Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

"Little rascal?!" Although Wei Wuxian had thought that the person who came was probably Xue Yang, he was a little surprised when he suddenly saw that Lan Wangji had already got up with the piano in his arms and stood beside Wei Wuxian, although his face was expressionless, But his eyes were looking at Xue Yang vigilantly.

"I just came here to catch up with senior, what are you doing in such a big battle?" Xue Yang jumped down from the tree laughing, hid the disaster in his sleeve, put his hands on his back, and walked straight to Wei Wuxian Come, "Farewell to Yicheng, senior, don't forget me."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: This little rascal's ability to open his eyes and tell lies is getting better and better, but why is his appearance more immature than when he was in Yicheng?

"This walking corpse is all your work?" When Wei Wuxian faced Xue Yang, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. He looked around vigilantly, approached Lan Wangji, and asked, "Aren't you already dead?" ?”

"Hahaha!" Xue Yang seemed to have heard some joke, half leaning against the tree, tilting his head slightly, and whispered with a sly smile, "Everyone knows that the ancestor of Yiling was buried in a mass grave long ago, but seeing him today, Isn't it good too?"

As expected, Xue Yang's arm was beheaded that day. According to the amount of bleeding at that time, he must have died. Xue Yang was a heinous man in life, who killed people without blinking an eye. Fierce ghosts and evil gods are also reasonable, and it is not impossible to be sacrificed.

But... Who is it that sacrifices to Xue Yang?Actually helped this little rascal to be reborn in the world.

"You're wearing the Venus Snow Wave Robe?" Lan Wangji asked suddenly, he glanced at Xue Yang indifferently, and frowned slightly.

"It's a pity, it's not from the Gusu Lan Sect, ah, otherwise it would be more fun." Xue Yang followed Lan Wangji's words and said with a smile. Suddenly, Jiang disaster came out of his sheath, wrapped in the light of his sword, and stabbed at Wei Wuxian. It really changed his face in a second.

Wei Wuxian had been on guard against Xue Yang for a long time. This little rascal has always behaved as he pleases, so he had to guard against him. When the disaster strike came, he dodged and hid behind Lan Wangji, and Wen Ning even more so. He threw out the entangled corpses directly, protecting Wei Wuxian's back.

The sound of the zither was clanging, different from the soft sound of the zither in the past, the sound of the zither was murderous and collided fiercely with the disaster. Xue Yang was not in a hurry, but walked around the hall slowly and calmly.

"The Yinhu Talisman is in your hand!" Wei WuXian had been observing Xue Yang's movements, and suddenly affirmed, "You are holding the Yinhu Talisman, so you can't just recruit some low-class walking corpses, right?"

Xue Yang stopped in his tracks, grasped the hilt of Jiang disaster's sword, and followed Lan Wangji's offensive to retreat a few steps. Wei Wuxian reminded, "Attack his left leg!"

When Xue Yang retreated, his left foot always landed lighter, which showed that this leg could not bear the force. Lan Wangji immediately changed the tone of the piano, turned his hand to press the string, and after seeing clearly where Xue Yang's left leg was, he flicked it. , Qin Yin left with murderous intent, the speed was too fast, Xue Yang could only dodge sideways, but was still injured, blood oozing out from the wound.

"Are you bullying my inconvenient left leg?" Xue Yang asked while fighting with a smile. The attack just now couldn't make him frown. This person's ability to endure pain is probably second to none in the world.

"Of course, Tit for Tat! Lan Zhan, only attack his left leg!" Wei Wuxian also giggled. The little hooligan bullied him in Yicheng that day, with a body with low spiritual power, and it was his turn now. The little rascal got a taste of it.

"Master, I don't have time to play with you!" Xue Yang turned over to avoid Lan Wangji's attack, and placed Jiang disaster in front of him. With Jiang disaster in his hand, he stepped on a tree, turned around and slashed fiercely. The sword energy was fierce, and he immediately hid among the walking corpses, ordering the walking corpses to form a human wall for him.

"Hmph!" Xue Yang looked at the walking corpse in front of him, and laughed contemptuously, his eyes were ferocious, "Three hits one, I won't play anymore, come back another day!"

As soon as he was about to turn around, he noticed a familiar and sharp sword aura behind him, but the sword aura was so weak that when he was gently picked by Jiang disaster, the sword flew out backwards.

He sniffed the tip of his nose, there was a familiar smell, he didn't even need to turn his head, Xue Yang took a deep breath, turned around and said with a smile, "Master Dao, how did you learn the trick of sneak attack?"

Xiao Xingchen's spiritual power couldn't be used either. He forcibly used his spiritual power, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose. The blood dripped down his fingers, but his eyes looked at Xue Yang calmly. With Shuanghua in his hand, he couldn't stab the second sword no matter what.

"Stop, Xue Yang." Xiao Xingchen seemed to be speaking very hard, the last two words seemed to exhaust all his strength, he lowered his arms weakly, and the tip of Shuanghua's sword drew shapeless sword marks on the ground .

Now that things are not as simple as he thought, he can no longer simply hate him, or simply... like that boy who cheated by drawing lots.

Seeing Xiao Xingchen's mouth and nose bleeding, Xue Yang couldn't help taking a step forward, then abruptly stopped his movements, raised his chin slightly, and looked at him coldly, "The Taoist priest thought I was the one who did this. What? The Daoist didn’t ask a single word, and I didn’t even distinguish a word, so the Daoist thinks it’s my fault?”

Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, but Xue Yang suddenly laughed wildly, with a strange and crazy expression. He swung the disaster a few times at will. The blood splattered onto Xiao Xingchen's Taoist robe, which was extremely conspicuous.

But even in such a frenzied state, there was still no sword edge that hurt Xiao Xingchen at all. Xue Yang's cautiousness in the madness seemed so pitiful. The head thinks that I did it, so it must be me, why, does the head of the road want to arrest me and go back to Jinlin Terrace?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't understand why Xue Yang showed such a crazy look just now, and he didn't understand why he suddenly smiled and talked affectionately, as if he was still the boy who didn't want to go shopping.

It was just these words that made his whole body stiff, Jin Lintai was the beginning of everything, and his eyes began to hurt again.

"Really... Taoist priest, why are you so stupid? I lied to you, but you believed it. I didn't lie to you, but you didn't believe it. It's always been like this. When will you be smarter?" Xue Yang said in a low voice. With a sly smile, there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, and the point of his sword pointing directly at the Temple of Fumo, he changed his gloomy appearance, and suddenly smiled affectionately, "I want to see, in the Temple of Fumo, can you, the Taoist priest? How many people were rescued?"

After saying that, the walking corpse surged up again, squeezing between Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen, Xiao Xingchen's eyes were filled with a terrifying and ferocious face, and he had no time to look for Xue Yang's figure.

But he could feel that Xue Yang's ferocious eyes were staring at him closely.

In the end, he still refused to let him go. The world is so chaotic, and they have long been entangled.

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