Chapter 78 Night Run Eighteenth 3

This group of people originally thought that they would be tragically killed at the hands of the Yiling Patriarch, and then turned into a walking corpse manipulated by him. They were all terrified. Who knows, Wei Wuxian was not interested in entanglement with them. After reading the notice, he put the The group of people threw it on the ground and left with their hands behind their backs.

He didn't take back those Yin spirits, and he continued to mourn and whimper with pain all over the floor, and he continued to wriggle and hum, and he couldn't get up.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a blue sword light passed by, and everyone felt a light on their backs. Someone exclaimed: "I can move!"

A few people took the lead and barely got up, only to see the blue sword light fly back and put it in a scabbard.

That man was an extremely young and handsome man, with white clothes covering his forehead, his face cold and solemn, and there seemed to be a trace of suppressed worry in his eyebrows.

The cultivator who broke his legs reluctantly said: "Han...Hanguang-Jun!"

Lan Wangji walked up to him, squatted down and pressed his leg, and found out that the injury was not very serious, and before he got up to speak, the cultivator said again: "Hanguang-Jun, you are late, Wei Wu Xian just left!"

Many people know that Hanguang-jun of the Gusu Lan Clan has been tracking down Wei Wuxian’s whereabouts in the past few days. : "Yeah, he has only been gone for less than half an hour!"

Lan WangJi said, "What did he do? Where did he go?"

Everyone quickly complained: "He killed us indiscriminately, almost killing us all on the spot!"

Lan Wangji's fingers twitched slightly under his snow-white sleeves, as if he wanted to make a fist, but he quickly let go.

The cultivator hurriedly said again: "But he said it, he is now going to the City of Evernight, to the oath conference to find the four major families to settle accounts!"

After the fall of the Qishan Wen Sect, the main hall of the Evernight City was reduced to a gorgeous and empty ruin.

There is an incomparably wide square in front of the Yanyang Raging Flame Palace, which is located at the highest point of the entire Evernight City. There used to be three flagpoles that rose to the sky at the front of the square. Now, two of them have been broken, and the remaining one is hung with a raging flame that was torn and smeared with blood. flag.

That night, the square was densely filled with square formations of large and small families, and the family crests of each family fluttered in the night wind. In front of the broken flagpole was a temporary altar. The heads of each family stood in front of their square formation, and Jin Guangyao served them a glass of wine in turn. After taking all the wine cups, the patriarchs lifted them high and sipped them on the ground.

The wine was spilled into the ground, and Jin Guangshan said solemnly, "I don't care what clan or surname. This glass of wine is dedicated to the dead martyrs of aristocratic families."

Nie MingJue said, "The heroic soul will last forever."

Lan XiChen said, "May you rest in peace."

Jiang Cheng's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word after pouring the wine.

Next, Jin Guangyao stepped out of the Lanling Jin Sect's phalanx, and presented a black square iron box with both hands. Jin Guangshan picked up the tin box with one hand, held it high, and shouted, "The remnants of the Wen Sect are here to burn ashes!"

After speaking, he used his spiritual power to shatter the iron box with his bare hands. The black iron box shattered into several pieces, and countless white ashes were scattered in the bleak night wind.

Bone to ashes!

There was a burst of cheers and applause from the crowd. Jin Guangshan raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet and listen to him. When the applause gradually subsided, he said loudly: "Tonight, the two leaders of the remnants of the Wen Party are the ones who have been crushed to ashes. And tomorrow! It will be all the remaining Wen dogs, and - Yi Patriarch of the Mausoleum, Wei Ying!"

Suddenly, a low laugh interrupted his impassioned statement.

This low-pitched laughter sounded out of time, abrupt and harsh, and everyone immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from.

The Yanyang Flame Hall is a magnificent hall with twelve roof ridges, and at the end of each roof there are eight divine beasts. At this time, everyone found that there were nine on one of the roof ridges, and the low laugh just now came from there!

