Chen Qing makes fans envy

Come.

Who would have expected that within such a short period of time, Jin Guangyao would be able to transfer his head and somehow induce Qin Su to commit suicide in public!

Just as his thoughts were turning sharply, Jin Guangyao shifted his gaze to Wei Wuxian, and said in a deep voice: "...Xuanyu, I thought you had forgotten the past, but I didn't expect you to still want to frame me."

Lan Ming got up suddenly, and when she slapped the chair with her hands, a hole was broken by spiritual power. She laughed provocatively, "Framed? Who dares to frame Lianfang Zun?"

Su Minshan looked straight ahead, and said coldly, "Who dares? It's the one standing beside Hanguang-jun."

After a pause, he continued: "Who is this person? People who are not from the Lanling Jin Sect may not know. This person is named Mo Xuanyu, and he is an abandoned student from the Jinmen. He was expelled because of his misconduct and harassment of his fellowmen. However, according to the recent rumors, he did not know where he fell into Hanguang-jun's eyes, and he actually accompanied him, going in and out. It is really puzzling why Hanguang-jun, who is known for his strictness, would keep such a person by his side. "

Amidst the whispers among the crowd, Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Xuan Yu, you sneaked into this treasure room back then. Did you tell my second brother and them? What's the use of wearing a lie?"

He put down Qin Su's body, put his hand on Hensheng's sword hilt, and took a step closer to him: "I won't mention the past, but you tell the truth, Ah Su committed suicide, did you do anything? "

Jin Guangyao panicked, he really had a clear conscience and was full of vigor!When others heard this, they naturally thought that it was Mo Xuanyu who harbored resentment towards Lianfang Zun, and that's why he made slanderous remarks.At the same time, he was jealous of Qin Su, so he manipulated her to make her commit suicide.

"Jin Guangyao!" Lan Ming didn't care about the fierce collision in his body, and with a wave of his hand, a long blue sword with transparent spiritual power flew out from nowhere in the secret room.

"Zhu Xian!" Everyone exclaimed, this sword originally went with Yiling Patriarch, but they didn't expect it to rush out of the world!

"Qiqi..." Wei Wuxian couldn't express the astonishment in his eyes at this time, he wanted to reach out to grab it, but it was in vain.

Lan Ming pushed Zhu Xian up to his forehead, the burst of spiritual power seemed out of control, Lan Xichen quickly drew his sword out of its sheath and stood in front of the man.

"Qihe, don't be impulsive!" Lan Xichen's words were always in defense of Jin Guangyao, how could she not know it all these years.

"Yi Anjun, this Venerable Lianfang saved you, how could you avenge your kindness like this!"

Seeing that Jin Guangyao was gaining power, he continued to shout with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, "Say!"

Hate is born out of its sheath, and Zhu Xian greets him.Seeing this, the rest of the monks drew their swords one after another, ready to join the battle or defend themselves at any time.Seeing that the scene was going to be chaotic, Wei WuXian couldn't be without a weapon in his hand, looked back, and happened to be lying on the wooden lattice casually, grabbed it in his hand, and drew his sword out of its sheath!

Jin Guangyao suddenly lost his voice: "Yiling Patriarch!"

The members of the Lanling Jin Sect suddenly turned their swords and aimed at him.Jin GuangYao said, "Wei WuXian, you're the one who came back?!"

Although Wei Wuxian really wanted to say: "I'm back early!" But at this moment, he was at a loss, and he didn't know how he was recognized.Nie Huaisang said: "San...Sect Master Jin, why do you call him that? Isn't this person Mo Xuanyu? He just pulled out this sword. Could it be that whoever pulls out this sword is the Yiling Patriarch?"

Because the name of Wei Wuxian's sword is too difficult to say, when others mention it, they always use "this sword", "that sword", and "his sword" to refer to it.Jin Guangyao pointed Hate Sheng at Wei Wuxian, and said, "Huisang, come here! Gentlemen, be careful, this person is definitely Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling!"

As soon as this name came out, it was more creepy than Chifeng Zun being quartered by five horses.

The people who didn't intend to use their swords could not help but also drew out their swords, and surrounded the end of the secret room.

Wei Wuxian remained calm.Nie Huaisang said in a daze: "Sect Master Jiang used the spiritual soldier Zidian to whip him in front of everyone in Dafan Mountain, but Mo Xuanyu was not taken away. Right, Sect Master Jiang?"

Jiang Cheng's face was ugly, he didn't speak, his hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, as if he was thinking about what to do.Jin Guangyao said: "Dafan Mountain, that's right. With such a reminder, I remembered what happened on Dafan Mountain. It was this Mo Xuanyu who summoned Wen Ning at the scene.

"You guys don't know. Mo Xuanyu once sneaked into my room and looked around. And in my treasure room, there is a manuscript of Yiling Patriarch. This manuscript records a kind of sorcery. Giving up. At the cost of soul and body, summoning ghosts and evil spirits to avenge himself. Because the caster willingly sacrificed his body, it is not counted as taking away. Even if Sect Master Jiang whips him again with purple electricity, it will not be verified. "

A monk doubtfully said: "Since this technique of offering sacrifices cannot be verified, then it is not conclusive based on your own judgment alone, Lianfang-zun."

