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Xue Yang's chest was crossed by Lan Wangji's sword, not only the blood splashed on the spot, but the locker pouch he hid in his arms was also picked by the dustproof sword tip. Wei Wuxian could not see clearly, and said, "Xue Yang! What do you want him to give you back? Shuanghua? Shuanghua is not your sword, why do you say 'Give you back'? Do you want a face?"

Xue Yang laughed and laughed, "Senior Wei, you really have no mercy."

Wei Wuxian said: "laugh, you laugh. You can't spell Xiaoxing Dust's remnant if you laugh to death. People disgusted you, you have to pull him back to play games."

Xue Yang laughed suddenly and scolded: "Who wants to play games with him!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Then you kneel down and ask me to help you repair his soul."

How can Xue Yang, such a smart person, know that Wei Wuxian is deliberately disturbing his speech, the first makes him angry and distracted, and the second makes him yell, so that Lan Wangji can determine his position As a result of the attack, but could not help but take one sentence after another. He said in a vicious voice: "What? Huh! You don't know? I'm going to make him a corpse and be driven by me! Isn't he going to be a high-clean man? I will let him kill him forever, never rest!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Well? You hate him so much? Then why did you kill Chang Ping?"

Xue Yangxi laughed: "Why did I kill Chang Ping? Is it still necessary to ask, Yiling ancestors! Didn't I tell you? I said that I would kill the entire family of Changyang in Liyang, and no dog would give it to him. Stay! "

As soon as he speaks, he is reporting his position. The sound of the sword's body penetrating constantly sounds, but Xue Yang's ability to endure hurt and pain is different from ordinary people. Wei Wuxian has already seen it in empathy, even if he is With a sword in his belly, he can talk and laugh casually. Wei Wuxian added: "You have found a good reason, but unfortunately the time is not right. A person like you who has to pay back a thousand times will have to pay back so badly. How can you kill the family and delay it for several years? Why on earth did you kill Chang Ping, you know it yourself. "

Xue Yang said, "What do you know in my heart? What do I know?!"

The next sentence he growled. Wei Wuxian said, "If you kill, you kill. Why do you want to use the punishment of Ling Chi, which represents 'punishment'? If you are revenge for yourself, why use frost instead of your disaster? Why do you want it? Cut out Chang Ping's eyes to make him the same as Hyosung Dust? "

Xue Yang hoarsely exclaimed: "Nonsense! It's all nonsense! Isn't revenge me going to make him die comfortably?!"

Wei Wuxian said: "You are indeed revenge. But who are you revenge for? Funny. If you really want revenge, it is you who should be the last to be beaten!"

Two beeps, a sharp cracking sound coming from his face. Wei Wuxian remained motionless, Wen Ning flashed in front of him, and cut off two thorny skull nails flashing insidious black light. Xue Yang gave out a creepy laughter like a night owl, then stopped abruptly, fell silent, ignored him, and continued to fight with Lan Wangji in the mist. Wei Wuxian said, "This little hooligan has too much vitality. It feels like he can't feel the pain at all, and it doesn't matter where he is injured. As long as he says a few more words, Lan Zhan stabs him a few swords, I won't believe that he cut him He can still jump around with hands and feet. Unfortunately, he is not fooled! "

At this moment, a crisp sound of bamboo poles came from the fog.

The mind turns, Wei Wuxian yells, "Lan Zhan, the place where the bamboo sticks ring!"

Lan Wangji immediately issued a sword. Xue Yang grunted. After a few moments, the bamboo pole sounded in another place apart from a few feet away!

Lan Wangji continued to stab towards the source of the sound. Xue Yangsenran said: "Little blind man, you are behind me, aren't you afraid I crush you?"

Since being killed by Xue Yang, Grandma has been hiding in Tibet to prevent him from finding himself. Somehow, Xue Yang didn't care much about her lonely ghost, and seemed to think she was insignificant and not afraid. At this time, Grandma followed behind Xue Yang in the fog, banging on a bamboo pole, exposing his position, and guiding Lan Wangji in the direction of attack!

Xue Yang's body skills are extremely fast, and he appears in another place in an instant. However, Grandma also did not run slowly during her lifetime. After turning into a ghost, she stayed close to him, like a curse, clinging to his back, and struck her with a bamboo pole. The rattling sounds flickered far and wide, left and right, and left and right. And as soon as it rings, the dust-proof edge will follow!

Xue Yang was like a fish in the fog, but he could hide and sneak attack, but now he has to split his mind to deal with Grandma. He cursed, and threw his hand backwards and threw a rune, and it was this distraction, accompanied by the strange screams of Grandma, to prevent the dust from piercing his chest!

