The Founder of Diabolism: 72 | 桀骜 第 16

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Jin Lintai.

Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji side by side, walking slowly in the flower sea of ​​Venus and snow waves.

Lan Xichen brushed a snow-filled snow wave of Venus with ease, so that even a drop of dew did not fall off. He said: "Forget the machine, but you have something in your heart, why have you been worried?" Although this worry, in the eyes of others, it is probably no different from other expressions of Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji has a heavy eyebrow and shook his head. After a short while, he whispered: "Brother, I want to take someone back to Yunshen."

Lan Xichen was surprised and said, "Bring people back to the cloud, I don't know?"

Lan Wangji nodded heavily. After a pause, he said, "Take it back ... hide it."

Lan Xichen opened his eyes suddenly.

His younger brother has become more and more dull since the death of his mother. Except for going out for a night hunt, he keeps himself in the room all day, reading, meditating, writing, playing the piano, practicing, and loves no one Speaking, just to be able to talk to him a few more words. However, this is the first time he blurted out of his mouth.

Lan Xichen said: "Hide it?"

Lan Wangji frowned slightly, and said, "But he doesn't want to."

At this moment, there was a loud noise in front of them, and one person shouted, "Can you go this way? Who asked you to walk around!"

Another young voice said: "It's rude. I ..."

After hearing this voice, Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji looked up at the same time. I saw two people standing next to the shadow wall. The one who had just uttered scolding was Jin Xunxun. He was followed by a few house servants and monks. The young man in white was scolded. The man glanced at Lan Xichen, his face turned white for a moment, and the next words were inexplicable. And just when Jin Xunxun's eyebrows were cold, Jin Guangyao just made a siege.

He said to the man in white: "The road on Jinlin's stage is complicated, and I can't blame Young Master Su for going the wrong way. Come with me."

Kim Hoon saw him come out, snorted, and walked around them. The man in white was surprised, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Jin Guangyao laughed: "Naturally remember, why don't you remember? Haven't we met before? Su Wenshan Young Master Su, your sword skills are very good. I have been thinking about Baifengshan hunting last time, so Young talent, it ’s a pity not to go to our house, but then I really arrived at our house, but I was so happy. Please, go here? "

Countless sword repairs such as Su She who fled to the Jin Family in Lanling, he thought that no one knew him, but did not know that Jin Guangyao had only seen him in a hurry, he remembered him clearly, and greatly Appreciation, Su She could not help but look down, no longer look at the Lan brothers over there, followed Jin Guangyao, it seemed that they were afraid to come forward to ridicule or give pointers.

In the Dou Yan Hall, Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji entered the seat in turn. During the period, it was inconvenient to continue talking about the topic of talent, and Lan Wangji returned to the frosty normal state. The name of Gu Sulan's dislike of drinking is far-reaching. With the arrangement of Jin Guangyao, there are no wine bottles on the small cases in front of them, only tea cups and several refreshing small dishes. No one came to toast. , A piece of purity. Who knows how long it has not been clean? A man wearing a Venus snow wave robe suddenly walked over, one wine bottle in one hand, and loudly said, "Lord of the Blues, Han Guangjun, I respect you two for a drink!"

This person Correct has been toasting gold medals since just now. Jin Guangyao knows that Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji do n’t like drinking alcohol. They hurried over and said, “Zixun, Ze Wujun and Han Guangjun are all people who did not know where Yunshen came from. There are 3,000 house rules on the training stone. Well, you might as well let them drink ... "

Jin Jinxun is very accustomed to Jin Guangyao. He feels that this person is of low origin and is ashamed to be with his family. He interrupts directly: "Our Jin family and the blue family are our own. If the two blue brothers are not Drink, that is to look down on me! "

Some of his fans alike applauded, "There's a grand style!"

"Bonus should be like this!"

