Chapter 81 Heart of the Nineteenth 3

Wei WuXian folded the two pieces of paper and put them back into his arms, and said in amazement, "I read that right? You still have spiritual power! Want to hide the fact that you haven't lost your spiritual power?"

Naturally, these two pieces of paper were not the remnants of "Lan Po Duo" found on Jin Lintai, but the strange melody played by Jin Guangyao in handwritten by Lan Wangji when he was in the forbidden room. At that time, Lan Wangji kept one copy for Lan XiChen to check, while Wei WuXian took the two copies for him and Lan Wangji and took them with him. Just now, he just took it out to deceive people, making Su She anxious and anxious. In addition, he deliberately mocked and repeatedly stimulated Su She before, which really made him feel restless. In the end, without the need for Wei Wuxian's words to remind him, Lan Wangji suddenly tried, and Su She missed the bottom.

Everyone fled. Actually, it doesn't have to be, because Lan Wangji started talking like Wei Wuxian, pressing step by step, leaving no room, Su She had to deal with it with all his strength in order not to fall behind. He staggered back to the front of the steps, looked down, and saw a red curse formation under his feet. Lan Wangji's expression froze, Wei Wuxian said in his heart, "It's bad! He's going to destroy the formation that he just made up!"

Sure enough, Su She bit the tip of his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the ground. The dense blood stains covered the dim red marks. Lan WangJi didn't care to fight with him any more, he stroked the edge of Bichen with his left hand, trying to redraw the formation. Su She took the opportunity to draw out a charm and fell to the ground, a burst of blue flames and smoke billowing up.

Teleporter!

The gravedigger in the Chang Clan's cemetery in Liyang was familiar with the swordsmanship of the Gusu Lan Clan, and Su Minshan was born outside the Lan family, so he met this requirement. The foggy-faced man who appeared many times was Su She!

Wei Wuxian squatted beside Lan Wangji and said, "How is it?"

Lan WangJi used his bloody fingers to draw on the ground for a while, then shook his head. The new blood has completely covered and destroyed the original curse mark, and it cannot be repaired. Wei Wuxian took his hand, wiped the blood and ashes with his sleeve, and said, "If it's useless, stop painting."

The formation will be broken and shaky. The Moling Su Clan's disciples looked blank. It seemed that Su She did not tell them that he was playing the wrong tune, nor did he tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. That is to say, in the original plan, these disciples of the Moling Su Clan, like the others, were all going to die. For fear of resentment from others, they wanted to seek revenge for them to vent, and huddled together. However, there was panic in the Demon Demon Cave, and few people could take revenge on them. Several patriarchs grabbed their sons and warned, "When the corpses rush in later, protect yourself, find a way to escape, and survive no matter what! Do you know?!"

Hearing this, Jin Ling felt sour for a while, but in his heart he also expected that his uncle would also say these words. He looked too hard, and Jiang Cheng finally turned his gaze back, the haze dissipated slightly, but frowned, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"..." Jin Ling said rather unhappily, "Nothing!"

Wei Wuxian tore off the clean sleeve at one end to clean and bandage the wound on Lan Wangji's hand, and suddenly a figure rushed out from behind, slashing with a sword. Lan WangJi stretched out his right hand to flick, and with a sound of gold and stone, he flicked the reckless sword edge with his bare hands, Wei WuXian looked intently, and said, "Why is it you again?"

The man was shocked by the force of the bullet and fell back a few steps, and fell to the ground, it was Yi Weichun. With blood in his eyes, he held his sword and said, "Wei Wuxian, I don't believe a word of what you said just now!"

Wei WuXian said, "It was revealed that Su She fled with his sword open. What else do you believe?"

Yi Weichun struck again with a sword and shouted, "I don't believe it! As long as you say it, I don't believe it!"

Hatred blinds a man so that he will never admit anything that is good for his enemy.

At this moment, several terrified shouts came from the front: "Broken!"

"The formation is broken!"

"Rush in!"

Wen Ning swept away a row of ragged corpses with his bare hands, but in the end he was left alone. The Demon Demon Cave, which had lost the barrier of the blood formation, could not resist the raging corpses like a black tide. The rancid smell and roar filled the empty cave in an instant!

Jin Ling had never seen so many murderous corpses before, and it was so close, so he couldn't help being horrified. He clenched the hilt of Suihua's sword, but suddenly someone opened his palm and stuffed something as cold as ice. He looked down and said in amazement, "Uncle?"

Jiang Cheng supported San Po, who had no spiritual power, and stood up, his body swayed slightly, and said, "If you dare to lose Zidian, try it!"

Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and the others stepped forward with their swords raised and said, "General Ghost! Let's help you!"

Sect Master Ouyang couldn't hold his son or stand up, and roared, "Zizhen is back!"

Ouyang Zizhen waved his sword vigorously, and turned his head and said, "Don't be afraid! I'll protect you!"

