[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

Jiang Yan left Qingyan without looking back, and went straight to the Valley of the Evil.

Mu Chenfeng saw him at the entrance of the valley, and watched him immediately take out the earrings and put them on in front of the boulder, facing the big cinnabar characters "Once you enter this valley, you will never suffer". way of life.

He once thought about the sinister and vicious scene of killing his fellow disciples in his mouth, and also thought about how true and false his words were, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yan concocted this deception by himself, until at this moment he saw it with his own eyes. It may be a false illusion, and it is only now that I understand what the real Jiang Yan should look like.

Mu Chenfeng watched his long hair blowing away in the howling wild wind of the Valley of the Wicked, and his back walked far away alone, as if seeing a person who was so guilty that he felt trapped in a cocoon, and felt depressed for a while.

And here is an illusion after all, he can't stop him, he can't even talk to him.

"stop!"

"If you want to live a life of three lifetimes, save money to buy roads."

Jiang Yan rode alone to the Cursed Blood River, and wanted to turn to the guard to ask for directions, but was stopped by two people who came out of the slanting stab.

"It seems that this road of three lives is not so easy to walk." Jiang Yan sat firmly on the horse and spoke, his tone was as flat as gossip, and he didn't mean to come down at all.

Seeing that he was born elegantly and beautifully, the two looked at each other, and immediately swung the mace behind their backs, pointed at him and said, "Grandfathers are your checkpoint in the Valley of the Wicked, and they are designed to beat you away who don't know the heights of the world and want to It is easy to enter the valley and become famous."

"If you don't want to suffer for three lives, you have to walk the road of three lives first." The other person snorted and approached him, clapping the weapon in his hand, "Leave the money to live, or get out immediately."

"Three lives..." Jiang Yan looked up at the road ahead, and said softly, "I don't need three lives, this life is enough."

Mu Chenfeng beside him heard the words he said to him, and couldn't help but tighten his heart, while Jiang Yan kicked off the saddle and shot in mid-air, and the two people blocking the way fell down on their backs when they landed.

Jiang Yan wiped his hands, and then threw the handkerchief on the face of one of them with disdain: "Since it's a checkpoint, just use any other tricks."

"Forgive me...we..."

"You want to go into the valley... to find, to find the poison pool in the Poison Emperor's Court... in the poisonous mist forest..."

"Demon Lord, yes, Demon Lord!"

"Heh, since you want me to die, how can I refuse your kindness?" Jiang Yan pointed out, and sneered and got on the horse again, "If it's not a powerful character, it's not worth my going."

The two looked at each other again in amazement while clutching their wounds, Wan Hua had already passed away.

The poisoned Demon Lord must not be a good person, Mu Chenfeng followed him to the Poison Emperor's Court, watched him kill the poisonous scorpions and snakes all over the place from a distance, and then recited the heart protection method to pass through the poisonous fog, the premonition in his heart became stronger. come stronger.

Sure enough, Jiang Yan turned over and fell to the ground when he heard a strange noise, and the mount sank into the swamp before it could scream.

"Oh, interesting, here comes a quick response." Zheyi wrapped his cloak and poked his head out from the shadow of the woods behind the poisonous fog. The corpse man and puppet beside him stared fiercely at Jiang Yan. , as creepy as staring at a delicious meal.

Jiang Yan squinted his eyes and saw that half of his face was a skeleton. Even though he was so calm, he showed a little surprise, and then vigilantly drew out the pen at his waist: "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm Zhe Yi. You came here, but you don't know the name of the Demon Lord?" The young man showed a ghostly smile, and the next moment he was murderous, and he attacked him, "Be my toy, I can leave you a whole body! Please forgive me!"

Jiang Yan's face darkened, and when his venomous palm, which was so fast as ordinary people, was about to touch the skirt of his clothes, he suddenly raised his foot and retreated. While opening the distance, he turned the pen, turned around and fixed the skeleton-like boy in place, and then He raised his chin and said, "Only the weak will complain, and the fear will plead."