Jin Guangyao kept his smile unchanged, but sighed silently, rubbing his temples. Lan Xichen stood up and declined, Jin Xunxun entangled, and said to Lan Xichen: "Don't say anything, Lord Lan, the two of us can be different from outsiders. Don't treat me against the outsiders! Say no drink! "

Jin Guangyao's smiling mouth was twitching, and he looked apologetically at Lan Xichen. Wen Yan said: "The blue ruler will return to the sword afterwards. Drinking is afraid to affect the sword ..."

Jinxun Xun didn't take it for granted: "Don't you drink a couple of cups, and it won't work. I can drink the eight sea bowls, and I can still fight the sword!"

Praise is all around. Lan Wangji was still sitting, staring coldly at the glass of wine that Jin Xun had crammed in front of him, as if he was about to open his mouth, and suddenly, he took the wine with one hand.

Lan Wangji froze slightly, his raised eyebrows suddenly opened and looked up.

The first thing that catches my eye is a black suit with a flute around the waist, and the tail of the flute hangs with **** red spikes. The comer stood with his hands in his hands, drank his head and drank it, and exposed the emptiness of the wine to Jinxun, saying, "I drink for him, are you satisfied?"

Smiling brow, ending slightly. The body is long and tall, and the **** is handsome.

Lan Xichen said: "Wei Young Master?"

A man exclaimed in a low voice: "When did he come?!"

Wei Wuxian put down the wine, straightened the collar with one hand, and said, "Finally."

Only? But it was clear that no one had notified or greeted him, and no one had noticed when he came to Dou Yan Hall without knowing it. Everyone couldn't help but have a cold chill. Jin Guangyao responded quickly, and was still extremely enthusiastic, saying: "I don't know Wei Young Master came to Jinlintai, and I missed it. Do you need a seat? Oh yes, can you have an invitation?"

Wei Wuxian didn't shy away. He straightened into the road: "No, there isn't." He nodded to Jin Xunxun, and said, "Jin Young Master, please borrow a step to speak."

Xun Jinxun said, "What's the matter, come after our dinner is over."

In fact, he didn't plan to talk to Wei Wuxian at all. Wei Wuxian also saw it and said, "How long do you have to wait?"

Xun Jinxun said: "Three or four hours. Maybe maybe five or six hours. Or tomorrow."

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm afraid I can't wait that long."

Gold Honor proudly said, "You can't wait, you have to wait."

Jin Guangyao said, "I don't know what you need to do to find Zixun Wei Young Master, is it urgent?"

Wei Wuxian said: "It is imminent and urgent."

Jinxun turned to Lan Xichen and raised another cup: "Lord Zong, come and come, you haven't drunk this cup!"

Seeing that he was deliberately procrastinating, Wei Wuxian flashed a black gas between his eyebrows, squinting his eyes, and tickling his mouth, saying, "Okay, then I'll talk straight here. May I ask Jin Young Master, do you know Wenning? "

Xun Jinxun said: "Wen Ning? I don't know."

Wi Wuxian said: "You must remember this person. Last night you hunted in the Ganquan area and chased an eight-winged bat king to the settlement of Qishan Wen's remnant, or the place of detention, and took it away. A group of Wen family students is headed by him. "

After the shooting sun, Qishan Wen's collapsed, and the original expansion site was divided up by other families. Ganquan was zoned to Lanling King's. As for the remnants of the Wen family, they were all driven to a corner of Qishan, occupying less than one-thousandth of the original land, and the snails lived here, leaving their breath to rest. Xun Jinxun said: "I don't remember, I don't remember, I'm not so busy, and I bother to remember the name of a warm dog."

Wei Wuxian said: "Okay, I don't mind to go into more detail. You can't catch that Bat King, and you just happened to meet a few Wen family students who came to look at the vision, and you forced them to carry them. Zhao Yinqi made bait for you. They didn't dare to come out and talk to you. This person was Wenning. I dragged the batman away, and you beat these Wen monks together. , Forcibly taken away, these people will not be found. Do I need more details? They have not returned yet. Except asking you, Weimou really doesn't know who else to ask. "

Xin Jinxun said, "Wei Wuxian, what do you mean? Find me someone? Wouldn't you like to be in the lead for Wengou?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Do you care if I want to get ahead or behead?-Just hand it over!"

