[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

Mu Chenfeng has always felt extremely guilty towards Song Xiuran. Firstly, he is a fellow sect that is rarely close to him. Secondly, if he hadn't found him a residence close to Haoqi's territory, perhaps as naive as Junior Brother Song, he would never get involved in the camp. .So he was rescued by him, and seeing him die in the camp, it is impossible to let go.

However, he was wrong. After being irritated and in pain, he fell into the dying state of self-exile for a long time. He didn't know who he was rescued by, how to escape from the mouth of the wicked, and he didn't know that that person would be in a hostile environment. Jiang Yan.

Only Jiang Yan, knowing that the frozen and blood-smeared Wangjiang Cliff has set up a dangerous trap, can go there willingly, and seems to have dispelled the charges against him without any effort; In full view of the public, the death escape method, which can be exposed with a careful thought, made the surrounding villains have no time to react and ended the rescue.

The shortcut he found by accident became the way to escape, and the hidden bamboo house was a hiding place. Mu Chenfeng watched the illusion Jiang Yan showed him, watched him wipe his body and change his clothes anxiously, and show his nakedness from his face. In the emotions revealed, I read emotions that I didn't even dare to expect.

However, Wan Hua hugged him, looked at him from under her drooping forehead, and said viciously: "I have been lying to you all this time, all this time..."

He heard him threatening him viciously, every word and every sentence overlapped with the sound that had lingered in his ears, and finally he paused, and said again with grief: "I won't kill them, get well, I won't kill them... ..."

Mu Chenfeng felt a dull pain in his heart, and his uneasiness and shock were no less than that of Song Xiuran who was crying hard beside him.

"Chenfeng, don't be afraid. No one will lock you up, no one will hurt you anymore. You can do everything you want to do, and people will believe and listen to what you say." He seemed to see him In his heart, he said slowly, "It's not your fault, no."

"Jiang Yan, look at me..." He approached him slowly, if he was not in nothingness, he could reach out to hold his face and let him see himself, but now he can only sit next to him and listen to himself Wailing heart-wrenchingly, watching Jiang Yan hug him and say he was there over and over again.

In Mu Chenfeng's memory, although his childhood was unbearable to look back on, his master's earnest teaching guided him forward.After the master said it, he wrote it down. The master ordered him to calm down and not show his emotions. He took this as a boundary and dared not cross it.

The root cause is probably because there is no place to cry and nothing to laugh about. The Tao he lacks is the truth he is looking for—no one will agree with the splendid scene he described, no one will leave him with hope in life, and no one will be able to live. A warm embrace that would make him cry wantonly.

His life had been frozen in that dark and cold igloo long ago, and the seals around him stopped his delusional thoughts. The hands that occasionally reached out to him only held each other, warming his palms. It's cold.

So, for half of his life, he never knew that at that time, he had already welcomed the warmest sunshine in his life.

"Jiang Yan... You, do you like my senior brother? This time, aren't you lying?" Song Xiuran in the illusion asked stupidly for him.

"Have I ever lied to him?" Jiang Yan replied.

Mu Chenfeng raised his head in grief, and what he saw was Jiang Yan's dark and haggard eyes. Thinking of his usual specious, half-truth and half-false, he suddenly realized that Wanhua in front of him might not have lied to him all along.

There is no need to justify the truth, the truth will emerge, and after everything is burned, it taught him a glimpse of a reality that he could not imagine at all——Jiang Yan’s sincerity that he had assumed ten times and then denied.

With such Jiang Yan, it is impossible and will not kill Song Xiuran.

"Jiang Yan, I hate you."

"Jiang Yan, I will hurt my dearest and dearest, and I will kill you... to avenge Haoqi."

Mu Chenfeng was terrified to hear himself swearing and swearing, no matter how he stopped Jiang Yan, how he defended and clarified, Wanhua in the illusion was already pale and sad, and gradually lost hope.

