Running at night-III

This group of people originally thought that they would die tragically at the hands of the Yiling Patriarch, and then become a zombie controlled by him. They were all horrified. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian had no interest in entangled with them. After reading the notice, he The group of people threw it on the ground and left with their hands behind their hands.

He did not take back those ghosts, and the people on the ground continued to moan and groan in pain, and continued to squirm and groan, unable to get up.

I don't know how long it took, but 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 managed to get up, only to see the blue sword light fly back and be put into one person's sheath.

The man was an extremely young and handsome man, wearing white clothes and wiping his forehead, his face was cold and solemn, and there seemed to be a ray of suppressed worry in his brows. He walked very fast, but he showed no sign of urgency, and his clothes did not even fly.

The monk who broke his legs endured the pain and said: "Han... Hanguang-Jun!"

Lan Wangji walked to him, squatted down and pressed his leg, and found out the injury was not very serious. Before he stood up and spoke, the monk said again: "Hanguang-Jun, you are late, Wei Wu Xian just left!"

Many people know that in the past few days, Lord Hanguang of the Gusu Lan Sect has been tracking down the whereabouts of Wei Wuxian, probably to settle accounts with him and to repay the dozens of lives lost in vain from the Gusu Lan Sect, he said hurriedly : "Yes, 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 beat us to death indiscriminately, almost killing us all on the spot!"

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

The monk quickly added: "But he let it slip. Now he is going to the Evernight City and the swearing-in meeting to settle accounts with the four major families!"

After the Qishan Wen clan was destroyed, the main palace complex of Evernight City was reduced to a gorgeous and empty ruin.

There is an extremely wide square in front of the Flame Palace, which is located at the highest point of the city that never sleeps. In the past, there were three flagpoles soaring into the sky at the front of the square. Now, two of them have been broken, and the remaining one is hung with a torn and torn flagpole covered in blood. flag.

That night, the square was densely packed with phalanxes of various families, large and small, and the banners of each family were fluttering 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 array, and Jin Guangyao served each of them a glass of wine in turn. After receiving all the wine cups, the family heads raised them high and placed them on the ground.

As the wine was poured into the ground, Jin Guangshan solemnly said: "No matter what your clan or surname is. This glass of wine is for the martyrs of the family who died."

Nie Mingjue said: "The heroic spirit will live on forever."

Lan Xichen said: "May you rest in peace."

Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, had a gloomy look on his face and said nothing as he finished pouring the wine.

Next, Jin Guangyao walked out of the Lanling Jin Sect's square formation, holding a black square iron box in his hands. Jin Guangshan picked up the iron box with one hand, raised it high, and shouted: "The remnants of the Wen family are burned here!"

After saying that, he used his spiritual power and shattered the iron box with his bare hands. The black iron box was broken into several pieces, and countless white ash was scattered in the cold night wind.

Breaking the bones and scattering ashes!

A burst of cheers and cheers broke out from the crowd. Jin Guangshan raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet and listen to him. When the cheers gradually subsided, he loudly said: "Tonight, the two leaders of the Wen Party's remnants will be crushed to ashes tonight. And tomorrow! It will be all the remaining Wen dogs, and - Yi Ancestor Ling, Wei Ying!"

Suddenly, a low laugh interrupted his impassioned speech.

The low laughter sounded at the wrong time, it was sudden and harsh, and everyone immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from.

The Yanyang Lieyan Palace is a magnificent hall with a total of twelve roof ridges, and there are eight mythical beasts at the end of each roof ridge. At this time, everyone discovered that there were nine of them on one of the roof ridges. The low laughter just now came from there!

The extra ridged beast moved slightly, and the next moment, a boot and a piece of black clothes hung down from the eaves, swaying slightly.

Everyone's hands pressed down on the hilt of the sword. Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank and veins protruded on the back of his hands. Jin Guangshan was filled with shock and hatred, and said: "Wei Ying! How dare you appear here!"

When the man spoke, it was indeed Wei Wuxian's voice, which sounded very strange: "Why don't I dare to appear here? Do you have three thousand people in total? Don't forget that during the Sun Shooting Campaign, Not to mention three thousand, I have also singled out five thousand people. And my appearance here, wouldn't it be just what you want? I will save you the trouble of coming to my door tomorrow to crush me to ashes."

