The Founder of Diabolism: 7 | Arrogant third 2

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It's getting late, and it's time to hold a torch to advance in the forest. Wei Wuxian walked for a while, but did not meet a few monks. He was quite surprised: In the family of Mo Feilai, one group continued to talk and argue on the paper in the town of Buddha's foot, and the other group was helpless and defeated like the talented one.

Suddenly, there was a call for help in front.

"Come here!"

"What a life!"

This voice is both male and female, full of panic, and it doesn't seem to be false. Eighty-nine percent of the calls for help in the barren mountains and ridges are evil spirits, leading uninformed people to the trap. Wei Wuxian was very happy.

The more evil the better, the less afraid!

He drove the donkey to the sound, but he didn't look up, but it wasn't a goblin ghost. It was the family retail villager that he had met on the side of Tian Yan before, hanging from a tree by a golden net. .

The middle-aged man originally patrolled the mountains with his descendants and did not meet the prey they wanted, but he stepped on a net set by some rich man, and was hung from the tree. When I saw someone coming, I was overjoyed, but when I looked like a lunatic, I was disappointed. Although this Xianxian net net rope is thin, the materials are first-rate and unbreakable. Once caught, you will have to toss for a while. Unless it is cut by a better fairy. Don't say this lunatic let them down, I'm afraid I don't even know what it is.

I was trying to ask him to find someone to help him, and the sound of light branches and leaves was approaching, and a boy in a light-colored light shirt was looted from the black mountain forest.

This little Young Master has a bit of dandelion between her eyebrows. She is a bit mean and very young. She is about the same as Lan Sizhui. She is still a half-old child. She has a feather arrow and a golden sword. She is holding it. longbow. The embroidery on the clothes is exquisite and embarrassing. It forms a magnificent white peony on the chest, and the golden threads are shimmering in the night.

Wei Wuxian sighed "rich!"

This must be a little Young Master from Lanling King's. Only his family, with white peony as the family pattern, compares the colors of the country, the king of flowers, and secretly advertises himself as the king of immortals; with cinnabar credits, it means "Qi Zhimingzhi, Zhu Guangyao."

This little Young Master originally intended to shoot, but saw that Xianxian Net was living in a person. After disappointment, it suddenly turned into impatience: "Every time you are idiots. There are more than four hundred ties in this mountain. Xianwang, the prey has not been caught yet, already has smashed a dozen of you! "

What Wei Wuxian thinks about is: "Rich!"

A bound fairy net is very valuable. He even drew more than four hundred sheets in one breath. The smaller family must be sold out, and it is indeed the Lanling Jin Family. However, this kind of abuse of the bound fairy net, no difference in catching, where is hunting at night, is clearly catching people, not giving others a chance to share a cup of tea. It seems that the monks who had been withdrawn earlier were not because of the prey's quarrel, but because of the difficulty of being famous.

I walked along the road for a few days, and then I listened to it with interest in the foot town of Buddhism. Over the years, the ups and downs of the cultivation world, Wei Wuxian also heard a lot. As the ultimate winner of the centuries-old scree, the Kings of Lanling are now leading the family, and even the homeowners are known as "Xiandu". Jin's family style was originally proud and lavish and luxurious. He has been high above all these years, and his family is strong. He has also raised all the brethren's brethren. Even if the family is humiliated, he can only swallow it. One hundred households couldn't afford to mess with it, so although the young man's words were mean, the people hanging in the net flushed, but he didn't dare to scold. The middle-aged man whispered down the airway: "Please make it easy for the little Young Master, let us down."

The boy is anxious prey hesitant to show up. He just spit his anger on these savages and hugged, "You just hang here, you can get away with it, and it's bothering me! I caught the soul-eater, and I think of you and let you down. "

I was really hung from the tree like this for a night, and if I happened to meet the thing wandering in the Great Fan Mountain, they couldn't move again, but only the soul was sucked. The round-faced girl who gave Apple to Wei Wuxian was terrified and cried. Wei Wuxian originally sat cross-legged on the back of the flower donkey. When the flower donkey heard the cry, his ears shook, and he suddenly choked out.