In the last sentence, the smile on his face disappeared, his voice suddenly turned cold and cold, obviously already lost patience, and many people in Dou Yan Hall could not help but have a cold war. Kaneko is also a scalp. However, his anger immediately surged up and yelled, "Wei Wuxian, you're so arrogant! Did I invite you from Lanling Jin's today? Do you dare to stand here and pretend, you really think that you are invincible. You? Do you want to turn things around? "

Wei Wuxian laughed: "You are self-confident? IMHO, this cheek is a bit thick."

Although Jinxun had long regarded Lanling Jinshi as Xintian, he also knew that he was guilty of a word, his skin was slightly red, and he was about to fight back. At this moment, Jin Guangshan on the chief spoke.

He grinned: "It wasn't a big deal at all, why should young people be angry? But Wei Young Master, I said a fair word. It's not good for you to come in when I set up a private banquet in Jinling of Lanling."

It is impossible to say that Jin Guangshan does not mind the hunting of Baifeng Mountain. This is why he just smiled at Jin Jinxun's hard bar Wei Weixian but did not discourage him until he came down and talked. Wei Wuxian said, "Master Zong, I didn't mean to disturb the private feast and offended. However, the life and death of the few who were taken away by this gold Young Master are still unknown, and it may be too late to save them. One of them can help me. I do n’t want to stand idly by. I do n’t want Haihan to pay for my sins in the future. ”

Jin Guangshan said: "If there is anything you can't put aside, come on, you sit down first, and we slowly say."

Jin Guangyao has quietly set up a new table, and Wei Wuxian said, "Jin Zong is polite and will not sit anymore. This matter cannot be dragged on, please resolve it as soon as possible."

Jin Guangshan said: "Can't wait, count it down, we have some things that haven't been settled and can't be delayed. Since you are here now, how about we take this opportunity to solve it all together?"

Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow and said, "What is liquidation?"

Jin Guangshan said: "We Young Master, we have mentioned this a few times before, you will not forget it ... In the shooting of the sun, you have used one thing."

Wei Wuxian said: "Oh, you mentioned it. Yinhufu. What happened?"

Jin Guangshan said: "It is said that this Yin Tiger Rune was cast by the iron essence of an iron sword you got from the bottom of the slaughtering basaltic cave. You used it once on the battlefield, and it was so powerful that some fellow initiates also Affected by other forces ... "

Wei Wuxian interrupted: "Please tell me the point."

Jin Guangshan said: "This is the point. At the beginning of the war, not only Wen's, we also had some losses. I thought that such a magic weapon is difficult to control, and it is kept by one person, I am afraid ..."

Without a word, Wei Wuxian laughed suddenly.

A few laughs, he said: "Master Zong, let me ask one more question. Do you think that Qishan Wen's is gone, should Lanling Jin's replace it as it should?"

In Dou Yan's hall, Yaque is silent.

Wei Wuxian also said, "Everything should be given to you, and anyone should listen to you? Seeing the style of Lanling Jin's, I almost thought it was still the king of Wen."

After hearing the words, Jin Guangshan's national character's face flashed a color of shame and anger. After the shooting of the sun, the major Aristocratic Family's criticisms about Wei Wuxian's cultivation of ghosts gradually increased. He mentioned the Yinhufu here. He meant to threaten Wei Wuxian and remind him that you still have a handle. Everyone is staring at you. Do n’t be too arrogant. Do n’t try to ride on our house. Who knows that Wei Wuxian speaks? In this way, naked and bloody, although he had secretly thought of taking over Wen's status, no one had dared to strip it out so plainly and mocked him. He Keqing, the first to the right, said, "Wei Wuxian! What do you say!"

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm wrong? Forcing living people to use bait, and a little disobedience will suppress everything. Is this different from Qishan Wen's?"

