Chapter 108 Zang Feng twenty-two 2

If he succeeded with this sword, even if he couldn't subdue Nie MingJue, he would still be able to buy some time. However, due to Su She's sudden explosion, this sword was infused with too much spiritual energy, exceeding its endurance limit, and when it was swung in the middle, it broke into several pieces with a "dang" sound. But Nie MingJue's palm hit his chest.

Su She's brilliance was fleeting. He didn't even have time to spit out a mouthful of blood and say a decent or cruel last word, and the anger in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Jin Guangyao was paralyzed beside Lan Xichen, and he also saw this scene. don't know if it was because of the severed hand and the blood flow in the abdomen, the pain was severe, or because of other reasons, there were faint tears in his eyes. But there was no chance for him to breathe or lick his wounds. After Nie MingJue pulled out his hand, he turned around and stared in his direction.

The cold and stern scrutiny on this hard face was exactly the same as when he was alive, and it was exactly what Jin Guangyao was most afraid of. Jin Guangyao was scared back to tears, and asked for help in a trembling voice, "Second brother..."

Lan XiChen changed the sword's edge, and Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi also hurried their tunes. However, the whistle just now has been broken, and it is much more difficult than before to try to reactivate it. At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shout, "Wei Wuxian!"

Wei Wuxian immediately said, "What?"

After answering, he found out that the person calling him was Jiang Cheng, and Wei Wuxian was slightly surprised. Jiang Cheng didn't answer directly, but took something out of his sleeve and threw it with his hand. Wei Wuxian subconsciously reached out to catch it and looked down. Dark and bright flute body, bright red tassels.

Ghost Flute Chen Qing!

He touched this flute that he was all too familiar with, Wei Wuxian couldn't even ignore the surprise, he raised it to his lips without thinking, and shouted, "Lan Zhan!"

Lan WangJi nodded slightly, no more words needed, the piano and flute played in unison. The qin is like an ice spring, and the flute is like a bird. One is suppressing, the other is inducing. Under the two of them, Nie MingJue's body swayed, and finally, half-forced, he moved his footsteps away from Jin Guangyao.

Step by step, under the control of the piano and flute ensemble, he stiffly walked towards the empty coffin for the second time. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also followed him step by step. As soon as he turned into the coffin, the two of them kicked both ends of the coffin lid on the ground in unison, and the heavy coffin lid flew up and down. Wei Wuxian flipped over the coffin head lightly, put Chen Qing back into his waist with his left hand, quickly bit the fingers of his right hand, and painted a whole series of incantations on the lid of the coffin like flowing clouds and flowing water, dripping with blood. Stagnation, one stroke to the end!

At this point, the roaring sounds of the beasts in the coffin gradually ceased. Lan Wangji held down the trembling seven strings and froze the sound of the piano under his fingers. Wei Wuxian let out a light breath, and after a while of feeling cautiously, he made sure that there was no strength under the coffin lid, and then stood up and said, "You have a really bad temper, right?"

He stood on the coffin, which was too high. Lan Wangji put away the qin and looked up at him with pale eyes. Wei Wuxian lowered his head, and his right hand couldn't help scratching the white face, whether it was accidental or intentional, and scratched a few blood-red blood marks on him. Lan WangJi didn't care and said, "Come down."

Wei Wuxian jumped down with a smile and was picked up by him.

It was a little quiet here, but over there, Nie Huaisang began to scream in pain.

He said, "Brother Xichen! Come and help me see if my legs are still attached to my body!"

Lan XiChen walked over, held him down to check, and said, "Huaisang, it's alright, don't be so afraid, the leg isn't broken. It's just punctured in one place."

Nie Huaisang said in horror, "It's pierced! How can you not be afraid when it's pierced! Is it pierced? Brother Xichen, help!"

Lan XiChen laughed and said, "It's not that serious."

Nie Huaisang still rolled around with his legs in his arms. Lan XiChen knew that he was most afraid of pain, so he took the medicine bottle out of his arms, put it in Nie Huaisang's hand, and said, "Relieve the pain."

Nie Huaisang hurriedly took the medicine to eat, and said as he ate, "Why am I so unlucky to be caught halfway by that Su Minshan for no reason at all, and he even stabbed me even if he ran away! I don't know if it's enough to just push me away, it's useful. Move the knife and move the sword..."

