Loyalty-III

Wei Wuxian folded the two pieces of paper and put them back into his arms. He said in surprise, "Am I right? You actually still have spiritual power with you! Congratulations. However, if you didn't have any evil intentions, why would you? Want to hide the fact that you haven't lost your spiritual power?"

Naturally, these two pieces of paper were not the fragments of "Lan Po Chao" collected from Jin Lintai, but the weird melodies that Jin Guangyao had played in Lan Wangji's handwriting when he was in the forbidden library. At that time, Lan Wangji left one copy for Lan Xichen to check, and Wei Wuxian conveniently collected his and Lan Wangji's two copies and took them with him. It just happened to be used to deceive people, making Su She suspicious and anxious. Coupled with the fact that he had deliberately taunted Su She with his words before, and repeatedly provoked Su She, it really made him agitated. In the end, without Wei Wuxian's verbal reminder, Lan Wangji suddenly tried, and Su She missed the point.

Everyone dodged one after another. In fact, it was not necessary, because Lan Wangji acted just like Wei Wuxian in talking, pressing forward step by step without leaving any room for room. Su She had to deal with it with all his strength to avoid falling behind. He staggered back to the steps, looked down, and saw a red curse formation at his feet. Lan Wangji's expression turned stern, and Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It's going to be bad! He's going to destroy this newly completed formation!"

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 faint red traces. Lan Wangji didn't care to fight with him anymore, and swiped his left hand on Bichen's edge, trying to redraw the formation. Su She took the opportunity to take out a charm and threw it to the ground. A burst of blue flames and smoke billowed out.

Teleportation talisman!

The gravedigger in the Chang family cemetery in Yueyang was familiar with the swordsmanship of the Gusu Lan family, and Su Minshan was a disciple of the Lan family with a different surname, so he met this condition. The foggy-faced man who appears many times is Su She!

Wei Wuxian knelt down next to Lan Wangji and said, "How is it?"

Lan Wangji traced the ground with his bleeding fingers for a while, then shook his head. The new blood has completely covered and destroyed the original curse seal, and it cannot be repaired. Wei Wuxian took his hand, wiped the blood and ash on it with his sleeve, and said, "If it's useless, don't draw it."

The formation will be broken and crumbling. The disciples of the Moling Su family looked blank. It seemed that Su She did not tell them that they were playing the wrong tune, nor did he tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. In other words, in the original plan, these disciples of the Molingsu clan were going to die just like everyone else. They were afraid that others would be resentful and seek revenge and vent their anger on them, so they huddled together. However, there was already a panic in the Demon-Conquering Cave, and few people cared about taking revenge on them. Several family heads grabbed their sons and warned: "When the corpses rush in later, protect yourself, find a way to escape, and stay alive no matter what! Do you understand?!"

Jin Ling felt sour after hearing this, but in the bottom of his heart he was also expecting his uncle to say this too. After waiting for a long time, he didn't show any sign, so he couldn't help but look at him hard. He looked so hard that Jiang Cheng finally turned his gaze back. The haze dissipated slightly, but he frowned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

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

Wei Wuxian tore off a clean sleeve to clean and bandage the wound on Lan Wangji's hand, when a figure suddenly rushed out from behind and slashed with a sword. Lan Wangji stretched out his fingers with his right hand and flicked away the reckless sword with his bare hands. Wei Wuxian took a closer look and said, "Why is it you again?"

The man was knocked back several steps by the force of the bullet and fell to the ground. It was Yi Weichun. His eyes were blood red, and he held his sword and said, "Wei Wuxian, I don't believe a word of what you just said!"

Wei WuXian said, "When the incident was revealed, Su She drew his sword and ran away. Why else do you not believe it?"

Yi Weichun struck with his sword again and shouted, "I don't believe it! I don't believe anything you say!"

Hatred can blind a person's eyes and make him unwilling to admit anything that is beneficial to his enemy.

At this moment, several frightened shouts came from the front: "It's broken!"

"The formation is broken!"

"Coming in!"

Wen Ning used his bare hands to knock away a row of ragged corpses. However, he was left alone in the end. Without the barrier of the blood formation, the Demon Fu Cave could not withstand the surging corpses like a black tide. The rancid smell and roaring sounds instantly filled the entire empty cave!

Jin Ling had never seen so many vicious corpses at such close distances. He couldn't help but feel horrified. He tightened his grip on the hilt of Suihua's sword. However, someone suddenly opened his palm and stuffed something cold into it. He looked down and said in shock: "Uncle?"

