The Founder of Diabolism: 78 | The Eighteenth Night Run

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This group of people originally thought that they would die the hand of the ancestors of Yiling, and then they would become the walking dead controlled by him. They were all terrified. Who knows, Wei Wuxian was not interested in entanglement with them, after reading the notice After that, they threw the group to the ground, and left with their hands.

He didn't take back those ghosts, and continued to sorrow and sigh with sorrow all over the floor, humming and squirming and humming, and couldn't get up.

I don't know how long after that, a blue sword light suddenly passed by, and everyone felt light on their backs. Someone exclaimed, "I can move!"

Some people got up first and barely got up, and saw the blue sword light fly back, and got into one's sheath.

The man is a very young and handsome man, with white clothes on his face and a cold face, with a look of depressed depression between his eyebrows, moving very fast, but without showing any urgency, and never turning his clothes fly.

The monk who broke his legs painfully said, "Han ... Han Guangjun!"

Lan Wangji walked to him, squatted down and pressed his leg, and found out that the injury was not very serious. He got up and didn't speak, and the monk said, "Han Guangjun, you are late. , Wei Wuxian just left! "

Many people know that in the past few days, Han Guangjun of Gu Sulan's has been tracking Wei Wuxian's whereabouts, and most of them want to settle accounts with him to recover the dozens of dead lives of Gu Sulan's. , Busy: "Yeah, he's been away for less than half an hour!"

Lan Wangji said, "What did he do. Where to go."

People hurriedly complained: "He is indiscriminate, kills us all, and almost kills us all on the spot!"

Lan Wangji twitched his fingers hidden under the white wide sleeves slightly, and seemed to want to make a fist, but quickly let go.

The monk hurriedly said, "But he let go, he's going to the city that never sleeps now, and go to the oaths meeting to find the four big families to settle accounts!"

After the fall of Qishan Wenshi, the main hall of the nightly city is reduced to a gorgeous and empty ruin.

Located in front of the Yanyang Flame Hall, the highest place in the city that never sleeps, there is a vast square. There used to be three flagpoles standing at the forefront of the square. Now, two of them are already It was broken, and the remaining one was hung with a torn and ragged side, and it was covered with blood of the flame of the sun and flame.

Tonight, the square is densely packed with square matrices of families of all sizes, and each family's family banner pendant hunts and flutters in the night wind. In front of the broken flagpole is a temporarily set up altar. The heads of various families stand in front of their square, and Jin Guangyao delivers a glass of wine for each of them in turn. After receiving as many wine bottles as possible, the housekeepers raised it high, and then fell to the ground.

The wine spilled into the ground, Jin Guangshan said calmly: "I do n’t ask any tribe, no name. This glass of wine is a sacrifice to the dead Aristocratic Family martyrs."

Nie Ming said: "The British soul lives on."

Lan Xichen said, "May rest in peace."

Jiang Cheng has a somber face and doesn't say a word after pouring wine.

Next, Jin Guangyao walked out of the square array of the Jin family in Lanling, with a black square iron box in his hands. Jin Guangshan picked up the iron box with one hand, raised it high, and yelled, "Wen's wicked ashes are here!"

After speaking, he moved his spiritual power and cracked the iron box with his bare hands. The black iron box was broken into several pieces, and countless white ash dust were scattered in the cold night wind.

Frustrated!

The crowd burst into cheers and cheers. Jin Guangshan raised his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet and listen to him. When the applause gradually subsided, he yelled again: "Tonight, it is the two of Wen ’s remnants who are frustrated and ashes. And tomorrow! It will be all the remaining warm dogs, and- Ling ancestor, Wei Ying! "

Suddenly, a low laugh interrupted his impassioned submission.

It wasn't the right time for this low laugh, it was abrupt and harsh, and everyone immediately brushed their eyes at the place where the sound came.

The Yanyang Flame Hall is a magnificent hall with a total of twelve ridges, each with eight gods at the end. At this time, everyone noticed that there were nine of them on one of the ridges. Only then did they chuckle, that was from there!

The extra spine moved slightly, and the next moment, a boot and a black horn dangled from the eaves, shaking gently.

Everyone's hand was pressed onto the hilt of the sword, Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank, and the back of the hand was raised with blue tendons. Jin Guangshan was terrified and said, "Wei Ying! You dare to appear here!"

The man spoke, and it was Wei Wuxian's voice, which sounded strange: "Why don't I dare to appear here? Do you guys add up to three thousand? Don't forget to shoot in the sun In the sign, let alone 3,000, I have singled out 5,000 people. And I'm here, wouldn't it be right for you? To save you, you will have to come to your door tomorrow to frustrate me. ”

There are also several students who lost their lives in the crazy hands of Wen Ning in Nie Family of Qinghe.