The young man was easily countered by him, instead of being angry, he smiled, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears, fixedly staring at Wan Hua who was a few steps away with ecstatic eyes, and said sharply: "You...you smell! My Gu The worms love it, love it! They want to eat you, they want to eat you!"

"Gu worm?" Jiang Yan looked at him with his arms tightly hugging his shoulders, clearly in pain but joyful, "Is it because of the worm in your body that you look like this?"

"It's none of your business! You just have to wait to die!" The young man's evil smile faded away, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, this time playing the bug flute to block the puppet's retreat.

"If you want my life, why is it none of my business?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and said lightly, glanced left and right, quickly found the puppet's gap and took a few steps away.

The young man chased after him without a hit, but Wan Hua was able to get away accurately when he was about to touch him. He made hundreds of moves, each move was more urgent than the last, and finally he simply called the snake and scorpion to help out. But Jiang Yan always avoided him, with a smile that was not a smile on his face all the time, not only detoxified in an orderly manner, but also walked calmly without a trace of disorder.

Mu Chenfeng only knew that Jiang Yan's strikes were quick, but he didn't know how precise his tactics were. Seeing that he was able to handle Zheyi's attack with ease, and thinking about the past fights that he had reserved, he couldn't help feeling afraid.

The boy chased him for a long time but couldn't succeed, so he had to stop a few steps away from him, not daring to say anything: "Why can't I kill you?"

"Your mentality of the Five Poisons Sect is against Ten Thousand Flowers, and you can't get it cheap." Jiang Yan answered calmly with a pen in his hand.

Zhe Yi gouged him several times with fierce eyes, then suddenly threw away the insect flute and sat down discouragedly: "Stop beating!"

"Acceptance." Jiang Yan turned the pen, raised his hand and tapped a few nearby snakes and scorpions to land, the corners of his lips curled up, and he looked at the young man sharply, "Now you can say it, but you are here because of Gu?"

"Yes, so what!" Zhe Yi gritted his teeth and yelled at him, his voice piercing and miserable, "I have been like this for more than ten years, and I can't die no matter what! They won't go to other places, no matter whether they live or die. People are dead, I have tried thousands of people and they will not go! Even if someone voluntarily sacrifices themselves, they will not go! They will not go!"

"The righteous gods don't possess the body, and the possession of the body is not the righteous god." Jiang Yan lost his threat at this moment, and simply squatted down to look at him in the air: "You must have trapped them in some way."

Hearing his words, the young man showed a dull expression, and then frowned and wept: "I... I used forbidden techniques and refined forbidden Gu. They bit me and took my life. I can't live or die. If you break your body, you can only live like this... woo...the church will catch me and burn me...they chased me here, so I can't get out."

"...Eternal life?" Jiang Yan blurted out with flashing eyes, and looked at the five poisons with a little pity, and sighed softly, "Even if you kill and do evil, it is very limited. If you are not restrained, it will be a disaster, but you can't be human. It is not unreasonable for the owner of the Valley of the Wicked to be far-sighted and trap you here."

"You wait!" The young man ignored his muttering, pointed to his nose with one finger, and declared to him childishly, "I will definitely kill you and take away the incense from you! Just wait!"

"Fragrant?" Jiang Yan got up, thought for a moment, then took off an inconspicuous sachet from his waist, held it in his hand and asked him, "But this?"

The young man sniffed hard, then his expression changed drastically, he hugged his shoulders tightly, and whimpered, "Yes, that's it...'Guiyuxiang' can't be wrong, it's 'Guiyuxiang'!"

Jiang Yan put the sachet away with anticipation in his eyes, and shook his head: "This is the work of my Wanhua Tongmen game. Since you know the name, you should make it yourself."

