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Jin Ling sat up suddenly and shouted, "Oh!"

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over, coldly: "Yeah! You know how to call me now, what did you run before!"

After speaking, he turned his gaze and deliberately or unintentionally threw them at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. The two lines of sight had not yet been docked, and Su She had used his saber to brace himself to get up and stab toward Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng hadn't shot yet, a few dog barks, a flying fish from the fairy usually entered from outside the temple, and flew towards Su She directly. When Wei Wuxian heard the barking of the dog, his hair suddenly turned upside down, and he shrank into Lan Wangji's arms.

Lan Wangji has already embraced him consciously, and said, "I'm here!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Hug me!"

Lan Wangji said, "Hold on!"

Wei Wuxian also said, "Hug me!"

Lan Wangji also said, "Hold tight!"

Without looking at the picture, just listening to the sound, Jiang Cheng's face muscles and the corners of his mouth are jerking. He seemed to want to look at it, and now he completely controlled his neck. Several monks and monks rushed out from the back of the palace, Jiang Cheng sneered, waved his right hand, and danced a dazzling purple rainbow inside the Guanyin Temple. All the people who were touched by this purple rainbow were hit. Go out, and the oil-paper umbrella stays firmly in his left hand. Waiting inside the hall, the whole thing fell into a slump, and he was still convulsed by electricity all over his body. Jiang Cheng put away his umbrella. Su She was snarled by the black-maned spirit dog, Jin Ling shouted: "Fairy! Watch out! Fairy, bit him! Bit his hand!"

Lan Xichen yelled, "Jiang Zong, beware of the piano!"

If the voice is not finished, one or two langlangqin sounds come from behind the Guanyin Temple. However, Jiang Cheng had once suffered a loss from already at the mass grave post, and he was very alert. When the string came out, he kicked on the ground and provoked a monk with his toes. Long sword, left the paper umbrella to hold the sword in his left hand, and pull out the three poisons in his waist with his right hand, holding one sword in each hand, and violently intersect.

The two swords rub against each other, making extremely sharp noises, overshadowing Jin Guangyao's piano sounds.

A very effective way to crack! However, there is only one shortcoming-this sound is really terrible!

It sounds as if the ears are about to be pierced by this terrible noise. For the people of Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji who were born in the Sulan family, they are intolerable, and both of them are slightly wrinkled. eyebrow. But Lan Wangji was holding Wei Wuxian dutifully and unable to cover his ears, so Wei Wuxian was shaking his dog while he reached out to help him cover it.

Jiang Cheng hardened his face, holding the sword in both hands, while making such a terrible magical sound, he pushed towards the back of the temple. But without waiting for him to kill him, Jin Guangyao came out by himself, covering his ears as he walked, "Jiang Zong, you are a killer, I am willing to worship the wind."

Jiang Cheng Zidian shook off, Jin Guangyao ducked and said, "Jiang Zongzhu! How did you get here?"

Jiang Cheng does n’t talk to him. Jin Guangyao ’s spiritual strength is not as strong as him, so he dare not face it directly. He can only continue to dodge flexibly and let his subordinates besiege Jiang Cheng. Run, you chased him and found him here? The fairy must have given you the way. Hey, it was a spirit dog that I sent, but I didn't give me a bit of face. "

Wei Wuxian was held tightly by Lan Wangji. He was not so scared when he heard the dog barking. He could also set his mind to think. Looking at Jin Guangyao fighting with people, he turned his eyes and smiled in his mouth. The way I stopped, I remembered someone, and whispered, "It's a way to follow Xue Yang."

Lan Wangji didn't speak, Wei Wuxian didn't hear him answer, looked up, it turned out that he was still covering his ears, and Lan Wangji didn't hear him at all. Quickly let go. At this moment, Jin Guangyao's dialect suddenly turned and laughed: "Zong, what are you doing? Ever since, your eyes have been dodging and you don't dare to look over there. Is there anything there?"

Jiang Cheng said: "How are you, Governor Xian? If you want to hit, hit so many crap!"

