"This." Jin Guangyao walked up with a smile, played with the dagger in his hand, and said, "It's a rare item. This dagger is an assassin's weapon. It kills countless people and is extremely sharp. Look at the blade of this dagger, carefully. Look, you will find that the figure inside is not yourself. Sometimes it is a man, sometimes a woman, and sometimes an old man. Every figure is a ghost who died under the assassin's hands. It is very angry, so I added a line Curtain, seal it up."

Nie MingJue's head had already been moved by him.

Jin Guangyao is really smart. He had expected that this secret room might be discovered one day, so in addition to Nie Mingjue's head, he also kept many other magical treasures, such as swords, talismans, fragments of ancient monuments, and spiritual tools, many of which were rare. thing.

This secret room looks like it is just an ordinary treasure room. That dagger was indeed as he said, it was heavy, and it was a rarity. Moreover, many immortal families have a hobby of collecting such weapons.

Everything looks perfectly normal.

Qin Su kept looking at him blankly, seeing that he was playing with the dagger in his hand, he suddenly stretched out his hand and snatched it away!

Her facial features were slightly twisted and trembling along with her face. Others couldn't understand this expression, but Wei WuXian, who had peeped at the quarrel between her and Jin GuangYao just now, could understand it.

Pain, anger, shame rǔ!

Jin Guangyao's smile froze, and he said, "A Su?"

Lan Wangji split his hands to grab the dagger, however, all of its sharp edges were buried in Qin Su's abdomen.

Jin GuangYao screamed in agony, "A-Su!"

He jumped up and hugged Qin Su's limp body. Lan XiChen immediately took medicine to rescue him. However, this dagger was extremely sharp, and the resentment was heavy. In an instant, Qin Su was dead.

Everyone present did not expect it to turn out like this, and they were all stunned. Neither did Wei Wuxian, his mind was full of one thought: What exactly was written in that letter?!

Jin GuangYao called his wife's name a few times, holding her face in one hand, her eyes widened, tears kept falling on her cheeks. Lan XiChen said, "Ayao, Madam Jin...you have your condolences."

Jin Guangyao raised his head and asked, "Second brother, what's going on? Why did A Su suddenly commit suicide? Also, why did you all suddenly gather in front of my bedroom and ask me to open the treasure room? What the hell is going on here? You Is there something you didn't say?"

Jiang Cheng, who arrived late, said coldly, "Jun Zewu, please clarify. I am also at a loss."

Everyone agreed, Lan XiChen could only say: "Some time ago, several disciples of my Gusu Lan Sect passed by Mojiazhuang during a night hunting, and were attacked by a dismembered left hand. The machine was guided by it, tracked it all the way, and collected all its limbs and body. However, it was found that this person was... big brother."

The elder brother of Lord Zewu and Lord Lianfang, Lord Chifeng!

Inside and outside the treasure chest, there was an uproar. Jin Guangyao was extremely shocked: "Big Brother? Isn't Big Brother buried? You and I saw it with my own eyes!"

Lan XiChen said: "But that corpse is indeed him. It is now in Lanling City, under the Jinlin Terrace."

Jin Guangyao said, "Who would do such a thing?!"

Lan XiChen shook his head and said, "I don't know. There is only one head missing, but I can't find it no matter what. I only know that the head of the eldest brother is probably in the hands of the corpse."

Jin Guangyao was stunned, and said, "I can't find it... So, just come to me to find it?"

Lan XiChen was silent.

Jin Guangyao lowered his head, hugged Qin Su's body, and said, "...Forget it. Don't mention it. But how did you know that there is this treasure room in my bedroom? How can you determine that the head of the eldest brother is there Inside my secret room? Jinlintai is heavily guarded, if I really did this, would I let the big brother's head be discovered by others so easily?"

Listening to his questioning, Lan XiChen could not answer for a while.

Not only he couldn't answer, but even Wei Wuxian couldn't answer.

Who would have guessed that in such a short period of time, Jin Guangyao would be able to transfer his head, and somehow induce Qin Su to shut himself up in public!