"You don't understand!" Zhe Yi yelled at him impatiently, and said aggrievedly, "There can be tens of thousands of this kind of thing, and the smells are similar in the world, but there is only one right formula. I tried it and swallowed it I want, I want to control Gu worms - when they bite me, I am writhing in pain, when I wake up, I killed a lot of people, and Fang Zi disappeared, woo... I searched all over the rivers and lakes, but I couldn't find the same ...except, except you!"

"Oh? So, you're going to use it to distract the Gu worms and end your life." Although Jiang Yan showed doubts on his face, he said cautiously, "But this Master Fang has passed away, and there is only so much Xiangwan left. One package, Fang Zi is even missing, and I will never give it to you."

"No...they, they also took a fancy to your body and blood..." The boy's eyes lit up, he stood up almost madly, and approached him step by step, "Are you willing to swallow it? Swallow it while you're alive... ...you, you help me..."

"I don't want to." Jiang Yan shook off his dirty hand, looked down at him and said, "Unless one day I don't want to live."

"Then what are you going to do!" Zhe Yi's expression was grim for a moment, seeing that he was unmoved, he begged him again, "Then what are you going to do, huh?"

"Follow me to see the owner of the valley." Jiang Yan ordered him in a toneless tone, "See if you can be used by the valley of the wicked."

Zhe Yi was taken aback for a moment, then swung the puppet back and nodded obediently.

"See Valley Master, count me in." A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in the wind, and then a man with black armor and a shield came out from the forest, with sleepy eyes and short hair stained with ashes, he seemed to have just woken up from a coma, and Covered with poison marks, exuding the breath of dying.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly: "Are you also here to capture the king?"

"Capture the king?" Cang Yun laughed teasingly, shook his head and said, "The self-recommended person who has no name, no name and no merit in the valley of the wicked should be treated like this."

"These five poisonous methods are vicious, but you can survive." Jiang Yan saw that he was still standing despite being tortured by the poison, so he raised his hand to detoxify him.

"I'm the only one who brought it here. Unfortunately, I haven't killed all the thieves in my entire life. How can I fall here?" Cang Yun's dark complexion eased a little, and after a breath, he clasped his fists at him, "Cang Yunjun—— — Xiao Fan."

Jiang Yan returned the gift in a daze, and then said clearly, "Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers——Jiang Yuhan."

"Can you go away! Why don't I eat you now!" Zhe Yi yelled at his feet, but was flinched by his cold eyes, "I, I will turn everyone you know into puppets!"

"The tone is not small, unfortunately I am not in the list." Xiao Fan interrupted him, "You are such a monster, you can only release poison."

"Who said that?!" Zhe Yi glared at him from under his messy hair, "The puppet of Tianyi Sect can't beat me!"

"It seems that he knew a lot before he was trapped here." Jiang Yan turned around and beckoned him to follow.

"Yes, I'm very useful!" Zhe Yi showed an evil smile, staring greedily at his knee-length hair and laughing, "At that time, I was looking for a strong corpse of a wolf tooth in Tongguan to make up for my body. The witches and Gu masters made many living people to make corpses to attack the city, but none of them could beat me! Among them was a tall and broad-shouldered Daoist with a long sword, who was very powerful, and he couldn’t beat me either! In the end, they all fell , is finally 'dead', hahaha..."

"Okay. Compared with this, condoning the bandits and crowding out are the things that need to be considered." Jiang Yan sneered and said, "The wicked valley has always been able to accept people, I am afraid that some of them are incompatible with each other due to the power struggle. .”

Listening to their conversation, Mu Chenfeng was overwhelmed by the shock of witnessing the transaction between the lunatic and the lunatic. Hearing Zhe Yi's description at this moment, he couldn't help gasping and stood there blankly.

He always thought that Zhe Yi killed his mentor, but unexpectedly, his mentor turned into a corpse before falling under Zhe Yi's poisonous palm.And Zhe Yi used this to show off that he didn't need to lie, and it's no wonder that he looked down upon him when he made a move—whether it was a mistake or a coincidence, he was not his enemy.