Jiang Cheng stood up while supporting Sandu, who had no spiritual power, and swayed slightly, saying, "If you dare to lose Zidian, try it!"

Lan SiZhui, Lan Jingyi and others stepped forward with their swords raised, saying: "Ghost General! We are here to help you!"

Unable to hold his son back and stand up, Sect Leader Ouyang roared, "Zizhen is back!"

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

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, a withered claw was poking towards his throat. Sect Master Ouyang's liver and gallbladder were split, and he screamed: "Zizhen!!!"

At the critical moment, a sword blade cut off the withered claw. Lan Qiren grabbed Ouyang Zizhen and threw him back into the crowd. He led a group of sword cultivators from the Gusu Lan Sect to fight. He rested for a long time, and his physical strength recovered better. His sword skills were so sharp that many people were stunned. Lan SiZhui was moving his sword like the wind, when suddenly he heard the sound of gold and stone behind him, and someone helped him block the blow from behind. Lan SiZhui was surprised: "Master Jin, why are you here too?"

It turns out that Jin Ling just saw other peers rushing towards him and couldn't help it anymore. When Jiang Cheng was not paying attention, he stuffed the Purple Lightning 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 pursue him, but managed to strike a few blows with a few staggering steps. He felt that the three poisons in his hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms. Two female corpses, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards him. Jiang Cheng cursed and raised his sword to fight again, but another pair of hands tore the two female corpses into pieces and said, "Jiang Zong..."

When Jiang Cheng heard this voice, he became furious, kicked Wen Ning away, and cursed: "Get the fuck out of here!" Then he roared: "Jin Ling!!!"

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

Jin Ling ignored Jiang Cheng's roar, which was even scarier than this murderous corpse, and said, "You just go back!"

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

Lan Jingyi said loudly: "Of course, who do you think Hanguang-Jun and Zewu-Jun's swordsmanship teachers were before they were sixteen?"

Sect Master Ouyang bravely waved his sword and shouted at the other people in the Demon-Conquering Cave who were still dazed: "What are you waiting for! If you don't kill, you will die. These juniors are all fighting, why are you sitting here!"

Under the influence of this group of young people fighting hard, more and more people drew their swords and joined the battle with their remaining spiritual and physical strength. Gradually, the group of corpses surrounding the cave changed from being impenetrable to barely forming a row. After about half an hour, they became just twos and threes. The situation has really begun to turn!

When Lan Wangji cut the last vicious corpse that rushed forward into two pieces with one sword, there were piles of corpses in the Demon-Conquering Cave, and the blood was flowing.

Everyone was covered in crusted black blood, and their chests were filled with a strong, choking smell of blood. After a hard battle, many people had collapsed on the ground and could not get up. They were no different from corpses. Only a few family heads and those young people with strong physical strength could barely stand with their swords.

Lan Jingyi's eyes straightened, his face turned pale, and he said: "I...I have never killed so many zombies...I killed at least thirty, no, more than forty..."

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

After saying that, the teenagers fell to the ground with a plop, as if they had made an appointment, and never wanted to get up again.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to walk to Jin Ling, grabbed him, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Jin Ling's heavy breathing smelled like rust, and he said: "No, I..."

Jiang Cheng immediately slapped him to the ground and cursed: "No?! If not, I'll let you get hurt and learn a lesson! You little brat turned a deaf ear to my words, didn't you?"

However, after taking this slap, he could no longer stand, and sat down heavily. While inhaling, his eyes wandered to the two people standing closest to the outside of the Demon-Conquering Cave.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were surrounded by 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 shocking. Only the meaningful smear on his forehead was clean. Bichen was held in his hand, still maintaining the flow of spiritual power steadily.

This was the first time for everyone to see Hanguang-Jun in such an unkempt appearance, but at this time they were too busy taking care of themselves. One person said: "Is it... over..."

Upon hearing this voice, everyone thought that it was really strange that Nie Huaisang was not dead in such a battle, and he was still speaking with great energy. No one had the strength to answer him, and Nie Huaisang almost cried with joy: "Thank God, these zombies were finally killed! I survived the catastrophe and escaped the catastrophe. I am truly blessed by our ancestors!"

Infected by his emotion, several teenagers also cheered, and one after another, more and more people joined. Amid the cheers, someone from Gusu Lan's side exclaimed in a low voice: "Sir!"

