The Founder of Diabolism: 82 | Danxin 19th 4

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He turned and ran towards the direction of the blood pool. Lan Wangji couldn't leave her, walking alongside him. The **** red Zhaoyin Banner on white was indeed the best target. None of the corpses neglected others and turned a blind eye to the living people passing by. They all rushed towards Wei Wuxian with **** eyes!

The corpses went on and on. Wen Ning's path was always filled up by new corpses quickly, and he rushed back and drove again. There are still more than half time to evacuate the Fumagong Cave, and some people are still unable to walk. They saw the dust-proof sword sweeping in the cave, and a row of corpses was swept into corpses, and then the next row surged, crying miserably. Called Zhentian Xiang, almost broke through the dome of Fu Mo Cave. This wave of corpses surrounded Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji in groups, making it difficult for them to approach the blood pool. The surrounding corpses are higher and higher, and the surrounding circle is shrinking and smaller. The juniors were so anxious that they pulled out their swords and folded back. Lan Jingyi saw someone slamming his sword and rushed out, saying, "Can you do me a favor? If you still have a sword, can you do me a favor! Even It ’s good to help a little bit! "

The humane: "Get off !!!"

Lan Si chased: "Forget Jingyi, we can do it by ourselves!"

Hearing their voices, Wei Wuxian shouted, "Wen Ning !!! Throw them out !!!"

Wen Ning said: "Yes!" He grabbed Lan Jingyi in one hand, and was preparing to catch Lan Sizhuo in the other, but Lan Sizhuan rushed to him and said, "General Ghost, I can't go out, let me stay." !!! Otherwise I will regret it forever !!! "

While facing the front of him, Wen Ning's body froze. Lan Si saw that he was not coming to arrest him, and immediately raised his sword to fight back. Lan Jingyi and others also took the opportunity to pass him. Jin Ling was dragged out and dragged by Jiang Cheng, passing by several corpses. These corpses were attracted by the Zhaoyin flag on Wei Wuxian, and his eyes were red with staring at that direction. They turned a blind eye to them, and Jin Ling shouted, "Oh! I ..."

Jiang Cheng said coldly, "If you dare go back, don't recognize me!"

Jin Ling looked at him fiercely, Jiang Cheng threw him out, and yelled, "Stay!" He rushed back into Fuman Cave with the three poisons. Jin Ling froze and said, "Wait, wait for me!" Still followed.

In Fumo Cave, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's surrounding circle already shrank to less than a square foot.

The dust-proof sword light is still bright, and the runes of fire are endless. However, these corpses are too many!

Wei Wuxian just cast a spell and keenly sensed danger. Looking at it, it turned out that a corpse climbed up to a near-body corpse and opened his mouth and rushed at him. Wei Wuxian was empty-handed, cursed, and reached into his cuffs, but he felt empty and hung his heart suddenly.

His spell has run out of already!

Lan Wangji also noticed that he was in critical condition, and was about to stab it with a backhand sword. He heard a scream, and the corpse was actually split in half in the air.

No. It was torn in half. And the thing that tore it up is in front of everyone!

A **** red corpse stands on the **** sea of ​​Qi Rengao's corpse, with one left, one right, and two hands still dragging half of the twitching corpse, looking down at Wei Wuxian and Lan. Forget the plane.

Lan Jingyi's mouth was so wide that already could not be closed. Ouyang Zi murmured: "... Ancestral ... What is this?"

Everyone who sees it has the same thought in their hearts-what is it? !!

This unidentified corpse that appears out of thin air is different from all the corpses they have seen. It is **** scarlet from head to toe, as if it had just crawled out of the blood pool, looking thin and emaciated.

The corpses controlled by Yinhu Run also attracted the attention of this strange kind. They gave up the siege of Wei Wuxian, but looked hesitantly there.

The blood corpse took two steps.

As it walked staggered, it made a clicking sound in the joints, as if stretching its bones. The dark red blood ticked down from its limbs and body, spreading all the way.

A savage anger and resentment overflowed from it, and as it approached, the other corpses began to creep retreats. Many people are as embarrassed as they are.

Lan Wangji stood in front of Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian pressed his hand to avoid dust, and whispered: "... wait."

He stared at the blood corpse with a guess in his heart, his chest leaping, and he repeated, "Wait."

The blood corpse stopped about a foot in front of them, suddenly looking up, two high-pitched noises.

The howling sound is sharper than the sound, and everyone covers their ears.

