I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

Lang Chan stood on the surface of the pool with a sword in his back, and when he slightly raised his hand, a gloomy light erupted from the lotus pond.The enchantment was broken, the scene of lotus fish on the pond disappeared, the seal of Ten Thousand Skull Pit was opened, and countless grievances were breached, rushing out from the bottom of the pond and scattered in all directions.

There was a strong wind, and the blue sky and white sun suddenly became black and cloudy, the sharp screaming of the head intensified, and a cold air gradually began to envelope the surroundings.

Seeing this, all the immortal monks present finally came to their senses, and shouted, "Palace Master Lang! What are you doing!"

"Such a demonic aura, Palace Master Lang, do you really want to put people to death?"

Chang Yuandao glanced at Jun Lingshen, who was still bound by the heart-changing technique and was still in a coma, and told Chi Wei and Lang Xing: "Protect my little brother." Immediately, he looked ahead, and the white jade in his hand had turned into a sword, "Ying Tianchang Palace Mistress Lang Chan, with evil intentions, causing disasters everywhere, and committing serious crimes—”

With a long cry like a jade sword in his hand, he swept past the crowd and approached Lang Chan on the lotus pond, raised his head and said: "Yu Ze Shanmen, let him be punished today!"

Lang Chan didn't move his sword, the next moment a cloud-like black shadow emerged from the bottom of the pool and attacked Chang Yuandao.The immortals present couldn't sit still any longer, they left the case one after another wanting to stay away from the right and wrong place, the disciples of Yingtianchang Palace drew their swords one after another and intercepted them one by one, but the immortals refused, the two sides began to fight.

The scene became extremely chaotic for a while, the sounds of weapons clashing, fighting, and screams filled the entire Yingtianchang Palace.

Lang Xing froze in place, his face full of bewilderment, "Why, it became like this..."

Chi Wei wrinkled his face and pulled out the sword behind Lang Xing, cutting off the iron chains that bound "Wen Xiaer"'s limbs, "There are so many reasons! He is not a good guy in the first place!"

With a bang, the iron chain fell off. "Wen Xiaer" was relieved and sat up suddenly from the chair, but due to the fact that his injury had not healed, he fell back on the chair in a flash.

Chi Wei supported his figure, looked at him with worry in his eyes, "Master, it's useless to be a disciple, it makes you suffer..."

"Wen Xiayou" mouth twitched, suddenly raised his hand and tore off the human skin mask with a hiss.Ruan Shi looked at the shocked Chi Wei, patted Chi Wei on the shoulder, and said with a weak smile: "...My dear student, you really made my teacher suffer a lot."

Lang Chan raised his head and glanced at the sky. Countless ghosts were attracted by the resentment emanating from the Wankuan Pit. In a short while, the ghosts would cover the entire Siye, devouring all living beings.

Chang Yuandao was still wrestling with resentment, and it was difficult to escape for a while.

Lang Chan called out: "Ruan Zhi."

Ruan Zhi grabbed Wen Xiaer with one hand and flew out from the bottom of the pool, landing beside Lang Chan, "Palace Master Lang."

Lang Chan nodded in response, and his peripheral vision fell on Wen Xia'er.The pain of heart-changing is really very bearable. He saw that Xia'er's palm was tightly covering his heart, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was as white as paper. He probably felt that it was almost time, so he snapped his fingers and performed the heart-changing technique.

Wen Xia's figure trembled, and she opened her eyes suddenly, panting uncontrollably, her eyes were in a daze, as if she hadn't recovered from the pain of changing her heart.

Lang Chan looked at him with a smile: "How, can you see Jun Lingchen's embarrassment to you?"

Wen Xia's breathing was stagnant for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, he remembered something, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "...I can see it clearly." He withdrew his arm that was still in Ruan Zhi's hand, gently Laughed out loud, "You can see clearly."

After speaking, he jumped down from the void and landed on the bank of the lotus pond.

Almost at the same moment, a frosty white figure walked into the chaotic crowd, but the scene was so chaotic that he couldn't get out of it quickly.I saw a gust of lingering wind suddenly emanating from his body, swiping away the overlapping crowd in front of him and slapping them to the sides. He raised his eyes and there was nothing blocking his way forward, only the crimson-clothed figure could be seen.

Wen Xia saw Jun Ling walking towards him with heavy steps, his heart beat like a drum, and when the other party was about to approach him, he suddenly said: "...just wait a moment."

Jun Ling Shen stopped according to his words.