I heard a long beep when I walked out. If it wasn't too loud, the unstoppable bravery would not be ridiculed to say that it is a good horse. Wei Wuxian was caught off guard from his back and almost fell to pieces. Hua Donkey's big head rushed forward to the young man, seemingly convinced that he could fly him with his head. The boy was still holding an arrow and was pulling at it. Wei Wuxian didn't want to find a new mount so fast, and he tried to pull his reins. The boy looked at him twice, but suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and immediately turned into disdain, and said, "It was you."

In this tone, he was surprised by two points and disgusted by eight points. He heard Wei Wuxian blink. The young man said again, "Why, are you crazy after being driven back to your hometown? Paint this ghost and dare to show you out!"

He seems to have heard something amazing? !!

Did-Wei Wuxian patted his thigh. Isn't Mo Xuanyu's father the owner of any small school, but the famous Jin Guangshan? !!

Jin Guangshan is the owner of the previous generation of the Jin family in Lanling and has long since died. Speaking of this man is difficult to say. He had a great wife with a great family background. He was afraid of his reputation, but he was afraid of being afraid. The woman still had to do the right thing. Madam King could n’t follow him for twelve hours a day, so she became famous. Yuan, the prostitutes who go down to the countryside, don't miss it. And although he loves to wander around, and has a lot of illegitimate children, he is easy to like the new and hate the old. He is completely tired of women, and has no sense of responsibility. Among the many illegitimate children, only one person was exceptionally bright and was recognized back. It is Jin Guangyao, the current owner of the Jin family in Lanling. Moreover, Jin Guangshan was not even glorious even when he died. He is confident that he should be strong and strong, challenge himself, and fool around with a group of women, but unfortunately fail immediately. This is too difficult to teach, so Lanling Jin's unanimously declared that the old suzerain was overworked, so everyone in the family didn't tell it, pretending not to know. In short, these are the real reasons for his "famous name".

In the original mass grave, in addition to Jiang Cheng, even the second copy of Jin Guangshan contributed a lot. Now Wei Wuxian has occupied the house of his illegitimate son, and I really don't know how to calculate this account.

The boy saw him in a daze, annoyed in his heart, and said, "You can't get out of here! I'm sick of seeing you. I'm dead."

In terms of seniority, Mo Xuanyu may even be an elder such as this young uncle and uncle. He should be humiliated by a junior. Wei Wuxian thinks that even if it is not for himself, for the body of Mo Xuanyu To go back in shame, say: "I really have a mother and no mother."

On hearing this sentence, two clusters of angry flames flashed in the young man's eyes. He pulled out the sword on his back and said, "What are you talking about?"

The golden body of the sword is a rare sword, and many families have not been able to touch the edge of these swords in a lifetime. Wei Wuxian took a closer look, and actually felt that the sword was familiar, but the golden swordman's top-quality sword he had seen was not small, so he did not think about it, but turned to a small cloth in his hands. bag.

This is a "locking pouch" he picked up a few scraps of scraps the other day. The young man chopped his sword at him, and he took a small piece of paper cut out of the locker's pouch, avoided it, and slammed it on the back of his opponent with his backhand.

The young man's movement is already very fast, but Wei Wuxian's feet tripped on the back of the man to do a lot of things, his hands and feet are faster. The teenager only felt that the vest was numb, and his back sank. The whole man could not help but fell to the ground, and the sword fell to the side. He couldn't get up even if he tried hard, as if Mount Tai was on top. A gluttonous ghost lay on his back, holding him breathless. Although the little ghost is weak, it's nothing to deal with this kind of hair child. Wei Wuxian picked up his sword, stunned it, and cut off the upper bound fairy net with a wave.

The family fell into the wolf, without a word, hurried and fled. The round-faced girl seemed to want to thank her and was pulled away by her elders. I'm afraid to say a few more words that the golden Young Master hates more. The young man on the ground said angrily: "Okay, oh, you, low-spirited cultivation does not accomplish this evil way, you beware of me! Do you know who is here today? Today I ..."

Wei Wuxian said with no sincerity: "Ah! I'm so scared!"

Although his previous practice method has been criticized, it has been harmful to the practitioner ’s body for a long time, but it has quick results and is not limited by spiritual power and talent. Therefore, he is extremely tempting and eager to take shortcuts. There is no shortage of people who practice in private. The young man thought that Mo Xuanyu had gone out of the way after being driven out of the Jin family in Lanling. This suspicion is reasonable and saves Wu Wuxian many unnecessary troubles.