The extra ridged beast moved slightly, and the next moment, a boot and a piece of black robe dangled from the eaves and swayed gently.

Everyone's hands were pressed against the hilt of the sword, Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank, and the blue veins protruded on the back of his hand. Jin Guangshan was shocked and hated, and said, "Wei Ying! How dare you appear here!"

That man opened his mouth, and it was Wei Wuxian's voice, which sounded very strange, "Why don't I dare to appear here? Do you have three thousand people together? Don't forget that during the Sun Shooting Conquest, Not to mention three thousand, I have also singled out five thousand people. And I'm here, isn't it just what you want? Save yourself the trouble of coming to the door tomorrow and smashing me to ashes. "

Several members of the Qinghe Nie Sect also lost their lives at the hands of the mad Wen Ning. Nie MingJue said coldly, "Shuzi is arrogant."

Wei WuXian said, "Have I been so arrogant all the time? Sect Master Jin, are you happy to slap yourself in the face? Who said that as long as the Wen brothers and sisters went to Jinlintai to apologize to you, who would have exposed it? Who the hell is going to throw me and the rest of the Wen party down to ashes?"

Jin Guangshan said: "One yard is one yard! Qiong Qidao killed you and slaughtered more than 100 children of my Lanling Jin family.

Wei WuXian said, "Then I dare to ask Sect Master Jin, who was the one who was killed by Qiong Qidao? Who was the one who killed him? Who was the mastermind? Who was the mastermind? who is it?!"

Those disciples who were standing in the phalanx were hiding in the crowd, feeling safe, and they all gathered up their courage and shouted from the air: "Even if Jin Zixun first planned to kill you, you shouldn't use such a ruthless hand. , killing so many lives!"

"Oh." Wei Wuxian analyzed for him, "If he wants to kill me, he doesn't have to worry about killing me. If I die, I will be unlucky. I have to worry about not hurting this, not hurting that, and not letting him go. A root of hair? In short, you can besiege me, but I can't fight back, right?"

Sect Master Yao raised his voice: "Counterattack? Those more than 100 people and more than 30 people on Jinlintai are innocent. Why do you want to implicate them in your counterattack!"

Wei WuXian said, "The fifty or so cultivators of the Wen family on the mass grave are also innocent. Why do you want to implicate them?"

Another spat: "What kind of great kindness did Wengou give you? To these bastards like this."

"I don't think there is any great kindness or virtue at all. It's just that he thinks he is a hero who opposes the world, he thinks he is doing a righteous deed, and he thinks that he is great at risking the world!"

Hearing this sentence, Wei Wuxian was silent.

The people below took his silence as a retreat, and said, "In the final analysis, it's not that you cast that despicable and sinister curse on Jin Zixun first!"

Wei WuXian said, "Excuse me, what evidence do you have that the curse was cast by me?"

The man who asked the question was speechless, choked, and said, "Then what evidence do you have to prove that it wasn't you?"

Wei Wuxian smiled, "Then let me ask again, why not you? Don't you have no evidence to prove it wasn't your curse?"

The man was shocked and angry: "Me? How could I be the same as you? Don't confuse right and wrong! You are the biggest suspect, don't you think we don't know, you and Jin Zixun had a grudge more than a year ago!"

Wei Wuxian said in a stern voice, "Who is the one who is messing around? Yes, if I wanted to kill him, I would have killed him more than a year ago, so I don't need to keep it until now. Otherwise, for a role like him, it would take a year and three days for me to kill him. just forgot."

Sect Master Yao was shocked: "...Wei Wuxian, ah Wei Wuxian, I've learned a lot today, I've never seen such an unreasonable villain... After killing someone, you still have to speak insults and speak ill of each other. Do you have no sympathy and guilt at all?"

There was a lot of scolding, but Wei Wuxian accepted it peacefully.

Only anger can suppress other emotions in his heart.