Mu Chenfeng retreated in a hurry, looking at Jiang Yan in the Hunxu, his eyes turned cold, as if he could feel the bone-chilling chill. Seeing him leave after delivering the headgear, the struggle in his heart was broken.Obviously, his soul body couldn't shed tears, and he already felt that the future was blurred and not clear, only the strange red light of his saber blade flickered in the corner, showing a frightening bloodthirsty appearance.

He didn't know what state of mind Jiang Yan was in when he went to see Zhe Yi. Maybe it was because he was tired of disputes after being in the camp for several years, or maybe it was his words that made him no longer have to be persistent. The porcelain bottle is a threat.

Planting Gu and setting up formations, no matter which one is extremely difficult, but the hideous demon Mozun ecstatically agreed, and told him more: Song Xiuran is dead.

Mu Chenfeng's eyes were dark and he could hardly stand still. He had already seen the truth from Jiang Yan's expression that was beyond shock. The restlessness of his soul made the shell unstable.

Looking at Wan Hua in front of him, who has regained his mind and returned to his unruly posture, Mu Chenfeng can almost conclude that Jiang Yan has already made up his mind at this time, and he is determined not to live anymore.

The broken gold pen was presented as a token of recommendation, and Jiang Yan rushed to Chang'an without stopping, and finally met Gu Zhu at a temporary stop of a villain.

This is the first time Mu Chenfeng saw the legendary "Snow Demon" Wang Yifeng, the head of the top ten villains, the white-clothed valley master with long beards, calm and elegant after weathering the wind and frost, making hair stand on end, and life All the courage, after listening to Jiang Yan briefly, the hand holding the flute, who has practiced the martial arts of the world to the top, lightly pressed the lid of the cup, and asked: "Zheyi is not tolerated by the world, and it is also difficult for me in the Valley of the Wicked to completely The person who controls it. In addition to this hidden danger, you exchange your life's merits for a noble life, but is it worth it?"

"Gu Zhu's words are serious." Jiang Yan cupped his hands and said sincerely, "I am a chess player, and I only know how to end the game, not for anyone."

"Jiang Yan!" Hearing what he said had nothing to do with it, Mu Chenfeng called out to him beside him, but no matter how urgent his voice was, he couldn't convey it, and he was even slightly moved.

After hearing this, Wang Yifeng smiled but didn't say a word, he stroked his long beard, got up and took two steps, then looked at the thick snow outside the window, turned his back to him and said: "To protect the mortal enemy of the wicked valley, or to be rejected by the same people, So, do you still ask me to agree?"

"The owner of the valley was so angry that he became a beauty back then, but he was falsely slaughtered for thousands of miles, and his blood was traced for thousands of miles, but he didn't bother to defend." Jiang Yan still lowered his head, looking at the figure of the owner of the valley with deep eyes from his drooping hair, and said, " People in the world always talk about the world of black and white, and the difference between good and evil. But who can tell what is black? What is white? What is good? What is evil?"

When Wang Yifeng heard him answer with the oath of entering the valley, he couldn't help but waved his sleeves and said, "Arrogance!"

"I am a wicked person, I have walked the road of three lives, and I am self-aware." Jiang Yan replied without humility.

After hearing this, Valley Master Wang laughed, and finally asked him to stand up, nodding slightly to his unshakable appearance: "When the 'Snow Demon Order' arrives, the Valley of the Wicked will open a way for him to survive. Go ahead, so that you can do it yourself."

"Thank you, Guzhu." Jiang Yan thanked respectfully with half-closed phoenix eyes, all emotions and thoughts had long been hidden on his quiet face.

Mu Chenfeng stared at him, feeling that Wan Hua in front of him was indeed the lunatic that Xiao Fan called.In order to achieve his goal, he used all means to achieve his goal, and he manipulated the universe secretly. Now he included himself in the calculation, without any hesitation or sympathy, as if he regarded him as a white child and himself as a usable black child.

But he could have watched from the sidelines and reaped the benefits, so why bother to enter the game himself, knowing that there are different paths and different paths, and that he cannot form a relationship, but he is stubborn and deeply trapped.

