Wei WuXian said in amazement, "Hey, Wengou actually has some time to speak human words?"

Wen Chao slammed it down with a punch, and said with a wicked smile, "You can play it, even if you play tricks. I want to see how long you can pretend to be a hero!"

He ordered his subordinates to grab Wei Wuxian, and Wen Zhuliu came over and lifted him off the ground. Wei WuXian struggled to raise his head and looked at the person who killed Jiang Fengmian, Madam Yu, and destroyed Jiang Cheng's golden pill, keeping his face and his indifferent spirit in his heart.

Everyone in the Wen family took his sword to the ground. The town and the deep mountains were getting farther and farther away. Wei Wuxian said to himself, "Even if Jiang Cheng comes down, they won't be able to find me. What are they doing with me flying so high, flying Go to a high place and then drop me down and die?"

Yu Jian flew for a while, and the snow-white clouds were suddenly broken by a black mountain.

This mountain exudes an ominous dead aura, like a gigantic thousand-year-old corpse. Just looking at it is terrifying. Wen Chao stopped just above the mountain.

He said, "Wei Ying, do you know what this place is?"

"This place is called Mass Burial Mound."

Hearing the name, a cold air climbed up Wei Wuxian's back to the back of his head.

Wen Chao continued: "This mass grave is in Yiling, and you must have heard of its name from Yunmeng. This is a mountain of corpses, an ancient battlefield. You can find any place on the mountain and dig it down with a shovel. A corpse was dug up. And if there were any unnamed corpses, they were all rolled up and thrown here."

The sword formation slowly descended, approaching the mountain. Wen Chao said: "Look at this black qi, tsk tsk tsk, is there a lot of hostility? Is there a lot of resentment? Even our Wen family can't do anything about it, we can only surround it. It's still daytime, and when it comes to night, there's really something inside. They will all come out. The living people enter here, even their souls, they will never come back, and they will never come out.”

He grabbed Wei Wuxian's hair and said with a grinning smile, "You, never think about it!"

After speaking, he pushed Wei Wuxian down.

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☆、Chapter 61

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Wang Lingjiao screamed and sat up from the room. Wen Chao, who was reading the letter at the table, patted the table and said angrily, "What the hell are you calling me in the middle of the night!"

Wang Lingjiao took a few breaths in shock and said, "I... I dreamed about that Wei, and I dreamed of him again!"

Wen Chao said, "It's been over three months since he was thrown into the mass grave by me. Why do you still dream of him? You have dreamed of him several times!"

Wang Lingjiao said, "I...I don't know why, but I've been dreaming about him lately."

Wen Chao was upset when he read the letter, so he didn't have time to pay attention to her, let alone comfort her like before, and said impatiently, "Then don't sleep!"

She got off the bed, threw herself to Wen Chao's table, and said, "Young Master Wen, I... the more I think about it, the more scared I get. I think... did we make a big mistake back then?... He was thrown into the mess. In the burial mound, will he not die? Will he…”

Wen Chao's blue veins throbbed and said, "How is that possible? How many monks did our family send to clear the mass graves before? Has one of them came back? It stinks for a while."

Wang Lingjiao said, "It's terrible to be dead! If he really turns into a ghost like he said, come back to us..."

As she spoke, both of them remembered that day, Wei Ying's face when he fell, that watch, and both shuddered.

Wen Chao immediately retorted: "It's impossible to die! Those who die in the mass graves will be imprisoned there. Don't scare yourself. Don't you see that I'm annoying!"

He crumpled the letter in his hand, smashed it out, and said bitterly: "What kind of battle of the sun, what a shit day, want to let the sun go down? Dreaming!"

Wang Lingjiao stood up, poured him a cup of tea carefully, and thought about what to say in her heart to please, and then she said charmingly, "Young Master Wen, those few of them can be rampant for a while, Sect Master Wen will be able to do it right away. …”

Wen Chao scolded: "Shut up! You know the shit! Get out and don't bother me!"

Wang Lingjiao felt wronged and hated, put down the teacup, straightened her hair and gauze, and walked out with a pleasing smile.

As soon as she went out, the smile on her face collapsed and she opened a ball of paper in her hand. When she came out just now, she quietly picked up the letter that Wen Chao threw out, wanting to see what the news was that made him so angry. She didn't know much, so she read it upside down for a long time, and finally guessed that the letter was about: Wen Xu, the eldest son of the Wen family's sect master, Wen Chao's elder brother, was cut off by one of the head of the family who led the chaos, and he was still in battle. Demonstration before!

Wang Lingjiao was stunned.

The Gusu Lan Clan was burned, the Yunmeng Jiang Clan was wiped out, and countless other families, large and small, were suppressed in various ways. There was not no voice of resistance, but the voice of resistance was always suppressed by the Qishan Wen Clan. , Three months ago, when Jin, Nie, Lan, and Jiang formed an alliance, took the lead in rioting, and used the banner of "The Battle of the Sun", they didn't take it seriously.

