Chen Qing makes fans envy

Lan Sizhui suddenly pushed aside Wei Wuxian and Lan Ming standing in front of him, Lan Wangji.He rushed out from among them and shouted: "Everyone, come here, come to the Fumo Temple! There is a huge formation on the ground of this hall. Some parts are missing, but they should be repaired and can be used to resist for a while!"

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian quickly pulled Lan Ming over to stand with her, giving way to the entrance of Fumo Temple.Su She saw that a monk who had killed his head wanted to rush in, so he hurriedly shouted: "You can't go in! This must be a trick to catch the turtle in the jar! There must be more dangerous traps waiting for us inside!"

Hearing his shout, everyone suddenly woke up again.Wei Wuxian immediately said: "Death outside is also death, death inside is also death, left and right are dead, and you can delay it when you go in. What do you mean by letting everyone die together in such a hurry?"

Although what he said was very reasonable, but because he said it, everyone dared not go in, and hesitated to continue fighting with the murderous corpse.Others lost their spiritual power and could barely hold on for a while longer, but Nie Huaisang couldn't wait. Everyone knew that he was timid and fearful, had poor talent, was not motivated, and didn't cultivate well. He was in such a hurry, he was in a panic, and only a few personal guards worked hard to protect him from injury. Seeing that the corpses were gathering more and more, and there was no end in sight, he hurriedly said: "My lords! Are you going to get in? Oh, don't care. Come on, if you don’t come in, I’ll go ahead, sorry, let’s go, let’s hurry up!”

Before he finished speaking, Nie Huaisang led a group of disciples of Qinghe Nie Sect into the Fumo Palace. He was really anxious like a bereaved dog, and panicked like a fish slipping through the net.The bystanders were stunned by his frankness.

Lan Wangji took off the guqin from his back, and the strings rang loudly.But no matter how fine and perfect his barrier-breaking sound is, it can only be done by one person.Seeing this, Wen Ning jumped down from the Fumo Temple to help him drive away the murderous corpses, and at the same time silently endured the stabbing, hacking, punching and kicking from these monks.Fortunately, he didn't feel pain, so it wasn't affected.

At this time, a young man who had just been released said: "Father, don't kill me! You believe me, go in! We just came out of that hall, there are no traps inside!"

Several other teenagers also shouted: "Yes, there is indeed a large formation on the ground inside!"

Jin Ling said, "Uncle, come in!"

Jiang Cheng stabbed out the three poisons who had lost their sword light, and said viciously, "Shut up!"

After scolding, blood flowed from his mouth and nose again, Jin Ling rushed down the steps, grabbed him and forcibly dragged him into Fumo Temple.At this moment, Jiang Cheng lost all his spiritual power, and the boy in his teens was so strong that he dragged him in like this, and the monks of the Jiang family quickly followed the Lord into the palace.It just so happened that Nie Huaisang's voice came buzzing from the empty hall, and he said happily, "Masters! Come in quickly! It's not a problem to fit thousands of people here! Can any senior come in and help repair the formation on the ground? I won't!"

Hearing his last sentence, everyone had two big words in their hearts: "Trash!"

Lan Wangji kept his fingers on the strings, raised his head and said, "Uncle."

Originally, Lan Qiren didn't want to enter the palace, he would rather fight outside alone until the last moment.However, he was not alone at this time, there were many monks from the Lan family and the monks from the Jin family under his command, and he was not the main force in the fight.He didn't want to disregard the lives of these disciples, and if there was a glimmer of life, he would grab it.

Instead of looking at Lan Wangji, he raised his sword and shouted, "Be careful entering the palace!"

So far, the Lanling Jin clan, Gusu Lan clan, Qinghe Nie clan, and Yunmengjiang clan have all entered the palace.With them taking the lead, the rest immediately decided not to hold back.Even if there were any beasts, demons and ghosts in the hall, there were four tall men carrying them in front of them, rushing in quickly.

In the end, only the Moling Su family remained silent.Wei Wuxian said: "Hey, Su Zongzhu, are you not going in? Very good, then you can stay outside. But haven't everyone lost their spiritual power? If you stay outside, you are going to die? Your courage is commendable. "

Su She glanced at him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and led the disciples into the hall.

Fumo Temple accommodated more than a thousand people smoothly.Thousands of people's gasps, anxious words, and panic echoed in the empty hall.As soon as Lan Qiren entered, he walked up to Nie Huaisang, checked the incomplete part of the formation on the ground under his expectant eyes, it was indeed a long time ago, he cut his palm immediately, and filled up the formation with blood.

Wen Ning stood guard on the steps, throwing away the closest corpses.Once the formation was added, those walking corpses seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to rush in for a while.