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, a dry claw slid toward his throat. Sect Master Ouyang was heartbroken and screamed: "Zizhen!!!"

At the critical moment, a sword edge cut off the dry claw. Lan Qiren grabbed Ouyang Zizhen, threw it back into the crowd, and led a group of Gusu Lan's sword cultivators to fight. He rested for a long time, his physical strength recovered well, and his swordsmanship was fierce, and many people were stunned. Lan Sizhui was wielding his sword like the wind, and suddenly he heard a sound of gold and stone behind him, and one person helped him block the blow from behind. Lan Sizhui said in shock, "Young Master Jin, why are you here?"

It turned out that Jin Ling just saw other peers rushing up, and couldn't help it anymore. Taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's inattention, he stuffed the Zidian Silver Ring back, jumped out of the crowd, and rushed to the most dangerous area at the entrance of the cave. Jiang Cheng wanted to chase, but he staggered a few steps and slashed a few swords. Two female corpses on the left and one on the right rushed towards Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng scolded, raised his sword and fought again, but another hand tore the two female corpses to shreds and said, "Jiang Zong..."

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he became furious, kicked Wen Ning away, and cursed, "Fuck me!" Immediately, he roared, "Jin Ling!!!"

Lan Jingyi shuddered and said, "You better go back! Your uncle is going to eat people."

Jin Ling ignored Jiang Cheng's roar that was even more terrifying than this corpse, and said, "You just go back!"

Ouyang Zizhen was caught by his father for a while, and then he rushed up with his sword and said, "Wow, this is the first time I know that Mr. Lan Qiren can use a sword, and his swordsmanship is so powerful!"

Lan Jingyi said loudly, "Of course, who do you think the swordsmanship enlightenment teachers Hanguang-jun and Zewu-jun were before the age of sixteen!"

Sect Master Ouyang bravely swung his sword and shouted at the other people in the Demon Demon Cave who were still sluggish: "What are you waiting for! If you don't kill, you will die. These juniors are fighting, what are you still doing sitting there!"

Under the infection of this group of teenagers struggling to kill, more and more people drew their swords and joined the battle with the little remaining spiritual and physical strength. Gradually, the group of corpses enclosed outside the cave was slammed into barely lined up from the original water, and after about half an hour, it turned into twos and threes. The situation has really started to turn around!

When Lan Wangji slashed the last murderous corpse that came forward with a sword into two pieces, the corpses were piled up into mountains in the Demon Demon Cave, and the blood flowed like that.

Everyone was covered in shells of black blood, and the chest cavity was filled with a strong and choking bloody smell. After a hard battle, many people had collapsed to the ground, unable to climb up, they were no different from corpses, only a few of the family owners and those young men with sufficient physical strength could barely stand with swords.

Lan Jingyi's eyes were straight, her face was pale, and she said, "I... I have never killed so many walking corpses... I killed at least thirty, no, more than forty..."

Ouyang Zizhen said: "I...also...is..."

After speaking, the teenagers fell to the ground with a thud as if they had made an appointment, and didn't want to get up again.

Jiang Cheng forced his way to Jin Ling, grabbed him, and said, "Are you injured!"

Jin Ling's rough breath smelled of rust, and said, "No, I..."

Jiang Cheng immediately slapped him on the ground and scolded, "No?! If you don't, I'll let you get hurt and teach you a lesson! The stinky boy took my words off his ears!"

However, after taking this palm, he couldn't stand, and he sat down heavily, while breathing in, his eyes wandered to the two people who were standing closest to the outside of the Demon Demon Cave.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were in a mess. Wei Wuxian looked fine because he was dressed in black, but Lan Wangji's white clothes had been dyed into different shades of black and red, which was extremely terrifying, with only the very meaningful wipe on his entire body that was still clean. Bichen held in his hand, still maintaining the flow of spiritual power stably.

It was the first time for everyone to see Hanguang-Jun so untidy, but at this time they were all too busy to take care of themselves. One person said: "Is it... it's over..."

Hearing this voice, everyone thought to themselves that Nie Huaisang was still alive in such a battle, and he spoke with a rage. It was truly a miracle. No one had the strength to answer him, and Nie Huaisang almost wept with joy: "Thank goodness, this group of corpses has finally been killed! You survived the disaster and escaped catastrophe. It is really the blessing of our ancestors!"

Infected by his emotions, several teenagers also cheered, and one after another, more and more people joined. In the cheers, someone from the Gusu Lan Clan exclaimed in a low voice, "Sir!"

Lan Qiren's voice immediately came: "Don't help me!"

Lan Wangji looked over there, only to see Lan Qiren coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood again, waving his hands, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and began to adjust his breath.

He quickly approached, took Lan Qiren's pulse for a moment, and was about to deliver spiritual power when Lan Qiren said again: "No! The spiritual power has not been restored yet.