Jin Guangyao said: "It is true that the sacrifice cannot be verified, but it can be verified whether he is the ancestor of Yiling. Ever since the ancestor of Yiling was devoured by his ghosts on the top of the mass burial mound, his saber It was collected by my Lanling Jin Sect. But not long after, we discovered that this sword was automatically sealed."

Wei Wuxian was startled: "Feng Jian?"

Jin Guangyao said: "What is the sealing sword, I believe I don't need to explain. This sword has a spirit, it refuses to let anyone use it except Wei Wuxian, so it seals itself. Except for the Yiling ancestor himself, no one People can pull it out. But just now, this 'Mo Xuanyu' stood in front of you and pulled out this sword that had been sealed for 13 years!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of sword beams stabbed at Wei Wuxian in unison.

Lan Ming blocked all the sword glows, and Zhu Xian shook the crowd away, freeing an empty path.Lan Xichen said, "Qihe!"

Several immortal heads of aristocratic families who were stunned by him said angrily: "Yi Anjun! You..."

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, and flew out of the bedroom with Lan Ming and Wei Wuxian.Wei WuXian said, "HanGuang-Jun, this time we're out of the woods, and we're going to run away. Why are you running with us?"

Lan Wangji looked straight ahead and ignored him, and the three of them left the shouting and killing behind them.In the midst of his busy schedule, Wei WuXian said again: "Your reputation is going to be ruined!"

The three of them rushed down the Jinlin Terrace, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of them, and Jin Ling stood in front of them.

Lan Ming has a tendency to withdraw her sword,

And Wei Wuxian originally planned to slash out with a sword, but when he saw it was Jin Ling, he was relieved, but before he had time to speak, his stomach felt cold.

He really didn't expect that Jin Ling would actually stab him with a sword.

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "It's not good to be like anyone else, but to be like his uncle, even stabbing him in the same place."

"Ah Xian!" Lan Ming hurriedly put his arm on her shoulder in distress, and looked at Jin Ling with some hatred in her eyes, but there was nothing she could do.

He couldn't remember what happened next, but he felt that the surroundings were chaotic, very noisy, and very bumpy.The sounds of sword clashes and spiritual power explosions continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes in a blur, Lan Wangji was guarding against Bichen, Lan Ming was holding Zhu Xian to protect him, and he was leaning on Lan Wangji's back, splashes splashed on his snow-white cheeks. Half blood.

Feeling that the wound in his abdomen didn't hurt very much, Wei WuXian called out, "...Qiqi"

Lan Ming's breathing was not as smooth as usual, but slightly rapid, which seemed to be caused by carrying him around for too long and fighting frequently, but in response to his tone, it was as steady as ever, and said: "Yes."

After "Yeah", as if she felt that she should add something, she smiled again: "I'm here."

Wei WuXian called him casually, didn't know what to say, thought for a while, and said, "We met once at the flower banquet at Jinlin Terrace, do you remember?"

I said, "The only one who doesn't remember is you."

Wei Wuxian said, "Well, I don't have a good memory. You just need to remember. At that time, did you have something to say to me?"

After a while, I said, "Yes."

"You said you want to marry me"

Zhu Xian in Lan Ming's hand shook, and there was a ripple in Lan Wangji's indifferent eyes.

Chen Qing goes to war

After Lan Wangji healed his wound and left to find the remaining medicinal materials, she didn't know what to say to Wei Wuxian, whom she hadn't seen for several months.

"Qiqi, come here." When his familiar smile appeared, the gentle and magnetic voice caused ripples in the depths of her heart again.

She cautiously walked to his side, and before she could react, Wei Wuxian had already pushed him onto the floor.

"Axian!" Although she couldn't adapt, Wei Wuxian's eyes never left her.

The way he tilted his head was aggrieved and pretended to make her even more curious, Wei Wuxian was now pressing her all over the floor, with one hand resting on hers, while the other hand was shaving her forehead broken hair.

"Qiqi, Xianxian can give you everything, but don't leave me again"

He lowered his head and buried it deeply under her neck, the indistinct wetness made her feel Wei Wuxian's slight trembling.

Moments later, his kiss was not as gentle and tender as before, but overbearing and fiery. The kiss got deeper and deeper, and the temperature around him gradually increased.

Underneath her at this moment, her black hair is scattered wantonly, her eyes are blurred, under her slender jade neck, her clothes are slightly parted, and her exquisite collarbone is looming. At this moment, for Wei Wuxian, every breath of her has a fatal effect on him. temptation.

His clothes were half undone, and a gust of fresh air entered his arms. Wei Wuxian woke up sharply. Looking at Lan Ming, who was blushing, he clenched his fists tightly, turned over and backed away.

Feeling that the figure that he had been thinking about day and night suddenly disappeared, he got up and looked at Wei Wuxian suspiciously with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, with a slightly hurt expression.

Lan Ming seemed to have made up her mind, and turned Wei Wuxian's face to her eyes with both hands.

"I wish, I wish, Wei Wu