Wei Wuxian waited for Lan Wangji to put away the zither, and then walked slowly into the hall with Lan Ming and him.After entering the main hall, the monks who had just breathed a sigh of relief saw the black and white pair descending the steps, and more than 1000 hearts immediately lifted up again.

No one expected that it would end like this.They clearly came to encircle Yiling Patriarch, but now they seem to be encircled and suppressed, and they have to hide in Yiling Patriarch's main hall to survive for a moment.

Lan Qiren finished making up the formation on the ground, stood in front of the crowd, blocked the two people's way, held his head high, and almost opened his arms to stop them, Wei Wuxian dared to destroy the formation and risked his life The posture of dying with him.

Lan Ming said: "...Uncle"

The disappointment in Lan Qiren's heart was not over yet, for a while, he still didn't want to look at this proud student who had been taught since childhood, but only looked at Wei Wuxian, and said coldly: "What do you really want?"

Wei WuXian sat down on the steps, and said, "It's not that good. Since you're all here, why don't we chat."

Hearing that his tone was still so relaxed that there was no solemnity in such a situation, Lan Ming shook her head with a smile.Lan Wangji also sat down with him, put the Guqin across his lap, and played it slowly.

All the blue tea songs were played, melodious and crisp.

Seeing Lan Wangji playing the piano to help the demon formation, Lan Qiren felt a little comforted, and thought: "These children still have a sense of proportion, alas..."

He just took a look at the two of them. In this situation, he was still calm and unhurried, his demeanor was intact, his white clothes were spotless, and his forehead was neatly wiped. He couldn't help secretly admiring and proud out of habit.

However, he saw Wei Wuxian sitting next to them, his black clothes were particularly eye-catching, and he always felt that if he sat closer, he would stain Lan Wangji's white clothes, and his sense of pride immediately turned to Meaning of anger.He shouted at Wei WuXian, "We have nothing to talk about with you!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Why is there nothing to talk about? I don't believe it, don't you want to know why you suddenly lost your spiritual power—hey, don't show such an expression, I know you must want to rely on me again. Heaven and Earth Conscience, Mr. Wei doesn't have such a great ability, and he tricked all of you without anyone noticing."

Although there are still people who refuse to accept it verbally, some people think: ... This is the truth.

Looking at each other, Wei Wuxian said again: "I guess before you came to encircle and suppress, you must not have had time to get together for a meal, so it shouldn't be poisoned by some kind of poison."

Of course, I have never heard of any poison that can cause a person's spiritual power to collapse suddenly, otherwise this kind of drug must have been bought by many monks with a lot of money, and the rumors have spread like a bloody storm.Among the monks who came this time, there were quite a few doctors. They grabbed a few of them and probed for a while, and they asked in a low voice: "How? How? Is the collapse of spiritual power temporary or permanent?!"

This question immediately attracted the attention of many people, and there was no time to be vigilant about Wei Wuxian.After all, if the spiritual power is completely disintegrated and never comes back, it is tantamount to crippling a person, which is a more terrifying and painful consequence than dying here.Several doctors discussed quickly, and said: "Everyone's alchemy is safe and sound, don't worry! It should be temporary."

Hearing that it was temporary, Jiang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took the handkerchief Jin Ling handed him and wiped off the blood on his face, and said, "Temporary? How long is it temporary? When will it recover?"

A doctor said: "...I'm afraid...at least an hour..."

an hour?

Everyone raised their heads one after another to look at the densely packed group of murderous corpses outside the hall, the number of which was no less than the number of living people they had come this time.All of them were staring straight at the interior of Fumo Temple, where the heads were twitching and Yang Qi was surging, and they were unwilling to leave half a step at all, wandering and wriggling outside shoulder to shoulder, as if they would rush in at any time.The rancid smell was strong and tangy.

At least one hour to restore spiritual power?I don't know if the dilapidated formation on the ground, which has been abandoned for many years and has been repaired temporarily, can last for an hour!

Besides, Patriarch Yiling is in the same space as them at this moment. Although he doesn't know why he didn't do it yet, maybe it's because cats and mice usually have to play and scare them enough before killing them, but no one can guarantee that he won't kill them. will suddenly explode.

Only then did their eyes come back to Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian said, "What do you look at? If you look a thousand times harder, you won't see a single hole in my body."

Everyone held their breaths and waited for him to let the horse come over. In the end, what he let go was this sentence like a juggler playing a rogue or a child grinding his mouth. Suddenly, it was like a thunderbolt punching on the cotton, and a thunderbolt kick into the air, and his whole body was powerless. , complexion black.Wei Wuxian said again: "Why do you look at me with such eyes? Am I not telling the truth? Right now, in this demon temple, there are only two groups of people who still have spiritual power. Me, Hanguang-Jun. A group of children who were caught up to the mountain a few days ago. The rest of the people, I can’t describe it as powerless. If I want to do something to you, this group