Wen Xia stared at Jun Ling Shen, her voice became a little rough: "Have you seen, seen my heart?"

Jun Ling nodded deeply, and felt something was wrong after nodding, and said in a hoarse voice: "...I saw it."

After Wen Xia heard this, she didn't dare to look directly into Jun Ling's eyes.He took a breath and said, "I don't like Mu Qingxu, I don't like Lang Qingxun, and I don't like Chang Yuandao and Chi Wei..."

Jun Ling said in a deep voice, "I know."

Wen Xia bit her lips, "The lord who misses you is the lord who is Miao Yinqing, the lord who is Jun Wang, and the lord who is spiritual."

Jun Ling said in a deep voice: "...I know."

"I only like you, I only like you!" Wen Xia pinched her palms, her voice suddenly became quieter: "But I killed many people in the past, I'm not a good person, I..."

As the breeze hit his face, he was suddenly brought into an embrace filled with the fragrance of cold plums, blocking his remaining words.

Jun Lingchen hugged him tightly, and said with a low voice: "You are mine, Baiyu Wuxia."

In an instant, all the uneasiness and anxiety in my heart disappeared into the wind.

Wen Xia hugged Jun Lingchen back, buried her head in front of the other's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I like you so much, I like you so much..."

"Jun Wang, I like you so much, I like you so much..."

Jun Lingchen held his arm tighter, as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his flesh and blood.

At this moment, the chaos and fighting around were reduced to silence.

He hugged him, and after decades of hopeless waiting, he finally came home.

Chang Yuandao cut through the lingering resentment with a sword, looked down at the two people hugging and pouring out their hearts as if there was no one else around, and pretended to scold: "I don't even look at this place! If you want to talk about love, go to another place." !"

Ruan Shi was supported by Lang Xing and Chi Wei from left to right to avoid the fighting crowd, and slowly approached the lotus pond. Hearing the sound, he glanced at the ghosts and ghosts that had poured into Siye City, and echoed with laughter: "Indeed Not a good place to talk about love."

Chi Wei slapped Ruan Shi's wound, and said displeasedly: "What do you know! It's not easy for my mentor to chase after my teacher's wife, what's wrong with talking about yourself for a while!"

Ruan Shi hissed in pain, not daring to follow up, "Brother Chi is right, what he said is right."

The ridicule of these people fell into Wen Xia's ears, and the redness on the tips of his ears became deeper and deeper. He raised his head from Jun Lingchen's chest, as if a little embarrassed, "Jun Wang, we..."

"I'm still Qingqing!" Chang Yuandao fell in front of the two of them from the air, raised his sword, and looked at Wen Xia with some dissatisfaction, "Wen Yang, how long are you going to hug my little brother! Your little brother Lang Chan has done so many absurd things, don't you intend to just stand by and watch with my junior brother in your arms?"

Wen Xia'er was so ashamed by these words, her arms around Jun Ling's waist shrank tighter and tighter.After repeating it several times, he withdrew his hand with great reluctance, and wrapped his arm around Jun Lingshen, whispering: "Jun Wang, shall we hold hands?"

Jun Ling was silent for a few breaths, then let him go, stretched out his hand to cover his palm according to his words, and clasped his fingers tightly.

Wen Xia smiled and glanced at his and Jun Lingshen's intertwined hands, his eyes fell back on Lang Chan, and he said seriously: "Stop, there is still a way out."

Lang Chan's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and said: "I don't want to retreat."

As the sound fell, endless ghosts flew down from the clouds and poured into Yingtianchang Palace like a sea tide. Many immortal cultivators who were still entangled with the disciples of Yingtianchang Palace had no time to dodge, and were devoured by ghosts, their flesh and blood were separated, and they screamed continuously.

Chang Yuandao glanced at Chi Wei and Lang Xing who were struggling to deal with the ghosts while carrying Ruan Shi in the back, and the palm wind suddenly hit Ruan Zhi, who was sluggishly on the side, and after capturing him, he flew to the back, "Lang Chan handed over is you!"

Jun Lingshen's other palm stuck out from his sleeve, and Liu Que, who was lying in the open space not far away, returned to his hand with a bang, and he swung his sword, chopping down the ghosts attacking him and Wen Xia'er.

Wen Xia called out the painted purple seal, and quickly stroked the characters of the opposite sex engraved on the seal with his fingertips. Bursts of purple light covered the body of the seal, and the painted purple seal escaped from his palm and moved to the bottom of the lotus pond. Blocked, the aura emitted by the purple seal shocked the manic heads in the pit, and the Wankuan Pit was sealed again.