A cultivator standing at the forefront of the phalanx said with grief: "Wei Ying, you have disappointed me too much. It's a pity that I once admired and admired you, and said that you were a generational figure who founded the sect. Now that I think about it, It's really disgusting. From this moment on, I will be at odds with you!"

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment, then burst into a burst of laughter, "Hahahaha..."

He laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe, and said, "You admire me? You say you admire me, so why didn't I see you when you admired me? You jumped out and shouted when I was yelling at me alone?"

Wei WuXian laughed with tears in his eyes, and said, "Your admiration is too cheap. You said that from now on you will be incompatible with me, very good. Does your inconsistency or incompatibility affect me in any way? Admiration and hatred are so trivial, how dare you take it out and shout?"

Before he finished speaking, his throat suddenly choked, and there was a sudden pain in his chest.

Looking down, a feather arrow was inserted into his chest, and the arrow was buried in the two ribs.

He looked in the direction the feather arrow came from. The one who shot the arrow was a handsome young monk standing in the square of a small family, maintaining his posture, the bowstring still trembling.

Wei WuXian could see that this arrow was originally shot straight at the deadly part of his heart. It's just that the archer's skills are not good, and the arrow's momentum declines in mid-air, which is why it slants down to the heart and shoots into the ribs.

The people next to the archer looked in astonishment, and even looked at the fellow who made such a reckless move. Wei Wuxian raised his head, his face was sullen, he pulled out the feather arrow with his backhand, and threw it back hard. Hearing a miserable cry, the young cultivator who secretly shot him was stabbed in the chest by an arrow he threw back with his bare hands!

Another teenager next to him jumped on him and roared, "Brother! Brother!"

The family's phalanx was in chaos in an instant, and the Patriarch pointed at Wei Wuxian with a trembling finger, "You...you...you are so vicious!"

Wei Wuxian casually pressed his right hand on the wound on his chest, temporarily stopping the bleeding, and said indifferently, "What is vicious? Since he dared to sneak an arrow at me, he should have known what would happen if he missed the shot. .Since I've been called a demon, I can't expect me to be magnanimous and not care about him."

Jin Guangshan exclaimed, "Arrangement, arrangement! We must not let him leave here alive today!"

With an order, the confrontation was finally broken, and several students Yujian held bows and flanked the top of the hall.

Finally got started!

Wei WuXian sneered and took off the petition from his waist, raised it to his lips, followed by a sharp neighing sound from the flute, one after another, pale arms burst out from the ground of the Heavenly City Square!

One after another corpses broke through the thin ground paved with white stones and climbed out from the depths of the soil. Yujian, who had just left the ground, was immediately dragged down by them. Wei WuXian stood on the roof of Yanyang Raging Flame Hall, blowing the bamboo flute horizontally, his eyes shone with cold light in the night. Looking down at the bottom, the clothes of each family are like colorful boiling water, stirring constantly, sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered. Except for Yunmengjiang's phalanx, the other clans were in chaos. Each clan head was busy protecting his disciples and didn't have time to attack Wei Wuxian.

At this moment, a lingering piano sound disturbed Chen Qing's flute sound.

Wei Wuxian put down his petition and looked back. saw a person sitting on the other roof ridge, Hengqin in front, dressed in snow-white clothes that were a bit dazzling in the dark night.

Wei Wuxian said coldly, "Ah, Lan Zhan."

After saying hello, he raised the flute to his lips again and said, "You should have known before, Qingxinyin is useless to me!"

Lan Wangji turned over the back of the piano, and instead pulled out Bichen, and attacked Chen Qing, to cut off the ghost flute that gave birth to the magic sound. Wei Wuxian turned around and made a mistake, laughing loudly, "Okay, okay, I know that one day we're going to kill each other like this. You've always looked down on me, come on!"

Hearing these words, Lan WangJi's movements paused and said, "Wei Ying!"