Wi Wuxian said: "I haven't been so arrogant all the time? Master Zong, hit yourself in the face, is it happy? Who said that as long as Sister Wen went to Jin Lintai to plead guilty to you? Just now, it is clear who is going to destroy me and the rest of the Wen party? "

Jin Guangshan said: "One yard to one yard! Poor Qidao intercepts and kills more than a hundred of my sons of the Jin family in Lanling, this is one yard. You are persuading Wenning Jinlintai to commit murder, this is another ... ... "

Wei Wuxian said: "So dare to ask King Zong, who is weird to kill? Who is it? Who is the mastermind? Who is the mediator? After all, come to provoke me first Who is it?!

The students who are standing in a square array are hiding in a crowd of people, feeling safe, and have dared up their courage. They shouted, "Even if Jinxun designed to kill you first, you should never go down like this. It ’s terrible, killing so many lives! "

"Oh." Wei Wuxian analyzed for him: "He wants to kill me, but he can kill his hands without worrying about it. I'm unlucky when I die. I must protect myself from hurting this, not hurting that, not Did he lose his hair? All in all, you can besiege me, but I can't fight back, right? "

Yao Zongzhu yelled: "Counter-attack? Then more than a hundred people and more than thirty people on Jin Lin's stage are innocent. Why did you fight back to involve them!"

Wei Wuxian said, "The more than fifty monks from the mass graves are also innocent. Why do you bother them?"

Another yelled, "What kind of grace did the Wengou give you? This way towards this group of messes."

"I don't think there is any great virtue at all. It is just that he thinks he is a hero against the whole world. He thinks he is doing a charitable act and feels that he is great to take the world by storm!"

After listening to this sentence, Wei Wuxian was silent.

The crowd below took his silence as a retreat, and said, "In the final analysis, it's not your despicable and shameful curse on Jin Jinxun first!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Exactly what evidence do you have that proves that the evil curse was cast by me?"

Questioning the man was speechless and hesitated, and said, "What evidence do you have that it was not yours?"

Wi Wuxian laughed: "Then I ask again, why isn't it you? Don't you have no evidence to prove that it wasn't your evil spell?"

The man was shocked and angry: "I? How can I be the same as you? Do n’t confuse right and wrong! You have the biggest suspicion. Do you think we don't know? You and Jinxun have had grievances more than a year ago ! "

Wei Wuxian said arrogantly: "Who the **** is it? Huh? Yeah, if I wanted to kill him, I would have killed it more than a year ago. I do n’t have to keep it now. Otherwise, his role would not be more than a year. I forgot about it in three days. "

Mr. Yao was shocked: "... Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, I have learned a lot today, I have never seen such an unreasonable villain like you ... After killing someone, I still have to insult. The evil words are opposite. Do you have no sympathy or guilt? "

A curse was heard, but Wei Wuxian accepted it safely.

Only anger can suppress other emotions in his heart.

A monk standing at the forefront of the Phalanx sadly said, "Wei Ying, you're so disappointed. Thanks to my admiration and admiration for you, I said that you are a generation of open-minded people. Now I want to come, I really feel sick. From this moment on, I am at odds with you! "

After hearing the words, Wei Wuxian first stunned, then burst into a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha ..."

He was almost out of breath, and said, "You admire me? You say you admire me, then why didn't I see you when you admired me? And when I shouted by myself, you jumped out and waved and shouted ? "

Wei Wuxian laughed with tears in his eyes, and said, "You admire it, it is too cheap. You said that you have never been at odds with me since then. It ’s very good. Are you at odds with each other or don't share the same feeling, does it have any impact on me? Your admiration and aversion are so trivial, how can you show up and scream? "

The voice didn't fall, and his throat suddenly slumped, and a sudden dullness came from his chest.

Looking down, a feather arrow is stuck in his chest, and the arrow is buried in two ribs.

He looked in the direction of the arrow. This arrow was shot by a young, clear-eyed monk, standing in a small family's square matrix, and maintaining his posture, his bowstrings still trembling.

Wei Wuxian can see that this arrow was originally shot at the deadly part of his heart. It was only the archery man's skills were not good, and the arrow's momentum declined in mid-air, which made it fall to the heart and shot into the ribs.

The man next to the archer was horrified and even looked in horror at the same fellow who had made such a reckless move. Wei Wuxian raised his head, his face turned stubborn, pulled his feather arrow backhand, and threw it back vigorously. Hearing only a scream, the young monk who had shot him unexpectedly was stuck in the chest with an arrow thrown by his bare hands!

Another boy beside him pounced on him and shouted, "Brother! Brother!"

The square array of that family was instantly messed up, and the owner extended a trembling finger to Wei Wuxian and said, "You ... you ... you are so vicious!"