Mu Chenfeng clenched his fists in the Soul Ruins, and stood there stiffly watching the three of them drift away. The hatred that had fettered him from Cangshan disappeared with Jiang Yan's sneer, and his joking words just now were still in his ears:

Unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

He watched him leveling the waves, turning his hands into clouds and raining his hands; he watched him touch the clues, set off an internal liquidation in the Valley of the Wicked, and helped break the situation where the city lords did their own things; he watched Jiang Yuhan pretend to be mediocre, The queen manipulating everything and strategizing; he saw his smile getting colder, with sarcasm on his face, watching from the sidelines, looking down on everything, and he was no longer the same as before.

Is the golden scale a thing in a pool, it will transform into a dragon when it encounters a storm.

When Jiang Yan took over the gold-plated pen from the owner of the valley, it was also the day when "Yanxiang" became famous in the Valley of the Evil. He was often behind the scenes. color change.Jiang Yan is Jiang Yan, but all the villains he intervenes in are invincible, even if they lose, they can get it back from him.

He cooperated tacitly with Xiao Fan, and once attacked Wuwang City in the city battle. Later, Xiao Fan even sneaked into the roof of Luoyan City and planted a flag to declare war, shouting, "A jug of wine in your hand, clear your chest. Act in the Valley of the Wicked, I just want to be at ease, how dare hypocrites come to fight?" Although the foundation of arrogance has not been shaken, Xiao Fan has secured the position of warlord.

This campaign was exactly when Mu Chenfeng had an audience with Xie Yuan and was ordered to rescue him from the sidelines. Since then, he forged a tit-for-tat grudge with the Evilman Valley.

Jiang Yan never showed his face, and occasionally stood in front of everyone wearing a veil, as if the honor of the Valley of the Wicked is just a symbol written after the name of "Jiang Yuhan", and the "Jiang Yan" in other people's mouths is just a surname with a name honorific title, has nothing to do with oneself.

Mu Chenfeng saw that he often stood on a high place in a high-ranking villain's red clothes with sleeves rolled up to blow the wind, and he always wore the earrings left by Jiang Yuhan by his ears.He couldn't feel any expectations from his eyes that were getting colder and finally sinking like a cold pool, as if it was only Jiang Yuhan's body that entered the valley of the wicked, and Jiang Yan had already died in Suiyang that year.

He once told Mu Chenfeng during the dispute that he and Zheyi were going to kill each other eventually, but he never wanted to live, and occasionally he was in high spirits when killing quickly, and he was always able to cope with Zheyi's sneak attack. Never had the idea of ​​committing suicide—or as strong as him, he didn't even bother to commit suicide.

It's just that Zhe Yi died, and Su Yue also said that there is no doubt that the Gu worms were transferred to Jiang Yan.

Mu Chenfeng didn't know why he committed suicide, and he was doubtful about killing him himself. Looking back suddenly, he saw Jiang Yan pointing out several strongholds in the sand table, and said with confidence: "These few strongholds, That’s what we’re going to take next.”

"Heh, you have a lot of appetite." Xiao Fan clapped a table with his iron armor on his body and stood up, "If you want to be safe, you must first break the sharp sword of Haoqi."

"'Zichen Sword?'" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, and then said calmly, "If you are troublesome, just assassinate."

"He is very skilled in martial arts." Xiao Fan reminded him.

"There is always a time when defense cannot be prevented." Jiang Yan said impatiently with his expression unchanged, still unconcerned, "When he returns to the sect, he can do it."

After hearing what he said, Mu Chenfeng felt his eyebrows twitch, and an ominous premonition gradually solidified in his heart.

"Sect killing is a felony, but you dare to do it." Xiao Fan gave him a look of disbelief, "The spies from Qutang came to report, and he will accompany a junior to return to Chunyang Palace in the near future."