Although Grandma ’s ghost has been smashed by Xue Yang with a rune, and there is no bamboo pole knocking to expose his trace, but this sword already hits the point, Xue Yang can no longer be as ghostly and difficult to capture as before. !!

Smell of blood coughing in the fog. Wei Wuxian threw out an empty locker pouch and let it rescue the grandmother's soul. Xue Yang dragged a heavy step, took a few steps, swooped forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and growled, "Give me!"

Dust-proof blue light splits, Lan Wangji cuts off one of his arms neatly.

Blood spitting blood, Wei Wuxian has a large mist of white mist in front of him that has been stained red, the **** air is overwhelming, and the breath is full of moist rust, but he can't care about it, but he is busy Concentrate on searching, rescuing and absorbing the broken soul of Imam. On that end, although Xue Yang still did not utter a sore throat, there was a sound of heavy knees falling to the ground. He seemed to have lost too much blood, finally couldn't move, and fell to his knees.

Lan Wangji will call again to avoid dust, and next sword will directly cut Xue Yang's head off!

Who knows that at this moment, the blue flame suddenly burst into the sky in the white mist.

The spell of teleportation!

Wei Wuxian knew that the big event was not good, and ignored the danger in the mist, rushed to the past. Under this rush, it nearly slipped to the ground, where the bloodiest place was full of wet blood, all spewed from Xue Yang's broken arm.

However, Xue Yang's silhouette is gone.

Lan Wangji came over, Wei Wuxian said, "Gravedigger?"

Xue Yang has been hit by the dust, and lost one arm. Looking at the amount of bleeding, there is no doubt that there is no extra energy and spiritual power to use the teleporter. Lan Wangji nodded his head slightly, and said, "I stabbed the three swords of the gravedigger. I was able to capture them, and a large number of corpses struck to attack him.

Wei Wuxian calmly said: "The tomb digger already has a sword, but he will take Xue Yang's body at the expense of his power. I am afraid he also knows Xue Yang and knows his details. Take Xue Yang away. His body ... is to search for a tiger charm on him. "

It is said that after Xue Yang was "cleaned up" by Jin Guangyao, the Yin Tiger Rune was lost and disappeared. But now it seems that Yin Hu Fu Jiu has achieved him. Thousands of living, walking, and even corpse dwellers live in the city of Yicheng. It is difficult to control corpse poison or thorn skull nails alone. Only by using Yinhufu can we explain why Xue Yang can order them arbitrarily, make his words obey, and attack successively. He is suspicious and sly, and he will never place the Yinhufu in a place he can't see. He can always feel it when he hides on him. The gravedigger took his body, which was almost equivalent to taking the Yinhu Run.

This matter is not trivial, Wei Wuxian said solemnly: "This is the end of the matter, I can only hope that the power of the Yin Tiger Rune that Xue Yang recovered is limited."

At this moment, Lan Wangji threw something gently to him.

Wei Wuxian picked it up and said, "What?"

Lan Wangji said, "Right hand."

What he throws is a brand new bag for closing evil, Wei Wuxian now remembers the purpose of entering the righteous city, and his spirit is refreshed: "The right hand of a good brother?"

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

Under the obstacles of gravediggers, corpses, and blurred mist, Lan Wangji took the time to successfully find the right hand of the corpse. Wei Wuxian convinced himself to take it orally, touting it vigorously: "It is indeed Han Guangjun ! So we are one step ahead. Unfortunately, it is not the head. I want to see what a good brother looks like, but it ’s coming soon ... Where is Song Lan? "

After Xue Yang's body disappeared, the speed of the white mist flow became faster, it seemed a little thin, and the sight was not so difficult. Because of this, Wei Wuxian suddenly discovered that Song Lan was gone. Where he originally lay, only Wen Ning was still squatting on the ground, and looked at him side by side.

Lan Wangji put his hand on the dust-proof sword hilt just put in the sheath. Wei Wuxian said: "It's okay. Don't be vigilant. Song Lan, the corpse just now, he should have no intention of attack, otherwise Wen Ning wouldn't go off the alert. Presumably his sane already returned and left by himself. "

He blew a whistle gently, Wen Ning lowered his head and stood up, heard the sound backed away, his figure disappeared in the white mist. The sound of the chain dragging away gradually disappeared. Lan Wangji didn't say much, but calmly said, "Let's go."

They were preparing to take a step. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian said, "Wait."

He saw a solitary thing in the pool of blood.