Wei Wuxian pressed his right hand casually at the wound on his chest, temporarily stopped the blood, and said indifferently: "What is vicious? Since he dares to attack me with an arrow, he should expect that if he misses it, he will What the **** is going on. Since all the demons have called me crooked, I can't expect me to be generous and not care about him. "

Jin Guangshan shouted: "Bujin, Bujin! He must not be left alive today!"

With an order, the confrontation situation was finally broken. Several protagonists imperial swords held bows and swept over the hall.

Let ’s finally get started!

Wei Wuxian sneered and took his waist down, lifted it to his lips, and with the sharp hissing of the flute, on the ground of Tiancheng Square all night, a pale arm broke through the ground!

A corpse topped with white stone paved ground and crawled out of the soil. Some of the Royal Swords had just left the ground and were dragged down immediately. Wei Wuxian stood on the ridge of the Yanyang Flame Hall, the bamboo flute blew, his eyes shone coldly in the night. Looking down, the costumes are like colorful and boiling water, tumbling, sometimes scattered, and sometimes gathered. Except for Yunmeng's square array, where there are no enemies, all other families are in chaos. All the owners are busy protecting their students and have no time to attack Wei Wuxian.

At this moment, a flute of Ling Ling disturbed the flute of Chen Qing.

Wei Wuxian put down his love and looked back. I saw a man sitting on the other ridge, Hengqin in front, and his white clothes were a little dazzling in the night.

Wei Wuxian said coldly, "Ah, Lan Zhan."

After greeting, he raised his flute to his lips again, and said, "You should have known it before, clear heart sounds are not useful to me!"

Lan Wangji turned the upper back of the piano, instead of taking out the dust, rushing directly to Chen Qing, to cut off the ghost flute that gave birth to the magic sound. Wei Wuxian turned around and made a mistake. Haha laughed: "Okay, I know, one day we will kill like this with a real gun. You never look at me unpleasantly, come on!" /

After listening to this sentence, Lan Wangji's action paused and said: "Wei Ying!"

Although this sound was drank, it will be heard when any sober person listens, and the voice of Lan Wangji is trembling clearly. However, at the moment Wei Wuxian already Lost judgment. He is already half crazy, half conscious, and all maliciousness has been magnified by him infinitely. He just feels that everyone in the world hates him, and he hates everyone. No one is afraid, no matter who comes, it is the same.

Suddenly, in the sound of a fight, Wei Wuxian heard a subtle voice.

The voice was shouting, "Axian!"

The voice was like a basin of cold water, pouring the wicked flames of his heart into a cold heart.

Jian tired?

When did she come to the oath master meeting? !!

Wei Wuxian's soul fluttered, and he could no longer fight with Lan Wangji, letting go of his story: "Sister?!"

Jiang Cheng heard this voice too, and his face turned pale. "Sister? Sister! Where are you? Where are you?"

Wei Wuxian jumped off the ridge of the Yanyang Flame Hall and yelled out like Jiang Cheng, "Sister? Sister? Where are you? Where are you? I can't see you!"

He didn't care about the number of swords and swords that rushed at him. He slammed and punched in the chaotic crowd, and hurried away. Suddenly, after seeing Jiang Yanli's white figure drowned in the crowd, Wei Wu Envy struggling to get rid of those who are blocking the way, going hard. There was still a lot of distance between them. There were countless people. For a while, Wei Wuxian couldn't make it through, and Jiang Cheng couldn't make it. What's worse, just at this moment, both of them suddenly realized that Jiang Yan left behind and stood up staggeringly with a corpse.

The corpse's body is half rotten, and a rusty long sword is dragged in the hand, and it is moving towards the river in disgust.

Seeing this horrifying scene, Wei Wuxian screamed: "Get away! Get out of me! Don't touch her!"

Jiang Cheng also growled, "Let it go!"

He threw three poisons, and the purple Jianguang flew towards the murderous corpse. However, Jianguang was interrupted halfway by the other monk's Jianguang and deviated. The more disordered Wei Wuxian's mind was, the worse his control ability was. The violent corpse ignored his instructions and instead raised his sword in his hand and chased away towards the river!

Wei Wuxian is crazy, shouting: "Stop, stop, stop me!"

Everyone is busy dealing with the corpses entangled around them, and no one has the heart to pay attention to whether others are in danger. The corpse slashed off with a sword, and opened Jiang's distant back!

Jiang Lili fell to the ground all at once.

The corpse stood behind her and continued to raise his sword. At this moment, a sword light cut off its half body!