Jiang Yan turned a blind eye, twirling a flag and inserting it on the top of Huashan Mountain on the sand table: "It just so happens that in a few days, my disciples from Wanhuayou will go to the banquet of Chunyang. I will not arouse suspicion when I go in person. You can arrange a few more people." The assassin comes with me."

"You want to do it yourself?" Xiao Fan's eyes moved slightly, staring at his tepid look, he shook his head, "Mu Chenfeng is not that easy to kill."

"When he goes down the mountain, he must be the most slack, and he will start after five steps into the Sanqing Palace." Jiang Yan blurted out that it was a complete plan, and waved his sleeves in a dispirited way, and walked out of the barracks in two or three steps under Xiao Fan's gaze. Then he stopped suddenly, and said in an inaudible voice, "Mu Chenfeng... every time I hear it, it always feels familiar."

Mu Chenfeng's heart tightened suddenly. Looking at Jiang Yan's slightly puzzled expression, the premonition he had just formed gradually made his hands and feet tremble, and then his heart beat with nervousness.

The sky was bright and clear that day, but the illusion was a little darker.Jiang Yan went up Mount Hua in a casual villain's red robe, stopped at the Sanqing Hall, and bought a longevity lock with great interest, and had the words "Jiang Yuhan" engraved on it.

Seeing the familiar scene, Mu Chenfeng felt cold all over his body even though he shouldn't have a real feeling in the Soul Market.

He saw himself, and also saw Jiang Yan climbing up the steps with a smile after locking the target, his sharp eyes glanced at the assassin hiding in the stone behind Junior Brother Song.

The Mu Chenfeng in the illusion rubbed shoulders with him, and really blurted out Jiang Yuhan's name.

He always remembered Jiang Yan's shock and joy at that time, but now it seems that he still couldn't believe it and hesitated for a moment, and his eyes gradually brightened as Mu Chenfeng in the illusion walked into the Sanqing Palace step by step. When the cloud-patterned boots stepped into the hall, they suddenly called out to him:

"Mu Daoist, please stay." Jiang Yan saw him take two more steps, and suddenly raised his voice, "I am Jiang Yuhan, but I have gradually forgotten the old things, and my impression of Daoist is vague. Mu Dao Would you like to honor the face and reminisce with me?"

Mu Chenfeng, who was on the sidelines, was almost breathless, barely standing still with his wooden sword pointing to the ground, seeing the illusion getting darker and darker, but he was reluctant to miss it for a moment.

The Taoist priest in the illusion stopped and turned around, Wan Hua had changed into a smiling face like a spring breeze.

"Since the Taoist priest has a destiny with me, and we meet again here, why don't we form a relationship?" Jiang Yan looked at him with a smile, "What if I am the person whom the Taoist priest destined to be his dearest and dearest?" In turn, under the delay, all the assassins who were ready to go and were now looking at each other were dissuaded.

Mu Chenfeng's heart was beating like a drum, and his grief was raging. Seeing himself in the illusion sizing him up indifferently, he secretly moved to use this villain with evil intentions to meet his fate, and then he agreed wholeheartedly.

The bells and drums of Chunyang Palace sounded slowly, and his vision suddenly became dim as if his heart had stopped beating.

In case, he is the one who is destined to be the dearest and dearest...

But he killed him.

Mu Chenfeng took a sharp breath, and Zhang Yan fell straight out of the Soul Market.

The author has something to say: Well... the "introduction" of Chapter 1 is a big foreshadowing, many details of the plot are in the previous article, but after the end, you can repost it yourself

Brother Hua's situation is definitely not as simple as turning a Gu worm, and we need to continue to analyze, they will he, they have the conditions, but it is not a regular he

The movie is on and off, and I’m about to put it down. After watching the Memories of Qianchen, Dreams and Memories, the plot is over. The third volume is full of sugar.

PS: Sorry for the slow recovery from illness these days