A left hand that was cut off. Four fingers clenched tightly, missing a little finger.

The fist of this hand is very tight. Wei Wuxian crouched down, and with a lot of strength, he opened them one by one. After breaking open, I found a small sugar in my palm.

This sugar is slightly black and must not be eaten.

I was gripped too tightly, already was a bit broken.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji returned to Yizhuang together. The door was open. Sure enough, Song Lan stood next to the coffin where Xiaoxing Chen lay, looking down.

The children of Aristocratic Family all pulled out their swords, squeezed into a ball, and piled up side by side, staring vigilantly at the corpse that had attacked them before. Seeing Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji returning, such as amnesty, but She didn't dare yell, as if she was afraid to wake up or angered Song Lan. Wei Wuxian stepped into Yizhuang and introduced Lan Wangji: "Song Lan, Song Zichen."

Song Lan, standing by the coffin, looked up and turned to them. Lan Wangji lifted his clothes lightly and stepped over the high threshold gracefully, nodding slightly.

Song Lan's intellect has recovered, and Hitomi has fallen down. There are a pair of clear dark eyes in his eyes.

This pair of Hyosung Chen's eyes is full of unspeakable sadness.

So, you do n’t have to ask any more, Wei Wuxian knew. Driven by Xue Yang as a corpse, he saw everything and remembered everything.

Following up the question, and saying more, it is just helplessness and pain.

For a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian took out two equally small lockboxes and handed them to him, saying, "Hyosung is long, and the girl is a grandma."

Although Grandma is very scared of Xue Yang, just now, she still closely followed the murderer who killed her by hand, so that he could not get rid of it, and could not hide, until she was repelled by the sword and crossed the chest. . She was shot by Xue Yang with a poisonous spell, and Wei Wuxian picked up the West and tried everything to make it easy. Now it's broken in pieces, and it's almost the same as Hyosung Dust.

The two weak souls curled up in a locker's pouch, as if bumped a little harder, they would be scattered in the bag. Song Lan shook her hands slightly, took it over, and held them on the palm of her hand, not even daring to carry Suizi, for fear of shaking it.

Wei Wuxian said, "What do you plan to do, the body of Song Dao, the star of Hyosung?"

Song Lan carefully held the two lockboxes in one hand, and took out the snow flick with the other, and wrote two lines on the ground: "The body is cremated. The soul is safe."

Hyosung Dust ’s soul is broken like this, it must be impossible to return to the body, or the body is cremated. This body is scattered, leaving only a pure soul, slowly nurturing, or one day, it can return to the world.

Wei Wuxian nodded and said, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Song Lan wrote: "Negative frost, walk the world. Together with the stardust, remove the demons and destroy the evil."

Pause, and write: "Let him wake up and say sorry, it's not your fault."

This is what he failed to say to Hyosung Chen during his lifetime.

Yicheng's demon mist gradually dissipated, and the long streets and fork roads can be roughly seen. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian took a group of Aristocratic Family children out of this desolate ghost town. Song Lan said goodbye to them at the gate of the city.

He is still in the dark robe, all alone, carrying two swords, Shuanghua and Fuxue, and with two souls, Hyosung Chen and Imam, he embarked on another road.

Not the way they came to Uicheng.

Lan Si chased after looking at his back for a while, and said, "'Mingyue Qingfeng Xiaoxing Dust, Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen' ... I don't know if they are two of them, and there is no day to gather again." >

Wi Wuxian walked on the overgrown road, and just saw a grassland, and said, "At the beginning, Xiaoxing Dust and Grandma were here to save Xue Yang."

Lan Jingyi said: "This time you should always tell us, what did you see during empathy? How could that person be Xue Yang? Why did he pretend to be Xiaoxing?"

"And still, is that General Ghost just now? Where is General Ghost now? Why haven't you seen him yet? Is he still in the righteous city? Why does it suddenly appear?"

Wei Wuxian pretended not to hear the second question, and said, "Well, this is a very complicated story ..."

Walking all the way down, after he finished speaking, there was a sad cloud beside him, and no one remembered General Ghost.

Lan Jingyi was the first to cry, and said, "How can there be such a thing in the world!"

Jin Ling was furious: "That Xue Yang, scum! Scum! It's too cheap to die for him! If the fairy is here, I will let the fairy kill him!"

Wei Wuxian was terrified: If the fairy is here, he may be scared to death before Xue Yang is bitten.

The young boy who praised Grandma while peeping at the door cracked his chest and said, "Girl Grandma, Grandma Girl!"

