I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

In the dark dungeon, the wind blows through the hall, and the candles on both sides of the wall flicker on and off.The wind is hoarse, and the surrounding scene reveals the meaning of cold seepage.

Lang Luo walked in the front with a white paper lantern in her hand, followed by Wen Xia'er with a gloomy expression behind her.

The two of them were speechless all the way, when they passed a corner of a dungeon, Lang Luo suddenly said in front of him: "My brother is looking forward to the arrival of Mr. Wen for a long time."

Wen Xia was silent.

Lang Luo didn't care about Wen Xia'er's silence, and continued: "My father, brother, and even I owe him a lot."

Wen Xia pursed her lips and said, "What's the use of talking about it now?"

The lantern in Lang Luo's hand flickered for a moment, and after a while, she said in an inaudible tone, "That's right."

Walk to the end of the dungeon, there is no way forward.In front of the two of them was a stone wall covered with blood-colored spells. The wall exuded a frightening red light, and the cold breath of death flowed out from the wall.

Lang Luo handed the white paper lantern to Wen Xier, and said, "He's inside the wall."

Wen Xia took the lantern, her eyelashes drooping slightly, and the emotions in her eyes were blocked behind her.

Lang Luo looked out of the dungeon along the corridor, and said: "After nightfall, you can only enter after one more day."

Wen Xia twirled his fingertips, and raised his hand to explore the deeper part of the red light. A gust of bloody wind blew past, and he disappeared into the bloody red light. .

He came to another colorless world, the surroundings were empty and silent, only a bronze coffin was placed in the middle, the coffin surface was glowing with dim light, mottled and strange.

Wen Xia took two steps in the direction of the bronze coffin, and the bronze coffin shook violently, and the whole space became distorted upside down, as if it was about to be shattered in an instant.

Wen Xia stabilized her figure and dropped the lantern in her hand.The tongue of flame was fierce, and a lantern was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the surrounding vibrations gradually stopped.

There was only a loud noise, and the bronze coffin lid fell to the ground.

"You are here." The ethereal and long male voice suddenly sounded, it seemed to be far away in the sky, but also seemed to be close at hand, the voice called out: "Ah Yang..."

Wen Xia walked forward unhurriedly, and when he was half a meter in front of the bronze coffin, the bronze coffin suddenly stood up from the ground, revealing the person lying in the coffin.

Lang Chan's hair was covered with silver threads, his limbs were embedded in the coffin by a looming black air, and his whole body was covered with resentment.Although his appearance remained the same, his complexion was extremely pale, as if he had been locked underground without seeing the sun all year round, and his whiteness was a bit permeable.

There was still a smile in his expression, but this smile was imprinted on his face like white paper at this moment, but it revealed an indescribable weirdness and horror.

Wen Xia'er calmly walked up to Lang Chan and stopped, without saying a word.

Lang Chan tilted his head slightly towards him, and smiled even more strangely, "But you think I'm so terrifying right now, that you don't even want to have a word with me?"

Wen Xia still remained silent, her eyes fell to the ground, and she no longer looked at Lang Chan.

Seeing this, Lang Chan chuckled: "I'm right, but you don't even want to look at me." After that, he seemed to laugh at himself: "That's right. You are used to seeing Jun Lingshen's Zhang Xiu There is no one face in the fairy world, and now I am half human and not a ghost, how can I fall into your eyes..."

Wen Xia's heart surged with emotion, she punched the edge of the bronze coffin, "Shut your mouth!"

The coffin was smashed and clanged, but Lang Chan didn't do what he wanted, but said: "I'm very happy that you can come to see me."

Wen Xia raised her eyes, and the strange smile on Lang Chan's face was covered by a thin layer of smile, which was undoubtedly the same as usual.Wen Xia frowned, and said in a calm voice, "What I hate the most is your fake smile."

Lang Chan was not angry when he was reprimanded like this, but still smiled: "When people see me like this, they only think that I am smiling and soft-hearted."

"Smile on the skin but don't laugh." Wen Xia said, "It's not true when it's fake."

Lang Chan closed his eyes when he heard the sound, and the embedded limbs became distorted for a moment.After a while, he said: "I originally thought that the farewell on the moon platform would be the last time we will see each other." He opened his eyes, and the eyes were already gray and black, "I never thought that today is..."