Although this sound was drank, any sober person would hear it, and Lan Wangji's voice was clearly trembling. However, Wei Wuxian had lost his ability to judge at this moment. He is already half crazy, half insane, all maliciousness is infinitely magnified by him, he just feels that everyone in the world hates him, and he hates everyone. Don't be afraid of anyone who comes, and it's the same as anyone who comes.

Suddenly, in the midst of the fighting, Wei Wuxian heard a faint voice.

The voice was shouting, "A-Xian!"

This voice was like a basin of cold water, chilling the mad fire in his heart.

Jiang Yanli?

When did she come to the swearing-in meeting? !

Wei Wuxian immediately lost his mind, and he couldn't care about fighting with Lan Wangji again, so he put down his petition: "Senior sister?!"

Jiang Cheng also heard this voice, his face turned pale in an instant, and he said, "Sister? Sister! Where are you? Where are you?"

Wei WuXian jumped off the roof of the Yanyang Raging Flame Hall and shouted as loudly as Jiang Cheng: "Senior Sister? Senior Sister? Where are you? Where are you? I can't see you!"

He didn't care about the number of swords, lights, swords and shadows that were coming at him, punching and punching in the chaotic crowd, while rushing away, suddenly, after seeing Jiang Yanli's white figure drowned in the crowd, Wei Wuxian struggled. Push aside those who stand in your way and move forward with difficulty. There was still a lot of distance between them, and there were countless people between them, so Wei Wuxian couldn't rush past for a while, and Jiang Cheng couldn't rush past either. To make matters worse, right at this moment, both of them suddenly realized that behind Jiang Yanli, a ferocious corpse was standing staggeringly.

The murderous corpse was half rotten, and with a rusty long sword in his hand, it was approaching Jiang Yanli.

Seeing this heartbreaking scene, Wei Wuxian shouted sharply, "Go away! Go away! Don't touch her!"

Jiang Cheng also roared, "Let it go!"

He threw the three poisons, and the purple sword light flew towards the corpse. However, the sword light was disturbed by the sword light of other monks halfway, and deviates from the direction. The more chaotic Wei WuXian's mind became, the worse his control ability became. The corpse ignored his instructions and instead raised the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Jiang Yanli!

Wei Wuxian went crazy, shouting as he rushed, "Stop, stop, stop for me!"

Now everyone is busy dealing with the murderous corpses entangled around them, and no one has the heart to pay attention to whether others are at stake. The murderous corpse slashed down with a sword, slashing Jiang Yanli's back!

Jiang Yanli suddenly fell to the ground.

The murderous corpse stood behind her and continued to raise the long sword. At this moment, a sword light slashed half of its body!

Lan Wangji landed on the plaza and took the recalled Bichen, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng rushed over, not even bothering to say thank you to Lan Wangji. Jiang Cheng picked up Jiang Yanli first, while Lan Wangji intercepted Wei Wuxian, grabbed his collar, raised it in front of him, and said sharply, "Wei Ying! Stop urging the corpses!"

Wei Wuxian couldn't care about anything else right now, and he didn't see Lan Wangji's face at all, and he couldn't see the bloodshot in Lan Wangji's eyes, nor could he see his red eyes, he just wanted to see Jiang Yanli. Is there anything wrong? He pushed him away with bare eyes and threw himself on the ground. Lan WangJi was pushed by him and his body swayed. He stood firm and looked at him. Before he could make another move, he heard someone screaming for help in the distance. He narrowed his eyes and flew to rescue him.

Jiang Yanli's back was soaked with blood. He closed his eyes, but luckily he was still breathing. Jiang Cheng's hand that was measuring her pulse trembled and pulled back, heaving a sigh of relief, he suddenly punched Wei Wuxian in the face, and shouted, "What's going on! Didn't you say you could control it? Didn't you say Is it alright?!"

Wei Wuxian fell to the ground and said blankly, "...I don't know either."

He said desperately: "...I can't control it, I can't control it..."

