Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

"Ayao!" After Lan Xichen finished listening, he looked up at Jin Guangyao, stood in front of Lan Wangji, covered Lan Wangji behind him, and said, "You said, you won't hurt Wangji."

"Second brother," Jin Guangyao said with a slight smile without changing his smile, "What I said is that I won't hurt you, but that doesn't mean that Xue Yang won't hurt Wangji. Second brother, Wangji lost a man's arm. In Xue Yang's hands, whether it is life or death, what I say doesn't count, and what you say doesn't count. Wang Ji didn't have kind thoughts in his heart when he cut off a man's arm that day, so why should he ask Xue Yang to let him go? It's just a feng shui turn Just turn."

Jin Guangyao has always been good at words, Lan Xichen was blocked by him for a while, but he didn't know how to say, "I can forget the day..."

"Second brother," Jin Guangyao interrupted Lan Xichen, he said with a smile, "Not to mention that it has nothing to do with me at this time, even if I persuade Chengmei to let Wangji go, but according to Chengmei's temper, how can she obey her orders? For me? Second brother, don't embarrass me."

Lan Xichen was at a loss for words, he looked deeply at Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangyao turned his head slightly, and sighed, seemingly helpless.

"Sovereign, suzerain, I can't dig it, no!" A monk who was digging at the back of the hall suddenly rushed out.

Jin Guangyao's complexion changed, a crack appeared in the smile that was almost on his face, and he said, "What do you mean without? What does not mean?"

The monk said: "No, that's it... We have almost turned over the place you designated, and we didn't find anything at all..."

Jin Guangyao's face turned blue and white, and he couldn't care about Lan Xichen anymore, and led the people to the back of the temple.

Xue Yang raised his eyelids to look at Jin Guangyao's back, then slowly closed them again, slowly healing his wounds. He faintly heard the sound of someone approaching, and suddenly raised his head, only to see that Xiao Xingchen had walked up to him at some point. In front of him, he squatted down slowly.

Xue Yang's eyes darkened slightly. He pressed down on Jiang disaster, put it into the scabbard, and said with a wicked smile, "Why did the Taoist priest come to me, a demon heretic? Or do you want to take the opportunity to kill me?" If you want to kill me, you have to do it now, otherwise when I recover, it will not be so easy to deal with..."

"Xue Yang..." Xiao Xingchen seemed unwilling to listen to Xue Yang's words. He frowned slightly and interrupted Xue Yang, "Were you sad just now?"

He had been paying attention to Xue Yang just now, and when he saw his blank eyes and a somewhat confused look, his heart felt like being stirred by a knife, and he wanted to see his injuries and ask him what he was thinking.

"Huh?" Xue Yang straightened up, pulled the painful wound on his shoulder, trembled slightly, and then smiled, "Sad? Why should I be sad, Daoist, you are not blind now, how can you look at people indiscriminately?" What? Look at me, do I look like someone who will be sad?"

"Like." Xiao Xingchen replied in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Xue Yang's shoulder, looking at the bloodstain that had already spread, he wanted to reach out and touch it, and asked, "The wound...has opened again. ?”

"Yeah," Xue Yang narrowed his eyes, showed a cruel smile, and said viciously, "Master Daoist, you stabbed in the wrong place, you should stab my heart, poof, and penetrate my heart. Then I will die thoroughly. If you stab your shoulder like this, I can’t die. I’m never easy to die. Whenever there is a chance of life, I will hold on to it. So, remember next time , must pierce my heart, then I will die and can't die anymore..."

"Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen interrupted Xue Yang's words, and he showed an unbearable expression, "Can you stop saying that...I..."

"Oh." Xue Yang seemed a little bored. He hugged Jiang Mi in his arms and bent his good right leg, "Then what are you doing here? Aren't you going to kill me? Evil devils heretics, everyone can be punished Daoist, what are you doing here?"

"I want to see your injury. It can't be split open repeatedly, it will get worse." Xiao Xingchen lowered his eyes slightly, and took out the wound medicine from his sleeve, as if he wanted to apply medicine for Xue Yang.

"No need." Xue Yang stretched out his hands to cover his face, he let out a low laugh, the laughter became louder and crazier, he suddenly restrained his smile, turned his head to look at Xiao Xingchen fiercely, Said, "No need! Stay away from me... Taoist priest, Taoist priest, do you know that I hate you self-proclaimed righteous people, who think that your character is noble and pure, and always think that the world is all beautiful, Selfless! But is that so? You always think that everything can be forgiven, and you keep telling me to let the Chang family, Song Lan, and Lan Wangji go, but you never let me go!"

Xiao Xingchen seemed to want to say something, but Xue Yang brushed his hand away forcefully. The wound medicine in his hand fell to the ground, and the powder was scattered all over the ground. Xiao Xingchen looked at the powder on the ground blankly, feeling a little sad.

"Let's go, stay away from me, I don't want to hurt you," Xue Yang seemed to be extremely tired, he was panting heavily, holding Jiang Disaster in his hand, trembling faintly, "Daoist, in your eyes, I He is a damned person, but I also want to live, and I will definitely not let Lan Wangji go, as for you...whatever, if you want to save him, then use Shuanghua to kill me right now, and stab here!"

He stretched out his finger to his heart, with a faint chuckle in his throat, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and his expression was ferocious, "Pierce in here, then I won't be able to kill Lan Wangji, and I won't be able to kill anyone, you can fulfill your wish." How good it is to kill one person and kill everyone! Daoist Xiao Xingchen."

Wei Wuxian looked at Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang, and thought to himself, this little rascal speaks nicely, let the junior martial uncle kill him, if the junior martial uncle really uses the sword, the little rascal must hide, really didn't say a word truth.

No one saw Xue Yang's hand shaking slightly, he was angry but helpless.

Seeing Xue Yang like this, Xiao Xingchen felt a little uneasy in his heart. He knelt down and reached out to grab Xue Yang's hand. Xue Yang didn't react for a while, and his hand was grabbed by him.

"You..." As soon as Xiao Xingchen grabbed Xue Yang's hand, his expression changed. He took out the fire talisman from his sleeve, lit it and moved closer to Xue Yang, only to find that his wrist was already dripping with blood, and the bandage was already soaked. The strong smell of blood filled his nose, and he suddenly realized that Shuanghua's sword energy had hurt the person in front of him again.

"Xue Yang..." Xiao Xingchen suddenly didn't know what to say. He felt the sticky warmth in his palm, but his heart gradually cooled down, as if he was being squeezed tightly.

"Xiao Xingchen, I admit defeat, you have completely won." Xue Yang leaned against the pillar, his lips were bloodless, and there were some bloodstains on his face, which made his face even more handsome, but it was shocking, he suddenly laughed , pulled out his hand forcefully, put Jiang disaster in Xiao Xingchen's hand, and sighed, "This is the last chance, if you don't do it this time, you won't have a chance next time. I don't owe anyone, but Your life, if you want it, take it, if you don’t do it, you will lose your chance.”

Do it?How can he do it?So what...how can you be willing to do it?

Xiao Xingchen's icy cold sword was in Xiao Xingchen's hands, but it was like a fire. He let go of his hand quickly, as if he was a little at a loss, "A Yang..."

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Update! Update!The finale is coming, I feel sorry for Spicy Chicken Yang!Sugar is already being sprinkled, have you seen the sugar? !