Jin Guangyao gritted his teeth and hit several places on his severed arm. He lost too much blood and was dizzy. Suddenly he saw Nie Mingjue taking a step towards him, staring directly at him, and he was immediately stunned. Su She on the side coughed up another mouthful of blood and yelled at the top of his lungs: "Idiot! What are you still doing? Stop him! Stop that thing at the door!"
The monks from the Lanling Jin Sect who had been wandering around for a long time surrounded them with swords, and the first two were immediately knocked away by Nie Mingjue with one palm. Jin Guangyao sprinkled medicinal powder on the broken hand with his left hand, but the powder was immediately washed away by the blood flow. With almost tears in his eyes, he tried to tear off his own shirt, trying to bandage it to stop the bleeding, but his left hand was burned by the poisonous smoke from the coffin and the black box, and he couldn't use any strength. He shivered for a long time and couldn't tear it off, which only increased the pain. . Su She crawled over and tore off his white clothes to bandage him. Lan Xichen happened to be protecting Nie Huaisang and retreated to a safe place. Su She felt for the extra ointment and powder everywhere on his body, but couldn't find it, so he said to Lan Xichen : "Sect Master Lan! Sect Leader Lan, do you have any medicine? Please help me. Sect Master has always treated you with courtesy, so just treat it as a favor!"
When Lan Xichen saw Jin Guangyao's miserable state of almost fainting, his eyes showed a slight hint of unbearability. At this moment, just hearing the screams, Nie Mingjue punched hard, smashing the three monks into bloody flesh in one go!
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood in front of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling. Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning! How did you meet him?!"
After Wen Ning took the hand, he went to pick up the broken leg and said, "You asked me to find Mr. Lan. I couldn't find him at the inn, so I had to go out and look for him on the street. Before I met Mr. Lan, I saw Chi Feng. Lord Chifeng was walking on the street, as if he was looking for something. When the group of street children saw him, they didn't know the danger, and thought they were the same as me, so they went to harass him. Lord Chifeng had no sanity. If I wanted to tear them apart with my bare hands, I could only Fight with him all the way here..."
Wei Wuxian didn't have to ask why he didn't find Lan Wangji at the inn. He couldn't sleep next door to Lan Wangji, so could the Lan family sleep next door to him? He must have gone out for a random walk, and then met the fairy who went out to fetch reinforcements with his tail between his legs. This sudden thunderstorm must have started after Wen Ning and Nie Mingjue started fighting.
Things like "corpse" are meant to attract evil spirits, not to mention two extraordinary and vicious corpses!
Although the monks from the Lanling Jin Sect were no match for Nie Mingjue, they continued to charge forward bravely. However, when their swords hit Nie Mingjue, it was like cutting through fine steel, and they were unable to cut even a bloody wound. Nie Huaisang leaned out half of his body from behind Lan Xichen, and said with fear and anticipation: "Brother, I, I am..."
Nie Mingjue's pupilless eyes widened with anger, and he grabbed at him fiercely. Lan Xichen bowed his head slightly, cracking the ice and letting out a whimper, and Nie Mingjue's figure froze.
Lan Xichen said: "Brother, this is Huaisang!"
Nie Huaisang said: "Brother doesn't even recognize me..."
Wei Wuxian said: "Not only does he not recognize you, he doesn't even recognize who he is now!" Nie Mingjue is already a corpse driven by overwhelming resentment. He is violent and ferocious, attacking regardless of the target. Wen Ning After a moment of repair, he stepped forward to fight again. But Wen Ning's resentment was not as deep as his, and his stature was not as tall as his. In addition, Wei Wuxian's flute was cracked and could not bless him, so he was slightly inferior. The bleeding of Jin Guangyao's severed hand that was lying on the ground was finally stopped. Su She got up and carried him on his back, trying to escape in the chaos. This action made Nie Mingjue notice them warily again, and knocked Wen Ning away. , striding towards Jin Guangyao. Jin Ling lost his voice and said: "Uncle! Run!"
When Jiang Cheng saw that he actually spoke out to warn the enemy, he slapped him on the back of the head and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"
Jin Ling regained consciousness after being slapped, but after all, he was the uncle who had watched him grow up. In the past ten years, Jin Guangyao could not say bad things to him. He might have died tragically with this murderous corpse. The subordinate blurted out in desperation. When Nie Mingjue heard his voice, he turned his head in confusion. Wei Wuxian's heart tightened and he whispered, "It's broken!"