Lan XiChen stood up and turned back. Jin Guangyao fell to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, his hair was slightly disheveled, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was extremely embarrassed. It was probably because the pain at the severed hand was so severe that he couldn't help but groaned twice. He raised his eyes to look at Lan XiChen. Although he didn't say anything, just the appearance of covering his broken wrist and the miserable look in his eyes made it hard to feel pity.

Lan XiChen looked at him for a while, sighed, and took out the medicine he was carrying.

Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Lan."

Lan XiChen said, "Young Master Wei, he's... in this state, he shouldn't be able to do anything anymore. If he doesn't get treatment, I'm afraid he will die here on the spot. There are still a lot of things I haven't figured out."

Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Lan, I understand, I'm not forbidding you to save him, I'm reminding you to be careful with him. It's best to silence him and stop letting him speak."

Lan XiChen nodded slightly and said to Jin Guangyao, "Sect Master Jin, you heard me. Please don't do any more useless actions. Otherwise, just in case, if you do anything, I will show no mercy... ..." He took a deep breath and said, "Take your life."

Jin Guangyao nodded and whispered a weak sentence: "Thank you Zewu-Jun..."

Lan XiChen leaned down and carefully and carefully treated the wound of his broken wrist, Jin GuangYao trembled all the way. Seeing that the once glorious righteous brother ended up like this, Lan XiChen didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh in his heart.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked to the corner together. Wen Ning was still half collapsed and fell onto Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling in an awkward posture. Wei Wuxian laid him flat on the ground, and checked the black hole on his chest, he was very worried: "Look at you... what should I use to block it."

Wen Ning said, "Young Master, am I serious like this..."

Wei WuXian said, "It's not serious. You don't need the organs here. But it's ugly."

Wen Ning said, "I don't want to look good..."

Jiang Cheng was silent, while Jin Ling wanted to speak.

Over there, Lan Xichen was treating Jin Guangyao's wound. Seeing that Jin Guangyao was nearly fainted from the pain, Lan Xichen, who originally wanted to punish him, couldn't bear it, turned his head and said, "Huaisang, that bottle of medicine just now. give me."

Nie Huaisang took two pills to stop the pain, then put the medicine bottle into his arms, and said hurriedly: "Oh, good." He lowered his head to search for a while, and was about to hand it to Lan XiChen, when suddenly his pupils contracted, and he said in horror: " Brother Xichen, be careful behind your back!!!"

Lan XiChen didn't let down his guard against Jin Guangyao at first, and kept on a string. Seeing Nie Huaisang's expression and his exclamation, he felt a chill in his heart. Without thinking, he pulled out his sword and stabbed behind him.

Jin Guangyao was stabbed by his righteous chest with a sword, and his face was full of astonishment.

Others were also taken aback by the sudden turn of events. Wei Wuxian stood up suddenly and said, "What's going on?!"

Nie Huaisang said, "I, I, I... I saw the third brother just now... No, I saw Sect Master Jin put his hand behind him, I don't know if it was..."

Jin Guangyao looked down at the sword that pierced through his chest, his lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but because he had been banned, he was speechless. Wei Wuxian felt that something was wrong with this situation, and before he could ask a question, Jin Guangyao coughed up a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely, "Lan Xichen!"

He even forcibly broke through the forbidden speech technique.

Jin Guangyao is now covered in wounds all over his body, his left hand was burnt by poisonous smoke, his right wrist is broken, a piece of abdomen is missing, and his whole body is covered in blood. Angrily shouted once: "Lan Xichen!"

Lan XiChen looked extremely disappointed and sad, and said, "Sect Master Jin, I said it. If you act again, I will show no mercy."

Jin GuangYao snorted viciously and said, "Yes! You said it. But do I have it?!"

He has always been a gentle and personable face in front of others, but at this time he actually showed such a brutal side in the market. Seeing his abnormal appearance, Lan XiChen also felt that something was wrong, and immediately turned to look at Nie Huaisang. Jin Guangyao laughed and said, "Come on! What are you looking at him? Don't look! What can you see? Even I haven't seen it for so many years. Huaisang, you are really good."

