【Fellow of the Patriarch of the Demonic Dao】Third Young Master Lan

Chapter 18

Lan Yusheng was not angry.

He just felt that this little guy was used to being wild, so he had to hit him.

Lan Yusheng picked up the bowl and the bundle, turned and left without caring about the money on the ground.The young man raised his upper body and shouted: "A beggar, you are so courageous! Hit me!"

In an instant, a group of monks surrounded him.The onlookers watched the excitement, and many gasped, saying, "It's over, it's over, this person must die."

Lan Yusheng just felt so bored.

He helped the fox mask on his face and continued to walk, but was pushed hard.

The boy stood up and walked over with his hands behind his back.

Lan Yusheng had no choice but to take out a sword.

His previous saber, Liuli.

Although not as good as Zeling, Liuli is no less than Bichen's first-grade sword.In order to prevent recognition, Lan Yusheng wrapped a white cloth around the body and hilt of the sword to cover its original appearance.

This sword has not been out of its sheath for many years.Pull out/out again, but on this occasion.

When those people saw him take out the sword, they all showed contempt, but changed their faces in the next second.

The spiritual power attached to the sword is far beyond their comparison.

The young man snorted, with a look of contempt on his face, and said, "Trash."

As he spoke, he took a sword from one person and stabbed towards Lan Yusheng.

"Master!"

But Lan Yusheng saw that there was no spiritual power attached to the sword, but it was extremely powerful.Lan Yusheng withdrew his spiritual power and received the sword, but felt numbness in his arm, and immediately became serious.

Seeing that he and the young man had done more than a dozen moves, everyone was dazzled, and they all cheered up.

After a few moves, the boy suddenly opened Lan Yusheng's sword, and put the sword on Lan Yusheng's neck.

Lan Yusheng put away the glass, and blocked the sword's edge against his neck: "Are you healed?"

The young man threw the sword away, put his hands on his hips, and looked up at him, with a gleam of blackness in his brows: "It's been a long time ago!"

Lan Yusheng let out an "oh".

The boy smiled, opening and closing his mouth.Lan Yusheng distinguished a sentence: "Huang, you brat."

Lan Yusheng raised his eyebrows.

The boy waved his hand and left.

Lan Yusheng gave up the money on the ground and left to go to the mass grave.

The recent murderous corpses are always gathering restlessly, and he feels that it is necessary to go to the mass grave to have a look.

This walk is another four days.

Surrounded by corpses, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji frowned, "I've been negligent, I should have dragged Huang here."

Lan Wangji swept out with his sword, chopped off several murderous corpses at the waist, and said "Mmm".

He originally wanted to seal all the murderous corpses into the pool of blood, but this group of murderous corpses...there are too many!

Dozens of bloody corpses had already been turned into a puddle of minced meat, but not long after the killing was over, another batch of murderous corpses surged up.But the corpses in the mass grave are endless, if Jin Guangyao really mobilized all the corpses, then these are just a drop in the ocean!

Wei Wuxian's eyes were red, his physical strength was basically exhausted, and Lan Wangji's spiritual power was probably running low.He thought sadly: "Is it really going to be broken here?"

Bichen circled around a few times and cleared an open space.Wei Wuxian took advantage of these few seconds to rest, and suddenly saw Jin Ling coming in.

Wei Wuxian roared, "Jin Ling! Get out!"

But Jin Ling didn't even listen to his uncle's words, how could he listen to him?He pursed his lips and chopped off a few murderous corpses, pulled off a ring hanging around his neck, and put it on his hand.

Wei Wuxian watched Jin Ling's actions, wondering what he wanted to do.

He was about to chase people away again, when he saw Suihua burst into a burst of extremely dazzling white light.

Wei Wuxian squinted his eyes subconsciously, and saw Jin Ling yelled and swept out with a sword.

The sword energy drew a semicircle, and wherever it passed, all the murderous corpses were broken at the waist.A large group of murderous corpses were directly wiped out by Jin Ling!

Wei Wuxian's eyes widened, and even Lan Wangji was stunned.

The remaining half of the murderous corpses were torn apart by Wen Ning in an instant.The children of the family ran over and surrounded them.

After the sword was swept out, Suihua fell to the ground.Jin Ling squatted down while clutching his creaking arm, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time that the spiritual power in the ring was almost used up, Jin Ling was also injured by the powerful spiritual power that did not belong to him. His right hand hung limply, and his white sleeve was instantly stained red.

Wei Wuxian helped him put Suihua into the sheath, feeling tight in his chest.

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, but they didn't ask.Jiang Cheng ran over, saw Jin Ling's miserable state, his pupils shrank suddenly, and shouted, "Who told you to use it!"

Jin Ling panicked from the pain, and was extremely angry: "Why can't I use the things that others gave me?"

Jiang Cheng's chest heaved violently, but he didn't dare to hit him.Wei Wuxian silently backed away a little, and came to Lan Wangji's side, only to find that Lan Wangji's hands were shaking slightly.

"Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji glanced at him, then moved back, and said, "That spiritual power... belongs to Yu Sheng."

Wei Wuxian was stunned.

He said: "Spiritual power of the third son?"

Lan Wangji nodded, and said again: "That ring is a full moon gift from Yu Sheng to Jin Ling."

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a while, and seemed to understand a little bit.He suddenly remembered that Xiao Xingchen also had a piece of jade in his hand.

However, jade that can store spiritual power, and can store so much spiritual power, is unheard of.How did Lan Yusheng get it?Looking at Lan Wangji's expression, he didn't seem to know that there was Lan Yusheng's spiritual power in the ring.Then why did Lan Yusheng hide it from him?

Lan Wangji was very depressed.He took out a ring from his pocket and placed it carefully in the palm of his hand.

Different from Jin Ling's pure jade ring, this ring was shining silver, with a jade bead embedded in it, engraved with the family crest of Gusu Lan's family.Wei Wuxian took a closer look, and sighed that it was so ingenious.

This ring must have been given by Lan Yusheng.

Seeing Lan Wangji staring at the ring in a daze, Wei Wuxian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.He scratched his head, looking distressed.Lan Wangji soon put away the ring and the expression on his face, frowned, and looked towards the forest in the distance.

The scattered voices sounded from the woods again.

A new wave of murderous corpses.

This wave of murderous corpses is a little less than the previous wave.But everyone can barely stand up, if they bump into them, they will only be torn apart!

Just at this time, a flute sounded.Wei Wuxian looked up, smiling happily.

finally come!

Hearing the sound of the flute, everyone's first reaction was to go and see Wei Wuxian.However, Wei WuXian didn't have a flute in his hand, so everyone just watched blankly as the murderous corpses surrounded him retreated again, forgetting to cheer.

Lan Jingyi said, "It's Mr. Huang!"

Everyone followed his gaze and saw Lan Yusheng sitting on the roof of the cave at some point, with a black jade flute in his hand, stroking his fingers gently, the sound of the flute became clearer and more melodious.Seeing that the vicious corpses retreated, Lan Yusheng jumped down and walked to Jin Ling's side.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, frowning repeatedly.

Wei Wuxian walked up and asked, "How is it?"

Lan Yusheng squeezed Jin Ling's arm, which made Jin Ling yelp, and said, "It's okay, it's just a broken bone, it's just a matter of training for a while."

Hearing this, Wei WuXian heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Huang, thank you very much."

Lan Yusheng nodded.Seeing that Jiang Cheng's eyes were almost on Lan Yusheng's body, Wei WuXian on the side smiled, and said, "Jiang Cheng, why, don't you like those who practice ghosts?"

Jiang Cheng snorted coldly, and drove Jin Ling away.