Several disciples of the Nie family in Qinghe died at the hands of the crazed Wen Ning. Nie Mingjue said coldly: "Shu Zi is arrogant."

Wei WuXian said, "Have I always been so arrogant? Sect Master Jin, how comfortable is it to slap yourself in the face? Who is it that said that as long as the Wen siblings go to Jinlin Terrace to plead guilty to you, this matter will be revealed? You just kept explaining it. Who is it that God is going to crush me and other remnants of the Wen Party to ashes?"

Jin Guangshan said: "One code equals another code! Qiongqidao intercepted you and massacred more than a hundred of my Lanling Jin clan's descendants. This is one code. You allowed Wen Ning Jinlintai to commit crimes. This is another code..."

Wei WuXian said: "Then I dare to ask Sect Leader Jin, who was intercepted by Qiongqidao? Who was killed? Who was the mastermind? Who was the one who fell into the trap? In the final analysis, who came to provoke me first, what happened? who is it?!"

The disciples standing in the phalanx were hiding in the sea of people and felt safer. They emboldened themselves and shouted from the air: "Even if Jin Zixun planned to intercept and kill you first, you should never be so ruthless." , killing so many lives!"

"Oh." Wei Wuxian analyzed for him: "If he wants to kill me, he doesn't have to worry about killing him. If I die, I will be unlucky. To protect myself, I have to worry about not hurting this, not hurting that, and not losing him. A hair? In short, you can attack me, but I can't fight back, right?"

Sect Leader Yao raised his voice and said: "Counterattack? Those more than 100 people and the more than 30 people on Jinlin Platform are innocent. Why should you implicate them if you fight back!"

Wei WuXian said, "The more than fifty Wen family monks on the mass grave are also innocent, so why do you want to implicate them?"

Another person spat: "What kind of kindness did Wen Gou give you? You are doing this to these bastards."

"I don't think there is any great kindness at all. It's just that he thinks he is a hero who is against the whole world, he thinks he is doing a righteous deed, and he thinks he is great for braving the world's disapproval!"

After hearing this, Wei Wuxian fell silent.

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

Wei Wuxian said, "What evidence do you have that proves that I was the one who cast the evil curse?"

The person who asked the question was speechless and choked, and said: "Then what evidence do you have to prove that it was not you?"

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

The man was shocked and angry: "Me? How could I be like you? Stop confusing right and wrong! You are the biggest suspect. Do you think we don't know? You and Jin Zixun had a grudge more than a year ago!"

Wei WuXian said solemnly: "Who is this messy guy? That's right. If I wanted to kill him, I would have killed him more than a year ago. There is no need to keep him here until now. Otherwise, with a character like him, it wouldn't be possible for him to last more than a year and me for three days." Just forget about it."

Sect Master Yao was shocked: "...Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, I have learned a lot today. I have never seen such an unreasonable villain like you... After killing someone, you also use insults and harsh words." . Don't you have any sympathy or guilt at all?"

There were a lot of curses, but Wei Wuxian took them calmly.

Only anger can suppress other emotions in his heart.

A monk standing at the forefront of the phalanx said sadly: "Wei Ying, you disappoint me so much. Fortunately, I once admired you and said that you were the founder of the sect. Now that I think about it, I feel so sick. From now on, you and I are incompatible!"

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

He laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe, and said: "You admire me? You said you admired me, then why didn't I see you when you admired me? And when I was shouting for beatings, you jumped out and waved the flag?"

Wei Wuxian smiled with tears in his eyes, and said: "Your admiration is too cheap. You said that you and I will be irreconcilable from now on, which is fine. Does your incompatibility or sworn relationship have any impact on me? Your Admiration and hatred are so insignificant, how can you have the nerve to shout about them?"

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

Looking down, he saw an arrow stuck directly in his chest, the arrowhead buried in two ribs.

He looked towards the direction where the feather arrow came from. The person who shot this arrow was a young monk with fine features, standing in the square formation of a small family, maintaining his posture, the bow string was still trembling.

Wei WuXian could see that the arrow was originally aimed straight at the fatal spot in his heart. It's just that the archer's skill was not good, and the arrow's momentum faded in mid-air, so it missed the heart and penetrated into the ribs.

