Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

By the time Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji arrived, Xue Yang had long since disappeared. Xiao Xingchen looked at the direction Xue Yang left in a rather embarrassed state, feeling uneasy.

"Little Uncle?!" Wei Wuxian swung his sword away from the walking corpse, and pulled Xiao Xingchen aside. Lan Wangji immediately played the piano to follow, and the two matched very naturally.

Xiao Xingchen staggered slightly, Shuanghua stood on the ground, and immediately looked up at Wei Wuxian blankly, as if he was very puzzled by his words of "little master uncle".

"My mother is a Zangse Sanren." Wei Wuxian clasped his fists and bowed, "This is not a place to talk, the little uncle moved to Fumo Temple, and Lan Zhan and I broke up here."

"Wei..." Xiao Xingchen suddenly recognized the identities of the two in front of him, and said softly, "Young Master Wei, Second Young Master Lan, you go in first, and I'll finish here."

"Junior Uncle can call me Axian, and Senior Sister used to call me like that." Wei Wuxian said with a smile, "As for Lan Zhan...Junior Uncle can just call him Wangji, right, Lan Zhan!"

Wei WuXian smiled and rubbed Lan WangJi with his shoulder. Lan WangJi froze for a moment, then nodded, and replied, "Yes."

"Little uncle, you can't use your spiritual power, let's go in, Lan Zhan and I are fine here, and Wen Ning is here." As if to respond to what he said, Wen Ning threw out several murderous corpses vigorously. Ning held the iron chain with both hands, and came wrapped in a dark wind.

Xiao Xingchen looked at Wei Wuxian, there were too many questions in his mind, but he was not a person who got to the bottom of things, not to mention that this was his senior sister's child, logically, he should protect him even more.

"Together." Xiao Xingchen saw that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji teamed up, and there was Wen Ning beside him. Although there were many corpses, they couldn't do anything to them, but let him leave the senior sister's child and go first. He can't do such things as avoiding risks.

From the empathy he had with Ah Jing that day, Wei Wuxian had already understood the temperament of his little uncle, so it was reasonable to respond in such a way, and immediately smiled cheerfully, "Then let's go together!"

He teamed up with Lan Wangji, Shuanghua's sword was sharp, Wen Ning threw the murderous corpse aside, the three of them, one murderous corpse, slashed a bloody path, and hurried into the Temple of Subduing Demons.

"Okay, that's really great." Xue Yang walked out from behind the tree with a sullen expression on his face. He gave a low laugh and half-closed his eyes, "Daoist, what you did is really great. See you, do you want to hug your head and cry, hahaha!"

His face was ferocious and wild, but his tone was sweet, sending chills down the spine for no reason.

With a "click", a piece of candy was crushed by his teeth in his mouth.

Inside the Fumo Temple, Lan Qiren had already completed the formation on the ground. Everyone looked at Wei Wuxian and couldn't help but mention it. Wei Wuxian sat down on the steps and said, "Since you all came in, then we It's better to chat."

Xiao Xingchen had already walked to the corner, leaning against the stone pillar alone, silent, even in this demon temple, even though there were so many people here, he still felt that ferocious gaze following him like a shadow.

Even though Wei Wuxian and everyone were explaining verbally, Xiao Xingchen couldn't understand a single word, and Xue Yang's question was always echoing in his mind.

--- "The Taoist priest thought I did this thing? The Taoist priest didn't ask a single word, and I didn't distinguish a single word, so the Taoist priest thought it was my fault?"

Is not it?

Xiao Xingchen suddenly felt an abnormal headache, he looked up at the roof of Fumo Temple, a little at a loss, could it be that he was wrong?Could it be, isn't it Xue Yang?But if it wasn't for him...why would those murderous corpses listen to him?

Did he believe it wrong again, or...

"Instead of being afraid of me, everyone, why not think about how to deal with Kuizhou Xue Yang outside." As soon as Wei Wuxian said this, the audience suddenly fell silent, and immediately seemed to know something extremely terrible, and the look of panic appeared on the scene. on everyone's face.