Another Keqing stood up and said, "There is a natural difference. Wengou's mischief is so detrimental that they deserved it. We just reciprocate the teeth and let them taste the evils they have planted. What can be accused of?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Who has bitten you and who you want to pay back, hasn't there been any blood on Wenning's hand, did you still want to come and sit in this suit?"

One person said: "Wei Young Master, you said they didn't get **** on their hands? This is just one-sided words, what about the evidence?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Do you think they have killed indiscriminately, isn't it your one-sided word? Shouldn't you come up with the evidence first? Why should I ask for it?"

The man shook his head again and again, "This man doesn't make sense". Another sneered, "When Wen's slaughtered our people, they were thousands of times more cruel than that! They didn't tell us morality, why should we tell them morality?"

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Oh. Wen Gou has many evils, so the surname of Wen can be killed? Right, many of the rebels surrendered from Qishan are as good as fish. There are not many here Position, is Correct the owner of the original Wen family? "

Some of the homeowners saw him recognized, and his look changed suddenly. Wei Wuxian also said: "Since the surname is Wen, you can let people vent their anger at will, no matter whether they are innocent or not, does it mean that I can kill them all now?"

Without the voice, he pressed his hand and put it on his waist. Suddenly, all the people in the banquet hall were awakened with certain memories, as if returning to the battlefield where the sun was dark and the mountains piled with blood. For a moment, some people stood up arrogantly, Lan Wangji said in a deep voice: "Wei Ying!"

Jin Guangyao is closest to Wei Wuxian, but the color remains the same, Wen said: "Wei Young Master, you must not mess around, everything is good to discuss."

Jin Guangshan also stood up, furious and horrified: "Wei Wuxian! Jiang ... Jiang is not here, you are so unbridled!"

Wei Wuxi said sternly: "Do you think he is here, wouldn't I be brazen? If I want to kill anyone, who can stop it, who dares to stop it?"

Lan Wangji said, "Wei Ying, let go of your love."

Wi Wuxian glanced at him, and in his pale eyes, he saw his almost dim reflection. He turned his head abruptly and yelled, "Gold Honor!"

Jin Guangshan hurriedly said, "Zixun!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Let's talk nonsense, everyone must know that I have limited patience. Where is the person? I've only given you three beeps after spending so long with you. Three!"

Jin Jinxun wanted to grit his teeth and die, but he looked cold and cold. Wei Wuxian also said, "Two!"

Jin Xunxun shouted, "... Nothing! No more! But a few warm dogs, if you want to make the call, take it, don't want to entangle with you today! Go to the poor Qidao to find it!"

Wei Wuxian sneered and said, "You can just say no."

He comes like the wind, and goes like the wind. As soon as the figure disappeared, the dark clouds of many people's hearts disappeared. In the Dou Yan Hall, those who could not sit before them sat down in twos and threes, and ten out of ten already had a cold sweat. And Jin Guangshan stood on the spot dumbfounded for a long while, suddenly burst into anger, and kicked the small case in front of him. The golden case and silver plate of the full case rolled down the steps, and Jin Guangyao saw him out of shape, and he had a heart to round the field, saying: "Father ..."

The voice has not fallen, and Jin Guangshan has gone away. Jin Xunxun also felt deeply that he had just given up in front of everyone and lost face, and was angry and hated. He also had to leave the game along with him. Jin Guangyao busyly said: "Zixun ..."

Jinxun Xun was angry and thought about it. The glass of wine that was not delivered in his hand threw a hand and smashed Jin Guangyao's chest. The snow-white robe was full of hearts, and Venus Xuelang opened a pop-up hop, as if embarrassed. But the scene was too confusing, and this improper rude behavior was not noticed. Only Lan Xichen said: "Three brothers!"

Jin Guangyao busy said: "It's okay, okay, second brother, you are sitting."

Lan Xichen was inconvenient to evaluate Jinxun Xun, and only took a white handkerchief and handed it to him, saying, "Go on and change your clothes."

Jin Guangyao took the handkerchief and grinned as he rubbed: "I can't walk away."

Only he was left alone to clean up the mess and teach him how to get away. While appeasing the audience, he was ashamed and said, "Well, this Wei Young Master is really impulsive. How can he speak so in front of so many faces?"