Seeing Lang Chan's half-human and not-ghost appearance, Wen Xia couldn't help tightening his knuckles.He waited for a long time before saying: "... I would have known today."

Why bother.

Lang Chan said, "You should hate me."

The colorless surroundings suddenly turned into two colors, half of which was bloodthirsty red and half of which was bottomless black.

"It's better than you are now..."

He didn't say all the rest of the words, but at this moment the two of them knew the rest of the words.

Wen Xia was not disturbed by the changes in the surrounding scene. He took out a piece of oiled paper package from Yuchan, unwrapped the thread wrapped around the package, and the still warm roasted suckling pig leg was still radiating in this ghostly territory. Breathe out the crispy air.

There was no emotion in Lang Chan's dark and terrifying eyes, but the only thing left to be glimpsed was the face that was so white that it was piercing.

"You really are a heinous person." Wen Xia paused every word, "Even if you die tens of millions of times, it's not a pity to die."

Lang Chan's eyelids closed, he was silent for a long time, he twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't utter a single word.

Wen Xia'er tore off the piece of meat, and stretched out her hand to Lang Chan's mouth.Lang Chan opened his lips, bit off the piece of meat, and chewed carefully one bite at a time.

The two of them had no more words, and let the light and shadows change around, screaming with resentment.

Wen Xia still remained motionless until the roasted pork leg was torn to half, Lang Chan said, "You go."

Wen Xia'er kept tearing off the piece of meat, and handed it to Lang Chan again, "Eat it."

Lang Chan turned his head away, "It's going to be night soon."

Wen Xia frowned, and forcefully stuffed the piece of meat into Lang Chan's mouth.

Lang Chan swallowed in one gulp, and the furious resentful souls surrounded the bronze coffin, almost out of control.

Wen Xia'er tore off the last bite of meat and fed it to Lang Chan's mouth. As soon as the bone was thrown away, a resentful spirit flew up from the bronze coffin, and gnawed the bone clean in the blink of an eye.

"Mingqiu's kidney bean cake." Lang Chan said, "It's excellent."

Wen Xia turned her back.

Lang Chan could see the outline of Wen Xia'er clearly with his remaining clarity, and he asked: "Jun Lingshen, how do I treat you?"

Wen Xia pinched the palm prints with her fingertips, "He and I are already Taoist couples..."

When Lang Chan heard this, the corners of his lips seemed to rise under the intertwined black and red lights, and a look of relief appeared on his terrifying face.

Wen Xia walked away.

Blood gradually flowed out of the bronze coffin, and after a while, it soaked up to Lang Chan's ankle.

Lang Chan didn't seem to notice it, and there was a smile in his voice: "Are you still visiting me, Ah Yang..."

Wen Xia didn't turn her head back, she kept her pace, but whiteness appeared on the back of her hand, "If I come next time, you will still be alive."

Lang Chan closed his eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened.

As Wen Xia'er's figure disappeared into the white light, blood and darkness engulfed him, and the three words "I'm sorry" that he couldn't say were finally swallowed up.

All his life, he has exhausted all his organs and schemes, and in order to achieve his goal, he does not hesitate to manipulate the world into applause.At this point, he has no regrets or regrets.

But he, Lang Qingxun, has one regret in this life.

He failed to take Wen Yang away from the barren mountain, and saw Wen Yang fall into Yinchuan with no bones left.

This is his only regret in this life.

Even though he tried his best to make up for it later, in the end, the two of them would never go back together.

The only boy in the world who treated him sincerely and regarded Lang Qingxun as a confidant and brother, was finally abandoned by him.

The resentful souls surged up, grinning and gnawing at the immobile person lying in the bronze coffin.The coffin was full of blood, and the blood in his body seemed to have drained long ago.

On one side of the wall, there was endless hissing, but on the other side, there was silence.

When Wen Xia walked out of the dungeon, it was already dark outside.

Jun Lingshen stood under a tree, and the cold white moonlight fell from the gaps in the trees and fell on Jun Lingshen's body, which made him extraordinarily refined, as if he had wandered out of the three realms, transformed into a fairy, and was no longer an immortal. worldly people.