"What Xue Yang! Which Xue Yang?!"

"Is it the one who wiped out the Chang Manchu family! He...how could he be here?! Shouldn't he be cleaned up!"

"Shouldn't the Lanling Jin family be responsible for this matter?! How could he be here!"

"My God, one Yiling patriarch is not enough, why is there a big devil here!"

The voices of the crowd collapsed, Wei Wuxian glanced helplessly at Lan Wangji, quietly leaned into his ear, and asked in a low voice, "How come I became a big devil like Xue Yang?"

"There's a mistake." Lan Wangji lowered his eyes and played the piano, playing the piano slowly to help the demon formation, but his ears turned red involuntarily.

"Huh? Lan Zhan, tell me, are they making mistakes, or am I making mistakes?" Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji's earlobe, and couldn't help laughing inwardly, but he wanted to pretend to be a serious question.

"They." After Lan Wangji finished speaking, he stopped talking and concentrated on playing the piano.

Xiao Xingchen heard everyone talking about Xue Yang, so he turned his head and turned his attention to this side. Seeing everyone's panic when they heard Xue Yang's name, his heart sank slightly. Shuanghua held the hilt of his sword in his hand, but felt a little dazed. At a loss.

"Speaking of Xue Yang from Kuizhou, he is a heinous villain! Destroying people and imprisoning souls is really vicious!"

"That's right! I heard that there is not even a dog left behind! What an evil thing! How can such wicked people stay in the world! It really makes people sleep and eat hard!"

"I heard that Xue Yang from Kuizhou once went to the Jinlin Terrace. At that time, Venerable Chifeng had let Xue Yang escape. At this time... what can be done? The Lanling Jin Sect must give an explanation for this! "

"Jinlin Terrace... I heard that at this time, this Xue Yang slaughtered the entire Baixue Temple and even blinded Daoist Song Lan's eyes... It's abominable! Terrible!"

"These wicked people are alive, and I can't sleep or eat in peace. It's because...Damn it!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Xingchen's eyes began to ache slightly again. He stretched out his hand to touch his eyes, frowned slightly, and whispered, "Xue Yang...you...what should I do? What should I do?"

Who can tell him what he should do?What can he do!

"Little Martial Uncle?" Wei Wuxian had walked to Xiao Xingchen's side before he knew it. He sized Xiao Xingchen and changed his mind slightly, "Little Martial Uncle might as well lean closer to Lan Zhan so that he can recover quickly. Spiritual power. His piano sound is very useful."

"Thank you...Wei...A Xian..." Xiao Xingchen cupped his hands and thanked him warmly, but he didn't move.

"How did little uncle wake up?" Wei Wuxian really couldn't figure it out. During the time of Yicheng, Xiao Xingchen was indeed utterly dead, even his soul was shattered, but the person in front of him was clearly The living Xiao Xingchen!

Xiao Xingchen frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know the specific reason, but at this moment, according to Zichen, it has something to do with Xue Yang."

"Sure enough." Wei Wuxian nodded, he guessed that this matter should have something to do with Xue Yang, after all, he has never seen anyone else capable of cultivating the ghost way to such an advanced level.

"Didn't Junior Martial Uncle come with Daoist Song Lan?" Wei Wuxian asked a little strangely.

"We separated at the foot of the mountain." Xiao Xingchen's tone was always very gentle. It's no wonder that Xue Yang likes to pester him. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, with what happened to Xue Yang, I'm afraid no one except Xiao Xingchen would treat him like this. It's okay, everyone will only yell at him, beating and killing him, and they are more afraid, but Xiao Xingchen is such a gentle person, but Xue Yang is entangled, it is really... too bad luck.

"Young Master Uncle, are you still thinking about Daoist Song Lan?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Not at all." Xiao Xingchen replied in a warm voice.

"So... you're thinking about that little rascal?"

Xiao Xingchen raised his head, glanced at Wei Wuxian, and seemed to realize who the little rascal was referring to. He turned his eyes away again, and didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head either. This was his answer.

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