Lan Wangji said coldly, "Is he wrong?"

Jin Guangyao stunned, and immediately smiled: "Haha. Yes. Yes. But because of it, I ca n’t say it face to face."

Lan Xichen was thinking, saying: "This Wei Young Master has really changed his mind."

After hearing the words, under the tight eyebrows of Lan Wangji, there was a pain in those light-colored eyes.

After getting off at Jinlintai, Wei Wuxian turned around in Lanling City, entered an alley, and said, "Find it, let's go."

Wenqing was standing in the lane for a long time, and Wen Yan rushed out immediately. At the moment, she was physically weak, a little dizzy, and her feet were slumped. Wei Wuxian held her up with one hand and proposed, "Would you like me to find a place for you to rest, I'll go alone. Wen Ning brought it back. "

Warmly grabbed him and said, "No! No! I want to go, I must go!"

After Wen Ning's disappearance, she almost ran from Qishan to Yunmeng with a pair of legs for a moment. She never closed her eyes for a few days. After seeing Wei Wuxian, she urged him to beg him all the way, and her lips were white The eyes are straight and almost not adult. Wei Wuxian looked that she would soon be unable to hold it, and she did not have time to eat it slowly. She bought a few white flour buns on the street and let her take it. Warmth also knew that she was about to reach the limit, she had to eat, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, her teeth were sternly scratching her hoe, this look reminded Wei Wuxian of the situation when he and Jiang Cheng escaped on the road. . He promised again: "It's okay. I will definitely bring Wenning out."

Wenqing choked and ate, "I knew I shouldn't leave ... but I had no choice. They forced me to move to another city. When I came back, Wen Ning and a family member It's gone! I knew it wouldn't work to leave him alone! "

Wei Wuxian said, "Others do it."

The tenderness collapsed: "He can't do it! Aning has been timid and atrophied since he was a child, afraid of things and timid, even those under his hands would not dare to be more temperament. They are all just like him. I do n’t know what to do without him! ”

When Wei Wuxian backed Jiang Cheng and said goodbye to her, tenderness said something like this: "No matter what the outcome of this battle is, you will never owe us any more. Liang Qing." , Vividly. However, last night she dragged Wei Wuxian's hand and she knelt before him, begging, "Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, Wei Young Master, please help me. I really can't find it. Helpers, you must help me to rescue Aning! I ca n’t help but find you! "

The pride was gone.

Poor Qidao is an ancient trail in a valley. According to legend, this path is the place where Qishan Wen's ancestor Wen Yue became famous in the First World War. Hundreds of years ago, he fought with an ancient beast for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and eventually beheaded him. This ancient beast is the poor and strange, punishing the good and evil, chaos and evil, eating the righteous and loyal people, and giving gifts to the evil beasts. Of course, if this legend is true, it is still exaggerated for the deified ancestors of the descendants of Qishan Wen's descendants, then there is no proof.

After hundreds of years, this valley has changed from a precipitous main point to a scene of meritorious deeds and sightseeing. After the shooting of the sun, the families divided up the former Qishan Wen's territory, and the poor and odd road was also included in the Lanling Jin's pocket. Originally, the high mountain walls on both sides of the mountain road were carved with the best stories of the great sage Wen Yi. After taking over by Lanling Jinshi, naturally, these brilliant pasts of Qishan Wenshi cannot be kept, and reconstruction is under way. The meaning of reconstruction is to cut the alpine frescoes on both sides cleanly, empty them, and engrave new totems. Of course, in the end, we must change to a new name that highlights the courage of the Jin family in Lanling.

Such hard work is naturally required for such large projects. And these coolies are naturally no more suitable candidates than the Wen family prisoners of war who were reduced to bereavement dogs after the expedition to the Sun.

