[Magic Way Patriarch] Rouxiang Bayonet

Chapter 8

Wei Wuxian didn't run away as Jiang Cheng said, firstly, Jiang Cheng couldn't beat him at all, and secondly, he suffered internal injuries from Lan Wangji's piano sound, and stayed at the inn to rest.

He didn't expect the heavy piano sound to be so powerful, and he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back. He had cultivated for more than ten days before he came out.

As soon as they came out, they spread everywhere that the Jin family would unite with the Jiang family to encircle and suppress Wei Wuxian again, and it was rumored that Wei Wuxian was only a few miles away.

Wei Wuxian's mind is damaged, but his mind is still clear, and he is fearless.

When I walked to the tavern, I should eat and drink, and my face seemed to be much rosier than before.

It's not arrogance. In the past, 3000 people escaped alone, and it is still possible now.

I used the remaining money to repair the flute that I had sharpened a few days ago. I wanted to put on a show or use it in a real crisis, but I didn’t want the streets and alleys to be covered with portraits of Yiling’s ancestors. Zu is really not a big man with fangs, but a handsome man.

Because the ancestor of Yiling has been out of breath for more than ten years, and it is rumored that his face is even more radiant. Even Hanguang Jun of Gusu Lan's family is not his opponent. It is passed on again and again, Wei Wuxian's appearance is very prominent, and the people behind are fast The hustle and bustle came over.

Wei WuXian found a place to stop in a dark and dense forest, flew directly to the tree, and saw the group of people approaching. I don't know how many people joined in the fun, even Jin Ling followed.

Wei Wuxian dropped the bottle from the tree after drinking, because in his life, he hit the stone and it was very loud at night.

Wei Wuxian jumped down, his eyes only drifted to Jin Ling, without saying a word, Jin Ling said, "I know you're not Wei Wuxian, that... that... I've already admitted that he is Wei Wuxian .”

Wei Wuxian said, "Thank you uncle for me, you know how to lie."

Jin Ling stared and said to himself, "Ah, is Mo Xuanyu a fake?"

Then the knife he stabbed was not the person who wished, but Mr. Hanguang believed that he was real, how could it be fake?Could it be that this Wei Wuxian with higher martial arts is the real Wei Wuxian?

The place itself is not far from the mass graves. Did he stop after walking for so long to lure people over on purpose to take revenge?

Lan Sizhui whispered to Jin Ling, "Jin Ling, I don't think he's a bad guy, they didn't do anything to us last time."

Jin Ling said: "Who knows? My uncle said that he is a high-ranking corpse who cannot be killed. To make this kind of person disappear into ashes must be a combination of several families."

Lan Jingyi said: "We definitely can't do it, or we don't want to get involved, especially you, Jin Ling, if Wei Wuxian is really your uncle."

Jin Ling remained silent.

There were three 40-year-old men present, but most of them were teenagers in their early twenties. They came here to become famous in the world, and thought that even if they didn't kill anyone, it was worth showing off if they chopped off their arms and legs.

Not knowing who started the attack, Wei WuXian didn't make a move out of the kindness left in his heart, but just kicked that person away.

Then the whole crowd swarmed up.

But everyone attacked but Jin Ling couldn't draw his sword, and Lan Sizhui didn't know the reason, so he wouldn't strike rashly.

Although Jin Ling had instilled hatred for Wei Wuxian in his brain since he was a child, no one could get close to him with dazzling moves.

Jin Ling said: "Lan Sizhui, don't you usually have a lot of tricks, now tell us what we should do?"

Lan Jingyi suddenly shouted: "SiZhui! Look!"

Several people looked over, and a large wave of walking corpses broke out of the ground, and the shouts were deafening.

Lan Sizhui: "Let's go, call HanGuang-Jun quickly."

Lan Sizhui led a group of people to search for someone.

Lan Wangji and Mo Xuanyu had already followed Baijia into the mass grave from the side.

Wei Ying saw the hurry of these juniors, Jin Ling almost tripped, Wei Ying quickly grabbed him and said, "Jin Ling, have you gotten into trouble again?"

Jin Ling got up and pretended nothing happened: "Mo Xuanyu! Don't touch me!"

Wei Ying smiled and grabbed his arm even tighter.

The more Jin Ling looked at it, the more he felt that this person was not like the evil god Wei Wuxian couldn't help but said, "Get out of here."

Lan Wangji patted Wei Ying's hand, "Ask first."