Just as his thoughts turned sharply, Jin Guangyao's eyes shifted to Wei Wuxian, and he said solemnly, "...Xuanyu, I thought you had forgotten what happened in the past, but I didn't expect that you still wanted to get caught up in me."

A fairy head said: "Construction? Who dares to frame Lianfangzun?"

Su Minshan said coldly, "Who dares? It's the one standing beside Hanguang-Jun."

After a pause, he continued: "Who is this person? Those who are not from the Lanling Jin Sect may not know. This person's name is Mo Xuanyu, an abandoned student from the Jinmen. But according to the recent rumors, he didn't know where he got into the eyes of Hanguang-Jun, but he actually accompanied him, going in and out. He has always been known for his sternness, why would he keep such a person by his side, it's really puzzling. "

Amidst the whispers of everyone, Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Xuan Yu, you sneaked into this treasure room back then. Did you tell my second brother about them? What's the use of lying?"

He put down Qin Su's body, put his hand on the hilt of Xiansheng's sword, and took a step closer to him: "I won't mention the past, but you told the truth, A Su committed suicide, did you do anything? Hands and feet?"

Jin Guangyao panicked, he really had a clear conscience and was full of momentum! When others heard this, they naturally thought that Mo Xuanyu had a grudge against Lian Fangzun, so he made a slander. At the same time, he was jealous of Qin Su, so he moved his hands and feet, causing her to commit suicide.

Lan Wangji stood in front of Wei Wuxian, Jin Guangyao shouted, "Speak!"

Hate gives birth to a sheath, and avoids the dust to meet. When the other monks saw this, they drew their swords one after another, ready to join the war or defend themselves at any time. Wei Wuxian saw that the scene was going to be chaotic, and he couldn't have no weapons in his hands. When he looked back, he happened to be lying on the wooden lattice. He grabbed it in his hand and drew his sword!

Jin Guangyao suddenly lost his voice: "Patriarch of Yiling!"

All of Lanling Jin's people suddenly turned their swords and aimed at him. Jin Guangyao said, "Wei Wuxian, are you back?!"

Although Wei Wuxian wanted to respond, "I'm back early!" But at this moment, he was at a loss and had no idea how he was recognized. Nie Huaisang said, "Three... Sect Master Jin, why is he called him that? Isn't this person Mo Xuanyu? He just drew this sword. Could it be that whoever draws this sword is the Yiling Patriarch?"

Because the name of Wei Wuxian's sword is too difficult to explain, when others mention it, they all refer to "this sword", "that sword", and "his sword". Jin Guangyao aimed his hate at Wei Wuxian and said, "Huaisang, come here! Be careful, gentlemen, this person is definitely Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling!"

As soon as this name came out, it was more creepy than Chi Fengzun being divided by five horses.

Those who didn't intend to use the sword involuntarily pulled out the sword and surrounded the end of the secret room.

Wei Wuxian remained silent. Nie Huaisang said stunnedly, "When Sect Master Jiang was in Dafan Mountain, he whipped him in front of everyone with the spirit soldier Zidian, but Mo Xuanyu was not taken away. Sect Master Jiang?"

Jiang Cheng's face was ugly, he didn't speak, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he seemed to be thinking about what to do. Jin Guangyao said: "Dafanshan, yes, after this reminder, I remembered that something appeared in Dafanshan. It was this Mo Xuanyu who summoned Wen Ning at the time.

"Everyone doesn't know anything. Mo Xuanyu sneaked into my room and looked around. In my treasure room, there is a manuscript of the Yiling Patriarch. This manuscript records a kind of sorcery. Shelter. At the cost of the soul and ròu, summon the evil spirits and take revenge for yourself. Because the practitioner is willing to give up his body, it is not considered to take the house. Sect Master Jiang uses purple electricity to beat him again, which is also to prove that he is not. from."

A cultivator said with suspicion: "Since this technique of offering sacrifices cannot be verified, then Lian Fangzun's own judgment alone cannot be concluded."