When the two reached the Poor Qidao, it was already night, and the dark sky was so cold and rainy. Wen Qingshen, with a shallow heel and a tight heel, Wei Wuxian snored, as if the whole person was chilling from the inside out, Wei Wuxian would hit her from time to time. There was a row of temporary shacks in front of the valley for the prisoners of war to rest at night. With warmth, Wei Wuxian saw a figure in the distance, walking slowly in the rain, carrying a banner. Come closer, the flag-bearer was actually a trembling old woman, with an ignorant young child on his back, tied by a strip of cloth to the old man's back, and biting his finger seriously. An old man and a young man walked back and forth on the road. The old man carried the high flag very hard. He took two steps to rest and put the flag down. Seeing this, Wen Qinghong shouted, "Mother-in-law! It's me!"

The old man probably didn't have good eyes or ears. He didn't see or hear who the caller was. He just knew that someone was approaching what he was calling. He quickly carried the flag up again, and seemed to be afraid. Fear of being caught and rebuked. Warmth ran forward, grabbed the flag, and said, "What is this? What is this doing!"

A large Qishan Wen Family Sunprint was painted on this banner, but at this time it was painted with a **** big fork, and the flag was torn. Since the end of the shooting day, countless people have been beaten as "warm dogs," and their methods of tossing are countless. They must also be called "introspection". Wei Wuxian knows that this is the old woman Too old to be able to do coolies like everyone else, the principal here came up with such a method to torment her, asking her to walk around with the flag of the Wen family and carry herself to humiliation.

The old lady was scared first. When she could barely distinguish the people, she opened her mouth and said tenderly, "Mother-in-law, Aning? What about the uncles? Aning ?!" Then the old woman looked at Wei behind her. No envy, dare not speak, just look to the other side of the valley, tenderness and no consideration for others, flew away.

A torch was set up on both sides of the wide valley, and the flames flickered slightly in the slight rain, still burning with hundreds of silhouettes illuminating the load-bearing path in the mountain road.

These prisoners of war are all pale and prostrate. They are not allowed to use spiritual force and external force, not only because Lanling Jin's guards them, but also because it means punishment. Dozens of supervisors supported the black umbrella and hurled horses in the rain. Warmth rushed into the rain, and his gaze swept wildly over the exhausted face of every gray face. An inspector noticed her and raised his hand and yelled, "Where did you come from? Who made you run here!"

Tenderly anxious: "I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for someone!"

The overseer drove the horse lately, pulled out a thing around his waist, and waved, "I'll let you find someone or someone, leave! Don't leave ..."

At this moment, he saw a young man in black walking behind the young woman, as if his tongue was knotted, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The young man was born with a bright face, but his eyes were rather cold, staring at him, he shivered involuntarily. Soon, he found that the young man was not staring at him, but at the ironing iron waving in his hands.

The irons in the hands of these supervisors are exactly the same as those used to be used by house slaves in the Qishan Wen family, except that the shape of the top tip has been changed from a sun pattern to a peony pattern.

Wei Wuxian noticed this, and his eyes were cold. Many supervisors recognized his face and could not help quietly pulling back the horse and whispering with his colleagues. No one dare to stop the tenderness, she looked for and shouted, "Aning! Aning!"

The scream was loud, but no one answered. I searched the whole valley and didn't see my brother. If Wen Ning were here, he would have rushed out by himself. The supervisors quietly got off the horse, and everyone in the circle was struggling to make Wei Wuxian feel as if hesitating to step forward to say hello. Wen Qing fluttered and asked, "Where are the newly arrived monks from these days?"

Some people looked at each other. After a while, a superintendent who looked very kind and kindly said: "All the prisoners of war here are Wen monks, and they are delivered every day."

Tenderness: "It's my brother, it's brought by Jin Jinxun! He ... he's probably so tall, he doesn't talk much, and he's stuttered ..."

The superintendent said, "Hey girl, look, there are so many people here, where do we remember to stutter one or two people?"

Tenderness and anxiety: "I know he must be here!"

The head of the governor was chubby and fat, with a smiley face: "Girls, don't worry, in fact, there are often people from other families who come to us to be monks. Maybe they have to leave these days? Occasionally name I ’ll also find someone running away ... ”

Tenderness: "He won't run! Mother-in-law they are all here, my brother won't run alone."

