Chen Qing makes fans envy

They all replied: "I'm back [-]%."

"I'm [-]%..."

"The recovery is so slow!"

The female nun said: "It looks like it's [-]-[-]%. If you go down the mountain rashly, will you be in danger if you encounter something again?"

Someone muttered, "What danger could there be? That's the Yin Zhao Banner painted by Wei Wuxian himself. I think all the corpses and evil spirits with a radius of more than ten miles will be lured by him..."

This sentence made everyone in Fumo Temple not know what to say, and became silent again.

Zidian re-circulated aura, although it was on and off, but at least it was no longer extinguished.Jiang Cheng's face was reflected purple, making him treacherous and unpredictable.He stood up and said, "Twenty to thirty percent is enough. The formation in this temple has been destroyed, and even if you stay here, it will not be able to protect you."

Lan Qiren also got up slowly, and said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

The disciples of the Gusu Lan clan stood up with him one after another.Seeing that both the Yunmengjiang clan and the Gusu Lan clan advocated leaving, other families naturally wanted to follow closely.Only the monks of Moling Su Clan and Lanling Jin Clan didn't know how to deal with themselves.Fortunately, everyone didn't think of any additional conflicts at the moment, and no one paid any attention to them, so they also lowered their heads and followed the crowd, leaving Fumo Temple with their heads and tails hidden.

A group of people walked in the forest for a while, and suddenly someone yelled.Everyone was terrified, all the plants and trees were soldiers, and there was a flash of swords and swords when they heard it: "What? What?!"

The screaming man said: "Ghost... General Ghost!"

Sure enough, at the end of the crowd, a figure in black with a pale complexion followed from afar.It was Wen Ning.

Jiang Cheng gripped Zidian tightly, but now he only has less than [-]% of his spiritual power, even if the veins on the back of his hands are bulging, he will never rush forward to ask for trouble.Nie HuaiSang said in palpitations, "I thought General Ghost followed those two, why did he suddenly appear and follow us? What does he want to do?"

"Yeah, what does he want to do with us?"

Be vigilant, be vigilant, and be vigilant, and you should not answer; if you ask questions, you will not answer.The crowd didn't want to start a confrontation with him directly, so they continued to go down the mountain in fear for the time being, to see what this ghost general wanted to do.However, when they left, Wen Ning also left.They stopped, and so did Wen Ning.Along the way, Wen Ning did nothing but follow from afar.When I turned around and found that he had finally disappeared, he had already reached the foot of the mass grave.

Many people have a faint thought in their hearts: Maybe the ghost general followed all the way to protect them?

But this idea made people not very willing to admit it, so soon no one thought about whether it was reasonable or not.

It took half a day to fight all the way up the mass grave.When going down the mountain, there were no corpses blocking the way. It should have been very fast, but only [-] to [-] percent of the spirit power of the people was left at odds and ends. On the one hand, we had to beware of the general ghost's sudden attack, and on the other hand, we had to be careful in case there were any ominous creatures lying in ambush. We walked even slower, and when we descended the mountain, the sky was already dark.The "safe place" closest to Yiling is naturally Yunmengjiang's Lianhuawu.After making a decision, the team of thousands of people set off for the wharf near Yiling again.If the spiritual power has not recovered, one cannot control the sword, and the waterway is the fastest way to reach Lianhuawu.However, the decision-making was hasty, and there were not so many boats nearby, so the owners had to pack up all the boats and boats at the dock, including fishing boats, packed them with children from various families, and went down the water.

More than a dozen descendants of aristocratic families crowded on the same fishing boat.Almost all of these teenagers have been pampered in the past, and they have never been squeezed into this kind of dark, old, broken fishing boat with dirty fishing nets and wooden barrels piled up everywhere, smelling like fish, and creaking planks.At night, the wind was strong, and the ship was heaving and shaking. Several young boys from the north were very seasick.

A young man said: "Oh my mother, the shaking made my stomach churn! Brother Sizhui, are you throwing up too? Are you not from Gusu? You are not from the north, why seasickness is worse than me !"

Lan Sizhui waved his hands, and said with a pale face, "I...I don't know why. I was like this when I was four or five years old when I was on a boat...Maybe I was born like this."

As he said that, he turned up again with disgust, stood up while leaning on the side of the boat, and was about to vomit again, when he suddenly saw a dark figure lying on the side of the boat below the side of the boat, half of his body submerged in the river water, and was straight Googo stared at him.

In an instant, Lan Sizhui was so frightened that he swallowed everything he wanted to vomit.

Just as he pressed his hand to the hilt of the sword, he looked intently and whispered: "Ghost..."

When Jin Ling in the cabin heard this, he rushed out holding a sword, and said, "Is there a ghost? Where is it? I'll help you kill it!"

Lan Sizhui said, "It's not a ghost, it's a ghost general!"