Wei Ying stroked his chin: "Sizhui, tell me."

Lan Sizhui spoke clearly and concisely.

Wei Ying laughed heartily, and said to Lan Wangji, "Hanguang-Jun, your child has also learned to lie, Yun Shen doesn't know what that is, what is it called, don't lie, haha, you will be punished.",

Lan Wangji's face was very serious: "This matter is true, I will tell you when I have time."

Wei Ying said, "HanGuang-Jun, do you mean there are two me?"

Lan Wangji: "I don't know, we need to find out."

Wei Ying whispered something into his ear, and Lan Wangji said, "Don't make trouble."

Jin Ling turned his head away from this side and said, "What should we do now, it's really Wei Wuxian, he must have lured the group of walking corpses here, he is so vicious, and his martial arts are so high, he will definitely kill everyone."

Before the words were finished, the mass grave was summoned by some kind of call, and all the corpses piled up underneath rushed out.

The descendants of the aristocratic family and the famous people had to deal with this group of corpses before they had time to kill the Yiling Patriarch.

And it's getting worse.

Wei Wuxian was evasive and refused to make a move at first, but all the immortal swords and sharp weapons of this group of people were killed by knives.

Finally went crazy.

Wen Ning was stopped by Lan Wangji before he arrived.

Wen Ning said intermittently: "Lan...Young Master."

Lan Wangji said coldly, "Wei Ying is not here."

Wen Ning: "Young Master Wei...call me..."

Lan Wangji said, "He didn't play the flute."

Wen Ning is a corpse, he only recognizes the summoner but not the real Wei Wuxian or Mo Xuanyu, he just feels that he is alone, although he is not under Lan Wangji's control, Mr. Wei has a very good friendship with him these days.

Lan Wangji let him go and left.

Lan Wangji didn't know who the opponent was, so he saved them all.The corpses in the mass grave suddenly broke through the ground, and he guessed that it must have something to do with the living corpse Wei Wuxian.

I wanted to kill him mercilessly, but I jumped into the air, only to find that Wei Wuxian was surrounded by hundreds of immortals inside, and thousands of walking corpses were attacking from the bardo forest outside.

Wei Wuxian's pale face, under the torch held by the fairy, turned rosy and real.

Crazy and fierce, fearless, just like in the memory of the past.

Lan Wangji was absent-minded for a moment, and found that dozens of swords had brushed against Wei Wuxian's body.

Wei Wuxian never thought that if he lived again, the ending would still be the same.

The tip of the sword had already touched the throat, and a huge blue flash of the knife galloped towards it. The huge spiritual power shocked the hilt of the sword in mid-air to the ground.

Wei Wuxian turned his head to look, and Lan Wangji slowly floated down.

When everyone saw Lan Wangji, they were silent for a while, probably because of their aura.

After a while the chirping and chirping went on and on.

Wei Wuxian glanced at him with the tip of his eyebrows, still indifferent.

Lan Wangji withdrew his sword and said, "He's not the ancestor of Yiling, he's gone."

No matter what the magic power was, Lan Wangji said that they had dispersed, and after everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they dispersed.

Wei Wuxian calmed down a little, and the group of corpses retreated slowly.

Wei Wuxian is grateful.

"Lan Zhan, thank you very much, I will report back in the future."

Lan Wangji turned around to leave, but didn't answer.

Wei Wuxian followed the past, experienced life and death just now, and now he immediately forgot all about it, Wei Wuxian said: "Lan Zhan, I thank you, did you hear that?"

As he spoke, he patted Lan Wangji on the shoulder.

Lan Wangji resisted very much: "Don't do anything."

Wei Wuxian was a little embarrassed, but still smiled: "Don't let me do it, and I did it many times, and still grabbed me and refused to let go."

Lan Wangji stopped in his tracks, still cold: "Don't follow me."

In the past, what did Lan Wangji not want him to do, but what did Wei Wuxian want to do? When was it before?

About five or six years ago, or according to your current time, it was more than ten years ago, almost 20 years ago.

Wei Wuxian stopped and didn't follow him, and whispered behind his back: "I didn't expect you to hate me so much after I became a dead body."

Lan Wangji walked away slowly, Wei Wuxian suddenly thought of something, and shouted loudly: "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan!"

Lan Wangji turned his head back, Wei Wuxian saw that he really turned his head, smiled, and finally didn't speak.