Lan Qiren's voice came immediately: "No need to help me!"

Lan Wangji looked over there and saw Lan Qiren coughing out a few more mouthfuls of blood, waving his hands, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and began to adjust his breathing.

He quickly stepped forward and felt Lan Qiren's pulse for a moment. Just as he was about to transfer his spiritual power, Lan Qiren said again: "No need! The spiritual power has not been restored yet, so this move is just like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and it will be in vain."

Lan Wangji put his hand away and stood up. Several guests asked him habitually: "Hanguang-Jun, what should I do?"

After asking, they realized that this move was inappropriate. However, Lan Qiren closed his eyes to rest and seemed to have no intention of paying attention. Lan Wangji said: "Calm down for a moment and check the casualties. Treat the injured without delay."

He has always been very intimidating among the Gusu Lan Sect. Several disciples seemed to have taken a dose of reassurance and responded in unison: "Yes!" Even their breath was full. However, before they could make a move, Wei Wuxian suddenly said, "Quiet."

His face was solemn, and everyone immediately fell silent. Several people who were cheering and cheering fell silent one after another, staring at him uneasily. Except for the faint sound of breathing, there was no sound in the entire Demon-Conquering Cave.

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

That came from outside the Demon-Conquering Cave, the sound of footsteps crushing dead branches and leaves.

And it's not the sound of one person's footsteps, but the sound of dense and endless footsteps.

At this time, the people in the Demon-Conquering Cave didn't even dare to breathe, and countless horrified eyes looked outside the cave. I saw something slowly shaking and squirming in the black woods. It was hard to see clearly in the gray and black area, but with the sound of shuffling footsteps, these shaking things became clearer and clearer, until even their pale cheeks , skinny hands, and fangs of different colors in red and yellow are also clearly visible.

A new wave of corpses.

​And, compared to the previous wave, more!

Everyone in the Demon-Conquering Cave seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope, but at the next moment, a huge despair swept through the entire cave, and a shadow enveloped everyone. Even Jin Ling, Lan Sizhui and other young men were completely surrounded by this numbing feeling of despair, and their limbs became stiff. Some people seemed to be unable to accept this hope and then became desperate and fainted directly. Others also cried out in anger, but no one had the strength to get up with a sword and fight again.

Even if Wen Ning blocks the entrance of the cave again, how long can he block it by himself?

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian said, "Hanguang-Jun!"

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

Others were also attracted by his words. Wei Wuxian said, "Will you stay with me?"

Lan Wangji looked at him steadily and spoke clearly and decisively: "Accompany me."

Wei Wuxian smiled and took off his black clothes.

Under the black clothes was a layer of white clothes, which had been dyed half red, but it did not prevent him from lifting his bloody palm and lowering his head to smear a few lines on it.

As the lines became clearer and 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 with astonishment on his face: "What are you going to do?"

Wei Wuxian ignored him and continued to immerse himself in painting.

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

A flag that attracts all evil and evil things to one person, the Summoning Yin Flag!

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood together and waved to Lan Sizhui and others. The juniors gathered around and Jin Ling tried 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 pool, and Hanguang-Jun will be responsible for killing them. Here," he patted his heart, "there is a target. They I won't pay attention to you. Don't be obsessed with fighting, just rush out."

Lan SiZhui raised his voice for the rare occasion and said, "How can this work! This absolutely cannot work!"

Sect Master Ouyang had given up holding his son. Ouyang Zizhen said: "Senior Wei, we also want to kill the zombies! I can still kill a hundred more!"

Lan Jingyi had already started to take off his clothes: "I want to draw flags on my body too!"

Wei Wuxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, stop messing around. One target is enough. Hanguang-Jun can just cooperate with me to kill the walking zombies. Don't let others cause trouble."

Everyone in the Demon-Conquering Cave didn't know how to face this situation.

Everyone knows what the Zhaoyin Flag is used for. 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 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 and said nothing. Lan SiZhui said: "Mr. Lan! Hanguang-Jun, he...he..."

Lan Qiren said calmly: "That's how it should be."

Lan SiZhui continued to speak: "But...!!" Wei Wuxian shouted: "Wen Ning! Clear the way!"

The black lines extending from Wen Ning's neck grew suddenly, covering almost half of his face. He no longer intercepted the corpses, roared in his throat, and rushed out of the layers of corpses.

And the second wave of corpses that lost their obstacles finally entered the Demon-Conquering Cave?

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