All the teenagers hurried to the deck and looked in the direction Lan Sizhui pointed.Sure enough, the black figure standing under the ship's side and looking up from the bottom was none other than Ghost General Wen Ning.

After they got off the mass grave, Wen Ning disappeared. Who would have thought that he would be on this fishing boat without a sound at this moment, and I don't know how long he has been on this fishing boat.

All the teenagers were frightened and speechless for a while.Wide-eyed and small-eyed, staring at each other for a while, one person said: "Should we call someone?"

Although everyone expressed their approval, no one took any action.

And Wei Wuxian

Suddenly, a blue light cut through the night sky above the river, approaching the fishing boat.

Three figures both landed on the deck, Zhu Xian and Bichen blue light were put into the sheaths.

Seeing these two people, Lan Sizhui's heart instantly relaxed, and he said happily, "Hanguang-jun! Yi'an-jun! Senior Wei!"

The bloody man on the right laughed out loud, just when a wave hit him, the boat shook, and he almost fell down. The one on the left naturally helped him, and then he stood still.

That's all for Wei WuXian, it's the first time for everyone to see HanGuang-Jun and Yi AnJun's disorganized appearance.The white clothes on the two of them had been dyed in different shades of dark red, and their bodies exuded a bloody smell.Lan Ming was a little tidier, but only the meaningful forehead wipe was clean.

However, the bandage that Wei WuXian tore from his sleeve to cover a small wound on her was still well tied and tied on her left hand.

Wei WuXian said, "Jin Ling, put down the sword first."

Jin Ling said, "I won't let you go!"

Wei Wuxian wanted to speak again, but Jin Ling suddenly burst into tears.

This crying, everyone was stunned.

Lan Ming shook her head, took a step towards him, and said, "What's wrong with Rulan?"

Although Jin Ling was crying with tears all over his face, he still choked up and said loudly: "This is my father's sword. I won't let it go!"

This sword is the only thing left to him by his parents.

Some teenagers as old as Jin Ling are already married, and some have children.Crying is a shameful thing for them.Crying in public, that is how wronged I should be.

Jin Ling, who was weeping in front of everyone at this moment, made him seem to see Jiang Yanli crying loudly when he was extremely sad, and what he held tightly in his arms was Jin Zixuan's shining golden sword. long sword.

For a moment, Wei Wuxian was a little at a loss.

At this moment, a voice came from the river: "A Ling!"

Five or six large boats surrounded the fishing boat, and each boat was full of monks, with a Patriarch standing on the bow.The big boat of the Yunmengjiang clan is on the right side of the small fishing boat, the closest, the distance between them is no more than five zhang, and the one who made the sound just now is Jiang Cheng on the side of the boat.

Jin Ling's eyes were cloudy with tears, and when he saw his uncle, he immediately wiped his face indiscriminately, sniffed, looked from one side to the other, gritted his teeth and flew over, landing beside Jiang Cheng.Jiang Cheng grabbed him and said, "What's wrong with you? Who bullied you!"

Jin Ling rubbed his eyes fiercely and refused to speak.Jiang Cheng raised his head, cast his cold eyes on the fishing boat, the cold light in his eyes swept over Wen Ning, and was about to land on Wei Wuxian, when Lan Ming took a step intentionally or unintentionally, just blocking Wei Wuxian's figure .

A patriarch blurted out: "How dare you come back!"

Wei Wuxian was still worried about Jin Ling, but when he heard this sentence, he was suddenly happy: "Why didn't we dare to come back? Just now, Yi Anjun and I helped you lead away such a huge group of corpses, may I ask why we didn't come back?" Dare to come back?"

The Patriarch was startled.Just now he shouted purely without thinking, but it has become a habit over the years. When seeing Yiling Patriarch, he must first protest with a condemning tone, as if only in this way can he stand firm and show his correct position.Embarrassment immediately appeared on his face.

Lan Wangji and Lan Ming still stood in front of Wei Wuxian, saluted Lan Qiren across the boat, "Uncle."

The night wind blowing from the river lifted his sleeves, wide sleeves, and the ribbon that wiped his forehead.Although the white clothes were stained with blood, they still maintained their demeanor.The disciples of the Gusu Lan clan also returned the salute neatly.

After a while, Lan Qiren replied: "Yes. How did you deal with the corpses?"

Seeing that there was no disappointment or blame in Lan Qiren's gaze and tone, Wei Wuxian felt joy for no reason, and couldn't help but get out from behind Lan Ming,

He hurriedly replied: "Senior Lan, this is a long story. We spent a lot of effort to lead the corpses to another mountain nine miles west of the mass grave, and set up a new formation to trap them. There is nothing we can do next, we will definitely not be able to kill them all alone, so I will come back and tell you, and I will leave the rest to you.”

Wei Wuxian bears the Zhaoyin Banner and is responsible for attracting corpses while Lan Wangji is responsible for killing them.

They didn't think that this group of people would be waiting for them to return in the Fumo Temple.