The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 8: Arrogant Third 3

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Without a moment, Jiang Cheng restrained the slightest hostility.

Although he is unhappy, as the master of the door, he also has more considerations and cannot be as impulsive as a kid like Jin Ling.

Since the decline of Nie's family in Qinghe, the three major families in the field of self-cultivation are now standing. Jin Lan and Jin Lan were close to each other because of their personal relationship. He independently controlled Yunmeng Jiang's family, and can be said to be isolated among the three. Although Lan Zhan was not the head of the Lan family, he was a famous celebrity in Xianmen. He had high prestige and was always in harmony with the family owner. Can not tear the skin, it is best not to tear the skin.

Come again, Jiang Cheng ’s Sabre “Three Poisons” and Lan Zhan ’s Sabre ’s “Dust Avoidance” have never confronted each other. It ’s unclear who killed the deer; although he has this treasure ring “purple electricity” in his hand, Lan Zhan That "forgotten machine" piano also has a huge reputation. What Jiang Cheng can't tolerate is falling into the wind. Without confidence, he will never rush.

Thinking about this section, he slowly withdrew the left hand of Capricorn's ring.

It seems that Lan Wangji has made up his mind to intervene in this matter, and it is not convenient for him to be a wicked person. For the time being, write down this, there will be more opportunities to liquidate back with this person in the future. Jiang Cheng made a trade-off and turned around to see Jin Ling still covering his mouth indignantly, and said, "Han Guangjun will punish you, and you will be disciplined by him. It is not easy to manage it on the heads of other juniors." /

Lan Wangji never argues fast, never hears it. His words were thorny, and he turned again: "What are you standing for, waiting for the soul-eater to come over and insert it yourself | on your sword? If you can't win this soul-eater, you don't have to come to me in the future!"

Jin Ling gave Wei Wuxian a stern glance, but he didn't dare to stare at his forgotten Lan Wangji, closed his sword and sheathed, saluted the two elders, and retreated with a bow. Lan Si chased: "The lord of Jiang, the Xian net that was destroyed, Gu Lan will return it as much as possible."

Jiang Cheng sneered: "No need." I chose the opposite direction and walked down the mountain. The subordinates snorted behind them to keep up, knowing that going back would inevitably lead to punishment and frown.

When their figures disappeared, Lan Jingyi said, "How is this lord Jiang!" I thought of the Lan family tutor after speaking, and there was no right or wrong behind him. He looked at Han Guangjun in shock and closed his eyes. Lan Sizhui smiled at Wei Wuxian and said, "Mo Young Master, we have met again."

Wei Wuxian shouted. Lan Wangji said, the instructions were concise and clear, and the rhetoric was not gorgeous: "Go work."

Some juniors then remembered what Da Fanshan did, and put away other thoughts, respectful and respectful of Han Guangjun's other teachings. Lan Wangji said, "Do your best. Don't be stubborn."

The voice is low and magnetic. If you get close, you must hear the tremor of the heart. The juniors should be rude, not afraid to stay, and walked deep into the mountains and forests. Wei Wuxian said that Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan were really different people. They even said the opposite to his junior, but saw that Lan Wangji nodded to him with a faint hint.

Lan Zhan has had a serious toothache since he was young, serious and rigid, as if he had never been lively, he could not rub a bit of sand in his eyes. Nothing about Wei Wuxian's practice has ever looked good. Lan Sizhui should have informed him about Mojiazhuang. Knowing that he was practicing evil roads, he still nodded to him. He wanted to thank his Mojiazhuang for helping the Lanjia juniors to solve the problem. Wei Wuxian had hardly received such a treatment, and paid a gift without hesitation. When he looked up again, the back of Lan Wangji had disappeared.

A pause, he walked down the mountain.

Soul Eater in the Great Fan Mountain, he can't do it anymore. After all, he won't compete with Jin Ling.

It turned out to be Jin Ling.

With so many children in the Jin Clan of Lanling, he did not expect that he encountered Jin Ling. If he knew, how could he ridicule him for having a mother and no mother? If someone else said this to Jin Ling, he would teach the person what the trouble is. But he said so.

Since standing for a moment, Wei Wuxian slaps himself with his hand.

The bushes learned everything, Wei Wuxian's slap was very hard, his right face was hot, and he suddenly glanced at the head of a flower donkey, and lowered his hand. The donkey stung over, Wei Wuxian yanked its long ears, and smiled bitterly: "You want a hero to save the beauty, but let me go to see justice."

The flower donkey is humming, and at the end of the hillside, a wave of monks comes up. After more than 400 Zhangxianxian nets were chopped by Lan Wangji, the monks who had been walking in the town of Buddhism all swarmed up again. Wei Wuxian thought about it for a moment, or whether to beat them down again, after thinking about it, he gave way silently.

This group of mixed children complain as they walk:

"This Jin Xiao Young Master, Jin family and Jiang family are so used to him, so young and so domineering, if you let him take over the Lanling Jin family in the future, the world of cultivation must not be sky-high. Let us not live. It's up! "

Wei Wuxian slowed down.

A soft-hearted female monk said: "How can the Jin family and Jiang Cheng not get used to him? Then the parents of the pee will almost die if they die, and they will survive if they lose their lives."

"What about the death of both parents? In the world, more parents have died. Everyone is as virtuous as him. That's OK!"