Now that Nie Mingjue has become a murderous corpse, he is of course the most resentful towards his enemy Jin Guangyao. But you can't identify people with your eyes!
Jin Guangyao and Jin Ling have a very close blood relationship. From the perspective of the Yinsha dead creature, the breath and blood of these two living beings are somewhat similar. If it is an evil thing in a state of chaos, it will be more difficult to distinguish. At this moment, Jin Guangyao had a broken arm, bleeding profusely, weak and half-dead, but Jin Ling was jumping around, and Nie Mingjue's dead brain, which was not thinking, was naturally more interested in him.
Lan Wangji scolded Bichen and struck Nie Mingjue directly in the heart. As expected, the tip of the sword pierced his chest and stopped him in his tracks. Nie Mingjue lowered his head and saw the shining long sword. He roared and reached out to grab it. Lan Wangji immediately recalled Bichen and flew into the sheath with a clang, making him miss. Then he flipped his left hand and pulled Wangji away. He took out the qin and held it in his palm. Without delay, he played a few sounds. Lan Xichen also brought the cracking ice to his lips again. Wei Wuxian swung out more than fifty talismans and threw them all at Nie Mingjue. However, before those talismans came close to Nie Mingjue, they were ignited by his resentment and burned to ashes in the air!
Nie Mingjue roared and grabbed Jin Ling. Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling had already retreated to the corner, with no way to retreat. Jiang Cheng had no choice but to push Jin Ling behind him, pull out the three poisons that temporarily made him unable to use his spiritual power, and forcefully Fight head on. The pianos and flutes are all playing, but I'm afraid it's too late!
Nie Mingjue's heavy punch penetrated a body.
But this body is not Jiang Cheng, nor is it Jin Ling.
Wen Ning stood in the corner in front of the two of them. He grabbed Nie Mingjue's steel-like arm with both hands and slowly pulled him out of his chest, leaving a huge transparent hole. It was bleeding, and only a little bit of black internal organs fell out.
Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning!!!"
Jiang Cheng looked like he wished he could go crazy on the spot.
He said: "You? You?!"
The punch was so powerful that it not only penetrated Wen Ning's chest, but also shattered part of his glottis. He couldn't say a word and fell down.
In this position, he happened to fall on top of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling. The body was temporarily unable to move, but the eyes were still open, looking at the two of them unblinkingly.
Jin Ling originally hated the murderer and the murder weapon that stabbed his father through the heart. He had sworn countless times since he was a child that if there was a chance in the future, he would cut Wei Ying and Wen Ning into pieces with Ling Chi. Later, he didn't want to hate Wei Wuxian, so he doubled his efforts to hate Wen Ning. But at this moment, after seeing the murderer and the murder weapon being punched through the heart in front of them, he couldn't even push Wen Ning out roughly to stop him from leaning on them.
We knew clearly that he was a dead man, not to mention a hole punched through, even if he was cut in half it wouldn't be a big deal, but for some reason, tears just couldn't be controlled and came out of his eyes.
After delivering this punch, Nie Mingjue's movements froze.
Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen both played in unison, with the harp flowing like an icy spring and the flute sounding like a high wind. All the sounds made were sounds that Nie Mingjue hated, and the harshness of the ensemble increased exponentially, giving him a sense of stagnation, as if someone was tying him up with an invisible rope, and the rope was getting tighter and tighter. , he became more and more angry, and finally broke out suddenly, forcibly breaking through the shackles of the broken sound, and struck at the person playing the piano. Lan Wangji calmly turned around and missed his attack, and the sound of the piano did not even stop for a moment. Nie Mingjue punched through the wall again. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard two happy chirping sounds.
He pulled his fist out of the wall and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Wei Wuxian whistled twice more and said with a smile, "Hello, Lord Chifeng. Do you recognize me?"
Nie Mingjue's ferocious white eyes stared at him silently. Wei Wuxian said, "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. Just recognize the whistle."
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Lan Xichen moved the cracked ice away slightly and said, "Master Wei!"