The people around the archer all looked at the fellow student with astonishment and even horror at the man who had made such a reckless move. Wei Wuxian raised his head, with a sinister look on his face. He pulled out the arrow with his backhand and threw it back with all his strength. Hearing a scream, the young monk who secretly shot him was stabbed in the chest by an arrow he threw back with his bare hands!

Another young man next to him threw himself on him and howled: "Brother! Brother!"

The family's phalanx was instantly thrown into chaos. The head of the family pointed a trembling finger at Wei Wuxian and said, "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 does it mean to be vicious? Since he dared to shoot me in a sneak attack, he should have expected what would happen if he missed the shot. . Since he has called me evil, you can't expect me to be magnanimous and not argue with him."

Jin Guangshan shouted: "Set up the formation, set up the formation! We must not let him leave here alive today!"

With an order, the confrontation was finally broken. Several disciples wielded swords and bows and surrounded the upper hall.

Finally made the first move!

Wei Wuxian sneered and took off Chen Qing from his waist, raised it to his lips, and as the flute made a sharp neigh, pale arms emerged from the ground on the Evernight City Square!

Corpses one after another broke through the fine ground paved with white stones and crawled out from the depths of the soil. Some of the swordsmen who had just left the ground were immediately dragged down by them. Wei Wuxian stood on the roof of the Flame Palace, his bamboo flute playing horizontally, his eyes shining coldly in the night. Looking down, the clothes of each house are like colorful boiling water, churning constantly, sometimes scattering, sometimes gathering again. Except for Yunmeng Jiang's side of the phalanx, all other families were in chaos. Each family head was busy protecting his disciples and had no time to attack Wei Wuxian.

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

Wei Wuxian put down his plea and looked back. I saw a person sitting on the ridge of another roof, with Hengqin in front of him. His snow-white clothes 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 that the pure heart sound is of no use to me!"

Lan Wangji turned over the back of the piano, pulled out Bichen instead, and charged straight at Chen Qing, trying to cut off the ghost flute that gave birth to the demonic sound. Wei Wuxian turned around and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I know that one day we will have to kill each other with real swords and guns. Anyway, you have never liked me, come on!"

After hearing these words, Lan Wangji paused and said, "Wei Ying!"

Although this sound came from drinking, any sober person who listened to it would have heard that Lan Wangji's voice was clearly trembling. However, Wei Wuxian had lost his ability to judge at this moment. He was already half crazy, half delirious, and all malice was infinitely amplified by him. He just felt that everyone in the world hated him, and he also hated everyone. Don't be afraid of whoever comes, it's the same for whoever comes, it's nothing more than that.

Suddenly, amidst the sounds of fighting, Wei Wuxian heard a subtle voice.

The voice was shouting: "Axian!"

This voice was like a basin of cold water, dousing the evil fire raging in his heart.

Jiang Yanli?

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

Wei Wuxian was so stunned that he no longer wanted to fight Lan Wangji, so he put down his plea and said, "Senior sister?!"

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

Wei Wuxian jumped off the roof of the Flame Palace and shouted as hoarse as Jiang Cheng: "Senior sister? Senior sister? Where are you? Where are you? I can't see you!"

He didn't care about the flashes of swords and swords that were coming towards him. He was punching and punching in the chaotic crowd while running hurriedly. Suddenly, seeing Jiang Yanli's white figure submerged behind the crowd, Wei Wuxian tried his best to Push aside those who block your path and move forward with difficulty. There was still a lot of distance between them, and there were countless people between them. For a while, Wei Wuxian couldn't rush past, and Jiang Cheng couldn't rush past either. What's worse is that at this moment, both of them suddenly noticed that a vicious corpse was standing staggeringly behind Jiang Yanli.

The murderous corpse's body was half rotten, dragging a rusty sword in its hand as it approached Jiang Yanli.

Seeing this heartbreaking scene, Wei Wuxian shouted sternly: "Get out of here! Get out of here! Don't touch her!"

Jiang Cheng also roared: "Let it go!"