"Jiang Yan! Jiang Yan! I did it, I did it!" The young man wobbled and lost half of his arm, but raised his posture in ecstasy, running like a gust of wind to join Wanhua, grabbing his embroidered silver girdle , suddenly became sad again, poked his head with a bitter face, and asked cautiously, "Jiang Yan, are you sure?"

"It's just a little Gu worm, are you still afraid?" Jiang Yan snorted.

"I'm happy! I can finally die, happy!" Zhe Yi grinned fiercely, and his voice became softer again, "I mean stripping the soul, are you sure? Are you sure?"

Muchen Fengshang was immersed in boundless grief, and was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Jiang Yan's face without sadness or joy in disbelief.

"Naturally, the evil spirit in the sword has already taken the bait. Mu Chenfeng has a high spiritual awareness and a peaceful mind. No matter how rational he is usually, he will be bewitched by him to kill me. When the sword is full of blood and the evil spirit is soaring, he has been sealed for many years. The Yin Sha that can't bear the ebb and flow can be expelled, and I will oppress the fierce soul in the sword to escape, and you can strangle me for me with the sleepy spirit array you set up." Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, stretched his arms slightly, and The dangling black sleeves swayed, and then explained lightly, "Only the living soul can overwhelm the dead. I have to fully control it in my hands to ensure that the exorcism will not hurt people after passing the Gu. In order to be safe.”

"But, but Jiang Yan..." Xu Shiren's words were kind when he was about to die, and Zhe Yi burst into tears.

"If you're going to die, don't worry about it so much." Jiang Yan answered him indifferently.

Zhe Yi hurriedly shook his head and looked at him with already empty eyes: "I promise you to set up an formation, and I promise you everything. The mother Gu was planted on him, and the back-biting child Gu has been planted by the city lords of the strongholds of the villains. In the future, as long as someone rises If you kill your heart, you will be devoured by the sub-gu. But... what about the grand energy? I don't have the grand energy."

"No need." Jiang Yan interrupted him, categorically speaking, "He must be honored to kill the demon king, with the military exploits of the double-named head, Cao Yu and others who are also known as chasing Yunjin can see it with their own eyes. Who dares to be disrespectful?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will know?" Zhe Yi gritted his teeth and asked again.

"He won't know." Jiang Yan flatly denied, "Anyone who knows about this will die. He won't know, and he won't enter the Soul Market again."

"Jiang Yan, you will neither die nor live." Zhe Yi finally said out with a sob.

"So what?" Wan Hua raised her hand, tapped the empty right ear that should have been covered with flame pattern jade, and sighed softly, "It's time to end, and I have a relationship with him, which can be considered as a response to his request." The fate of slashing the love you love with your hands will be clear from now on..."

He spoke slowly and inexhaustibly, but Mu Chenfeng understood it, and it was like cutting his heart with the tip of a knife. When he recalled the voice that urged him to kill, he suddenly realized that everything was under control as he said .The method he uses is exactly what Song Xiuran said "humans defeat ghosts", but the method is so cruel, so cruel that there is no room for turning around, it makes him feel pain in his bones every time he hears a word, but the person who said it doesn't seem to care. He usually doesn't frown at all.

Zhe Yi didn't say anything more, and let Wan Hua cut his blood to attract Gu to enter, and when he was devoured by Gu and his complexion was abnormally miserable, he quickly attacked, forcibly peeling off the intact three souls and seven souls from the living Wan Hua, alive and well. Sealed to the back of the head.

Even though he was as calm as Jiang Yan, he screamed dismally under the severe pain of the soul, his five fingers dug into his arm and grabbed blood, and the illusion suddenly collapsed into a gray and white soul ruins.

"Jiang Yan?! Jiang Yan..." Mu Chenfeng called him loudly, but saw that he fell down at his feet and struggled to get up at some point. It's an illusion.

"Hey? Jiang Yan?! Why are you here?" In the dark place of chaos, Song Xiuran's cheerful tone suddenly came, and the little Taoist floated to Wanhua with his fists clenched.