His original intention was to remind Wei Wuxian that his current body originally belonged to Mo Xuanyu, and that Mo Xuanyu and Jin Guangyao were also related by blood, and they were closer than he and Jin Ling were. If Nie Mingjue vents his resentment on him, it will only become more difficult to deal with. But before he could answer the next sentence, Lan Wangji's eyes moved over and he shook his head seemingly calmly and calmly.
Lan Xichen immediately understood that this was a signal to him: don't worry.
Lan Wangji believes that Wei Wuxian is fine.
Wei Wuxian was blowing a whistle and walking casually. The whistle was relaxing and pleasant. However, in the Guanyin Temple where there was lightning, thunder, wind and rain, and corpses everywhere, the sound, even though it was clear and clear, was particularly eerie. After hearing this, Wen Ning, who was lying on Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling in the corner, seemed to have an extremely strong urge to stand up. Whether he was holding back or temporarily unable to regain his mobility, he struggled twice and fell down again. Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling subconsciously reached out to pick him up at the same time, but after catching him, they both showed tangled expressions as if they wanted to drop him immediately.
Wei Wuxian smiled and played a humorous tune, while clasping his hands behind his back, he backed away unhurriedly. Nie Mingjue stood there. When Wei Wuxian took the first step back, his reaction was indifferent; when he took the third step back, he was still indifferent; and when he took the seventh step back, it seemed that he could no longer hold back the urge and headed towards He took a step in the direction of Wei Wuxian's retreat.
The direction Wei Wuxian drove him towards was the very gorgeous empty coffin behind the Guanyin Temple.
As long as he is allowed in first, Wei Wuxian will have a way to seal him off.
The white poisonous smoke has been eliminated long ago and is so thin that it is no longer a threat. Nie Mingjue, who had a livid face, was led to the empty coffin. He instinctively resisted such a thing. Wei Wuxian walked around the coffin. Everyone was staring here with bated breath, especially Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian blew his whistle leisurely and looked over leisurely. As soon as his eyes met, he blinked his left eye at Lan Wangji with a frivolous expression.
As if being pricked by a small sugar needle, the music under Lan Wangji's fingers made an undetectable ripple, and it was instantly calm. Wei Wuxian turned back a little proudly, and patted the mouth of the coffin in front of Nie Mingjue.
Finally, Nie Mingjue slowly leaned down.
But just when he was about to turn his upper body inside, a scream suddenly came from behind Lan Xichen.
Nie Mingjue immediately stopped possessing him and turned around like everyone else. Su She was seen carrying the half-conscious Jin Guangyao on his back, holding his leg with one hand, and holding a sword with blood on the sword's blade. Nie Huaisang lay on the ground, holding his leg and rolling in pain.
Seeing this, Shuo Yue's sword energy hit Su She's hand holding the sword hard. Su She's face was filled with astonishment and he dropped his sword. The sword had already stabbed Nie Huaisang, and the smell of blood floated in the air. Wei Wuxian cursed in his heart: "It's unreasonable to ruin my business at a critical moment!"
Nie Huaisang and Nie Mingjue are half-brothers. Nie Mingjue can smell his blood, which will not trigger murderous intent, but will make him very curious. And as soon as he was curious and attracted there, he would inevitably notice Jin Guangyao over there. And after killing Jin Guangyao, his ferocity will inevitably become greater and more difficult to contain!
Sure enough, Nie Mingjue heard a growl in his throat and turned his body away from the empty coffin. He immediately identified the person with his head lowered on Su She's back. Wei Wuxian's whistle could not distract him. . Nie Mingjue rushed over like a strong wind, and his palm fell on Jin Guangyao's Tianling!
Su She turned sideways fiercely, picked up the long sword that had just been knocked down to the ground with his toes, and used all his spiritual power to stab Nie Mingjue's heart. Perhaps it was a critical moment of life and death. This sword was extremely fast and ruthless. The sword was filled with his spiritual power, and the brilliance flowed and shone brightly. It was more wonderful and stunning than the countless seemingly elegant swords he had before. Even Wei Wuxian I couldn't help but want to admire how beautiful it was. Nie Mingjue was also forced to take a big step back by this burst of sword. After the aura faded, Nie Mingjue stepped forward again and grabbed Jin Guangyao relentlessly. Su She threw Jin Guangyao towards Lan Xichen with his left hand, and slashed towards Nie Mingjue's throat with his right hand.
Even though Nie Mingjue's whole body was as invulnerable as steel, the thread sewing his neck was not necessarily!