Lan Jingyi cried loudly and was extremely morbid, but this time no one reminded him to be careful not to make a noise, because Lan Sichai's eyes were also red, and fortunately Lan Wangji did not ban him. As Lan Jingyi snotted and tears flowed, she proposed: "Let's burn some paper money for the head of Hyosung Dust and the girl of Grandma? Isn't there a village at the intersection? Let's buy something and sacrifice them."

Everyone agrees: "Good, good!"

Speaking to the village at the stone monument intersection, Lan Jingyi and Lan Si can't wait to run in, bought some messy incense, incense candles, red, yellow and yellow paper money, walked to the side, used earth and stones A brick was built like a windproof stove, and a group of teenagers squatted on the ground in a circle and began to burn paper money while burning their minds. Wei Wuxian was not very relaxed at first. He didn't even say a few words on the road. When he saw the situation, he couldn't help but said to Lan Wangji: "Han Guangjun, you see them doing this kind of thing at the door of others. Don't stop it. "

Lan Wangji said faintly, "Go stop it."

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay, I'll help you discipline."

He went and said, "I'm not mistaken? You are all children of Xianmen Aristocratic Family. Your father, mother, uncle and uncle haven't taught you. Can't the dead receive paper money? Everyone is dead. What kind of money do I need? I ca n’t receive it. And this is at the door of someone else ’s house, you are burning here ... ”

Lan Jingyi waved: "Go away and walk away, you're blocking the wind. You can't burn it, let alone you haven't died, how do you know that the dead can't receive paper money?"

Another teenager raised his face with tears and ashes, echoing, "Yeah. How do you know? In case you can receive it?"

Wi Wuxian muttered, "How do I know?"

Of course he knows!

In the ten years he died, he never received a piece of paper money!

Lan Jingyi inserted another knife in his heart: "Even if you can't receive it, it must be because nobody burned you."

Wi Wuxian asked himself, "How could that be? I just failed? No one would burn my paper money? Is it really because I did n’t receive it?"

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was impossible. Then he turned around and asked Lan Wangji quietly, "Han Guangjun, have you burned paper money for me? At least you burned it for me?"

Lan Wangji glanced at him, lowered his head and brushed a bit of paper dust on the bottom of his sleeve, and quietly looked into the distance, without a word.

Wei Wuxian looked at his face in peace, and said, "No, right?"

Really not? !!

At this time, a villager came over with a bow on his back, dissatisfied, "Why are you burning here? This is my doorstep, so awful!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Look, have you been scolded?"

These teenagers haven't done this kind of thing before. They don't know that it is unlucky to burn paper money in front of people. They apologize repeatedly. Lan Si quickly wiped her face and said, "Is this your door?"

The villager said, "Hey what do you kid say. My three generations live here, is n’t it my house or yours?"

Jin Ling was unhappy when he heard his tone. He got up and said, "What do you say?"

Wei Wuxian pressed his head and pressed it down. Lan Sizhuan said, "That's the case. Sorry, our question just means nothing else. We just passed this family last time, and we saw another hunter here. That's why we asked this question."

The villager said, "Another hunter? What another?"

He compares "three" and said: "My family has three generations of single pass! I am the only one without a brother! My father died early, and my daughter-in-law did not marry or have a baby. Where is the other hunter?"

Lan Jingyi said: "Yes!" He also stood up and said, "Strictly dressed, with a big hat, sitting down in your yard and bowing and arching, as if going to hunt immediately. ... when we got here, we asked him the way. That's the direction he pointed us to! "

The villager yelled: "Blind! Did you really see sitting in my yard? There is no one in my family! All the ghosts in Yicheng have beaten to death, show you the way? I want to kill you! You see a ghost! "

He spit in a few saliva, spit out his anger, shook his head and turned away, leaving only a group of teenagers to look at each other. Lan Jingyi was still defending: "It is indeed sitting in this yard, I remember very clearly ..."

Wei Wuxian said a few words to Lan Wangji and turned back: "Understand, you were led to Yicheng. The hunter who showed you the way was not a villager here, but he was speculative. Person posing. "

Jin Ling said: "Did you start from killing cats and throwing corpses all the way, and someone was deliberately leading us here? Is that fake hunter the one who did these things?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Eight | Nine are inseparable from ten."

Lan Sizhuo was puzzled, "Why did he spend so much time leading us to Yicheng?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I don't know yet, but you must be careful in the future. If you encounter such a weird thing, don't investigate it yourself, contact the family first, send more staff, and act together. Guangjun just happened to be in Yicheng, so your life is too small to be guaranteed. "

Think of what the consequences would be if they fell into the righteous city. Whether surrounded by corpses or facing the living demon Xue Yang, the situation was shuddering.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian took a group of Aristocratic Family children for a while, and when it was dark, they rushed to the city where they kept their dogs and donkeys.