"Xiao Song... Xiao Song, why are you here? You..." Jiang Yan was surprised when he saw Song Xiuran standing in front of him, stood up with his forehead propped up, and hurriedly grabbed his shoulders and said, "Who killed you?" ?who is it?!"

"Ah? I..." Song Xiuran was still wearing the alchemist's clothes. At this moment, he embarrassedly scratched the wrinkles on the hem of the star-patterned clothes, "I don't know who it is. After they fought that day, I went to find them." Curly... Who knew that you bumped into those who cleaned up the assassins, and even dropped your headgear to the ground. They were unreasonable, and kept saying that I was a neutral colluding villain. I couldn't get angry, so I stepped on them... foot……"

"Xiao Song..." Jiang Yan's soul was unstable, but he still grabbed him and asked with pain on his face, "Have you forgotten what I told you?"

"I haven't forgotten, but how did I know they would kill me as a neutral..." Song Xiuran rubbed his neck and shivered again, then lowered his head and said, "I didn't know I was dead until I couldn't get out in Soul Market. Probably I grabbed your hair accessories when I died, you are full of yang and the brightest around you, so I came here."

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but finally closed his eyes and sighed.

"I... I know I was careless, and it really doesn't make sense to die like this." Song Xiuran scratched his head, and suddenly comforted him, "But it's already like this, and I don't regret it anymore. Just treat it like nothing in this life, God give me a chance to do it again."

"Are you leaving?" Jiang Yan looked at him and asked.

"That's right, I have to go to Wudaoliuqiao early, and I hope to enter Chunyang Palace again in my next life. When you and Brother Mu are reincarnated a hundred years later, you will have to call me uncle!" Song Xiuran smiled embarrassedly.

His round face was wrinkled a few times by his laughter, looking at Wuyou unexpectedly, Jiang Yan stood silently, and sighed at him again.

"Stop talking, Jiang Yan, I'm leaving now, say hello to senior brother for me, and don't make him feel sorry for me." Song Xiuran urged a few times, then turned his back and said, "You should go back soon, Hunxu has been staying for a long time Not good, take care."

"Xiao Song... let's go." Jiang Yan bowed and left in the gray world.

They said they cherished each other, it was like a daily greeting, and they would see each other again the next day.

Mu Chenfeng was terrified and heart-wrenching when he saw it, his soul was in agony and he was panicked and restless, and his vision became even darker. After waiting for a long time, he did not see any movement in the illusion, but Jiang Yan standing in front of him became more and more blurred.

When he called him, he felt a real pain in his waist, unable to calm down, unable to stay, and was forced to open his eyes from the soul market, and he heard Shang Daochang's joking voice of criticism:

"Wake up quickly, the soul will be gone if you ask again."

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is a mighty swordsman or a disciple of the master, Shang Shuiyun kicked someone back in a hurry, put away his half-worn boots, adjusted his frayed Taoist robe, and ran to Jiang Yan to look at it .

The long night was over and the sky was bright. Mu Chenfeng's complexion turned whiter when he was out of his soul, but he fell out of the futon after being kicked by Shang Shuiyun, sweating on his forehead, and sat on the ground in a daze, There was a footprint on the starry white clothes.

Su Yue and Yan Guiling stood up at the same time, looked at each other and went to help him.

"Don't be surprised by Daoist Mu, he is always indifferent." Su Yue defended on his left, fearing that the Taoist priest who looked like a banished fairy would be angry if he was treated like this.

"Mu Daochang, I'm afraid it's going to be very uncomfortable for you to enter the soul market." Yan Guiling said from his right side, taking his pulse.

The two put him on a chair and sat there, but Mu Chenfeng suddenly didn't know that he had woken up, his eyes were misty, until he saw Jiang Yan who had been sitting for a long time with his eyes closed, he just woke up like a dream, with fair cheeks Suddenly pale as paper.