The young boy supported the ground and could n’t get up after trying a few times. His face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth, "If you do n’t withdraw, tell me, you wait for death!"

Wei Wuxian curiously said, "Why are you not a father? Who are you?"

Suddenly a voice sounded behind me, three points cold and seven minutes cold:

"He is me, do you have any last words?"

When he heard this voice, Wei Wuxian's whole body blood seemed to have rushed to his head, and then faded away again. Fortunately, his face was originally a pale white, and it was normal to be whiter.

A young man in purple clothes walked in a short robe with an arrow sleeve and a hand pressed on the sword's hilt. A silver bell hung from his waist, but he could not hear the bell when walking.

The young man's eyebrows are thin and bright, his appearance is a kind of sharp and handsome, his eyes are deep, with a faint sense of attack, and he looks like two cold electricity. After walking ten steps away from Wei Wuxian, he stood still, looking like a sharp arrow on the string, ready to go, even showing his arrogance.

He frowned: "Jin Ling, why have you spent so long, and still I need to come over and ask you to go back? Make this ugly look, don't get up!"

After the initial numbness in the brain passed, Wei Wuxian quickly returned to his soul, hooked his fingers in his sleeve, and withdrew the paper man. Jin Ling felt a loose on her back, immediately grabbed her sword and crawled up, flashed to Jiang Cheng, pointed to Wei Wuxian and cursed: "I want to interrupt your leg!"

The two of them stood together, faintly seeing two or three points in the eyebrows, like two brothers. Jiang Cheng moved his finger, and the piece of paper slipped out of Wei Wuxian's fingers, flying into his hands. He glanced at him, a burst of suffocation in his eyes, his fingers pressed hard, and the paper flared into flames, burning to ashes in the screams of the ghosts.

Jiang Chengsen said, "Broken his leg? Didn't I tell you that when I met such a devil's crooked path, he killed your dog!"

Wei Wuxian didn't even care about the donkey and flew back. He thought that after many years, even if Jiang Cheng hated him so much, it should be gone. Unexpectedly, there is no such cheap, instead of dissipating, but the longer and thicker like the old age, already is now angry at those who effectively imitate him!

Someone is guarding behind him. Jin Ling's sword is more fierce this time. Wei Wuxian's **** pierced into the locker's sac, waiting for action. A blue sword light swept out like lightning, and collided with Jin Ling's sword to directly beat the golden light of this top-grade fairy sword instantly.

It's not because the sword is high, it's the difference in strength between sword holders. Wei Wuxian was in a good time, but he didn't want to be disturbed by the swordman's pace. He shuddered and fluttered to the ground before a pair of white boots. For a moment, he looked up slowly.

The first thing that catches my eye is a slender blade edge that is as clear as ice.

Among the hundreds of schools, this sword is famous, and Wei Wuxian also taught it countless times when fighting side by side and drawing his sword. The hilt is forged from sterling silver refined by dense method. The sword body is extremely thin, clear and transparent, exuding ice and snow, but cut iron like mud. Therefore, the entire sword looks light and Immortal Qi elegant. It is so heavy that the idle generation cannot even swing at all.

—— "Avoid dust".

blade edge turned upside down, and Wei Wuxian heard the sound of scabbard overhead. At the same time, Jiang Cheng's voice came far away: "Who is my Tao. It turned out to be Lan Er Young Master."

This pair of white boots bypassed Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian raised his head. Passing by with it, he seemed to stare at him unintentionally for a moment.

Lairen is full of practiced moonlight, carrying a seven-stringed guqin, which is narrower than ordinary guqin, with a black body and soft wood.

The man is wearing a moire forehead, fair-skinned, handsome and elegant. The color of the eyes was very pale, like Liuli, making his eyes look too indifferent. There is a meaning of frost and snow between the looks, which is almost a stereotype, even if you see Wei Wuxian's ridiculous face now.

From head to toe, spotless, meticulous, can't find a place to be ill-suited, which is so. Wei Wuxian still pops out four big words in his heart:

"Pima and filial piety!"

It's really Pima Daixiao. Ren Gejia blew Gu Su Lan's school uniforms for many days, and he was regarded as the most beautiful school uniform. He praised Lan Wangji as a beautiful man who has been unparalleled in the world for hundreds of years. He couldn't hold his face alive. The bitter feud of the dead wife.