Jin Guangyao said: "It is true that the sacrifice of the house cannot be verified, but whether he is the Yiling Patriarch can be verified. Since the Yiling Patriarch was smashed into powder by his subordinates on the top of the mass grave, his saber has It was collected by my Lanling Jin Sect. But it didn't take long for us to discover that this sword was automatically sealed."

Wei Wuxian was startled, "Fengjian?"

Jin Guangyao said, "I don't think I need to explain more about what the sealing sword is. This sword has a soul, and it refuses to let anyone other than Wei Wuxian use it, so it seals itself. Except for the Yiling Patriarch himself, there is no People can pull it out. But just now, this 'Mo Xuanyu' blocked your face and pulled out this sword that had been sealed for thirteen years!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of sword beams stabbed at Wei Wuxian in unison.

Lan WangJi blocked all the sword beams, and Chu Chen shook off several people, vacating an empty path. Lan XiChen said, "Forget the machine!"

Several immortal heads of aristocratic families who were shocked by him said angrily: "Hanguang-Jun! You..."

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, and flew out of the bedroom with Wei Wuxian. Wei WuXian said, "HanGuang-Jun, this time I've revealed my bottom line and I'm going to run away. Why are you running after me?"

Lan WangJi looked straight ahead, not responding to him, and the two of them left the shouting and killing behind them. In his busy schedule, Wei WuXian said again, "Your reputation is going to be ruined!"

He thought to himself: "Jin Guangyao saw that weird piece of paper, and then saw it unsheathed, he must have guessed that I was playing tricks and turned against the army, and immediately made up a set of lies to induce Qin Su. Suicide, and then deliberately put me next to a random wooden frame, tempted me to draw my sword, reveal my identity, and splashed me with dirty water. It's terrible, terrible, terrible, I didn't expect Jin Guangyao to react so quickly, to lie so much slip!"

Jin Guangyao's set of lies is also reasonable after careful scrutiny. Mo Xuanyu was driven back to the Mo Family Village, and he felt resentment in his heart. He remembered this sorcery he had peeked at, and wanted to take revenge, so he invited the Specter to come and summoned the Yiling Patriarch. Wei Wuxian framed him, and somehow poisoned Qin Su, all to avenge Mo Xuanyu. Perhaps, even Nie Mingjue's body, which was dismembered by five horses, could be inferred to be the conspiracy of the Yiling Patriarch!

The two rushed down the Jinlin Terrace, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of them, and Jin Ling stood in front of them.

Wei Wuxian originally planned to slash it out, but when he saw Jin Ling, he was relieved, but before he could speak, his stomach felt cold.

He really did not expect that Jin Ling would actually stab him with a sword.

Wei WuXian thought, "It's not like someone is bad, but it's like his uncle, even stabbing the knife in the same place."

He couldn't remember what happened next, but he felt that the surroundings were chaotic, very noisy, and very bumpy. The sound of sword strikes and spiritual explosions continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes in a blur, Lan Wangji guarding Bichen while he crouched on Lan Wangji's back, half of his snow-white cheek spattered with blood.

Feeling that the wound in the abdomen is not very painful, Wei Wuxian exclaimed, "...Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji's breathing was not as gentle as usual, and it was slightly hurried, as if it was caused by running around behind his back for too long and frequently jiāo, but in response to his tone, it was as steady as ever, and said, "En."

After "um", as if he felt that he should add something, he added: "I am here."

Wei Wuxian called him casually, not knowing what to say, he thought about it, and said, "We met at the flower banquet on Jinlin Terrace back then, do you remember?"

Lan Wangji said, "The only one who doesn't remember is you."

Wei WuXian said, "Okay, I don't remember xing well. Just remember it. Did you have something to say to me at the time?"

After a long while, Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

However, Wei Wuxian didn't ask what he was talking about, and suddenly said, "Ah!"

Lan Wangji said, "What's wrong."

Wei WuXian said, "I remember it, Lan Zhan. It's like this. I... did have your back."

