I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

In Qicheng, Junling Shen Changyuan and his party are fighting with Gu corpses.They cleaned up a group, but soon another group crawled out of the river in the city, dragging their wet bodies and constantly surrounded them.

Chi Wei cursed, and from the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw the corpse in the river whose head was exposed by a tree branch, running towards him staggeringly at this moment. Throwing a few bursting talismans at the voodoo corpse: "Stay away from me!"

His roar attracted the attention of everyone who was fighting alone among the corpses.

Jun Ling put his sword back in his hands, glanced at Chi Wei and then looked up to the eaves above, only to see Lang Xing standing above.Jun Ling Shen's eyes sank, his sword intent shook off the crowd of corpses attacking him, he flew up to the eaves and landed in front of Lang Xing, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are the others?"

Lang Xing knew exactly who he was asking, and said seriously, "Senior Sijun didn't know what happened just now, so he left suddenly."

"Where did you go?" Jun Ling looked around, but there was no other person, "Where did Ruan Shi go?"

Lang Xing stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Wen Xia'er's departure, "It's strange to say that Ruan Shi didn't know what happened, but when he saw Senior Sijun leave, he immediately followed."

Jun Ling's gesture of holding the sword tightened, his face was covered with frost, and he said coldly to Chang Yuandao below: "Brother, give me the flute."

Chang Yuandao turned around, half-closed his eyes to take a full view of the scene on the eaves, and threw it into Jun Lingchen's hand like a jade sword that turned into a jade flute.Jun Lingshen took over the jade flute and played it, and the deep and rapid sound of the flute suddenly sounded. The group of corpses with their teeth and claws stopped attacking in an instant, and left slowly one after another.

Chi Wei wiped the sweat from his head, ran up to Chang Yuandao, and asked, "Miao Yinqing can control these ugly things, why didn't you use them in the first place!" pant.

"The fight at the beginning was to wait for the corpse controller to make a move." Chang Yuandao hummed lightly, "but now there is no need to wait."

Chi Wei wondered, "Why don't you have to wait?"

Chang Yuan said: "Someone is angry, so I can't wait any longer."

Chi Wei didn't understand what he meant, so he frowned and asked, "Who is angry?"

Chang Yuan gave him a blank look, "After standing for so long, you still haven't noticed anyone is missing?"

Chi Wei let out a cry of surprise, and after looking around quickly, he suddenly shouted, "Where has my mentor gone!"

The sunlight in the room floats, pouring into the room through the windows, casting mottled light and shadows.Sandalwood is burning in the incense burner on the table, and the green smoke rises slowly, and the elegant and fresh air fills the whole room, which is gentle and meaningful, calming the nerves and reassuring the mind.

Lang Chan pushed open the door and entered the room with light steps.When he came to the case, he opened the furnace cover and saw that the sandalwood in the furnace was about to burn out, so he put another piece of incense in it to burn.At this moment, there was a sudden rustling sound from the inner room.

He closed the stove lid, turned his back and walked inside, and after lifting the bamboo curtain that separated the inner room, he happened to see Wen Xiaer who was trying to get off the bed.

"Ah Yang is awake." He walked in and said with a smile.

Wen Xiaer suddenly raised her head when she heard the voice, and seeing that it was Lang Chan, her expression was instantly alert, and she covered her sleeve with her palm.

Lang Chan glanced at him softly, then walked to the window and raised his hands to open the two windows. The autumn wind blows in from the outside, carrying the coolness of autumn and hiding the warmth of sunny days, as if blowing away the inside of the house for a moment. A breath of tension.

Wen Xia's throat was dry, and he coughed with the back of his hand on his lips. Lang Chan handed a cup of tea to his eyes and said, "I haven't had a drop of water in half a day, drink it."

Wen Xia lowered her arms and said coldly, "Thank you for your kindness."

Lang Chan's hand holding the teacup paused in mid-air, then placed the teacup in front of the table next to him, and said, "Ah Yang misunderstood me."

Wen Xia glanced coldly at the cup of tea that still smelled of water, and said sarcastically, "It's not just a misunderstanding, Palace Master Lang's method of trying to take my life is really clever, I can't guard against it."

"I never thought of taking your life." Lang Chan said.

"Hypocritical." Wen Xia stood up from the edge of the bed, looked straight at Lang Chan, and said with a sneer: "Ruan Yan is really handy with this sword! Do you think you can stay out of it by hiding behind and controlling the whole situation?" ?”

"Lang Qingxun, you have long been unable to get out of the muddy abyss!"

Facing the anger in his words, Lang Chan just looked at him calmly, and said for a while, "Ah Yang, I want to stop you."

The scene of the confrontation between Huang and Shanxia 20 years ago is still very clear when recalled at this moment.

"Stop me..." Wen Xia'er let out a sneer from the tip of her nose, "Could it be that you have forgotten who instructs Ruan Yan to bring Yun Yao's body to me behind the scenes, and lures me to Mount Huangji."

He took a step forward, stared into Lang Chan's eyes, and said mercilessly: "You are afraid that I am still alive in this world! You are afraid that I will continue to hunt down the mother-child Gu! You are afraid that I will take your life to avenge Mo Zhu! "

"So you act first, take advantage of my family's collapse and perish, and give me a heart-breaking sword!"

"Ying Tianchang Palace, Second Young Master Lang." Wen Xia's throat slipped, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "...the thought is meticulous, there are no omissions, no one can match."

Word by word, while speaking to Lang Chan, he was also speaking to himself.

He was testing whether the facts were as, so... unbearable as he had guessed.However, Lang Chan's silence extinguished the anger in his heart bit by bit.