At this moment, Jiang Yanli moved a bit, Jiang Cheng hugged her tightly, and said incoherently, "Sister! It's okay! It's okay, how are you? It's okay, I just drew a sword, okay, I'll take you down right away... …”

As he said that, he was about to hug Jiang Yanli, but Jiang Yanli suddenly said, "...A Xian."

Wei Wuxian shuddered and said hastily, "Senior sister, I... I'm here."

Jiang Yanli slowly opened those dark eyes, and Wei Wuxian felt panic in his heart.

Jiang Yanli said with all his strength, "...Axian. Before...how could you run so fast...I didn't even have time to look at you and say a word to you..."

Listening, Wei Wuxian's heart was beating wildly.

He still didn't dare to face Jiang Yanli's face, especially at this moment, this face was covered with dust and blood just like Jin Zixuan at that time.

He didn't dare to listen to what she was going to say next.

Jiang Yanli said, "I... came to tell you..."

say what?

It's ok?

I do not hate you?

Nothing happened?

Don't blame you for killing Jin Zixuan?

impossible.

But she couldn't say the exact opposite.

So, she didn't know what else to say to Wei Wuxian in this situation.

However, she just felt in her heart that she must come to see this brother.

After sighing, Jiang Yanli said, "Axian, you... you stop first. Stop, stop..."

Wei Wuxian hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll stop."

He picked up Chen Qing, put it to his lips, lowered his head and played. He spent a lot of energy to stabilize his mind. This time, the murderous corpses finally stopped ignoring his orders. One by one, they made a strange sound in their throats, as if they were complaining, and slowly fell down. .

Lan Wangji paused slightly and looked here from a distance. At the end, he turned back and continued to use his sword to rescue the fellow and non-sect who were still struggling.

Suddenly, Jiang Yanli opened his eyes, and a burst of force erupted from his hands, pushing Wei Wuxian away!

Wei Wuxian was pushed by her and fell to the ground again. When he raised his head again, he saw a bright long sword piercing her throat.

The boy holding the sword was the young cultivator who jumped on the archer just now and cried bitterly. He was still crying, tears in his eyes and said: "Wei Thief! This sword is returned to you on behalf of my brother!"

Wei Wuxian sat on the dirty floor, looking in disbelief at Jiang Yanli, whose head was down and a lot of blood was gushing from his throat.

He was still waiting for her to speak just now, as if the final sentence was given to him.

Jiang Cheng was also stunned, still hugging his sister's body, completely unresponsive.

After a long while, Wei Wuxian let out a shrill scream.

Lan Wangji stabbed with a sword and turned back sharply.

Only then did the young man realize that he had killed the wrong person with the wrong hand. He pulled out his long sword and brought out a bunch of bloody blood flowers. He backed away in panic and said, "...No, it's not me, it's not...I I want to kill Wei Wuxian, and I want to avenge my brother...she threw herself up!"

Wei WuXian dashed to him and grabbed his neck. Sect Master Yao swung his sword and shouted, "Evil devil, let him go!"

Lan Wangji didn't care about his demeanor. He pushed aside the people who were blocking his way one after another, and ran in Wei Wuxian's direction. However, before he had run halfway, Wei Wuxian crushed the young man's throat with his bare hands, in front of everyone's eyes.

Another cultivator said angrily, "You! You—you exhausted Jiang Fengmian and his wife to death at the beginning, and now your senior sister is exhausted to death. You take the blame for yourself, and you dare to take anger at others! I don't know how to turn back, but you continue to kill and hurt people, which is an unforgivable sin!"

However, no matter how much abuse and scolding, Wei Wuxian couldn't hear it at this time.

As if being dominated by another soul, he stretched out his hands, took out two things from his sleeves, and put them together in front of everyone.

The two things, half up and half down, merged into one, making a loud clanging sound.

Wei Wuxian held it in the palm of his hand and held it up high.

Yin Tiger Charm!