of his distraction and happily stretched his long arms and hung him up.

Seeing that she had opened her mouth close to Jin Ling's face, Wei Wuxian couldn't help shaking his heart and raised the bamboo flute again. His hands trembled a little, and the tone of the blow followed, and the flute had a rough workmanship, and the sound of the blow was dumb and unpleasant. Two hums, Wen Ning followed.

This movement, in a blink of an eye, moved to the front of the soul-eating Goddess, Wen Ning split his palm, the soul-eating God's neck clicked, her body did not move, but her head was twisted by a large circle with this palm fan. In the direction of the original back, still smiling. Wen Ning was cut off with bare hands, and the soul-eating girl grabbed Jin Ling's right hand and was chopped off.

The soul-eating goddess did not turn her head back to the correct direction, but turned her body in a circle, facing Wenning with her face and back at the same time. Wei Wuxian did not dare to slacken, inhaled and bowed, manipulating Wenning to face the challenge. But the more he blows, the more frightened.

Low-level zombies cannot think on their own, and often require his orders to bless and guide. However, Wen Ning is different. Wen Ning is the highest-ranking corpse he has produced. He is unique in his life. His character, behavior, and even words are the same as before, just like living people. Fire, no cold, no poison, no fear of all living beings.

But at the moment, Wen Ning obviously doesn't have his own consciousness!

Surprisingly, exclaims came from the field. It turned out that Wen Ning kept kicking and beating, firmly suppressing the soul-eating Goddess, and held up a tall stone beside him, holding it above the soul-eating God-girl and smashing heavily on her.

Look at it until you break the stone body of the soul-eating goddess into pieces!

Among the rocks in Baihuahua, a bead with a snow-white halo rolled out, that is, the dan yuan formed by the soul-eating goddess who swallowed a dozen living souls, and took it back carefully Disposition, several people who have just been sucked into the soul can recover. However, at this moment, no one could care to pick up the bead. All the sword points originally directed at the soul-eating goddess turned around.

A monk hissed exhaustedly: "Surround him!"

Some people responded hesitantly, but more people were hesitant, slowing down retreats. The monk shouted again: "Everyone Daoist friends, stop him and don't let him run away. This is Wenning!"

This period wakes everyone up. Is Ghost General comparable to a soul-eating goddess, although I do n’t know why he will see the sun again, but killing a thousand soul-eating gods is not as good as capturing Wenning. After all, this is the most obedient under the ancestral seat of Yiling A crazy dog ​​who bites and doesn't bark, will be able to make a name for itself and fly into the sky! Originally, they rushed to the night hunting of Dafanshan to compete for the evil spirits of monsters and to increase their qualifications. Such a shout would inevitably lead to someone's heart. But those monks who had witnessed the madness during the outbreak of Wen Ning still did not dare to act rashly, so the monk shouted, "What are you afraid of, the ancestor of Yiling is not here!"

Yeah, what is there to be afraid of? His masters are all already.

Several flying swords circled around Wenning. After a few words, the sword circle suddenly narrowed. Wen Ning waved his arm, and the iron chain swept heavily, throwing Feijian as far as he could. Then he stepped out, grabbed the neck of the person closest to him, and gently lifted it off the ground.

Wei Wuxian knew that the flute sound was too urgent and fierce, which made him fierce. A melody came to his mind, a steady mood, and another tune was played.

The melody and serenity of this tune are very different from the weird and jarring sounds just now. Wen Ning turned to where the sound of the flute came, and Wei Wuxian stood in place, staring at his eyes without pupils.

After a while, Wen Ning let go, dropped his arms, and walked towards him step by step.

He pulled his head and dragged a subway chain, but he was a little downcast. Wei Wuxian blew and retreated, tempting him to leave and hide. After walking for a while, retreating into the mountains, I suddenly smelled a cold sandalwood smell. He bumped into a man on his back, a pain in his wrist, and the sound of flute stopped abruptly. Turn around and look at the very light-colored eyes of Lan Wangji.

Unfortunately, Lan Zhan had seen him playing the flute royal corpse with his own eyes!

Lan Wangji grasped Wei Wuxian with one hand, Wen Ning stood idly at the place where they were less than two feet apart, and looked around slowly, as if looking for the flute that suddenly disappeared. There was fire and human voice spreading in the distance of the forest. Wei Wuxian's thoughts turned sharply, and he decided immediately: "What's the matter? I know how to play the flute. Tens of millions of people can learn to use the flute sound to drive the dead. Become your own, kill yourself! "Regardless of the hand holding him, raise his arm and continue to play the flute. This time the blast was more urgent, such as urging, the Aura was unstable, the end was blown, and it was harsh and harsh. Suddenly, Lan Wangji was struggling with his hands, and his wrist was about to pinch him. Wei Wuxian loosened his fingers and the bamboo flute fell to the ground.