"Don't be alarmed, Taoist Master Mu. You have a good foundation and my Wan Hua Li Jing Yi Dao's vigor is protecting you. There will be no serious problems." Yan Guiling felt that he was cold and shivering secretly when she felt his pulse, and she confessed frankly He said, "Senior brother Jiang is the best in Huajian, no matter how poorly heals and repairs, this life-saving method will not be used sloppily."

After hearing this, Mu Chenfeng looked even more gloomy, sitting face to face with Jiang Yan, he looked even less like a living person.

Su Yue saw some clues, and interrupted with a smile: "How can I say this? Did Daoist Mu gain anything from going to the Soul Market this time?"

Yan Guiling just glared at him to stop him, but Mu Chenfeng's lips trembled, and he succinctly said what he saw in Hunxu, and his words were so calm that he couldn't hear sorrow or joy.

As soon as the facts came out, the hall of the house, which was clearly burning with a stove, gradually cooled down, and no one spoke for a long time.

Shang Shuiyun was in high spirits just now, but he was also dumbfounded at this moment. He stood for a while in the quiet atmosphere, and finally moved his hands a little, lifted Jiang Yan's long hair from the back of his head, and squeezed towards Su Yue. Yan: "Come and see, is this the method of your five poisons?"

Su Yue hurriedly got up, went over to look at the imprint that was as red as blood and shaped like a snake pattern, and immediately felt troubled, and whispered to Shang Shuiyun: "There are many heresy inside and outside the sect, and witches and Gu don't separate their families. , who knows where this witchcraft came from? Even if they knew, no one knows it now."

"Then what should we do? Can this Gu worm dig it out?"

"No, no, you can dig me out, but you, can these three souls and seven souls be restored?"

"Of course not. If you move this seal, you will lose your soul."

"Do you want the Taoist priest to ask again?"

"I'm asking about your size. If you use a mahogany sword to persecute you for a long time, you will lose your soul."

Yan Guiling heard their whispers getting louder, she couldn't help coughing, and said to Mu Chenfeng: "Master Mu, this is the end of the matter, do you have any plans?"

Mu Chenfeng remained silent all the time, and listened to all their conversations. After hearing the words, he came back to his senses a little, and said in an unquestionable tone: "You can't take him away."

The author has something to say: This chapter complements the plot of Chapter 45 ← Xiao Song was very unlucky but left without resentment, he is a lovely child

Jiang Yan is a disciple of Xingyi, so he must consider multi-dimensional considerations. This dimension is a bit too much:

He thought that Mu Chenfeng wanted him to die, and he also felt that he deserved to die for the evil he had done for so long;

He redeemed Zhe Yi's life, and he used Zhe Yi's bargaining chips to cash in;

He used cash to coerce Zheyi to plant Gu and set up formations, among which Gu Neng and Mu Chenfeng were evenly matched opponents;

He used Zhe Yi's life and his own meritorious service to obtain the Snow Demon Order, ensuring Mu Chenfeng's safety at the political level;

He lured Xie Jian, let him bewitch Mu Chenfeng to kill himself, fulfilling that fate;

He used the sword to drink blood to force the Yin evil in Mu Chenfeng's body to overflow, and Mu Chenfeng would not be disturbed from then on;

He used his soul to force the sword to overflow, so that Zheyi could strangle him;

He released the news to deceive Yun Jin, and attracted Cao Yu and other noble spirits to watch Mu Chenfeng take his head;

He felt that most people who knew the truth would die, and no one would tell;

In the end, this is the end of the trap he set up and the life debt he suffered, and he can finally settle it as "Jiang Yan".

However, who knew that the Taoist priest would go to the soul market to find him, and even use a mahogany sword to force people to speak. As a ghost, he had to follow. Jiang Yan was already so angry that he wished to be wiped out.

Daoist Mu's three views have been thoroughly brushed away, but he is a strong person and will not succumb to this. It only takes one step to make a perfect move for Po Jiangyan

This is the end of the movie, this is the end of the brain burn, the worst and the worst is over