Jin Guangyao also said: "Still hiding? There is nothing there, there is your brother. Are you really chasing Aling and found it here?"

Jiang Chengdao: "Otherwise? Who else can I look for?!"

Lan Xichen said, "Don't answer him!"

Jin Guangyao is used to speaking rhetorically. As soon as Jiang Cheng starts to talk to him, he will be distracted by his emotions and involuntarily be affected. Jin Guangyao said, "Okay, Mr. Wei, did you see that? Your brother and sister didn't come to see you, and didn't even want to look at you."

Wei Wuxian laughed: "It's strange for you, Jiang Zong's attitude towards me is not the first day. Do you need to remind me here?"

Wen Yan, the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth twisted slightly, and the back of the hand holding Zidian's green tendons was raised. Jin Guangyao turned to him again and sighed long and short: "Zongzong Jiang, look, it's not easy to be your brother."

Listening to Jin Guangyao, Wei Wuxian was alert. Jiang Cheng yelled at him: "Master Jin, wouldn't it be easier to be your righteous brother!"

Jin Guangyao completely ignored whether Jiang Cheng was listening to him, and said, "Secretary Jiang, I heard that you had a quarrel yesterday in Lianhuawu for no reason, holding the sabre used by the ancestors of Yiling everywhere. Run, everybody is called. "

Jiang Cheng's expression suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Wei Wuxian sat up suddenly from Lan Wangji's arms, and his heartbeat was also a sudden meal. There was a voice in his brain: "My sabre? Is it casual? I just throw Wenning there. No, yesterday I did n’t see him holding it yesterday ... Why did it fall into Jiang Cheng ’s hands? Why did Jiang Cheng want others to pull the sword? Did he pull it himself? "

Being tense, Lan Wangji reached out and stroked his back twice, and Wei Wuxian was a little calmer. Seeing Jiang Cheng's sudden silence, Jin Guangyao's eyes let go, saying: "I still heard that no one can pull out the sword, but you pulled it out yourself. This is strange, as early as 13 years ago When I collected this sword, it was sealed. Except for the ancestor of Yiling, no one can pull it out ... "

Jiang Cheng summoned Zidian and Sandu together, angrily: "You shut up for me!"

Jin Guangyao said with a self-study smile: "So I remembered that Wei Young Master was really arrogant, no sabers everywhere, and I always find different excuses. I always have It ’s very strange, what do you think? "

Jiang Cheng growled, "What on earth do you want to say?!"

Jin Guangyao yells out, "Jiang Jiang, you are truly amazing. The youngest homeowner has rebuilt Yunmeng Jiang with one person. I admire it very much. But I remember that you have never been better than anything. Yes, can you please tell me how did you counterattack after the shooting of the sun? Did you take some panacea! "

The word "Jindan" is clear and sharp. Jiang Cheng ’s five senses are almost out of position, and the purple electricity also emits dangerous white light. Under the chaos of mind, there is a flaw in the action.

Jin Guangyao waited for the flaw in this moment, throwing out the hidden strings for a long time. Jiang Cheng immediately returned to meet him, and the purple electric wire and strings were entangled. Jin Guangyao felt a numbness in his palms and immediately withdrew. However, he immediately chuckled and waved another string in his left hand, attacking Wei Wuxian!

Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank sharply, and he split his hand and turned the direction of the purple electricity to intercept the string. Jin Ling lost her voice: "Be careful!"

Jin Guangyao took the opportunity to pull out the sabre that had been wrapped around his waist and pierced Jiang Cheng's heart!

Jiang Cheng covered his chest with a pale face. Blood poured from his fingers, quickly dipping his chest into a purple-black color. After the purple electric wire intercepted the string, it instantly turned back into the silver ring and put it back on his hand. When the owner loses too much blood or is seriously injured, the spirit consciousness will consciously recover the form with the least loss. Taking this opportunity, Jin Guangyao rushed forward, sealed his veins twice, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his soft sword, and wrapped it around his waist.

Jin Ling has already rushed forward to support Jiang Cheng, Lan Xichen sighed: "Do not disturb, help him sit down slowly."