The surface of the blood pool is slightly rippled.

In the beginning, it was just as if a stone was dropped. However, this circle of ripples continued to spread, growing bigger and bigger, as if something was agitating under the thick plasma.

Suddenly, one hand broke out!

This hand grabbed the shore sharply and plunged his fingers deep into the ground. What followed was a scarlet face that was half-rotten and not rotten and could not see the features and face.

The second blood corpse climbed up from the blood pool.

Then the water surface of the whole blood pool started to spin and stir, as if boiled, and more and more heads surfaced. The third, the fourth, the fifth ...

Each wore a scary bloodstain, a stinging face, and a screaming roar. As soon as they climbed the bleeding pool, they immediately launched a fight with other corpses!

The corpses controlled by the Yin Tiger Rune seem to be agitated by a red sharp knife, and they are turned into sky minced meat, corpses and black blood!

Jin Ling said in shock: "... what the **** are these things ?! Why are there still corpses in the blood pool? Isn't it that the corpses on the mass grave have been burned?!"

The ancestor of Ouyang, who is guarding his son, said, "Some do not!"

Lan Jingyi said: "Which ones are not?!"

The lord of Ouyang said, "those ... those ..."

He couldn't say. Those Wen stubbles who were in mass graves at that time, after the besiegers killed them, the more than fifty corpses, Correct were all put into the blood pool!

Suddenly, Jin Ling shouted, "Be careful!"

A **** red figure fell in front of him. Lan Si chased his sword back two steps, and the blood corpse slowly got up.

This is an extra-thin skin corpse, whose head seems to have been smashed through a hole, with thin white hair, drenched on the forehead after being soaked with blood and water, and the whole body is half-rotten, which is extremely disgusting and scary. Discomfort. After it got up, it limped around and slowly approached Lan Si. The juniors were frightened and surrounded them.

With more than one living person, the blood corpse is vigilant, and his throat is whining. The juveniles are becoming more and more close to the enemy, and Lan Si chases, "Don't move!"

Although he is a bit nervous, I don't know why, but he is not afraid.

If this thin and clever blood corpse has eyes, it should be staring at him, tilting his head, and holding out a hand, slowly pursuing Lan Si, seems to want to touch him.

The blood-stained hand is like chicken feet that have been crippled and incomplete, and all the teenagers are getting goosebumps. Jin Ling raised his sword to stop, Lan Si chased out: "Jin Young Master, don't!"

Jin Ling said: "What then?!"

Lan Si chased: "You ... you all don't move first."

The blood corpse screamed twice, he calmed himself, and slowly extended his hand towards the blood corpse.

Just as he was about to touch the blood corpse, a new wave of corpses rushed to him, the blood corpse turned back suddenly, hissing loudly, jumping into the air, plunging into the corpse, tearing and biting, like a crazy , Flesh flying. The roar of its roar is terrible, and the agility and fierceness of its movements are quite different from the appearance before Lan Sizhui. Wen Ning turned over several corpses and shivered, shouting to the corpse: "Is it you?!"

The other side ignored him.

All blood corpses are killing frantically, Wen Ning shouted, "Is it you?!"

There are sharp and hissing noises in the entire cave, and none can answer him.

In less than half an hour, all voices gradually ceased.

After everything is over, the magic cave is like a picture of **** in the scroll.

These blood corpses started to gather towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji one after another.

Various heights, different genders, different ages, all **** Shura evil spirits. But above these figures, Wei Wuxian saw some familiar shadows.

Wen Ning murmured: "Four uncles ..."

"Mother-in-law ..."

He read them one by one, the more the voice trembled.

Wen Ning said: "Have you been waiting here forever?"

If he is a living person, his eyes must be red with already and tears.

Wei Wuxian's lips trembled slightly, what he wanted to say, however, after all, he didn't say it.

He bowed his head deeply, performed a solemn ceremony, and said dumbly, "... thank you."

Lan Wangji also made a gift.

The **** corpses were extremely fierce when they killed them. At this time, they were described as stubborn, but their movements were awkward, and they raised their hands in a jagged, uneven manner, and returned to the two A gift.

Then, as if the spirit and anger in the body were drawn by something, they all fell down.

The blood-colored body is like fragile porcelain. As if another gust of wind blew, there would be nothing left.

Wen Ning flung to the ground and grabbed the crimson ashes with his hands. After grabbing it, stuffing it into his clothes one by one, and soon it was full. Seeing this, Lan Jingyi grabbed her hair, untied one of her sachets, poured out the spices inside, and crouched down and handed him, saying, "Well!"