He threw the three poisons, and the purple sword light flew towards the murderous corpse. However, the sword light was interfered by the sword light of other monks halfway and deviated from the direction. The more disordered Wei Wuxian's mind became, the worse his control ability became. The murderous corpse ignored his instructions and instead raised the sword in his hand and struck at Jiang Yanli!

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

Now everyone is busy dealing with the vicious corpses entangled around them, and no one has the mind to pay attention to whether others are in danger. The vicious corpse slashed down with a sword, slicing open Jiang Yanli's back!

Jiang Yanli suddenly fell to the ground.

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

Lan Wangji landed on the square and took the summoned Bichen. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng rushed over, not even bothering to thank 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 shouted sternly: "Wei Ying! Stop pushing the corpses!"

Wei Wuxian couldn't care about anything else at the moment, and there was no trace of Lan Wangji's face in his eyes. He couldn't see the bloodshot eyes or the red eyes. He just wanted to see Jiang Yanli. If there's anything wrong, she brushes him away with bare eyes and throws herself to the ground. Lan Wangji was pushed by him and swayed. He stood firm and looked at him. Before he could make a move, he suddenly heard someone screaming for help in the distance. He narrowed his eyes and flew forward to rescue.

Jiang Yanli's back was soaked in blood. He closed his eyes, but fortunately he was still breathing. Jiang Cheng withdrew his hand that was checking her pulse tremblingly, heaving a sigh of relief, and 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 okay?!"

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 time, Jiang Yanli moved. Jiang Cheng hugged her tightly and said incoherently: "Sister! It's okay! It's okay. How are you? It's okay. It's just a sword stroke. It's okay. I'll take you down right away... …"

As he spoke, he was about to pick Jiang Yanli up, but Jiang Yanli suddenly said: "...Axian."

Wei Wuxian shivered and said hurriedly: "Senior sister, I...I'm here."

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

Jiang Yanli tried her best to say: "...Axian. Why did you... run so fast before... I didn't even have time to look at you or say a word to you..."

As he listened, Wei Wuxian's heart beat wildly.

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

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 doesn't matter?

 I do not hate you?

Nothing happened?

Don't you blame you for killing Jin Zixuan?

 impossible.

But she couldn't say the exact opposite.

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

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

Sighing, Jiang Yanli said: "Axian, you... please stop first. No more, no more..."

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

He picked up Chen Qing, put it to his lips, lowered his head and started playing. It took him a lot of energy to calm down. This time, the vicious corpses finally stopped ignoring his orders. One by one, they made weird noises in their throats, as if they were complaining, and slowly fell down. .

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

Suddenly, Jiang Yanli's eyes opened, and a burst of force erupted from his hands from nowhere, 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 young man holding the sword was the young monk who just threw himself on the archer and cried bitterly. He was still crying loudly, and said with tears in his eyes: "Wei Thief! I will return this sword to you on behalf of my brother!"

Wei Wuxian sat on the dirty ground, looking in disbelief at Jiang Yanli, whose head had fallen out and a lot of blood was pouring out of his throat.

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

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

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

Lan Wangji thrust out his sword and turned his head sharply.

Only then did the young man realize that he had killed the wrong person by mistake. He pulled out his long sword and brought out a bunch of bloody flowers. He backed away in panic and said as he backed away: "...No, not me, not...I She wanted to kill Wei Wuxian, and I wanted to avenge my brother... She jumped on it herself!"

Wei Wuxian suddenly flashed in front of him and grabbed his neck. Sect Leader Yao brandished his sword and shouted: "Evil devil, let him go!"

Lan Wangji couldn't care less about his demeanor. He pushed aside people blocking his way one after another and ran towards Wei Wuxian. However, before he had even reached half the distance, Wei Wuxian crushed the young man's throat bone with his bare hands in full view of everyone.

Another monk said angrily: "You! You - you exhausted Jiang Fengmian and his wife to death, and now you have exhausted your senior sister to death. You are responsible for yourself, and you dare to anger others! You don't know how to look back, but you continue to kill people. Your crime is unforgivable!"

However, no matter how much abuse and rebuke, Wei Wuxian could no longer hear it at this time.

As if controlled 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 were half up and half down, and merged into one body, making a loud clanging sound.

Wei Wuxian held it in his palm and raised it high.

Yinhu Talisman!