Lan Wangji landed on the square, and took over the recall to avoid the dust. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng rushed to the past, and could n’t even thank him for telling Lan Wangji. Jiang Cheng first picked up Jiang Yanli, while Lan Wangji intercepted Wei Wuxian, grabbed his collar, and mentioned in front of him, sternly: "Wei Ying! Stop mobilizing the corpses!"

Wei Wuxian doesn't care about other things at the moment. He doesn't have Lan Wangji's face at all. He can't see the blood in Lan Wangji's eyes, and he can't see his red eyes. I just want to see Jiang hated nothing and ran away with bare eyes and flung to the ground. Lan Wangji was pushed to his body by a sway, and he stood still and looked at him. He hadn't made the next move yet. He heard someone screaming for help in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and flew forward to rescue.

Jiang Lili ’s back is soaked with blood, eyes closed, but fortunately, he still breathes. Jiang Cheng sniffed her pulse and drew back her hand, sighing with relief, suddenly punching Wei Wuxian's face and screaming, "What's the matter! Aren't you saying you can control it? Aren't you saying Is it okay?! "

Wei Wuxian sat down on the ground and said blankly: "... I don't know."

He said desperately: "... I can't control it, I can't control it ..."

At this moment, Jiang Yan moved away, Jiang Cheng hugged her tightly and said incoherently: "Sister! It's okay! It's okay, how are you? Fortunately, just a sword, fortunately, I'll take it immediately You go down ... "

He said that he would hug Jiang Ganli, but Jiang Ganli suddenly said, "... Axian."

Wei Wuxian took a nap and said busyly: "Sister, I ... I'm here."

Jiang Lili slowly opened his dark eyes, and Wei Wuxian felt a panic in his heart.

Jian Ganli reluctantly said, "... Axian. How did you run so fast before ... I didn't have time to look at you and say a word to you ..."

Listen, Wei Wuxian's heart throbs.

He still didn't dare to face Jiang Lili's face, especially at this moment, this face was covered with dust and blood just like Jinxuan at that time.

He didn't dare to listen to what she was about to say next.

Jiang Lili said, "I'm here to tell you ..."

What did you say?

It's okay?

I don't hate you?

Nothing?

Don't blame you for killing Jin Xuan?

Not possible.

But she can't say the exact opposite.

So, she doesn't know what she can say to Wei Wuxian in this situation.

However, she just felt that she must come to see this brother.

With a sigh, Jiang Yan walked away: "Axian, you ... stop now. Don't, don't ..."

Wei Wuxian said busyly: "Okay, I'll stop."

He picked up the expression, put it to his lips, and lowered his head to play. It took him a lot of energy to stabilize his mind. This time, the corpses finally stopped ignoring his orders, one by one, and made a cooing noise in their throats, as if complaining, slowly falling .

Lan Wangji paused slightly and looked far away. At the end, he turned back to continue his sword and rescued fellow and non-same fellows who were still struggling.

Suddenly, Jiang hated his eyes and opened his hands, and there was a burst of force from both hands, pushing Wei Wuxian!

Wi Wuxian was pushed to the ground again by her push. When she raised her head again, she saw a long and dazzling sword that pierced her throat.

The boy holding the sword, Correct just rushed to the young monk who was crying on the archer. He was still crying, his eyes were hazy, "Wei thief! This sword will give you back my brother!"

Wi Wuxian was sitting on the dirty ground, and he looked at already with disbelief, and Jiang Yanli, who had a lot of blood in his throat.

He was just waiting for her to speak, as if to give him the final sentence.

Jiang Cheng is also stingy, holding her sister's body, she doesn't respond at all.

For a while, Wei Wuxian made a scream.

Lan Wangji stabbed with a sword and turned back sharply.

The young man found out that he had killed the wrong person with the wrong hand, pulled out his sword, brought out a string of **** blood, and panicked retreats, and said, "... No, not me, no ... I'm trying to kill Wei Wuxian, I'm going to take revenge on my brother ... She pounced on herself! "

Wei Wu flashed in front of him enviously, holding his neck, and Yao Zong shouted, "Demon, let him go!"

Lan Wangji can't take care of any demeanor. He pushed away one after another and ran towards Wei Wuxian. However, before reaching half the distance, Wei Wuxian broke the throat of the boy with his bare hands under the eyes of the public.

Another monk said angrily: "You! You--Jiang Fengmian and his wife were exhausted, but now your sister is exhausted. You blame yourself and dare to anger others! If you do n’t know how to turn back, you will continue to kill people. ! "

However, at this time Wei Wuxian couldn't hear any more abusiveness and reprimand.

As if dominated by another soul, he stretched out his hands, took out two things from his sleeves, and put them together in front of everyone.

The two things are half up, half down, and they all make a sound.

Wei Wuxian held it in the palm of his hand and held it up.

Yin Tiger Rune!