Nie Huaisang was dumbfounded, as if he was too frightened by his sudden accusation to speak. Jin Guangyao said bitterly, "I'm actually planted in your hands like this..."

He tried hard to go to Nie Huaisang's side, but a sword still pierced through his heart, and he took a step, showing pain immediately. Lan XiChen could neither give him a fatal blow, nor draw his sword hastily, and blurted out, "Don't move!"

Jin GuangYao really couldn't move. He held the sword blade in front of his chest with one hand, fixed his body, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "What a 'one question and three unknown'! No wonder... It's really hard for you to hide it for so many years!"

Nie Huaisang trembled, "Brother Xichen, believe me, I really saw him just now..."

Jin Guangyao's face was hideous, and he shouted, "You!"

He wanted to pounce on Nie Huaisang again, and the sword inserted another inch into his chest. Lan XiChen also shouted, "Don't move!"

He had suffered countless losses from Jin Guangyao before, and had cheated on him countless times, but this time, he was inevitably vigilant, suspecting that he was in a hurry because Nie Huaisang had uncovered his actions behind his back, so he deliberately bit back in a hurry, just to distract him again. . Jin Guangyao easily understood the meaning in his eyes, and laughed in anger, saying, "Lan Xichen! I lied countless times in my life and hurt countless people. Friends, I have never done anything bad in the world!"

He took a breath and said hoarsely, "But I alone never thought of harming you!"

Lan XiChen was stunned.

Jin Guangyao took a few more breaths, grabbed his sword, gritted his teeth, and said, "...When you Yunshen was burned down and fled outside, who was the one who saved you from the fire and water? Where did I help you? Over the years, when have I ever suppressed the Gusu Lan Sect, and when have I not supported you in every possible way! Except for the temporary suppression of your spiritual power this time, when have I ever felt sorry for you and your family? I have invited you!"

Listening to these questions, Lan XiChen was unable to convince himself to use silence on him again. Jin Guangyao said, "Su Minshan was only able to repay me like this because I remembered his name back then. And you, Zewu-Jun, Sect Master Lan, can't tolerate me just like Nie MingJue, and you won't even give me a life. !"

After saying this, Jin GuangYao suddenly stepped back quickly, and Shuo Yue pulled out from his chest. Jiang Cheng shouted, "Don't let him escape!"

Lan XiChen stepped forward in two steps and captured him again effortlessly. Jin Guangyao's current state, no matter how fast he runs, he can't get anywhere, even if Jin Ling is blindfolded, he can catch him. What's more, he was injured in many places, and he was hit by a fatal sword, so he had no need to be prepared. But Wei WuXian suddenly reacted and shouted, "He's not trying to escape!!! Lord Zewu, leave him!"

It was too late. The blood from Jin Guangyao's severed limb dripped onto the coffin, and the blood crawled over the place Wei Wuxian had drawn before, destroying the runes and flowing into the coffin along the gap.

Nie MingJue, who had been sealed, suddenly burst out of the coffin!

The lid of the coffin was torn apart, one large pale hand grabbed Jin Guangyao's neck, and the other reached Lan XiChen's throat.

Jin GuangYao didn't want to run away, but he wanted to use his last breath to lead Lan XiChen to Nie MingJue's side and die together!

Lan Wangji repelled Bichen and stabbed towards that direction, but Nie Mingjue was almost not afraid of such immortal weapons. Even if Bichen hit him, it probably wouldn't stop him from further shrinking and Lan Xichen. The distance between the throats is close at hand.

However, just when that hand was barely able to grab Lan Xichen's neck, Jin Guangyao shoved his remaining left hand on his chest, pushing Lan Xichen out.

He himself was dragged into the coffin by Nie MingJue's neck and held up high, like a puppet. The picture was extremely terrifying. Jin Guangyao clenched Nie Mingjue's steel-like palms with both hands, struggling incessantly because of the pain. ?! I…”

He choked out a mouthful of blood, and everyone present heard an extremely cruel and clear "click".

Jin Guangyao let out a breathless whimper in his throat. Jin Ling's shoulders trembled, he closed his eyes and covered his ears, not daring to listen or watch.