"This Wei Wuxian really has to go. Jin Ling's mother is his sister and sister of Jiang Mei, Jiang Cheng's sister."

"Who told him that he was too eager for Jiang, and he married him again, the Golden Golden Xuan, which is known to him."

"Why Wu Weixian has a holiday with anyone ..."

"Who else?"

"Han Guangjun! Everyone is tired of each other, and everyone knows them. They used to practice in the same class when they were young, and it is said that they were intolerable at that time."

"So, it ’s really enemies all over the world, and the sky is full of resentment. Thanks to Han Guangjun this time, otherwise this time I can only look forward to‘ Van ’sigh…”

Walking for a while, the sound of the water from the Xi River flows into Wei Wuxian's ears.

This was something he never heard when he came. Only then did Wei Wuxian realize that he had gone the wrong way down the mountain and turned to another road.

He took the donkey and came to the stream. At the tip of the moon, there were no branches and leaves covering the bank of the river, and it was covered with frost. In the reflection of the stream, he saw a hazy face, unpredictable with the current. I can't imagine it, but I can imagine what a funny face it is.

He slaps on the water with a fierce palm and breaks the face.

The person reflected in the water is not him.

Wei Wuxian lifted up the palm of his hand, facing the stream, and wiped away the whitewash who was laughing at it.

Not unbearable. After all, when making a choice, it is already very clear what road will be faced in the future. Just remember what Yunmeng Jiang taught him, and remember that family motto— "knowing what you can't do".

I just thought that I was a hard rock, but after all, people are not plants.

The flower donkey seems to know that he is in a bad mood at the moment, and he screams impatiently, quiet for a moment, and flicks away. Wei Wuxian sat beside the stream and did nothing. It looked back and fell off the hoof. Wei Wuxian still ignored.

The flower donkey came back suddenly, biting Wei Wuxian's placket with his teeth and pulling.

It ’s okay to walk or not. Since all the bites are used, Wei Wuxian goes with it. The flower donkey dragged him under a few trees and circled a field of grass. Lying in the grass was a Qiankun bag. A broken gold net hung above it, and it must have been the unfortunate monk who had fallen free. Wei Wuxian picked up the bag and opened it for a look. There were a lot of miscellaneous objects in it, such as wine gourds, runes, and demon mirrors. He reached in and took it out, grabbing it out of the way, and suddenly, there was a flame in his hand.

A spell is burning. This spell is called burning yin, as the name suggests uses yin as fuel. It will automatically ignite when yin is encountered. The stronger the yin, the stronger the burning. As soon as it was taken out, it burned, indicating that there was a ghost not far from Wei Wuxian.

At the sight of the fire, Wei Wuxian watched the alert, held it, and tested the position. When turned to the east, the fire fainted, and to the west, the flames slammed violently. He took a few steps towards this side and saw a white cricket figure appearing under a tree.

The rune paper is burnt out, and Ember Mars falls from his fingertips. An old man, with his back to him, was muttering.

Which soul has lost the soul? Wei Wuxian approached slowly, and the old man muttered clearly.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Wei Wuxian asked, "Where does it hurt?"

The old man replied, "Head, head. My head."

Wei Wuxian said, "Let me see."

He took a few steps to the side, and from this position, he could just see that the old man's forehead had a big blood-red hole. It seems to be a dead soul, and it has been dead for at least ten years, and most of them were killed by murder or murder. Wearing a shroud on his body, he was quite gorgeous, indicating that he had been buried properly. It should not be a lost soul.

Wei Wuxian's Mei Feng Xuan rises.

There should never be such a ghostly dead soul appearing on this Great Brahma.

He couldn't figure out the unreasonable point, but felt bad, jumped on the back of the donkey, patted it, drank, and urged him to chase Jin Ling and others into the mountain.

There are many monks hovering near the ancient tombs, hoping to guard the rabbits. There was a bold wave of the Zhaoyin flag, but only a group of women and their souls who wore shrouds and wobbled the earth. Wei Wuxian grabbed the rope, glanced around, and asked aloud: "Excuse me, take a word. Where have the Jinjia Xiao Young Master and the Lan family gone?"

A monk replied, "They have left this place and gone to the Temple of Heaven."

Wei Wuxian: "Tiannv Temple?"

The round-faced girl showed him the way: "There. It's a cave shrine on this mountain."

Wei Wuxian asked, "Which **** is there in the shrine?"

The girl with a round face said, "Okay, it seems to be a natural stone goddess."

Wei Wuxian first said, "Thank you."

The rural retailer heard that the Xianxian network had been broken in all, and then quietly slipped up and was among the night patrols. The middle-aged man was familiar with this man. He looked at the clothes and that fangs donkey, like the madman who saved them just now. It was so embarrassing that he did n’t talk. Then he asked the niece: Right? "

After removing all the gibberish makeup on my face, I completely changed someone!

One hundred thousand in a hurry, Wei Wuxian rushed to the Temple of Heaven.

The lazy man marries a relative, Tian Lei splits the coffin, the fiance, the father and the daughter have been lost by the wolf, the gorgeous shrouds ... like a bead, are connected into a complete line.

It's no wonder that Fengxiepan can't point out the direction, and Zhaoyin Banner won't work. They all underestimated what was in this great van Gogh.

It is by no means a soul-eater, not a soul-eater!