At the same time, Wen Ning understood the instructions and quickly retreated. He dived into the dark forest and disappeared without a trace. Wei Wuxian was afraid of Lan Wangji to intercept Wenning and grab him backhand.

Who knows, Lan Wangji never gave Wen Ning a glance from beginning to end, just staring at him. Just so you pull me, I drag you, staring face to face.

Just now, Jiang Cheng arrived.

He was patient in Buddhism town and waited for the results. He did n’t finish drinking a cup of tea. Someone hurriedly climbed down and talked about how the things in the Great Fan Mountain were how cruel and fierce. He had to kill again and shouted. : "Aling!"

Jin Ling was just sucked away, and no one was dead, so he stood on the ground and said, "Hey!"

Seeing that Jin Ling is okay, Jiang Cheng's heart fell, and he scolded, "Did you not have a signal on you? Don't know how to put it when you encounter this kind of thing? What is strong, get me over!"

Jin Ling didn't catch the soul-eating Goddess and was also angry: "Don't you let me take it?!"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to fan this stink boy back to his mother's belly, but he couldn't face himself, so he turned to the monks who were all over the earth, and sarcastically said, "What the **** is it? Kill you so decently."

Some of these monks in different costumes were disguised by Yunmeng Jiang's gatekeepers. They were ordered by Jiang Cheng to help Jin Ling secretly. This elder did a lot of work. A monk still straightened his eyes: "Zong, Zongzhu, it is ... it's Wenning ..."

Jiang Cheng suspected that he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

The humane: "It's Wen Ning back!"

Instantly, shock, disgust, anger, and unbelief, staggered and mixed across Jiang Cheng's face. Xu Yan, he whispered, "This thing has been frustrated for a long time, how could it come back."

"It's Wenning! There can be no mistakes. It is impossible to read wrong ..." The monk pointed to Wei Wuxian: "... he called it out!"

It's finally here. Wei Wuxian guarded, but was not so worried. He already has a method of denial that can cope with this situation. As long as he doesn't bite, no one can assert his identity.

Jiang Cheng slowly looked in the direction of Wei Wuxian.

Half a moment, a twisted smile twitched the corner of his mouth, and his left hand involuntarily began to rub the ring.

He whispered: "... Okay. Is it finally back?"

He released his left hand and a long whip dropped from his hand.

The whip is very thin, as its name is, a purple current that is still sizzling, like a ray of thunder that crawls across the sky, and he firmly holds one end and holds it in his hand. When wielding, it's like splitting a lightning fast and unkind!

Lan Wangji turned the piano in his hand, a wave of letters, such as a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, the piano sound brought out numerous ripples in the air, hitting the purple electricity, and then disappeared. Jiang Cheng's considerations of "never rushing to fight" and "not to meet the evil blue family" seemed to have been eaten by dogs. The sky above the forests of Dafanshan in the night is sometimes full of purple light, sometimes bright as daylight, sometimes thunder and roar, and sometimes the sound of the piano is wailing. The other monks in the family withdrew from the safe distance and looked on from the wall. They were frightened and intent. After all, it is rare to have the opportunity to see two Aristocratic Family immortals who are also famous celebrities. They ca n’t help but expect to play harder and more fiercely. It also contains unspeakable expectations. I only hope that the relationship between the two blue rivers will break down interesting. Wei Wuxian took a chance and ran away.

He is running away? !!

Howling in the hearts of everyone: find your own way!

Jiang Cheng saw him out of the scope of Lan Wangji's support. Where would he miss this great opportunity, he raised his hand and swung it obliquely, and the purple electricity swam out like a poisonous dragon, hitting him on the back.

Wei Wuxian was pulled by this whip and the whole person almost flew out. Fortunately, the flower donkey stopped him, otherwise he would hit a tree. But this blow succeeded, but both Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng stopped their hands, both of them stunned.

Wei Wuxian rubbed his back, helped the donkey to get up, and growled, "It's awesome! It's a big thing at home! Just hit someone! Oh!"

Lan Wangji: "..."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

If the robber is drawn by "Purple Electricity", the body and soul will be stripped away instantly, and the soul of the looter will be directly struck by the purple electricity from the flesh. There are no exceptions. But this man still behaves as usual after being drawn. There is no other explanation except that he is not a robber.

But Zidian couldn't extract Wei Wuxian's soul naturally. Because he was not giving away, but was given away!

Jiang Cheng didn't believe it, and wanted to take another whip, Lan Jingyi said, "Jiang Zong, that's enough. That's purple electricity!"

Purple electricity this level of magic, it is impossible to break once or twice. If so, it would be a shame. If you do n’t take it out, you do n’t take it out.