Sect Master Wen spoke at that time. Among these four families, the LanlingJin Sect was a tough one. Seeing that the families were outraged and engaged in a crusade, he also joined in, but if they retreated steadily, he would soon realize that he was asking for trouble, saying: Maybe he will come back soon to hug the Wen family's thigh and cry for his father and mother; the owner of the Nie family in Qinghe is courageous and reckless. With a crushing defeat, Lan Xichen transferred the Book Collection Pavilion and came back to succeed him as the patriarch. He was just a junior who couldn't handle any big things; the most ridiculous Yunmengjiang clan, the slaughtered massacre of the whole family, was the only one left that was younger than Lan Xichen. Jiang Cheng, a stinky brat who has no one under his command, dares to call himself the head of the family, raise the flag to crusade, and summon new disciples while crusades.

In short, eight words: no climate, no self-control!

All those who stood on the side of the Wen family regarded this shenanigans as a joke. Who knows, three months later, the situation has not developed according to the path they envisioned!

Hejian, Yunmeng and many other important places were missed and seized, but that's all. Today, even Sect Master Wen's eldest son has been beheaded. Qishan Wen's Sect - Could it be that you've really run out of gas?

Wang Lingjiao was restless in the corridor for a while, and returned to her room restlessly, her eyelids beating wildly. She rubbed her eyelids with one hand and pressed her chest with the other, thinking about her own way out.

She has been following Wen Chao for almost half a year. Half a year was the limit of the time it took for Wen Chao to go from loving a woman to being bored. She originally thought that she was different and could hold on to the last one, but Wen Chao's increasingly impatient behavior recently had told her that she was no different from other women.

Wang Lingjiao bit her lip, thought for a while, squatted down, and pulled out a small box from the bottom of the room.

This small box was the property and treasure she tried to snatch while she was with Wen Chao for half a year. Wealth can be spent, treasures can be self-defense.

Although not reconciled, the day has finally come. She wanted to count how much she had in stock, so she pulled out a small key from her belt, and muttered as she unlocked the lock, "Bitch, your oil will die sooner or later, I don't have to wait for you, my mother. Still happy, you hurry to die... ah!"

She fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Just now, the moment she opened the box, she saw what was inside.

Without her cherished treasure, just a pale-skinned child curled up in a box!

Wang Lingjiao was so frightened that she screamed, and she couldn't help but move her legs back. She often locks this box, and she carries only one key. How can there be a child in it? She can't open it once a month. If there is a child hidden in it, how can she not know? This child How can you still live?!

The small box was kicked over by her, the top of the box overturned, and the bottom of the box was facing her. There was no movement for a long time.

Wang Lingjiao got up from the ground with trembling legs. She wanted to take a closer look, but she didn't dare. She thought, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Her cultivation is extremely poor, and she can't deal with ghosts, but she suddenly thought that this is the monitoring room, and there are talismans pasted outside the gate and every room. If there are ghosts, the talismans will definitely protect her, and hurriedly rushed out , took off the talisman outside her room and stuck it on her chest.

With the talisman in front of her chest, she seemed to have taken a reassurance. She tiptoed into the room, found a clothespin, and used it to turn the box over from a distance. There were all her treasures neatly packed inside, and there were no children at all.

Wang Lingjiao breathed a sigh of relief, and squatted down with the clothes fork pole, just as she was about to start counting, she suddenly found that there were two white lights under the bed.

That is a pair of eyes.

There was a white child lying on the bottom of the bed, looking at her.

This is the third time Wen Chao has heard Wang Lingjiao's scream tonight, and he is even more angry, scolding: "Stupid bastard! If you are shocked, can't you let me be less annoying?"

If it weren't for the fact that the battle situation was not optimistic these days, and there was no time to look for new beauties, I was afraid that the assassins sent by those clansmen, who were not innocent and reliable, and could not lack a warm man, would have let this woman Get away. Wen Chao shouted, "Someone! Tell her to shut up for me!"

No one responded. Wen Chao kicked a stool, his anger soaring even higher: "Where did everyone die!"

Suddenly, the door swung open!

Wen Chao said, "I told you to shut up that bitch, not to let you in..."

When he turned his head, the second half of the words got stuck in his throat. He saw a woman standing at the door of his house.

This woman's nose is slanted and her eyes are slanted. Her facial features seem to have been smashed and put together again. Her two eyes are looking in different directions. It doesn't look like it!

It took Wen Chao a lot of effort to recognize her by her revealing gauze. This is Wang Lingjiao!

Wang Lingjiao grunted in her throat, took a few steps closer to him, and stretched out her hand: "...help...help...help me!"

Wen Chao shouted, took out his new saber, and slashed at it: "Go away! Go away!"