Wen Xia stood on the spot and looked at Jun Lingshen for a while, then suddenly rushed into Jun Lingshen's arms, and wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist tightly, with fierce force.

Jun Lingchen was not overly panicked by his sudden embrace, but only lowered his eyes to look at his face for a while, and then said in a low voice: "According to the rules of the Tianchang Palace, those who are full of heinous crimes must be redeemed. Sin, let the undead who died for no reason dissipate their grievances and voluntarily reincarnate, so that they can regain their lives."

But today's Lang Chan is nothing but a useless person with no cultivation base.The resentful spirits tortured and disturbed her frequently every night, fearing that they would run out of fuel before the day of rebirth.

Wen Xia's lips moved, wanting to speak, but she couldn't make a sound.

Jun Lingshen saw through his thoughts, but didn't say it out loud.

During the battle at Guanyuetai that day, Wen Xia'er tried his best to fight Lang Chan by himself, but to get to the bottom of it, he just wanted to save Lang Chan's life.

After all, no matter if it was Chang Yuandao, Jun Lingshen, or anyone else in Si Ye, they would not allow Lang Chan to live on.

Wen Xia raised her head, her voice a little hoarse, "He has done so many bad things, but I still don't want him to die... I'm really bewildered."

Jun Lingshen lightly tapped the center of his brow, smoothed the wrinkle, and said: "He used to be so friendly with you, but you just think too much of him in your heart."

Wen Xia's Adam's apple slipped, and a wry smile appeared on her lips.

Jun Lingchen held him in his arms, and his voice slowed down: "It's his own fault that he can go to such a field. You can't blame others, and you don't have to feel ashamed of him."

As far as Wen Xia'er is concerned, Lang Chan is indeed a wicked and stubborn villain, but he is also Wen Xia's most intimate friend in this life.

He failed to detect in time when Lang Chan was going astray, and pulled Lang Chan back to the right path in time. If he said that he didn't feel ashamed in his heart, he would never be able to do it.

But what happened here, although others can explain clearly in a few words, but in the end it was the two of them who forged this entanglement, and whoever felt more guilty in his heart would be able to explain clearly.

Wen Xia buried her head and rubbed against Jun Lingchen's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't feel well, let me kiss you."

Jun Ling glanced at the disciples of Yingtianchang Palace who were not looking sideways, and pinched Wen Xia'er's ear, "Raise your head."

Wen Xia raised her head according to her words, and her eyes instantly touched Lang Luo who was walking with Lang not far away, and immediately let go of the hands that hugged Jun Ling's waist, and hurriedly said: "Let's go back and kiss again..."

Jun Lingshen glanced at him lightly, Wen Xia'er became flustered at the moment, he was afraid that Jun Lingshen would get angry, thoughts would fly in his mind, and after a while, he whispered a few words in Jun Lingshen's ear.

After Jun Lingchen listened, he looked at his red-like ears, nodded and said, "Very good."

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I have complicated feelings towards Palace Master Lang.

Lang Qingxun is the type who will not give up in order to achieve his goal, but still has hope in his heart.

In fact, there are several places in the article that have written about his emotional changes. When he did some shameless things, he hoped that Wen Xiaer would pull him back, but Wen Xiaer didn't, or even noticed it. It was also the reason why Wen Xia felt ashamed towards Lang Qingxun.

In the battle at the viewing platform at the end, Palace Master Lang really let the water go.

It shouldn't be hard to see that Palace Master Lang deliberately threw Lang Xing off the viewing platform to force Wen Xia to kill him.

But it was actually a gamble for him.

He was betting on whether Wen Xia'er would kill him, but he was lucky and made the right bet.

Wen Xia didn't kill him, the only hope that Palace Master Lang still had in this world did not disappoint him.

So Lang Qingxun was finally pulled back by Rawen Xiaer, although it was a bit late.

Saying this is not to whitewash Palace Master Lang, he is a big villain and cannot be whitewashed.

However, he is one of the few characters I can empathize with when writing about villains. He is a double-faced man with complex emotions. Every time I write about him, I feel a little uncomfortable for no reason.