The superintendent said, "Otherwise you find it slowly? Everyone is here. If we can't find it in this valley, then we can't help it."

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian said, "Everyone is here?"

As soon as he spoke, the faces of those people froze. The supervisor turned to him and said, "Yeah."

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay. I'll be here alive for the time being. So, what about the others?"

The tender body shook.

The "other" as opposed to "live" is naturally only "dead".

The governor hurriedly said: "You can't speak like this, although we are all monks here, but no one dares to kill someone ..."

Wei Wuxian took the flute around his waist if he hadn't heard it. Several prisoners of war who had been struggling on his side suddenly screamed, threw heavy weights on their backs, and fled away. Suddenly, in the valley, a large vacant space was vacated with him as the center.

Actually, these prisoners of war did not recognize Wei Wuxian's face, because only one monk from the Wen family who had met Wei Wuxian on the battlefield of the shooting of the sun-the entire army was overwhelmed. As a result, most of the monks who recognized his face were reduced to corpses, manipulated and controlled by him, and became his subordinates. But this black-wood flute with bright red spikes and the young man in black in charge of it have already become their nightmare. Everyone was exclaimed, "Guitar Chen Chen!"

Wei Wuxian sent his feelings to his lips. The sharp and sharp flute sounded like a cloud arrow across the night sky and across the night rain. After that, the echoes echoed through the valley. With a single whistle, Wei Wuxian retracted his love, stood upright, sneered, and allowed Yusi to wet his black hair and black clothes.

Soon, someone suddenly said, "What voice?"

Sudden bursts of screams came from outside the crowd, rolling up and down to break a circle of open space. In their free space, in the rain of Lili, there were more than a dozen ragged figures standing tall and short, men and women, and some rotten stench. Standing at the forefront is Wen Ning with her eyes still open.

His face was as pale as wax, his pupils were scattered, and the blood on the corners of his mouth had condensed into a dark brown. Although his chest was completely undulating, it was obvious that his ribs had been broken in half. Anyone who sees this shape will not feel that this person is still alive, but the tenderness is still still, and he is shaking to catch his pulse.

Caught for a while, finally crying wow.

She was scared and scared these days, and she ran almost crazy, but she was late, and she didn't even see her brother's last time.

Wen Qing was crying and touching Wen Ning's ribs, and seemed to want to connect them, wondering whether he could grasp the vitality. The original sweet face cried and twisted, becoming ugly and ugly. However, when a person is really sad everywhere, there is absolutely no way to cry well.

In front of the only younger brother's stiff body, her proud pride is not left.

The excitement of warmth is too great, and finally I can't hold it. Wei Wuxian stood behind her, catching her without a word, and leaning her against her chest. Close your eyes, then open a moment later, and say, "Who killed this man."

His tone was cold and cold, he didn't seem angry, but was thinking about something. The foreman named the head was lucky and said hard: "Wei Young Master, don't say that, no one here dares to kill anyone. He accidentally worked and rolled off the mountain wall and died."

Wei Wuxian said: "No one dares to kill people? Really?"

Several supervisors vowed in unison: "It's true!"

"There is no falsehood!"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Oh. I understand."

Immediately, he replied slowly: "Because they are warm dogs, warm dogs are not humans. So killing them is not a killing, is that what it means, right?"

The governor's head was just thinking about this sentence, and he was pierced by his mind suddenly, his face turned white. Wei Wuxian also said, "Or do you really think that I don't know how a person died?"

The supervisors are dumbfounded, and finally they start to notice that the major events are not good, and they have the meaning of retreats. Wei Wuxian kept his smile unchanged and said, "You better tell the truth right away, who killed it, stand up for yourself. Otherwise, I'd rather kill the mistake than let it go. It's all right to kill everything Missing Fish. "

Everybody's scalp is numb and their backs are cold. The Governor said: "Yunmeng Jiang's and Lanling Jin's are orthogonal right now, can't you ..."