☆、Chapter 51

Yunmeng has many lakes, and Lotus Pier is built on the lake.

Starting from the pier of Lianhuawu, not long after rowing down the water, there will be a large lotus pond called Lianhua Lake, which is probably dozens of miles away. The green leaves are wide, the pink lotus is in the pavilion, and the head is rubbed shoulder to shoulder. The lake wind was blowing, and the flowers shook and the leaves trembled, as if they were nodding frequently. In the fresh and beautiful, there is still a bit of naivety.

The Lotus Pier of Jiang's family is not like the immortal mansion of other families. The gate is closed, and ordinary people are not allowed to appear within a few miles. There are often hawkers selling lotus pods, water chestnuts, and various pastries on the wide wharf in front of the gate. Very lively. Children from nearby families can also sniffle their noses and sneak into the school grounds in Lotus Pier to watch the excitement. Even if they are found, they will not be scolded.

When Wei Wuxian was young, he often flew kites by the Lotus Lake.

Jiang Cheng stared closely at his kite, occasionally glancing at Wei Wuxian's one. Wei Wuxian's kite was already flying very high, but he still didn't intend to draw the bow. He put his right hand between his eyebrows, raised his head and smiled, as if he didn't think it was far enough.

Seeing that the kite was about to fly out of the distance that he was fully confident that he would be able to fly, Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth, pulled the arrow and pulled the string, and Bai Yu whizzed out. The kite, which was painted in the shape of a one-eyed monster, was hit by an arrow and fell.

Jiang Cheng raised his brows and said, "I hit it!"

Immediately, he said, "Yours has flown so far, can you still get it?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Guess what?"

Then he drew an arrow and aimed intently. The bowstring was fully drawn, and it collapsed.

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Jiang Cheng's brows furrowed again, and he snorted. A group of teenagers put away their bows and went to pick up kites. The closest thing is the worst, and when you pick it up, you will be laughed at by others. Wei Wuxian's kite fell the farthest, and in front of him was the second-placed Jiang Cheng's kite. Unexpectedly, after turning around the nine-curved lotus gallery, two slender young women suddenly appeared, dressed as armed maids, both wearing short swords. One of them held a kite and an arrow and blocked them.

The tall maid said coldly, "Whose is this?"

When the teenagers saw these two women, they all felt bad.

Wei Wuxian touched his chin and stood up, "Mine."

Another maid hummed: "You are honest."

They separated from each other, and a purple-clothed woman with a sword came out from behind.

This woman's complexion is greasy and white, quite beautiful, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but it has a sharp meaning. The corners of his lips seemed to be hooked but not hooked, with a natural sneer, as if withdrawing from Jiang Cheng. The waist is slender, the purple clothes are elegant, the face and the right hand resting on the hilt are like cold jade, and the right index finger wears a ring decorated with amethyst stones.

Jiang Cheng smiled when he saw her, and called out, "Auntie."

The rest of the teenagers respectfully said, "Mrs. Yu."

Madam Yu was Jiang Cheng's mother, Yu Ziyuan. She is also Jiang Fengmian's wife, and was his fellow practitioner at the beginning. It stands to reason that she should be called Mrs. Jiang, but for some reason, everyone always calls her Mrs. Yu. Some people guessed that Mrs. Yu was very arrogant and did not like to have her husband's surname. In this regard, the couple have no objection.

Mrs. Yu was born in the prestigious Meishan Yu clan and ranked third in the family, also known as the third lady of Yu. There is a name "Purple Spider" in Xuanmen, and it can scare a group of people when it is reported. When I was young, I was cold and severe, and I didn't like to fight with people, and I didn't like to fight with people. After marrying Jiang Fengmian, she also hunted outside all the time, and she didn't like to stay in Lianhuawu where Jiang's family lived. Moreover, her residence in Lianhuawu was separate from Jiang Fengmian's, and only she and a group of confidants she brought from the Yu family lived in the area. These two young women, Jin Zhu and Yin Zhu, are her confidants and maids, and they are always inseparable.