The city is brightly lit and the voices are loud. Everyone felt like this: this is where the living people live.

Wei Wuxian opened his hands to the flower donkey and shouted, "Little Apple!"

Little Apple yelled at him angrily. Immediately, Wei Wuxian heard a bark of dogs and immediately rushed behind Lan Wang's body. The fairies also rushed over, one dog and one donkey facing each other, tusks each other.

Lan Wangji said, "Tethered. Eat."

He dragged a Wei Wuxian who was almost behind him, and walked to the second floor under the guidance of Cha Sheng. Jin Ling and others had to keep up, but Lan Wangji turned his back and glanced at them with an unclear meaning. Lan Sizhui immediately said to other people: "If the long seat and the young seat are to be separated, let's stay on the first floor."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, and continued to walk upwards indifferently. Jin Ling hesitated to stand on the stairs, unable to get up and down, Wei Wuxian turned back and grinned: "Adults and children should be separated. Some things you better not see."

Jin Ling pouted his lips and said, "Who wants to see!"

Lan Wangji instructed people to order a table for a group of Aristocratic Family children on the first floor. He and Wei Wuxian asked for a private room on the second floor and sat opposite each other.

Wei Wuxian said: "Han Guangjun, listen to me. Your family must not take responsibility for the aftermath of the righteous city. If a large city is to be cleaned up, it will consume a lot of money. It's very tricky. Shu Zhong is not the jurisdiction of Gu Sulan's. You click the juniors downstairs to see which ones they are. If you count on each of them, you should give your best. . "

Lan Wangji said: "It can be considered."

Wei Wuxian said: "Consider it carefully. Everyone likes to have prey rushed up, and pushes it around with responsibility. Today you have suffered from this loss, and you may not be able to lead you to understand your love. In the realm of more times, others feel that it is natural for you to take the lead in the event of trouble. This is the way things are in the world. "

Pause, he said again: "But it ’s unlucky. Uiseong is too remote. There is no observatory. Otherwise, Jin Lingsi will not chase them by mistake. Grandma girl and Hyosung dust. It will not take so many years to see the sun again. "

Xuanmen Aristocratic Family is large and small, mostly in the bustling capital of all directions, or the spiritual land of beautiful mountains and rivers. However, some remote and barren places do not have families willing to stay in town, and there are very few scattered repairs. There. As a result, when demons and riots occur in these places, local civilians are often miserable, and there is no way to ask for help. Jin Guangshan, the former head of Lanling Jin's family, was still there. Jin Guangyao had proposed this, but due to the huge consumption, Jin Guangshan also had no positive attitude to this. In addition, Lanling Jin's appeal was not strong enough at the time. Not taken seriously and left to rest.

After Jin Guangyao officially took over as the homeowner and ascended Xiandu, he began to mobilize and deploy manpower and material resources from each family and set out to implement the original vision. At first, the voice of opposition was soaring, and many people questioned that Lanling Jin's profited from this and was full. With a smile on his face, Jin Guangyao has been grinding for five years. In the past five years, he has formed alliances with countless people, and turned his face with countless people. More than 2,000 "lookouts".

These "observation decks" are located in these remote and barren places. Each of them is assigned with students who are transferred from various families. If there is a vision, act immediately. If it is not resolved, send a notification quickly and seek other families or casual repairs. s help. For example, the monks who came to the rescue asked for remuneration, and the locals could not afford it. The Lanling Jins raised each year was sufficient to cope.

All these are behind the ancestors of Yiling. The two passed several lookouts during their journey. Wei Wuxian heard the whole story from Lan Wangji. It is rumored that Jinlintai is preparing to build the second batch of observation decks, which will be expanded to three thousand to make its coverage wider. Although after the completion of these observation decks, due to their significant effectiveness, they were soon widely praised, but the voice of questioning and ridicule never ceased, and then there must be a mighty one to turn over.

After a while, the dishes come up and the wine comes up. Wei Wuxian glanced at the table seemingly casually, almost half of them were hot and spicy. He paid attention to Lan Wangji's lower chopsticks, and found that he moved mostly light dishes, and occasionally reached out to a bright red plate. The entrance was also unchanged, and his heart moved slightly. Lan Wangji noticed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong."

Wei Wuxian slowly poured a glass and said, "I want someone to drink with me."