Unfavorable years, the path of the enemy is narrow. Blessings are unparalleled.

Lan Wangji said nothing, didn't squint, stood quietly opposite Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng has been extremely outstanding and handsome, but standing face to face with him, he was a little bit inferior, impetuous, and raised his eyebrows, "Han Guangjun really deserves the beauty of 'when there is chaos.' Name, why do you have time to come to this old forest in the mountains today? "

Aristocratic Family immortals like them are generally dismissive of the evil prey of low grade, but Lan Wangji is an exception. He never chooses the night hunting object, nor will he not come because the monster is not fierce enough to kill him. As long as someone asks for help, he will come, and he has been like this since he was young. Therefore, "every time when there is chaos" is the world's evaluation of Han Guangjun's night hunting trip, and also praises his character. At this time, Jiang Cheng said it in such a tone. It was not very polite. Lan Wang followed a group of juniors from his house. After hearing it, he felt strange and uncomfortable. Lan Jingyi said straightly, "Jiang Zongzhu is not here, too ? "

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Well, the elders talk, you have to intervene? Gu Sulan's self-initiated family from Xianmen, this is how the children of the tribe were taught."

Lan Wangji didn't seem to want to talk to him. He took a look at Lan Si, and the latter would understand. Then let the junior talk to the junior and get out of the queue, saying to Jin Ling: "Jin Young Master, night hunting has always been fair competition among all companies. However, the gold Young Master cast a net around the Great Fan Mountain, making it difficult for monks of other families to fall into the trap, wouldn't already violate the rules of night hunting? "

Jin Ling's cold expression and what he carved out of a mold: "They are stupid, step on the trap, what can I do. Anything will wait until I catch the prey."

Lan Wangji frowned. Jin Ling had to talk, and suddenly found that she couldn't speak, and her throat couldn't make any sound, and she was frightened. At the first glance of Jiang Cheng, Jin Ling's upper and lower lips were stuck and usually could not be separated, and her face was thin and angry. The reluctant etiquette previously was also gone: "Surname is blue! What do you mean, Jin Ling is still alive. Before you come to discipline, unlock me! "

This taboo is used by the Lan family to punish the children of the wrong tribe. Wei Wuxian has not eaten the disadvantages of this little trick. Although it is not a complicated and advanced spell, non-Lan family members cannot solve it. If you want to talk forcefully, either your upper and lower lips are torn, or your throat is hoarse for a few days, you must shut up and be quiet and introspective until you pass the punishment time. Lan Si chased: "Jiang Zong doesn't need to be angry. As long as he doesn't break the forcible technique, a stick of incense will be unlocked automatically."

Jiang Cheng hasn't spoken yet, Lin Zhong came to a purple-clad man dressed in Jiang's suit and shouted, "Sect master!" Goodbye Lan Wangji stood here, his face hesitant. Jiang Chengyi said sarcastically, "Say, what bad news is going to be reported to me?"

The Keqing whispered: "Not long ago, a blue flying sword destroyed the fairy net you arranged."

Jiang Cheng took a look at Lan Wangji, and the unhappiness in his heart was directly exposed to his face, saying: "How many are broken?"

The Keqing carefully said, "... all ..."

More than four hundred!

Jiang Cheng was very annoyed.

Unexpectedly, this trip is so obscure. Originally, he came to help Jin Ling. This year Jin Ling will be fifteen. It's the age when he and his juniors in the family should join the ranks. Jiang Cheng carefully screened him before selecting the hunting grounds of Dafanshan, casting nets and intimidating other family monks, and teaching them to step back and retreat. In order to let Jin Ling take the lead and prevent others from following him grab. More than 400 Zhangxianxian nets, despite their sky-high prices, are nothing to Yunmeng Jiang's family. Kewang destroys small things and loses face. Lan Wangji acted in this way, Jiang Cheng only felt a bite of anger and hovered his heart, rising higher. He squinted his eyes, rubbing his left hand intentionally or unintentionally on the ring of his right index finger.

This is a dangerous move.

Everyone knows that the ring is a terrible magic weapon. Once the owner of the Jiang family started to touch it, it was intentional.

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