Lang Chan glanced at the sealed crater of thousands of skulls below, and said, "It's only been three days since you got the tiny purple seal, yet you can use it to this extent."

"Who am I, you should be clear." Wen Xia said, "You should have thought of this day when you handed it over to me."

"Come on." Lang Chan smiled and said, "The grieving ghosts and ghosts are all over Siye City. It's too late for you to stop this pit."

After he finished speaking, he turned his back and left, his figure was like a phantom, and disappeared in Yingtianchang Palace in the blink of an eye.

Wen Xia was about to get up and chase after him, but Jun Lingshen held his hand and pulled him back, "Don't go."

He turned his head back, raised his eyebrows at Jun Ling and smiled, "Can't bear to part with me?"

There were little ripples in Jun Ling's calm eyes, and he said: "Yes."

The redness that had just faded from the tip of Wen Xia's ears rose again, "Didn't you see my heart clearly just now?"

All the thoughts and thoughts, what he saw and heard in his heart these years have been fully revealed to Jun Lingshen, including Dui Langchan.

Jun Ling frowned slightly.

Wen Xia saw his reluctance, thought for a while, and suggested, "Why don't you accompany me?"

Only then did Jun Lingshen nod his head in agreement.

Dark clouds over Si Ye covered the city, and the city was brightly lit. Countless ghosts rushed into the long streets and deep alleys, like hungry wolves preying on the fleeing people in the city, and the sound of crying and wailing filled the whole city. Blood and tears splattered everywhere.

The city that was filled with festive joy just a few moments ago has gradually turned into purgatory.

Wen Xiaer and Jun Lingshen left Yingtianchang Palace, killing ghosts all the way, but these ghosts were numerous and pervasive, repelling one wave after another.

"Get rid of these ghosts first." Jun Ling raised his sword and fell, and another group of ghosts were cut off, "Xunlangchan, don't rush at this moment."

Wen Xia'er Chifu scattered the group of souls with his hands, shook his head and said, "The most urgent thing is to find him first, otherwise the ghosts in this city will kill more people."

Jun Ling looked sideways at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

It was rare for Wen Xia to understand the meaning in Jun Lingshen's eyes, and hurriedly said: "I'm not saying that you can't dispel Si Ye's ghosts! It's just that there are too many of these ghosts right now, and they have spread all over the city. If you want to kill them all, even looking for ghosts will take a lot of effort!"

The longer the delay, the more innocent people died in the city.

Jun Ling remained silent, still staring at him fixedly.

Wen Xia was inexplicably guilty of being looked at, and lowered her head slightly, her eyes inadvertently touched the hands he and Jun Lingchen held together.

He bit his lower lip, and suddenly boldly raised his little finger to gently scratch Jun Lingchen's palm with a flattering meaning, and Jun Lingchen's grip on his palm became a little stronger in an instant.

Jun Ling asked in a deep voice: "Do you know where Lang Chan is?"

Wen Xia looked up, and smiled guiltyly, "Probably...know."

The highest viewing platform in Siye City stands in the middle of the city. When you climb to the top of the viewing platform, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery in Siye City.

Wen Xiaer and Jun Lingshen overcame thorns and thorns along the way, and walked to the bottom of the observation platform.

When he was about to break into the viewing platform, Wen Xia stopped suddenly and called out, "Your Majesty."

Jun Ling turned his head back, Wen Xiayou took advantage of the situation and pulled him back, "Wait for me down there, okay?"

Jun Ling remained silent, "Not good."

Wen Xia choked, pondered for a moment, and said: "Lang Qingxun's temperament is too paranoid, and he will relax a little when I go up alone."

"Your wounds haven't healed yet." Jun Ling's voice cooled down, "He is no longer your friend from before."

"I know." Wen Xia'er clenched her fists, "I also know that my thoughts are ridiculous, but I..."

The coldness in Jun Ling's deep eyes faded a bit, "You are not a saint."

Wen Xia was silent, her mind was full of thoughts, and suddenly she changed the subject: "Then you will wait for me down there, okay?"

Jun Ling said solemnly: "Keep an inch."

Wen Xia'er pretended to be ignorant and misinterpreted the meaning of Jun Lingshen's words, "This is a promise."

Jun Lingshen stared at him for a moment, then let go of the clasped hands of the two of them, and said, "If you are in danger, call me."