Jiang Cheng was confused, pointing at Wei Wuxian, incredibly and authentically: "what exactly are you?!"

If it's not Wei Wuxian, who else can summon Wen Ning who hasn't been seen for years? !!

At this time, the spectator with good things finally intervened. He coughed dryly: "The lord Jiang knows something about it. This Mo Xuanyu is from the Jin family ... Hey, he was a student of the Jin family's surname. But because his practice is not very good, his spiritual strength is low, Coupled with that ... the habit of breaking sleeves and harassing fellow initiates, he was kicked out of Lanling Jin's. I heard that he was crazy? In my opinion, most of them were incapable of correcting the road, and he left. Evil road. Not necessarily that ... the ancestor of Yiling snatched his upper body.

A few more words, he didn't dare to speak in front of Jiang Cheng.

Even though his reputation is not good, it is necessary to admit that Wei Ying was a well-known beautiful man and a talented man with six talents before rebelling from Yunmeng Jiang's family. He ranked fourth in Aristocratic Family Young Master's appearance, and his language "Feng "God is handsome"-Jiang Cheng is just fifth, so he dare not mention this. Wei Ying's favorite and beautiful women are unclear. I don't know how many fairies have been affected by his evil peach blossom. But despite being frivolous, no one has ever heard that he still likes men. Even if you want to take homes and kill them ... Yiling's ancestor's taste, you will never choose such a madman who rides a donkey to eat fruit and has a head painted like a hanged ghost!

Another whispered: "It doesn't matter how it looks ... and the flute is so ugly ... It's so bad to learn, that's what Dong Shixiao has done."

In the "Expedition to Shoot the Sun" that year, the ancestors of Yiling were on the battlefield, and the flute was blowing through the night, and the ghosts and soldiers will be like thousands of soldiers and horses. The sound of the flute sounds like the sound of heaven and man. Isn't this Jinjia Qizi's whimpering sound comparable to ghost blowing? Even if the old ancestors of Yiling are extremely poor in character, they cannot be compared like this. It's too insulting.

Wei Wuxian felt a little depressed: ... You haven't practiced for more than ten years, and you cut and cut two to make a broken flute, blow it to me? Blow so well I will kneel down for you!

Fang Cai just thought that this person was Wei Wuxian, and his whole body was boiling with cold blood, but now Zidian tells him plainly, no. Zidian will never lie to him, let alone make mistakes.

He calmed down very quickly, thinking: This is not a big deal, first find an excuse to take the person back, and then use all possible means to beat, no worries that he will not recruit anything. There is also the same door that Mo Xuanyu harassed in the Jin family can also be arrested and tortured together. Anyway, similar things have not been done before.

He figured out this section, compared with a gesture, his subordinates understood what he meant, and gathered around, Wei Wuxian hugged the donkey and jumped behind Lan Wangji: "What are you doing!"

Lan Wangji glanced at him and endured this kind of rude and noisy exaggerated behavior.

Jiang Chengdao: "Blue Second Young Master, are you going to live with Jiang?"

No one in the cultivation world knows that the young family owner of the Jiang family is alerting Wei Wuxian to the point where he is close to a madman. Mengjiang's torture and torture, if he was to tie this person back, he would have to teach him half life. Lan Si chased: "Father Jiang, the facts are in front of you, and Mo Young Master has not been taken away. Why do you embarrass an unknown member?"

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "I wonder why Lanji Young Master has been protecting an unknown member since just now?"

Wei Wuxian suddenly sneered twice.

He said: "Master Jiang, that, I'm so embarrassed if you entangle me like this."

Jiang Cheng brows twice, foreseeing that he won't say anything good to make him comfortable.

Wei Wuxian said: "You are too enthusiastic, thank you. But you think too much. Even if I like men, not all men like them, let alone a man beckoning and I will follow. .I’m not interested in you. "

Wei Wuxian is disgusting with him. Jiang Cheng hates being compared by others. No matter how boring the comparison is, as long as someone says that he is not as good as someone else, he will get angry in his heart. Sure enough, Jiang Cheng's face turned green: "Oh?, please, what do you like?"

Wei Wuxian said, "What kind of thing? Well, I like Han Guangjun very much."

Lan Zhan is the most boring and frivolous joke. After being disgusted, he will definitely take the initiative to draw a line and keep a distance. Disgusting two people at once, two birds with one stone, very good!

Who knows, Lan Wangji heard this sentence and turned around.

He said blankly: "This is what you said."

Wei Wuxian: "Huh?"

Lan Wangji turned her back on, without losing her manners, but she couldn't afford to beak and said, "This person, I'm bringing back to Lan's home."

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Wei Wuxian: "... Ah?"