Lan WangJi put his hands away and got up. Several guest ministers habitually asked, "Hanguang-Jun, what should I do?"

After asking, they realized that this was inappropriate. However, Lan Qiren closed his eyes and rested, as if he didn't care. Lan Wangji said, "Calm down for a moment, and observe the casualties. Don't delay in treating the injured."

He has always been extremely intimidating among the Gusu Lan Sect, and several disciples seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and responded in unison: "Yes!" Even the breath was full. However, before they could move, Wei WuXian suddenly said, "Quiet."

His face was solemn, and everyone immediately fell silent. The people who were cheering and cheering also quieted down one by one, staring at him uneasily. In the entire Demon Demon Cave, except for the faint sound of breathing, there was no sound.

Against this silence, another voice became more and more obvious.

It was from outside the Demon Demon Cave, the sound of footsteps breaking through dead branches and falling leaves.

And it is not the footsteps of one person, but the sound of dense and boundless footsteps.

At this time, the people in the Demon Demon Cave didn't even dare to breathe, and countless horrified eyes turned to the outside of the cave. saw something slowly shaking and squirming in the black woods. It was gray and black, and it was hard to see, but with the sound of dragging footsteps, these shaking things became clearer and clearer, until they were even pale. The cheeks, the thin hands, and the fangs of different red and yellow are also in sight.

A new wave of corpses.

And, more than the last wave!

The people in Fumo Cave seemed to see a glimmer of life, but in the next moment, a huge despair swept the entire cave, and the shadow shrouded everyone. Even Jin Ling, Lan Sizhui and other teenagers were completely surrounded by this despairing feeling that made their scalps numb, and their limbs stiffened. Some people seemed to be unable to accept this kind of hope and then despaired, and fainted directly. Others cried out in anger, but none of them had the strength to get up with a sword and fight again.

Even if Wen Ning blocked the hole again, how long would he be able to block it?

Suddenly, Wei WuXian said, "HanGuang-Jun!"

Lan Wangji looked back at him, Wei Wuxian took a breath, and said, "I want to do one thing."

Others were also attracted by his words. Wei WuXian asked, "Will you accompany me?"

Lan Wangji stared at him, articulating clearly and decisively: "Accompany."

Wei Wuxian smiled and took off his black clothes.

Under the black clothes is a layer of white clothes, which has been dyed half red, but it does not prevent him from lifting his blood-stained palms and lowering his head to smear a few lines on it.

As the lines became clearer, the eyes of those watching his movements became more and more unbelievable, as if they were looking at some monster. Fang Mengchen stood up directly, and said in amazement, "What are you going to do?"

Wei Wuxian ignored him and continued to paint.

When he stopped, what he was wearing was no longer a white coat, but a flag.

On the one hand, the one who attracts all the evil and evil things to one person is called the Yin Banner!

Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi stood together and waved to Lan SiZhui and the others. The juniors gathered around, Jin Ling also wanted to get up, but was pushed back by Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian said, "The second wave of corpses will break in later. I will lead them to the Blood Pond, and Hanguang-Jun will be responsible for killing them. Here," he patted his heart and said, "There is a target, they I won't pay attention to you. Don't fight, just rush out."

Lan SiZhui's voice became a little louder, and said, "How can this work! This is absolutely not possible!"

Sect Master Ouyang had given up holding on to his son. Ouyang Zizhen said, "Senior Wei, we also want to kill walking corpses! I can kill a hundred more!"

Lan Jingyi had already started to undress: "I want to draw a flag on my body too!"

Wei WuXian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "If you're done, don't mess around. One target is enough, Hanguang-Jun alone can cooperate with me to kill the walking corpses, and the others will not cause trouble."

In the Demon Demon Cave, everyone didn't know how to deal with this situation.

What the Zhaoyin Flag is used for, no one does not know. However, even if there is one person who is willing to use his own flesh and blood to attract the corpses that are about to break through the formation in exchange for the safety of others, this person should definitely not be Wei WuXian!

Lan Sizhui and the others wanted to speak, but Lan Wangji said, "Listen to him."

Immediately, he turned to Lan Qiren and bowed deeply. Lan Qiren opened his eyes, but did not speak. Lan Sizhui said, "Mr. Lan! Hanguang-jun, he... he..."

Lan Qiren said lightly, "It should be like this."

Lan Sizhui had to speak, "But...!!" Wei Wuxian shouted, "Wen Ning! Clear the way!"

The black lines extending from Wen Ning's neck instantly grew, almost covering most of his cheeks. He no longer intercepted the corpses, and a long whistling sounded from his throat, rushing out of the way through the layered corpses.

And the second wave of corpses that lost their barriers finally stepped into the Demon Demon Cave.

Wei WuXian pushed Lan SiZhui and said, "Let's go!"