Hearing the words, Wen Xia felt a sense of embarrassment surge in her heart, and grabbed back the palm that Jun Ling Shen had withdrawn, and wrapped it tightly with her own two hands.Feeling that it wasn't enough, she lowered her head slightly and rubbed the back of Jun Lingchen's hand lightly with her cheek, and said softly: "I'll be right back, you must wait for me. I can't let me not find you like before."

Jun Lingshen let him rub, and after he finished rubbing, he stroked his cheek with that hand and said, "I'll wait for you."

Wen Xia nodded repeatedly, suppressing the reluctance in her heart, and under the gaze of Jun Ling's deep eyes, she boarded the observation platform very lingeringly.

The observation platform has a total of nineteen floors. According to the past, Wen Xia could fly directly from the bottom of the platform to the top of the platform, but there are ghosts and ghosts floating in the air, and there is no chance for Wen Xia to get close. So he can only climb up the stairs from the observation platform.

He went up to the fifteenth floor in one breath, wiped the sweat off his brow, and was about to continue going up when a figure suddenly came into view.

Standing in front of the railing, Lang Ruo slowly turned around upon hearing the movement.After seeing her face clearly, Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, "Lang Rao, why are you here?"

Lang Luo was also taken aback when he saw that it was him, and immediately walked up to him, saying: "I was still thinking about how to persuade him, but now that you're here, I feel relieved."

Wen Xia'er was still in bewilderment, but Lang Luo bent down and knelt down in front of him.

Wen Xia's eyebrows twitched, and she stretched out her hand to go to Fu Langluo, "What are you doing?"

Lang Luo shook his head, rejected his idea, and said: "My brother made a terrible mistake, and he deserves death. I will never defend him. But I am for his eldest sister, and I have the same responsibility for his mistakes. It is an unshirkable responsibility, and I am willing to exchange my life for his life."

She looked up at Wen Xia, with tears in her eyes, "Young Master Wen, I only ask you to spare his life. No one in this world can save him except you..."

Wen Xia'er didn't say anything right away, he didn't have a close relationship with Lang Luo, and in his past life plus this life, he and Lang Luo could count on one hand the face-to-face encounters.And in his impression, the sibling relationship between Lang Luo and Lang Chan doesn't seem to be very deep, so it's hard for him not to think about the scene before him.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Lang Luo's tears froze, "Is it true that Lang Chan...has no way out?"

Wen Xia frowned, as if she didn't want to say more, she put her back on the ladder.

"Young Master Wen!" Lang Yao shouted behind him: "You are his most valued friend, and only you can lead him out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

Watching the top of the platform, the wind is lingering.

Lang Chan stood on the highest place, looking down at the fighting scene in the city with his usual expression, which seemed to be commonplace.

Suddenly, a little smile appeared on his face, looking at the ghosts flying not far away, he said, "How do you know I'm here?"

Wen Xia walked up to Lang Chan's side, looked down at the scene below, and said slowly: "You once said that Siye would build a moon-watching platform every Mid-Autumn Festival. Every time you want to go up to the moon-watching platform to watch the the moon, but every time I miss it by mistake.”

"I lied to you." Lang Chan said softly, "It's not that I missed it by accident, but that I didn't want to come at all."

"It's not the first time you've lied to me." Wen Xia raised her hand and hooked her wind-blown hair behind her ears, "Now it's just one more time."

Lang Chan asked him with a smile, "Aren't you angry?"

Wen Xia'er paused when she heard the words, and suddenly grabbed Lang Chan's wrist, "I'm angry."

He caught the sandalwood Buddha beads on Lang Chan's wrist with his fingers and snapped them off, "So you should admit your mistakes and repent, maybe you can save your own life!"

The bead thread broke, and the Buddhist beads fell to the ground one after another. The golden crown tied with hair on Lang Chan's head fell, and the black hair flew in an instant. lotus pattern.

Lang Chan looked at Wen Xia, his face was no longer as gentle as before, and there was a coquettish Buddha's breath between his brows, "When did you see it?"

Wen Xia'er's previous guess has been confirmed, Lang Chan is no longer a fairy cultivator, but a Buddhist cultivator who has become enchanted.Wen Sheng said: "When you were in the Pit of Thousand Skulls, those heads were afraid of the breath on your body."

Even if he practiced the way of the devil, the aura of the Buddha's body can also deter evil ghosts and grievances.

Lang Chan chuckled, "Mistake."

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