Wen Yan, Wei Wuxian glanced at him, surprised: "You have courage. Is this a threat to me?"

The chief is busy: "Dare not dare."

Wei Wuxian said, "Congratulations on your successful exhaustion of all my patience. Since you refuse to say it, let him answer it yourself."

As if waiting for him for so long, Wen Ning's stiff body suddenly moved and raised his head. The two supervisors who stood closest had not had time to scream, and each had their throats pinched by a hoop-like palm.

Wen Ning raised the two five short-length supervisors with expressionless expressions. The circle around the open space grew larger and larger, the supervisor said: "Wei Young Master! Wei Young Master! Your mercy! Impulsive, the consequences are irreparable! "

The rain is getting heavier, and the rain is falling down Wei Weixian's cheek.

He turned sharply, put his hand on Wen Ning's shoulder, and shouted, "Wen Qionglin!"

In general, Wen Ning issued a long deafening roar, and the ears in the whole valley were tingling.

Wei Wuxian said, "Whoever makes you like this, you let them get the same end. I give you this right, clear it up!"

After hearing the words, Wen Ning immediately collided the two supervisors holding in his hands, and the two heads suddenly burst into watermelons. With a loud bang, the red, white, and white flowers burst into heaven.

The scene is extremely bloody, the screams in the valley rise and fall, the horses hiss, the captives flee, and the chaos is extremely chaotic. Wei Wuxian hugged the tenderness horizontally. The crowd who passed through the frypot casually took a horse and was about to turn around. A thin captive said: "... Mr. Wei!"

Wei Wuxian turned back and said, "What?"

The captive's voice trembled slightly, pointing in one direction, saying: "The mountain ... there is a room at the other side of the valley. They are used to ... .The person you are looking for, maybe there are some ... "

Wei Wuxian said, "Thank you."

He followed the direction of the man, and sure enough he found a shack that looked like a temporary building, holding tenderness in one hand, and opened the door with one foot. There were a dozen people sitting in the corner of the room, all of them bleeding, their nose and face swollen, shocked by his rough knocking motion. A few people saw the tenderness in Wei Wuxian's arms and couldn't bear being hurt. They rushed over and called: "Love girl!"

A man said angrily, "You ... who are you, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Nothing. Which are the monks under Wen Ning? Don't talk nonsense, all come out!"

A few people looked at each other, but Wei Wuxian had left with tenderness, and they had to support their bodies and support each other to keep up. As soon as they left the house, they hadn't had time to see what was going on in the chaos in the valley. Wei Wuxian said, "Let's find a horse, hurry up!"

A middle-aged humane: "No, my home is Wenning Young Master ..."

At this time, a human head flew across him, and everyone swept their heads together, just to see that Wen Ning threw a headless corpse with hands and feet twitching on the ground, and barely digged the internal organs of that man. . Wei Wuxian yelled, "Enough!"

Wen Ning snarled low in his throat and seemed unsatisfied, but Wei Wuxian blew a whistle and said, "Get up!" Wen Ning had to stand up. Wei Wuxian said, "Why are you still doing something? Come on! Can you still wait for me to find a flying sword for you?"

One person remembered that there was an old man here, and quickly brought the old woman and the younger son to the horse. Wei Wuxian himself turned his horse with the warmth that was still unconscious. Dozens of people found only a dozen horses in the chaos. Two or three people rode each other. It was very crowded. With that little child, Wei Wuxian reached out and said, "Give me."

The old woman shook her head again and again, and the little child clasped her grandmother's neck tightly, and then slipped down, but there was an inconceivable color in their eyes. When Wei Wuxian reached out, he carried the child over and clamped it under his arm. The old woman was terrified and said, "Ayuan! Ayuan!"

Although the child named A Yuan is very young, he already knew that he was scared, but didn't cry. He just bit his finger and watched Wei Wuxian secretly. Wei Wuxian yelled, "Gone!" His legs were pinched on horseback and he set out first. A dozen horses followed, galloping away in the night rain.