Seeing this, several other teenagers followed suit. Only Jin Ling looked at them and looked at Wen Ning, with a complex look and no movement. With seven or eight hands over there holding sachets and cloth bags in front of Wen Ning, he was at a loss.

Lan Si chased: "Ghost General, do you need help?"

Wen Ning busy said: "No, you guys ..."

Lan Jingyi said, "So many bones and ash, you can finish it by yourself!"

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked over and said, "Do n’t pick them up, do n’t wear gloves, you need poison."

As soon as the teenagers heard it, they were relieved. Lan Si chased: "Senior Wei, Han Guangjun, and General Ghost, thank you this time ..."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the crowd: "Thank you?"

Lan Sizhui waited for someone to look back, and the person who spoke was Fang Mengchen again.

I saw him stand up, and said angrily, "What is this?"

Lan Si chases fans: "What is what?"

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also looked at him, Fang Mengchen sternly said, "What am I asking you for? Atonement ?! Shouldn't you all really start to appreciate him?" >

And in the magic cave, there is a dead silence, and you can't even whisper.

At this moment, everyone's taste is really uncomfortable.

Big fanatics came to besiege, but they were besieged instead. Waving the flag and crying to kill, finally rely on "harm" to save their lives.

I don't know if it should be funny, weird, embarrassing, or somehow. I just felt that I was filled with indignation and jumped up and down in this drama, which is really not decent.

Say gratitude to Wei Wuxian? It seems too ridiculous; but after all, it was rescued for him, and it is not appropriate to say that there is no gratitude at all. In this case, the best way seems to be to remain silent.

Fang Mengchen became even more angry when no one answered himself. He stabbed with a sword, and said, "Do something good, and show that you have repented, can you write off your **** debt?!"

Wei Wuxian avoided himself. Someone else came to persuade: "Brother Fang! Don't be excited, forget it ..."

Fang Mengchen turned red as soon as he realized what he was saying was wrong. He said, "Forget it ?! What is it? Forget the hatred of relatives, let's forget it?!"

He asked in a loud voice: "Wei Wuxian killed my parents. This is a fact, but why does he seem to be like a hero now ?! Doing something good will make people forget what he did in a blink of an eye. ? Then what are my parents?!

Among the crowd, Jin Ling clenched his fists, and suddenly a sudden pain came from his shoulder. It turned out that Jiang Cheng's five fingers on his shoulder gradually clenched.

Jin Ling couldn't see his expression clearly and whispered: "舅舅 ..."

An unknown sneer came from Jiang Cheng.

At this time, Wei Wuxian spoke out.

He said, "What do you want, then?"

Fang Mengchen froze. Wei Wuxian said, "What on earth do you want? It's just that I want to end miserably to dispel my hatred."

He pointed to Yi Weichun, who was unconscious in the crowd, and said, "He lost a leg, and I broke up my body; you lost your parents, and my family was ruined long ago, and my family was expelled from the family. Both parents were ashes Didn't see one. "

Wei Wuxian also said, "Still hate Wen's aftermath? The Wen's aftermath in your mouth died once thirteen years ago. And here, just now, they did it for me, to save you, and I died once. This time it was ashes.

He said, "What the **** are you doing?"

Fang Mengchen stared at him, half a while, gritted his teeth and said, "It's useless. I tell you, Wei Wuxian, no matter what you do, don't expect me to forgive you or forget my parents' hatred. "

He shouted, "Never!"

Wei Wuxian said: "No one asked you to forgive me. What I did, not only you remember, I also remember. You will not forget, I will never forget!"

Facing with him straight for a while, Fang Mengchen only felt that his heart was mixed, and all thoughts were grey.

His life was indeed saved by Wei Wuxian and others, but he was not reconciled to resolve the grudges. But if he wanted to get revenge on Wei Wuxian, he was weak and powerless. In the end, he could only scream and turned and rushed out of the cave.

After he rushed out, he said, "No more corpses will come? Are we really safe this time?!"

When everyone heard this voice, everyone's head was loud: "It's him again!"

Nie Huai Sang looked around, and when no one answered him, he asked again: "Are we ... can we go now?"

That's right. Now everyone was anxious to put their wings on their swords and fly back to their homes. A female monk said: "It should be almost two hours. How much of your spiritual power is now restored?"