The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

Soon, everyone went in the direction of the altar, all eyes were on the mysterious and powerful weapon that transferred its brilliance.

"Heaven and God will not take the blame." The elegant and bewitching female voice came from nowhere, like the melodious and moving fairy voice narrated in their ears from outside the sky, deeply rooted in their hearts.

Yes, these weapons are what they deserve. They are the ones who desperately killed the living dead in the Valley of the Dead, and risked their lives to kill the blood demon Lin Youhuang. Why is there no benefit?

The heaven-sent treasures that can change fate are here, and you obviously don't want those treasures to be burned in vain, why can't you protest?

"Yes, this is yours. How can you be an ordinary person? You are special, you are the chosen one. This is God's reward for you. If you miss it, your life will be nothing but It can be done." The gentle and cool voice slowly affirmed, as if speaking the unbreakable truth.

"Mine, it's mine...Give me, give me the weapon!"

The voice ranges from small to loud, from one person to countless individuals.

Hostility and anger filled their eyes, making them all look like incarnations of hellish demons.

"Junhou, something is wrong." Lin Zhaoyue frowned slightly and said to Mu Junhou.

Mu Junhou also noticed those people who were about to make a move, but the situation was so bad that even the expressions of the Shu soldiers they brought with them were a little shaken.

What's worse, these Jianghu people seem to be crazy. Anyone who tries to stop them, even those who are with them, will be lifted up and thrown out mercilessly. They are like moths to the flame. Come.

"It's mine, it's all mine!" The vicious tone and ferocious expression seemed to tear all the enemies into pieces.

What Mu Junhou and Lin Zhaoyue saw, Miao Qianshui who half-closed his eyes and raised his mind naturally also saw it.

Miao Qianshui's eyes were slightly cold: "This is the place where the blood sacrificial weapons have been held for hundreds of years in Luohua Valley, and it is the place where evil spirits gather most. These weapons flowed out, and they also caused countless killings, so they may not be willing to be dismantled by super powers. What's more, the entire Yan clan In the valley of tragic death, there is no one to find the debt of blood. Originally, the sacrificial ceremony should not be held at night, and the time and place are extremely dark and evil. I am afraid that the darkness in these people's hearts was aroused by the evil spirits around them. become ten."

Mu Junhou's expression was solemn: "Young owner, please take your acquaintance girl with you, you should withdraw to Taniguchi first, and make sure that no one can leave here with a weapon."

He thought he had made all the preparations, but still underestimated the situation. He never expected that they would be so crazy when they erupted.So far, the only way to suppress it is by force.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Gu Xiangzhi's cold expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "You go to the Taniguchi first and don't let anyone in, I will start the sacrifice as soon as possible. As for the blood sacrifice vessel in the tripod, after the sacrifice is over, it will be It’s no different from ordinary iron, you don’t have to worry, no one can take it away.”

Mu Junhou's eyebrows were stern: "The situation is not right, this is not a simple mutiny, only you can't save them. Come with me, I will find a way to find someone to pour them with smoke potion, and you will come to treat them after dawn."

Gu Jinxiao looked down at the beauty fan in his hand, and said lightly: "I didn't stay here for them. I promised the young master to open the ban before, and it was for this sacrificial ceremony from the beginning, and it will not change now. People are greedy. They are obsessive, even ghostly, and I really can't save them. They will fight each other until dawn. There are too many people here, and ordinary drugs won't do much. We can only let them use up their own energy first. Until then, leave it to me."

After finishing speaking, he used lightness kung fu to fly up to the top of the column next to the altar, turning a blind eye to the disputes around the altar, and focused on the weapon in the cauldron.

Circles of cyan sound wave lakes are surging like water, centered on the tripod of the altar, overflowing in all directions.

The incantation of concentrating the soul of rebirth in the mouth was uttered together with the ethereal and mysterious sound of the piano.

Behind Gu Xiangzhi, on the left and right, and on the three nearby pillars, three Gu Xiangzhi appeared in an instant, chanting mantras and playing the piano together, making the sound of offering sacrifices to rebirth.

Just like the moonlight in the sky pouring a bright spring water on the ground, the ripples on the water surface are like flowers, blooming and fading continuously.

On the altar, the bright and solemn, ethereal piano sound, the dignified and cold alchemist, weave the fantasy dream of rebirth in the fairyland, just like the fairyland attracting people in the world.

Under the altar, the atrium was dark.Xuanyue was covered by dark clouds, only the faint light from the altar fire.

Of course, the sound of the piano is beautiful, and if you close your eyes and listen, the illusory fairyland that floats like a dream is also looming in their minds, as if washing away all the sins.

However, what ignited in their hearts was not the indifference and detachment that wanted to go away, but melancholy, loneliness, unwillingness, resistance, excitement, and malice.

This is not the feeling that people in the world should have. It is more like the resentment of a ghost that has been suppressed and sealed for many years, wandering in the dark without seeing the sun.

But none of them felt that there was anything wrong with them. Instead, they felt that they had never been sober, and they felt that there was no better time than now.

Why do you want to be detached from indifference?

If you have such a weapon, you have wealth, status, power, strength... all kinds of things, and you can naturally be in a high position.It is no longer like standing in the background of the general public in the distance like now, but like Mu Junhou Lin Zhaoyue and others, go to the front and the highest place, and even... go to that person.

There is no detachment, there will be no detachment.

The weapon is his, and so is the beauty!

The seemingly invisible voice came again, and said lightly: "There are many weapons, and one of them is always yours. But there is only one person, so don't do unnecessary things."

Hahahahahahahahaha...why not?As long as he kills everyone in sight, everything will be his!