It was as if Lang Chan was telling him in person that the truth was true.

The sandalwood in the room lingered, and the elegant smell began to slowly fade.

"I regret."

Lang Chan suddenly said: "I stopped you, but you don't want to go with me."

"I can't stop you." Lang Chan said slowly, "Ah Yang."

Wen Xia snorted, the sarcasm reappeared on his face.

Seeing his expression, Lang Chan suddenly smiled.Lang Chan drew out the sword hanging on the edge of the bed, and handed the hilt to Wen Xia'er with his backhand. He said, "A sword back then killed you. Now, I really have to pay it back."

"That sword hit the chest." Lang Chan smiled and handed the hilt of the sword into Wen Xia's palm, "I remember it clearly."

Wen Xia pursed his lips into a straight line, and tried his best to bear it. He heard that he suddenly shook the sword that Kai Lang Chan handed over, and rolled to the ground. He raised his hand and punched Lang Chan hard on the face. Lang Chan didn't Dodge, let the wind of his fist strike, the fist grazed his mouth and saw red.

Wen Xia'er kicked Lang Chan to the ground, bullied her body onto him, and savagely punched Lang Chan, "Hypocrite! Bastard!"

"Do you know how many people you have harmed! How many people have you harmed!" Wen Xia's eyes were tearing, "How can you be so indifferent, Lang Qingxun! Answer me!"

Lang Chan kept silent and let him vent, but there was still a faint smile on his lips.

Wen Xia's chest heaved, and he picked up Lang Chan's collar with both hands, lifted the other's half body, and hissed: "You talk, I want you to talk! Aren't you the most eloquent! You just excuse yourself ah!"

Lang Chan coughed a few times, the scarlet from the corner of his mouth flowed down, he laughed and said, "I have nothing to say."

When Wen Xia heard that the strength in her hands decreased, a place in her heart seemed to collapse completely, turning into nothing.

Lang Chan saw that his expression was wrong, and suppressed the smile on his face.

Wen Xia let go of his hand for a while, and covered most of his face with his hand on his forehead, he asked, "Why?"

"Even if you are not Lang Jiu's biological son, even if you cannot be the lord of Yingtianchang Palace, you should not involve the lives of innocent people..." Wen Xia was a little dazed, "You are obviously not obsessed with these false names People, you can clearly rely on your own ability to make a name for yourself in both righteous and evil ways, why do you do these things?"

The city's mansion is extremely deep, and its methods are ruthless. It uses the people around it without blinking an eye, without showing any sympathy.

This Lang Chan is not the same person as the Lang Qingxun he knew before.

"Ah Yang." Lang Chan's eyes were deep, "I've always been like this."

"The kind, magnanimous and gentle Lang Qingxun in your heart has never been me."

He wiped away the remaining blood on his lips, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes, "I am the same kind of person as Ruan Syming."

It is the nature of a wolf born of bloodthirsty to retaliate, to endure dormancy, and to be bloodthirsty.

Wen Xia only felt a chill spread from the soles of her feet to her head, her body froze, and she couldn't utter a word.

"Have you calmed down?" The coldness in Lang Chan's eyes faded, and he became gentle again, "Do you want to fight again?"

Wen Xia lowered her hand to cover her face, bit her lower lip, and looked at Lang Chan with a pale face.

Lang Chan noticed that his face was not right, and reached out his hand to help him, but he threw a red talisman to attack Lang Chan in disgust.Lang Chan waved his sleeves and shot down, stood up and said, "You want my life?"

Wen Xia also got up from the ground, fine beads of sweat secreted from her forehead.

Lang Chan glanced at him, "Now is not the time."

"There is no pearl grass in Yingtianchang Palace." Lang Chan said, "I have sent my disciples to Yuanhai to look for it. For the next few days, you should stay in the palace with peace of mind."

Several talismans flew out of Wen Xia's sleeves, all of which were pinched in his hands. Wen Yan frowned, "How do you know about Pearl Grass?"

Lang Chan smiled lightly and said nothing, Wen Xia's heart skipped a beat, and the beads of sweat on his forehead became more urgent.

"Your condition is not very good right now." Lang Chan flicked his sleeves, and lightly covered the two open windows, blocking the cool breeze from entering the room. "I'll tell you something when I treat you better."

"Why do you think that I will stay here and be slaughtered by you?" Wen Xia laughed sarcastically, "You are too deep and unfathomable. If I spend more time with you, I am afraid that I will die."

After he said that, the red talisman in his hand scattered, and a faint red light appeared under his feet, which actually appeared as a teleportation array that was about to take shape.

Seeing this, Lang Chan smiled even deeper.Hearing the tinkle of the bell, the sword thrown in the corner suddenly returned to Lang Chan's hand. He looked at Wen Xia'er and said softly, "You are still exactly the same as before."

Wen Xia knew something was wrong when she heard the sound, gathered the remaining spiritual power in her body, and eagerly completed the teleportation array on the ground.

At this moment, a fierce sword wind suddenly rose, and the bamboo curtains in the house were rustled.

Lang Chan stepped into the formation, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wen Xia'er, with an obvious coldness in his tone.

He said: "Thinking is always so hard to hide, it can be seen through at a glance."

After finishing speaking, the sword falls.

The red teleportation array dimmed instantly, and the array pattern on the ground disappeared without a trace.

Wen Xia's throat gushed blood, and he stared at Lang Chan with cold eyes.

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Those who stand on the cult cp, Mr. Miaoyinqing asked me to tell you: stay in the queue for warning.