王灵娇被他一剑劈进了肩里，五官扭曲得更厉害了，尖叫道：“啊啊啊啊啊啊……疼啊啊啊啊——疼啊啊啊啊!!!”

Wen Chao didn't even dare to pull his sword back, so he picked up a stool and smashed it at her. After the stool hit her, it fell apart, Wang Lingjiao swayed, knelt down, and lay on the ground, as if kowtowing to someone, inarticulately said: "...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...forgive me, spare me , forgive me woo woo woo..."

As she kowtowed, blood flowed out of her seven orifices. The door was blocked by her, so Wen Chao could not rush out, so he had to push open the window and shouted heartily, "Wen Zhuliu! Wen Zhuliu!!!"

Wang Lingjiao who was on the ground had already picked up a stool leg, frantically stuffed it into her mouth, and smiled as she put it in, "Okay, okay, I'll eat, I'll eat! Haha, I'll eat!"

The legs of the stool were actually tucked in by her!

Wen Chao lost his mind and was about to jump out of the window to escape when he suddenly found a black figure standing in the courtyard, in the moonlight.

at the same time.

Jiang Cheng stood in front of a forest, noticed someone approaching, and turned his head slightly. The person who came was dressed in white, with a wiping forehead tied and a streamer waving lightly behind him. His face was as white as jade, and he was extremely handsome. Under the moonlight, his whole person seemed to be enveloped in a faint halo.

Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Second Young Master Lan."

Lan Wangji looked solemn, nodded and said, "Sect Master Jiang."

After the two said hello, they had nothing to say, brought their respective monks, and walked silently with their swords.

Two months ago, the Lan family's twin jades and Jiang Cheng had a surprise attack, taking back the confiscated immortal swords from each family's children from Wen Chao's "Instruction Department" and returning them to their original owners. Sandu and Bichen then returned to their respective hands.

Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes swept the other sword on Jiang Cheng's waist, and then turned his gaze back.

After a while, he looked straight ahead and said, "Wei Ying hasn't appeared yet?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, as if wondering why he suddenly asked Wei Ying, and replied, "No."

He looked at the casual on his waist and said, "He will definitely come to me when he comes back, and I will return the sword to him when he appears."

Not long after, the two brought a group of cultivators to the Supervision Liao where Wen Chao was hiding, ready to attack at night. Before entering the door, Lan Wangji's eyes narrowed, and Jiang Cheng frowned.

Yin was overflowing with anger and resentment.

However, the talismans on both sides of the gate were intact. Jiang Cheng made a gesture, and the cultivators he led scattered and fell under the wall. He waved three poisons, sword qi attacked, and knocked open the door. Before entering the door, Lan Wangji's eyes swept across the talismans on both sides of the door.

The scene in the surveillance room was extremely tragic.

The courtyard was full of corpses. And not only the courtyard, but also the flowers, corridors, wooden fences, and even the roof are full of corpses.

These corpses were all dressed in flaming robes of Yanyang, and they were the disciples of the Wen family. Jiang Cheng used the three poisons to turn a corpse over, seeing five or six bloodstains on the pale face, and said, "The seven orifices are bleeding."

Lan WangJi stood on the other side and said, "This one is not."

Jiang Cheng walked over, and found that this corpse rolled its eyes, beyond recognition, and the mouth was full of bile, and it was frightened to death. At this time, one of his disciples said: "Sect Master, I have seen it, all of them are dead, and each corpse has a different way of dying."

Hanging, burning, drowning, slitting the throat, penetrating the brain with a sharp weapon... After Jiang Cheng heard this, he said: "It seems that tonight's task, something else helped us complete it."

Lan Wangji remained silent and entered the house first.

The door to Wen Chao's room opened wide, and there was only a female corpse left in the room. This female corpse was dressed in light clothes and had half a stool leg stuffed into her mouth. She stabbed herself to death because she wanted to swallow the table leg in her stomach.

Jiang Cheng turned the twisted face of the female corpse over, stared at it for a while, sneered, grabbed the leg of the stool, shoved it into her mouth, and stabbed the remaining half inside.

He stood up with red eyes and was about to speak when he saw Lan Wangji standing in front of the door, frowning in thought. He walked over, followed Lan Wangji's gaze, and saw a talisman with red characters at the bottom of the huáng sticking to the door.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this talisman, but if you take a closer look, you will find that it is slightly uncomfortable.

Lan Wangji said, "More."

They had already memorized the painting method of the town house talisman by heart. However, there were a few more strokes in the cinnabar of this talisman. The ears are just these few strokes, which changed the texture of the entire spell. Now it looks like the spell posted on the door is like a human face smiling sternly!

The bodies of Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu were not found in the monitoring room. Jiang Cheng speculated that they must have fled in the direction of Qishan, and immediately withdrew from the abandoned monitoring room, and Yu Jian pursued them. Lan WangJi made a trip back to Suzhou first, and only caught up with Jiang Cheng the next day.