This elegant and gentle demeanor was heard in the ears, and suddenly it was indescribably harsh, as if contemptuous of the difference between clouds and mud, which aggravated the hostility in people's hearts.

Want to tear apart, want to destroy, want to kill, want to vent!

That voice seemed to be no match for the ferocious roar in his head, and it vaguely pushed away, leaving only a distant lingering sound: "Then, just work hard."

……

Regardless of whether Gu Xiangzhi left or not, Mu Junhou had no intention of leaving. He stood in front of the altar with a jade flute in his hand, his brows were stern and steady.

"Mr. Zhang Shu and the owner of the young village go to Taniguchi quickly. Don't allow anyone to come in, and don't let anyone go. Try to suppress it from the outside. Leave it to me and Miss Xiangzhi."

But Lin Zhaoyue didn't move, with a calm expression, calm and unhurried: "Just now I have arranged for a few reliable people in the village to break through and report the news. You can rest assured. Although I don't know martial arts, the sons and daughters of Qilin Villa Here, I, the young master, naturally have no reason to withdraw first. Besides, I agreed to let them enter here, so naturally I can't abandon these fellow martial artists."

Miao Qianshui's eyes were slightly deep, and she sighed in a drawn-out voice: "I don't want to take advantage of this excitement, but right now I really can't see where to retreat."

Mu Junhou raised his eyes and saw that the crowd swarmed out of their senses, the altar was surrounded by people in all directions, and there was no way out at all.

He smiled instead: "Then let's all stay and fight side by side. Mr. Storyteller is weak, so you must stay closer to the girl you know. Take care, too, Young Master."

After Mu Junhou finished joking and instructing, his expression sank, and he said loudly with his internal strength: "The evil spirit of this altar has affected your sanity, and I hope you can rein in the precipice, so as not to make a big mistake. If you insist on doing this, don't blame me Mu Tianshu doesn't care about feelings. All the soldiers in Shu listened to the order and immediately formed an array to leave the courtyard. Don't fight. Wait for the instructions from the people in Qilin Villa outside the valley. If someone comes out of the valley with weapons in hand, line up the arrows!"

"Mu Tianshu! You really are a lackey of the imperial court. Are you trying to take this opportunity to destroy my Central Plains Wulin? Don't let them go!"

"We must stop the sacrificial ceremony! Did you hear that? Otherwise, all those weapons will become broken copper and iron."

"Hand over to the Qin doctor, or don't blame the sword in our hands for not recognizing people!"

Mu Junhou's expression did not waver in the slightest, and he said coldly: "You can still put a hat on, it seems that the storyteller is wrong this time, they are not possessed by demons, they are clearly greedy for profit. Who am I, Mu Tianshu, I am not afraid People all over the world commented. But if you want to be my enemy, you can try first, what it would be like to kill someone like Mu Tianshu, who never kills."

His words slightly shocked the madness of those people.

Lin Zhaoyue also raised her voice and said: "I, Lin Zhaoyue, made the sole decision to sacrifice and destroy these blood sacrificial weapons, and I am also the qin doctor I entrusted. If you want to act recklessly, you must first talk to my people in Qilin Villa."

As his words fell, countless people in black clothes with unicorn pattern around them all drew their swords at each other.

Everyone has a grim expression, expressionless face, and divine light.

Mu Junhou recalled that this Qilin Villa had not been visible for more than a hundred years, and was so low-key that people almost forgot their reputation in the martial arts.However, Lin Rongchen, the third young master, is a world-famous ghost sword. In this way, Qilin Villa has never been out of the sight of people in the world.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see the unicorn sword formation with my own eyes." Miao Qianshui seemed not worried at all, and was still in the mood to chat, "Why didn't I see the third young master ghost sword Rongchen?"

Lin Zhaoyue said warmly: "His temperament is a little naive, and it is easy to offend people in crowded places. I have other things to arrange for him."

……

Rong Chen pushed Lin Zhaoyue halfway down the mountain road, and was still immersed in the bewilderment that the beautiful lady became a sister-in-law, but was whispered by the second brother Lin Zhaoyue a few times, explaining an important and extraordinary significance, only tasks he can accomplish.

Hearing such challenging and special words, Rong Chen immediately forgot the tangled problems in his mind, and happily flew away with ease.

He wanted to find one person... or, two people on the peaks around the valley.

When everyone in Luohua Valley walked into the altar in the atrium, they didn't know that not far away, on the highest point of the surrounding mountain wall, stood a woman in red and wearing a bamboo hat.The bamboo hat was very long, covering her face completely.

Beside her was a quiet pale young man with sparse brows and a beautiful appearance, dressed in moon-white old clothes.Even the hair and eyebrows are gray and dull.

He stood there silent and motionless, almost as invisible as the shadow on the ground.The outstanding appearance did not bring the slightest attraction, but because of the eyes with too many black pupils, it gave people a kind of ghostly and treacherous.

Suddenly, the pale young man who looked like a doll raised his head, looking straight at Luohua Valley under the cliff.This is where he slept for more than 20 years.

The woman in red had a gentle voice: "Brother, have they entered the altar yet?"

The youth nodded.

The voice of the woman in red became more and more gentle: "These people broke into our house and wanted to destroy the weapons of our Yan family. Although I also want to destroy this place, I don't want anyone to get those weapons. However, this is our Yan family's own business, and it can only be the two of us who destroy everything, right? Therefore, they should be punished a little bit. Can you help me, brother?"

Her elegant and beautiful voice said softly and peacefully: "All the people I want to enter the Valley of Fallen Flowers will sleep here forever, and none will be left behind."